Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Ren Wanxuan lowered her head to hide the sarcastic smile in her eyes.

Who would say this in front of Qiu Boqing? Qiu Boqing is a top liberal arts student at Beicheng University and is preparing to take the PhD exam.

"Bo Qing!" Qiu Xuezheng put the tea cup on the table and reminded, "Okay, come out with me."

Qiu Boqing pursed her lips and said no more.

A group of people followed Qiu Xuezheng out.

Bai Qian sat on the chair next to Jian Zhe, leaned slightly on the back of the chair, put his hands on the table, and only raised his chin: "You really don't want to take the Jiangyi exam?"

"I think so." Jian Zhe clicked his tongue. Who doesn't want to take the Jiang Yi test?

But Jian Rong may not be admitted to Jiangyi.

Jian Zhe sighed: "You just heard what he said. My calligraphy skills have caught up and I can get a good grade in the exam next year, but I can't understand those ancient sayings at all..."

The objective questions were okay, but when it came to the subjective questions of ancient texts, sometimes Jian Zhe couldn't understand the meaning of the ancient texts.

"As long as you want to take the exam," Bai Zian poured himself a cup of tea and said lazily, "As for the rest... you don't have to worry."

She took a sip of tea and squinted slightly in the sun.

"Ah?" Jian Zhe didn't understand and subconsciously poured some tea for Bai Zian.

"I said," Bai Zian lowered his head and blew away the tea froth carelessly, "When you have time after the new year, you can go to the library with me."

Outside.

Qiu Xuezheng looked at the three of them with a cold expression: "What are you three doing here today?"

"The president asked you when you will go back." Qiu Boqing lowered his head, still in awe of Qiu Xuezheng.

He was talking about President Beicheng.

"I'm at the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association," Qiu Xuezheng looked at the two of them indifferently, his eyes turning from Qiu Boqing's face to Ren Wanxuan's face: "Aren't you two planning to come back?"

Ren Wanxuan did not dare to look at Qiu Xuezheng's face and only tilted her head.

Qiu Boqing was also very silent. No one wanted to be imprisoned in Xiangcheng. "Grandpa, I still want to take the Ph.D. exam at Beicheng University." What can he do in Xiangcheng?

"Forget it," Qiu Xuezheng asked casually. If he really wants to come back, he still can't decide who to choose. Seeing the two of them like this, he said: "You three can go back. You don't have to give me New Year greetings this year."

He didn't mention the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association again, and both Ren Wanxuan and Qiu Boqing breathed a sigh of relief.

**

The next day.

Bai Zian's first year in this world.

Xiangcheng Tower is still on the No. 12 bus.

The road beside the waterwheel has been rebuilt and widened by three meters. Bai Zian walked all the way to the city wall, still in the same place as last time.

She took out five incense sticks from her pocket and inserted them, then took out a separate stick and inserted it on the other side.

This is for "Bai Zian" who disappeared into the lake.

Bai Qian lit six incense sticks, then took out a handful of paper money and stared at them until they were all burned. Then she sat aside. After all six sticks of incense were burned, she patted her sleeves and sat up from the ground.

When she returned to Xin'an Community, it was just after ten o'clock. Ji Heng and Ji Shaojun asked her to do her homework well.

When Bai Zian did not do well in the exams in their eyes, the Ji family never let anyone touch trivial matters. Now that they know that she may be admitted to Jiangjing University, Shen Qing is afraid that she will disturb Bai Zian if she cooks too loudly.

Bai Zian has not celebrated the Chinese New Year in two years.

This year, she also had a different experience because of Yuki's family.

On the night of New Year's Eve, she took three red envelopes and sat with Ji Heng and the others in the hall watching TV.

There were a bunch of blessing messages on his phone. When Bai Qian opened his phone and saw "99+" unread messages, he was shocked -

It turned out that in just a few months, she had gotten to know so many people.

Most of them were classmates from Class 15, and she replied to them one by one.

Finally, I scrolled to Jiang Fuli's page. On it was the message he had sent before, which was a picture.

He spent this year with Jiang He, Mingdong Heng, Chi Yundai, and two people from the laboratory.

Bai Zian sent him his red envelope.

It was close to twelve o'clock, and Ji Heng couldn't stand it any longer, so he went back to his room to sleep.

There were endless sounds of fireworks and firecrackers in the community. Ji Shaojun went down to set off the fireworks and then came up to watch the fireworks with Shen Qing on the balcony. Bai Qian returned to the room and received a bunch of random messages for her.

She just clicked on WeChat.

A new message pops up——

【downstairs】

The room Shen Qing prepared for Bai Zian had a window. She looked down and saw smoke filling the room downstairs.

Fireworks have not been banned in Xiangcheng yet, so there were too many firecrackers and fireworks. She seemed to be in a fairyland and couldn't see them at all.

downstairs.

When Bai Qian arrived at the first floor, Jiang Fuli was standing on the left side of the road, with a tall figure. He was wearing a white shirt, his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and his posture was casual.

The white cuffs are loosely rolled up twice, and the skirt of the clothes has a cold "keep away from strangers", and it still looks like people are not afraid to approach.

He was playing with a silver lighter in his hand.

The hand with clear joints pressed the iron switch, and the blue flame rose and disappeared.

"Come down?" As if he felt Bai Zian approaching, he tilted his head and handed the lighter to Bai Zian, "Set off fireworks."

Xin'an Community has a large distance between buildings, so Jiang Fuli placed fireworks in the middle of the road.

Bai Zian took the lighter, squatted down and lit the fireworks, "Where's Jiang He?"

"Asleep." Jiang Fuli waited until he fell asleep before going out.

Bai Qian glanced at him suspiciously, then retreated to Jiang Fuli and looked up at the fireworks.

The fireworks are quiet for a second.

In the next second, firework rose to high in the sky and suddenly exploded. Like a colorful parachute, it slowly fell from the sky. Before it completely disappeared, three more meteors rose into the sky and exploded completely in the air. The three colors of red, orange and yellow were like It's three roses in full bloom.

“Fuck, fuck, look, look—”

A bunch of people opened their windows.

Someone held up a mobile phone and started recording the screen.

Bai Zian also watched the fireworks quietly. The whole process took about five minutes, and the last four fireworks exploded in the air, slowly converging into four words -

【Happy New Year】

Bai Zian looked at these four words, and something cold was put into the palm of his right hand, "Happy New Year..."

There was a very soft sound in my ears.

She lowered her head and saw that it was a red tourmaline. The crystal clear red tourmaline was beautiful in the palm of her snow-white hand.

"This," Jiang Fuli lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and elegantly touched the red tourmaline in her palm with his fingertips. Behind him were fireworks in the sky, "I can wear it on your ribbon."

Bai Zian looked at the red tourmaline and felt it looked familiar.

She has always had a photographic memory, and this seemed to be the jewelry that the Ren family was going to auction for the first time.

"Wait a minute," Bai Zian held the ruby ​​in her hand. She looked at Jiang Fuli and narrowed her eyes: "How much did you buy tonight's fireworks?"

Jiang Fuli: "..."

Why is the plot different from what he thought?

If he wants to say that he spent a million dollars, will Bai Zian ignore him for three days?

"I don't know," Jiang Fuli said calmly, "Jiang Xijue sent it here."

Jiang Xijue, who was far away in Jiangjing and was offering incense to the ancestral hall on time in the middle of the night, sneezed hard. He knelt down quickly. Did the ancestors not like the incense he carefully selected?

**

The first day of the new year.

Bai Qian and Ji Heng returned to Qingshui Street.

Bai Zian stopped when he saw an acquaintance. Bai Zian gained a lot along the way and had a bunch of candies and snacks in both pockets.

"Happy New Year..." Ji Heng looked up and saw the neighbor on the left.

The man turned around and left when he saw him.

Ji Heng held the cigarette rod and was stunned: "...?"

The neighbor's uncle muttered: "You're celebrating the Chinese New Year, don't even think about playing chess with me."

Bai Zian still doesn't know what Ji Heng did to a group of neighbors before leaving.

When Ji Heng heard the word "playing chess", he returned to the yard with some embarrassment, not daring to speak any more.

The third day of the new year.

Bai Jian was explaining the meaning of words to Ji Heng in the yard. During this period, he received a call from the principal of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

"That's Beicheng..." Principal Xiangcheng looked at the two people in the office and lowered his voice, "People from Beicheng have come to our school. We are in the office now. Do you have time to come?"

"Beicheng No. 1 Middle School?" Bai Zian made a pause gesture. Lu Lingxi didn't tell them?

Ji Heng immediately stood up with the cigarette rod, and then moved the embroidery stand out without stopping.

After Bai Qian finished calling the principal, she turned around and saw Ji Heng embroidering seriously: "..."

"Grandpa, I'm going to school first." She slowly put on her Bluetooth headset and said goodbye to Ji Heng.

Ji Heng raised his head and said, "Yeah."

After Bai Qian left, he muttered: "Quantu, Quantum entanglement..."

"Q, U, A..." What's A?

Ji Heng put down the needle in his hand expressionlessly.

**

Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

meeting room.

The principal poured tea for the two distinguished guests respectfully. The principal of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School and the principal of Beicheng No. 1 Middle School were not on the same level in terms of status.

Principal Beicheng was sitting upright. He was holding a tea cup but did not drink. He only looked at Principal Xiangcheng and asked, "Where is that classmate?"

There is also competition between schools. Last year, Bai Shaoke was admitted as the top scorer in Beicheng and went to Jiangjing. Jiangjing directly allocated ten places to Beicheng No. 1 Middle School.

This year's college entrance examination, a student appeared in Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School who was suspected to be able to compete with Song Min.

No matter who is the top pick in the end, Beicheng No. 1 Middle School cannot let him go to other schools.

Of course, they don’t think Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School can replace Beicheng.

"Principal Li, don't worry, she will be here soon." Principal Xiangcheng refilled Principal Li's water. He looked down at the time, anticipating that Bai Qian was about to arrive, "I'll go downstairs to pick her up."

Bai Zian had never been to the conference room, and he wanted to persuade Bai Zian to think carefully on the way.

As soon as he leaves.

Principal Li discussed in a low voice with the head teacher of the international class at Beicheng No. 1 Middle School, "We want him to go to our school no matter what."

The two thought the first place was a boy.

Mainly due to preconceptions, apart from Bai Shaoqi, they have never seen any girl in the top ten in science.

"A scholarship of 100,000 yuan. If you can get the top score in the exam, you will get a scholarship fund of 800,000 yuan, plus extracurricular tutoring from Teacher Jiang Jing." The head teacher of the international class looked at the environment around the campus and knocked on the table. "He will never refuse."

Beicheng's visit this time also showed the sincerity of their school.

The principal and the head teacher of the international class came to invite him personally just to persuade him.

Who doesn't want to climb out of Xiangcheng? There is only a dilapidated train station. Many roads are still under construction today, and both of them are very frustrated.

Principal Li also felt that the other party would not refuse. Even after such a long time, he still wanted to sigh, "Who can get 150 points in mathematics?"

I have never seen such a wizard in an IMO competition before.

"It's like he was born out of nowhere." The head teacher of the international class squinted his eyes and looked at the door of the conference room for a moment. This talent is even higher than that of Song Ming, and he is just a little behind in comprehensive theory. If he has a better mentality for the college entrance examination, he may not be able to compete with Song Ming. Fight for the top spot in Beicheng again.

No matter how much they dare to think about it now, they only think that this person can compete with Song Min for the top spot in Beicheng.

In less than five minutes, voices of conversation could be heard outside the door.

Both of them straightened their clothes subconsciously.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak".

Principal Xiangcheng came in with a girl wearing a blue coat. She rolled up a stack of A4 paper in her right hand and turned it around casually.

Principal Xiangcheng introduced the two students with a smile and said in a very proud tone: "Principal Li, this is Bai Jian, the top student in our school."

Bai Zian's performance has grown under the attention of teachers from all grades.

From 450 the first time, to 692 now.

Principal Li also knew Bai Shaoke during the first two years of school.

The next year, he only remembered Song Min and Bai Shaoqi. As for "Bai Qian", he might have heard of it, but how could he specifically remember such students?

At this time, I was just surprised that the person whose score exceeded Song Min's by one point, turned out to be a female classmate?

Next to Principal Li, the head teacher of the international class was stunned when he saw Bai Zian's face. Bai Zian had been in the international class, and he was very unhappy when he first saw the name Bai Zian.

The first time he saw Bai Zian, he remembered this person.

He knocked over the tea cup in his hand, "You...Bai Zian? Bai Zian with 150 in mathematics and a total score of 692?"

He was in a daze. Was it Bai Zian who he had driven from the international class to the liberal arts class?

He still doesn't know that the most terrifying thing about Bai Qian is not mathematics, but physics, which even Dean Ma is fascinated by.

The outline is confusing, guys. Today’s chapter is too late. Please forgive me. See you tomorrow.