Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

In his two lifetimes, Bai Po hadn't touched the guzheng for nearly a year, so it's just a lack of proficiency.

The main reason is that the Guzheng strings given to her by the student union have twenty-one strings.

...and the guzheng she used to have only eighteen strings!

So it was very difficult to use just now.

Less than a tenth of her normal level.

Fortunately, she played Bai Yi Xing, and if she played something else, it would be even more difficult to listen to.

Where did she learn from... She chose not to embarrass her teacher.

Bai Po thought silently, wondering if Patriarch had received her reflection and confession.

"Isn't it?" Chen Ju looked at Bai Po who seemed dissatisfied with himself, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

He doesn't know guzheng, but he can also hear the appeal of this music.

People like Bai Jian can enter the Jiangjing Guzheng Association, and after two years of practice, it is not impossible to become a performance-level guzheng player.

Bai Jian has such high demands on himself?

Bureau Chen wanted to continue asking, but the person next to him glanced at him slowly, and he suddenly became agitated.

Looking back, I saw Jiang Fuli's faint gaze.

Bureau Chen stiffened.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaohan and others who came out relieved Chen Ju's stiffness at this time.

Lu Xiaohan and Zhang Shize were no less suspicious than Director Chen, but with Jiang Fuli next to Bai Ke, no one in the group dared to ask a single word.

"Tell my grandfather, I'll wait for him in the school cafeteria first." Bai Po took over the phone and two pieces of iridium.

Lu Xiaohan nodded.

After Bai Po and the others left, Zhang Shize wiped off his sweat, looked at Lu Xiaohan, and relaxed a little: "Who was that just now?"

He didn't say who, but Lu Xiaohan knew he was referring to Jiang Fuli.

She was not surprised by Zhang Shize's love, after all, even Xue Shen met him...

Lu Xiaohan didn't answer, but just frowned: "What's the matter with the long sword?"

"It was Chen Wei who called me in the morning..." Zhang Shize also calmed down.

**

This side of the auditorium.

Because only the faint sound of guzheng can be heard in the background.

Did not feel the majestic atmosphere of the scene.

When Bai Po came out, he returned the guzheng to the boy, and nothing could be seen from his calm expression.

No one in the background knew that she played the song "White Clothes Walk".

The logistics staff removed the guzheng, and several people carried up the piano that Ren Wanxuan was going to perform.

Ren Wanxuan caressed the gorgeous custom-made dress, took the skirt to the stage, and bowed slightly to the audience.

She sat down, and as soon as she raised her eyes, the smile on her lips suddenly stopped——

The seats of school leaders in the first row of the auditorium are almost empty!

Even Mr. Chen is gone.

Who is she performing for?

Ren Wanxuan didn't know what happened, she finished playing a piece restlessly, and there were sparse applause from the auditorium.

This has never been done before.

Even though she was careless today, Ren Wanxuan knew that the repertoire she played was also up to standard.

Why are these people in the auditorium so unresponsive?

She was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face. She dragged her skirt back to the backstage, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

The Chen family and the Ren family have been running around for Bureau Chen's black market for a while.

Didn't even get around today.

Ren Wanxuan changed into her daily clothes and went outside to find Chen Zhu.

The students passing by were looking at their mobile phones excitedly, and could faintly hear words like "guzheng" and "so cool".

Ren Wanxuan had a bad feeling in her heart.

Chen Zhu was still sitting in the first row, holding his mobile phone and sitting quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Where did the principal go?" Ren Wanxuan looked around.

Chen Zhu came back to his senses and raised his head: "Should I go to look for Bai Po?"

"Bai Po?" Ren Wanxuan's heart shrank tightly, but she didn't seem to care on her face: "Why are you looking for her?"

Chen Zhu didn't reply, just threw the phone to Ren Wanxuan: "Look for yourself."

Ren Wanxuan took it subconsciously, bowed her head, it was the school's post bar, and the most popular one was just posted——

[Ah ah ah! The white zither is perfect! Goosebumps are up! I'm really sorry for you guys who didn't see her perform live today! (Video attached)]

Just five minutes.

There have been over two hundred replies.

Ren Wanxuan scrolled down, and there were all posts about Bai Po's performance.

Not a single one was seen about her piano.

The whole school post bar——

He was slaughtered by Bai Po alone!

Ren Wanxuan's hand holding the phone was a little unsteady, and she understood why the atmosphere was so cold when she was playing the piano...

But, how can Bai Ji play the guzheng?

She didn't return the phone to Chen Zhu, but stood where she was and clicked on the video.

**

No. 1 middle school cafeteria.

Bai Po packed the food and waited for Lu Xiaohan to bring Ji Heng back.

Jiang Fuli was urged away by a phone call on the way, and Jiang He followed Bai Po to the cafeteria of No. 1 Middle School.

Zhang Shize arrived before Lu Xiaohan.

He took the boy from the eighth class before and apologized to Bai Po: "I'm sorry, classmate Bai."

"Did you take the long sword?" Bai Po was reciting the words, and when she heard the apology, she raised her head and leaned gently against the back of the cafeteria chair. The green clothes were spread out along the stool, and the poppies bloomed gorgeously and extravagantly. .

The boys in Class Eight were a little taken aback.

"Don't be nervous," Bai Po pursed her lips and smiled. She has always had a bright appearance, and she is used to being lazy and not aggressive. At this time, she pressed the phone in her hand and said slowly, "I'll ask what's going on."

"Why are you nervous?" Zhang Shize glanced at him, "Our classmate Bai is such an obedient student, but he's not Chen Wei, so what can we say?"

The boys in Class 8 looked at Bai Po, with Bai Po's expression of "I'll just ask, otherwise I don't know who to kill".

This is called good?

Does Class 15 collectively have any filters for Bai Chi?

"Student Ren Wanxuan promised me," the boy hesitated, but still chose to tell the truth, "I don't know why she didn't contact Chen Zhu."

"Chen Wei, Ren Wanxuan." Bai Po looked away and silently read the names of these two people.

Outside the canteen door.

Lu Xiaohan brought Ji Heng in.

Lu Xiaohan had a sweet mouth, and Ji Heng held a big cigarette bag, looking at this group of students, they should all be good friends of Bai Po, and their always serious faces softened a lot.

Seeing Ji Heng's figure, Bai Po waved his hand and asked Zhang Shize to take the boy away.

"That's right, she used to perform the sword dance! It turned out that she was even better at the guzheng, and she even said that she didn't know how to be talented," Lu Xiaohan chirped along the way, "Grandpa, why do you think she plays the guzheng so well..."

Ji Heng was wearing a black robe and was clean.

Hearing this, he was also surprised. He sat down and looked at Bai Ke, "You can also dance with swords? I heard from your uncle that you have learned guzheng for a year."

"Only learned it for one year?" Lu Xiaohan was shocked, "Ah, you only learned Guzheng for one year?!"

Bai Ke, who has been studying for more than ten years since he was a child, said, "..."

She fell silent.

But there is no way to refute it.

"Let's eat." She handed the chopsticks to Ji Heng and Jiang He.

Only then did Ji Heng see the little boy beside Bai Po, "Is this your first friend?"

At that time, Ji Shaojun told Ji Heng that Bai Po came to Xiangcheng to find a friend.

"Well, grandpa, his name is Jiang He." Holding the chopsticks, Bai Po raised an eyebrow at Jiang He again: "This is my grandfather, you can call him Grandpa Ji."

Jiang He swallowed his rice, then raised his head slowly, and said in a low voice, "Hello, Grandpa Ji."

"Hello." Ji Heng's face was still stiff.

He has always had this expression, serious and rigid.

Today is the school celebration, performance in the morning and holiday in the afternoon.

Bai Po never wastes time, he goes to the library to read his homework during the holidays.

She sent Ji Heng to the bus.

"By the way, go to your uncle's house for dinner at night," Ji Heng remembered this when he got in the car, and he told Bai Po, "Go directly to your uncle's house at night."

Generally speaking, uncle refers to Ji Shaojun.

Bai Po hooked his phone, his exquisite eyebrows lazily said, "Okay."

The bus drove away slowly.

After Bai Po sent Ji Heng off, he took Jiang He to the library.

Lu Xiaohan, who doesn't like going to the library very much, drags Yang Lin, who just finished her part-time job, to follow.

There are not many people in the library on weekdays.

Bai Po found a table by the window on the second floor, where she and Jiang He often sat, and they sat down to study hard.

Before writing a few questions, the phone vibrated a few times.

White vest: [Sister, I just put that person down last time! My godfather gave me a mountain! 】

Bai Po took a look: 【1】

White vest: [Sister, my godfather said he would give you a mountain too,]

Bai Po took the time to write two biology questions——

【Need not】

If you don't have anything to show your courtesy, you can either rape or steal.

White vest: [Why not? 】

Bai Po didn't bother to go back.

White vest: [Sister, do you have time tonight, I still have something to ask you. 】

Nothing happened in the afternoon, so Bai Po sent a location and asked Mao Kun to come to her directly.

The library is a bit far from Qingshui Street.

Mao Kun arrived more than half an hour later.

Bai Po put down his pen, picked up his phone and got up.

Jiang He also stood up.

"Sit down, I'll meet someone at the entrance of the library," Bai Ke stretched out an index finger, and pressed Jiang He's head down unhurriedly, "I'll be right back."

Jiang He let out an "oh" and sat down again.

Bai Po looked at Lu Xiaohan again, and before he could speak, Lu Xiaohan gestured "ok" to her, expressing his reassurance.

**

outside the door.

Mao Kun brought his two younger brothers, Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi, and the three of them squatted silently at the door.

"Brother Mao," Xiao Wu rubbed his head, "This kind of place is not suitable for the two of us, but Xiao Qi is quite suitable."

Xiaoqi's face is tender, and he looks no more than fifteen or sixteen.

His hair is not long, never dyed or styled strangely.

If he hadn't followed Mao Kun, he would have looked more like a handsome male high school student.

Mao Kun bit his cigarette, but did not refute.

Just as he was talking, Bai Po came out from inside, and Mao Kun and the three immediately stood up.

"Sister," Mao Kun scratched his hair, and introduced the two people around him to Bai Po, "This is Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi. I picked them up in Heishui Street. Both of them are named Mao, and mine."

"Miss Bai!" The two said in unison.

Especially Xiao Wu, with a loud voice.

Bai Po was leaning lazily against the wall, she was still wearing a skirt, elegant and wanton, but the expression on her snow-white face was casual.

She put her arms around her chest, "What's the matter?"

"The plaster you gave me is very useful," Mao Kun said seriously, "someone said they want to buy a prescription, do you want to sell it?"

Buy a prescription?

Bai Po squinted her eyes. She knew that Chinese medicine had declined, and now Western medicine is prevalent.

But this is a prescription from the palace in the past, it can cure bruises and strengthen the foundation, it is a kind of magic medicine for martial arts practitioners.

Why can't it be handed down?

"Sister?" Seeing that Bai Po was thinking, Mao Kun didn't speak for a long time.

Just remind her in a low voice.

"Well," Bai Po came back to her senses, she looked at Mao Kun for a while, her expression was clear and distant, "Yes, but the name of the prescription must be marked, Da Nei Gu Ben Ointment."

Da Nei Gu Ben ointment?

Although he had never heard of it before, Mao Kun felt that the name sounded strangely cultured, "Let me tell you about this matter, don't worry, although I'm not smart, Xiao Qi understands these things very well, and I will definitely not let you suffer."

Xiao Qi didn't seem to talk much, he just stood behind, and when Mao Kun called him, he pursed his lips and smiled.

Bai Po just leaned here, looking at Xiao Qi, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen." Xiaoqi said.

"Not going to school?" Bai Jian tapped the phone screen with his slender fingertips, and his beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

This age should be in the first year of high school.

"Nine years of obligation, the orphanage let him go to junior high school and didn't let him continue to study. Later, he was tricked to Heishui Street, and I picked him up." Mao Kun explained for Xiaoqi, this kind of thing is for them Very usual, "By the way, sister, my godfather wants to meet you, are you going to Heishui Street?"

He looked at Bai Ke and asked for his opinion.

Mao Kun was originally a gangster, and it was just luck to be taken in by his godfather.

The godfather has a lot of talents in his hands, those people are like poisonous scorpions, they call "Young Master Mao" on their lips, but they don't take him seriously at all, and Mao Kun knows it well.

In the past few days, he has been valued by his godfather.

Mao Kun knew who it was because of, so when his godfather said he wanted to see Bai Po, he didn't agree for Bai Po.

Bai Po stood up straight, gently smoothed his sleeves, but did not return.

Mao Kun understood what Bai Po meant in seconds, but he just didn't want to see him. He always knew what Bai Po was thinking.

The cell phone rang suddenly.

Bai Po looked down and saw that it was Lu Xiaohan's call. She narrowed her eyes and picked it up directly.

There was a noisy voice from the other end of the phone, and there were intermittent yelling——

"Ah, Ah Kao, come quickly..."

Bai Po raised her head abruptly, without saying a word, she walked directly into the library, her skirt showing a cold arc.

Mao Kun and the others looked at each other and followed.