Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

"She studies literature." Ji Mulan couldn't help thinking of the bad things she had done before. She wanted her to study literature before.

Ji Mulan was born to be strong, so she naturally hoped that her daughter would excel.

She has forced Bai Po to learn everything since she was a child.

But Bai Po seemed to be rebellious by nature, the more he forced her, the more he turned against her, so that he made a group of cronies, eating, drinking and having fun.

Ji Mulan looked out of the car window, and didn't want to mention it any more, "Her grades are really average, when you see her, please forgive her."

The man felt Ji Mulan's emotional change.

Knowing that her child's grades should be extremely bad.

On the contrary, he was considerate and didn't mention it much. He only smiled consolingly, "Grade doesn't mean everything. Every child is different. Parents have to accept all the grades of their children."

Ji Mulan smiled, but did not speak.

It's not just grades.

She insisted on sending Bai Ke to the best science class, but the science class returned it within a day of studying science.

If you don't study well, what about other aspects?

She took pains to get Master Jian's apprenticeship letter, hoping that she would practice guzheng well.

Bai Po fell asleep during the guzheng class, and the guzheng teacher was so angry that Bai Po never came to Bai's house again.

She gave Bai Po the best environment and hired her the best tutor, but it was of no use at all. Ji Mulan also collapsed during that time.

Ji Mulan has been excellent since she was a child, and she really can't accept that her child is so mediocre, especially——

With Bai Qiming's two illegitimate children being so outstanding!

"When I finish my work in Xiangcheng, I will take her to Jiangjing," the man closed the document and comforted Ji Mulan, "Find her an international private school, and everything will be fine."

After hearing these words, Ji Mulan didn't reply.

Of course, neither of them thought that Bai Po would disagree with going to Jiangjing with them.

Not to mention Ji Mulan, men have never thought about it.

They haven't even been to Xiangcheng, and they have already gone to Jiangjing after starting to plan for Baijia.

**

Bai Ke over here hangs up the phone.

There was no fluctuation in the call to Ji Mulan.

In the memory of the original owner, the relationship with Ji Mulan was not very good.

"Aren't you busy waiting?" Bai Po glanced at Jiang Fuli, saw Jiang He coldly glanced at him, couldn't help but smiled, "Jiang He put me here, let Xiao Ming pick him up later."

She asked Lu Xiaohan to take Jiang He to the milk tea shop first.

Lu Xiaohan took Jiang He in as if fleeing.

"En." Jiang Fuli put one hand in his pocket, his eyelashes drooped, and his face was cold.

Seeing that he still didn't leave, Bai Po looked at him calmly with his black eyes, "Is there anything else?"

"No," Jiang Fuli said casually, "I'm a little thirsty."

ah?

Bai Po raised the Coke given by Zhang Shize in Yang's hand, and felt that it didn't fit his overall aura, "I only have this."

"That's fine," Jiang Fuli politely took the Coke from Bai Ke's hand, his middle finger and ring finger stuck to the mouth of the bottle, and his eyelashes were half closed: "Thank you."

Bai Po watched him take the Coke and walk away.

The noble and indifferent Mr. Jiang was holding a bottle of Coke.

All the way to the lab.

Wherever he passed, most people couldn't help but glance at the Coke in his hand.

In the laboratory, only He Wen usually received less scolding. When he went to help the team members report their tasks, he couldn't help but stare at the Coke on the table.

Jiang Fuli picked up the glasses and put them on the bridge of the nose slowly, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, calm and indifferent: "Do you want it?"

He Wen quickly closed his eyes.

I can't wait to draw the Chuhe-Han border with Coke, who dares to ask Mr. Jiang's things, he took three steps back: "No! Young Master Jiang, I have never drank Coke since I was a child!"

He Wen wanted to cry a little.

Jiang Fuli glanced at him.

Then he leaned over slightly, casually picked up the Coke and handed it to He Wen, his fine hair drooping slightly, "You want it."

This time Mr. Jiang is not a rhetorical question, but a declarative sentence.

"ah?"

He Wen took the Coke in a daze.

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze, and his cold gaze swept over through the lens.

He Wen shook his head quickly, he left the office with some incomprehension in his arms while holding the Coke.

Only then did Jiang Fuli unhurriedly turn on the computer to watch the progress of the experiment.

What cola is too unhealthy.

He thought coldly.

**

the next day.

Saturday.

Bai Po got up early in the morning, first took his schoolbag to the library, and let Jiang He and Ning Xiao Tang Ming look at it.

She goes to school first.

Today, the school has a rehearsal of the Xiangcheng style video.

Zhang Shize lives next to the school, yawning and arriving at the screen recording classroom at the same time as Bai Po.

When they arrived, all the staff in charge of filming in the classroom had already arrived, except for Bai Po and Zhang Shize, Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu.

At this time, they are filming the big character session for Ren Wanxuan.

Xiangcheng is more famous for its ancient capital, as well as the handwriting of Mr. Bai Xiang left on the city wall, Liang Ti and Guzheng are very popular.

To attract investors, it is natural to show the demeanor of Xiangcheng, and the screen recorder is teaching Ren Wanxuan the best angle.

Seeing Bai Po and Zhang Shize coming in, Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu were both stunned.

Neither side expected the other to be there.

When the staff saw Bai Po, their eyes lit up.

Bai Po is wearing an ankle-length tea-white dress today, with delicate orchids embroidered on the skirt and cuffs, and a light blue belt around the waist, which is loosely tied, outlining a thin figure.

Apart from this simple outfit, there are no other accessories.

The skirt swayed gently with the steps, like the misty and rainy Xiangcheng ink painting.

"There are all handsome men and beautiful women in the first middle school," the female staff member lowered her voice, looked at the planning book, and said to the people around her: "The two who came later are even more beautiful. What are they going to shoot?"

"There is no specific content, just read the poems of the tower, the main thing is to look good, do you understand?"

"That's it? Isn't that just a background board?" The female staff member was surprised.

"The focus is not on the two of them. It's mainly on Teacher Qiu's apprentice. Let's shoot the calligraphy first. As long as they look good, they are a living sign."

"..."

"Student Bai, classmate Zhang is here, please wait a moment and sit beside me for a while," the principal was watching Ren Wanxuan writing, smiling and turning his head to Bai Po and Zhang Shize and said, "Let them take pictures of these two classmates first." over."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head quickly and stared intently at Ren Wanxuan's words.

You can study at any time and any place.

She nodded, found a place to take out her mobile phone, and began to recite words slowly.

Zhang Shize leaned to one side bored, watching Bai Po reciting vocabulary again, he couldn't help touching his nose, and went to watch the filming of Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan.

Ren Wanxuan wrote Liang style over and over again.

The words about Ren Wanxuan in the school are amazing.

Zhang Shize doesn't know much about Chinese characters. Occasionally, when he saw Ren Wanxuan's writing on blackboard newspapers, he would only praise "It's really cool". Today was the first time he saw Ren Wanxuan write big characters with a brush.

It is still a very wild big character.

Express your personality as you like.

He glanced at it and thought it was well written.

but--

Zhang Shize put his pockets in his pockets again, lazily returned to Bai Po's side, and lowered his voice, "But I think your handwriting is still beautiful. Her handwriting feels indescribable, and it doesn't look as comfortable as your handwriting."

Zhang Shize was right in saying this.

Each of Bai Po's pavilions is the same size, and the characters are precise and elegant, especially Bai Po's wrist strength is good.

Even in the strict and standardized pavilion style, she has written her own unique style.

Compared with Ren Wanxuan's Liang Ti, which is much less advanced, Bai Jian's pavilion style is already perfect.

For more than a month, Class 15 has suffered unspeakably from being tortured by the white font.

Especially Zhang Shize.

Because most of the teachers started to criticize other students after reading Bai Po's words.

Bai Po scribbled words lazily, but didn't lift his head when he heard the words: "Is this the reason you wrote Gou Crawling?"

Zhang Shize looked up to the sky, and began to think why he was talking to Bai Po.

He went to talk to the principal.

"Don't you think that classmate Bai can also write well?" Zhang Shize is very popular in school because he is handsome, participates in many activities, and gets along well with the principal and teachers. "Why don't you let classmate Bai try?"

The principal was standing a few steps away from Ren Wanxuan.

Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu heard this sentence.

Ren Wanxuan's dangling wrist stopped.

Bai Po can write big characters?

There was a little inquiry on her face.

It was the first time the headmaster had heard that Bai Po's handwriting was good, and he looked at Zhang Shize in surprise: "Really? Why hasn't anyone said that?"

Chen Zhu looked up at Zhang Shize, he had seen Bai Po's handwriting: "Student Bai wrote in Guan Ge style."

Pavilion style?

The deep thought on Ren Wanxuan's face disappeared, and the corners of her mouth curled up. Bai Jian's practice turned out to be a pavilion style that even the calligraphy world looked down upon.

Zhang Shize was still selling Bai Po's pavilion style to the principal. He glanced at Ren Wanxuan's handwriting: "Student Bai's writing is much better than that of Class 8 students. Principal, you can't favor one over another."

After Ren Wanxuan finished writing a word, the photographer took her writing down and took out another piece of paper to write on.

I remembered that Bai Po said that the body of the Bai family was nothing more than that.

As expected, like attracts like.

She didn't want to talk more with Zhang Shize.

After all, the other party has never learned calligraphy, so telling him is tantamount to playing the piano with a cow.

But in order to elevate Bai Po, the other party said that her handwriting was not as good as Bai Po's style.

She glanced at Bai Po, and then said: "Zhang Shize, do you know that Guan Ge style is always scoffed at in the calligraphy world? Because Guan Ge style is not artistic, it is not worthy of being called calligraphy. You use Guan Ge style and my brother Liang Body ratio? I'm not afraid of others laughing my teeth out."

Zhang Shize was upset with Ren Wanxuan.

If it wasn't for Bai Ke who could play the guzheng last time, she would have made a big fool of herself.

Today he was targeting Ren Wanxuan on purpose. Hearing this, he said mockingly to Ren Wanxuan: "Then you calligraphers should go and wash your eyes. Your calligraphy is not as good as our elder sister's style."

He glanced at the big characters on the side, put his hands in his pockets, and said to Ren Wanxuan with his mouth, "Trash, rubbish, it's far away."

"You..." Ren Wanxuan was so angry that her hands trembled, and she kept herself upbringing. She couldn't say what Zhang Shize said, "Principal, since he thinks that my Liang style writing is not good, then you can find good ones to write!"

She was used to being self-willed, and she put down the brush with a "snap", as if she was going to leave, leaving everyone and left the classroom.

I think the style of pavilions and pavilions is really beautiful. Many people say that it has no artistry, and there are few good ones.

Hey, good morning~