MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning

   "Miss Bai, you, you mean..."

  After meeting An Qi and Man Xi one after another, Sister Xin felt that the entertainment industry was just like this.

  An Qi met the even more popular Man Xi and stepped on Yan Lu with his backhand, and sang all the way. It was Yan Lu's good fortune to meet Bai Po Zhang Shize, and now...

  Miss Bai is trying to deify Yan Lu.

  Bai Po had already seen Jiang He at the intersection, and his sharp edge faded, and he became lazy again: "If she develops, I can try."

   Then he waved casually at Sister Xin, and picked up Jiang He who was squatting on the ground by the way.

  Ming Dongheng was on the phone, when he saw Bai Po, he cut off the phone, "Miss Bai, where are you going?"

   "Book Association." She carried Jiang He to the car.

  Ming Dongheng drove the car towards the Book Association.

   "Sister Xin?" Wen Qi called her boldly.

   "Ah," Sister Xin was still standing there, she came to her senses, "I'll treat you to dinner another day, I'll go find Yan Lu!"

   Yan Lu was still filming in Xiangcheng, and Sister Xin decided to tell her about it in person.

  **

   Book Association.

  Jian Zhe is comforting Qiu Xuezheng, "Teacher Qiu, teach her to be gentle and stop being so violent. Take a break and let me do it."

  Bai Po sat at the corner of the Eight Immortals table, poured a cup of tea for Qiu Xuezheng, and crossed his legs to look through the accounts.

   Not far away, Jian Zhe was gently speaking to Qiu Xuezheng's granddaughter.

  Jiang He ran over to watch it for a while, then sat back beside Bai Po in shock, and took a sip of the water Bai Po poured for him.

   "What's wrong?" Bai Po rubbed his head.

  Jiang He shook his head very silently.

   One minute later.

   Jian Zhe's gentle voice gradually became manic, "Let me explain to you again, a 10 and a 4 add up to 14. How much is a 10 and a 6 added up to?"

   “…14.”

   "How much?!" Jian Zhe, who was usually calm and dignified, started to go crazy.

   "Ten, ten plus...plus six..."

  Jian Zhe, "Yes, how much should a 10 be and a 6 be? Think again, think carefully, baby!"

   "...10?"

  Bai Po listened quietly, and the veins on her forehead began to throb. Sometimes she felt that Jiang Fuli was too harsh on Tang Ming and the others.

  In this era, when Jiang Fuli taught Tang Ming and them, the difficulty should be that Jian Zhe taught this baby, think about it—

  Jiang Fuli: 【10+5=15】

   Neither of them understood.

  Jiang Fuli is indifferent and repeats.

  Ning Xiao understood.

  Tang Ming: [But why not 14...]

  Jiang Fuli: 【Academician Tang】

  Tang Ming: [Teacher Jiang? 】

  Jiang Fuli: [Don’t dare to be that, I’ll apply for a patent for you here]

  She suddenly felt that sometimes she had to understand Mr. Jiang.

   Qiu Xuezheng pressed his hands on the table and was about to get up. Bai Po came back to his senses and quickly stopped him, "Mr. Qiu, where is our seminar this week..."

   "Two new teachers are here." Holding the teacup, Qiu Xuezheng calmed down to discuss business with Bai Po, "Jian Zhe said you have ideas about the martial arts gym next door? There are a lot of people who have come to see them these two days."

   "A lot?" Bai Po was surprised.

  Qiu Xuezheng nodded, "A special tourist line is planned here, and many people want to buy their houses."

  The tour route is from the railway station to the city gate, Qingshui Street, from the west of the city all the way to the east of the city.

  The Calligraphy Association is owned by the public, but the private use of the martial arts hall occupies a large area, and many people are staring at it.

  Bai Po looked in the direction of the martial arts hall and thought to himself, then the chances of reopening the martial arts hall should be higher.

  She closed the file and took out her mobile phone. The boss of the martial arts gym did not contact her. She glanced at the message and found that it was Dean Jian's reply.

  Dean Jian: [You don’t need to send it here]

  Dean Jian: [You give me the address, I will pick it up myself]

  Bai Jian: 【. 】

  Bai Jian: [When I am admitted to Jiangjing University next year, I will bring it to you]

  Dean Jian: [Then you won't pass the exam]

  …

  Bai Po looked at Dean Jian's news, took a screenshot and sent it to Jiang Fuli.

   Didn't say anything else.

  Master Jiang didn't reply.

  At seven o'clock, Bai Po took Jiang He back, and just after leaving the gate of the Book Association, he ran into the former secretary-general who had just arrived at the gate of the Wuguan.

  When he saw Bai Po coming out, he stopped for a while, feeling very good: "Miss Bai, long time no see."

  Zhou Jian didn't mind Bai Po's attitude at all, he curled his lips, but his smile was a little sinister: "I said why Miss Bai is so angry, it turns out that there is Xu's family here."

   After finishing speaking, he walked into the martial arts hall.

  Bai Po couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard him mention the Xu family.

  Jiang He tugged at the corner of Bai Po's school uniform, and when Bai Po looked up, he saw Jiang Fuli who had parked his car at the intersection.

  He leaned casually against the door of the car, holding a mobile phone to talk to someone, his brows and eyes slightly drooping, and his whole body looked blurred under the streetlights, an uninhabited flower of the high mountains.

  Bai Po temporarily put aside the Secretary-General's affairs and walked over there.

  Seeing Bai Po and Jiang He coming out, he said in a low voice and hung up the phone.

  Jiang Fuli looked at Bai Po, with a cold face: "Who?"

  Bai Po was slightly taken aback.

  She remembered that Jiang Fuli usually had to finish his weekend work on Fridays.

   After a moment of reaction, he realized that he should be asking about Dean Jian.

   "It's Dean Jian, Dean Jian of the Conservatory of Music," Bai Po sighed slightly. If she had known that he would be back soon, she would not have sent it. "I sent it to you for fun."

  Jiang Fuli wondered who Dean Jian was: "Heh."

  Dean Jian of the Jiangjing Conservatory of Music sneezed while holding his teacup, and muttered, "It's time to wear a down jacket, but don't catch a cold."

  Jiang Fuli opened the car door and let Bai Po get into the car.

  After waiting for others to get into the car, he casually carried Jiang He to the back seat.

   Cool off the slag.

  Bai Po fastened his seat belt, looked at Jiang Fuli who opened the driver's door, and said, "Listen whatever you want."

  Jiang Fuli head only responded: "Oh."

  Bai Po slowly took out her mobile phone, looked at it for a while, and said softly, "I'm definitely going to be admitted to Jiangjing University."

  There is a statue of the teacher there.

   Going again, she hopes to meet him as his proudest student.

  Jiang Fuli tilted his head to look at her, Bai Po's whole face was covered in shadow, his eyebrows were drooping, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

  Jiang Fuli started the car, "Then do you study quantum mechanics or dark matter?"

   "Huh?" Bai Po couldn't keep up with his brain circuit, and his thoughts suddenly went from Liang Zewen to Dean Ma: "Quantum mechanics... right."

  Jiang Fuli drove the car onto the main road, his body relaxed a little: "Dean Ma also studies many things, quantum mechanics is one of them, and there are other laboratories."

   "Why are you studying dark matter?" Bai Po lowered the car window, rested his right elbow lazily on the car window, and looked at him tiltedly.

Jiang Fuli talked about this for the first time, "When I was reading books, I found that the gravitational force of matter is far from enough to maintain the rotation of galaxies. This is a very paradoxical thing. They all suspect that dark matter exists at high latitudes. Other countries They are all researching, if there is no research, there will be no development, which means that human civilization has come to an end."

  It is a terrible thing if the civilization of a species comes to an end.

  Whether it is dark matter, quantum mechanics or superconductivity, the next step in the development of civilization requires constant trial and error.

  The topic of the two changed from Jiangjing University to dark matter and quantum mechanics. Jiang He hugged the Chinese cabbage pillow in the back seat and listened very carefully.

   Halfway through the car, Ji Heng called.

  The white scorpion picks it up.

  Ji Heng asked when she would be home, and after asking, he heard the soft sound of the zither on the other end of the phone, "Is that Jiang?"

  Ji Heng here, Jiang He is Xiaohe.

  Jiang Fuli is the one whose surname is Jiang.

   "Yeah." Bai Chi leaned against the back of the chair loosely.

  Ji Heng was silent for a long while, he made indirect comments about the situation of Jiang He's family, Jiang He and Jiang Fuli's parents both died early, about five minutes later, he said coldly: "Then let him come with you."

  Ji Shaojun's current residence is close to Ji Heng's, and he brought some vegetables to see Ji Heng today.

  When Bai Po and Jiang Fuli and Jiang He arrived, Ji Heng was playing backgammon with Lance in the yard, discussing about going fishing tomorrow. Lance was wearing a floral coat and said excitedly that he would catch several fish.

  Ji Shaojun was cooking in the kitchen, Shen Qing had almost recovered, and was helping Ji Shaojun wash the vegetables.

   Seeing Bai Po come back, she put the washed dishes beside Ji Shaojun: "Ah Po, you are back!"

   "Little Jiang." Shen Qing is very easy-going when facing Jiang Fuli now.

  "Auntie." Jiang Fuli was wearing a black windbreaker, and under the incandescent lights of the compound, his eyebrows were not as cold as usual.

   At this time, it seems very polite.

  Jiang He raised his head, he was a little dumbfounded looking at Jiang Fuli.

   Lance’s chess skills have improved by leaps and bounds recently. Ji Heng has been unable to win a game since he was invincible, so he beckoned to Jiang Fuli and gave up his position to Jiang Fuli, “Gobang, will you?”

  Jiang Fuli nodded in surprise.

"You come."

  Lance is killing all directions at this time, seeing that it is not Jiang He, he is very confident: "OKOK!"

  Jiang Fuli picked up a white stone casually.

  Lance picked up the sunspot, he glanced at Jiang Fuli, "Didn't I crawl through it!"

  Jiang He looked at the complacent Lance.

   In just thirty seconds, the smile on Lance's mouth froze, and he took the sunspot back.

restart.

   Another minute, and he's gone.

  Lance is thinking for 55 seconds of the minute.

   "Mud!" Lance stood up wow-wow, carried Jiang He over, and let him and Jiang Fu leave.

  Jiang He: "..."

  Jiang Fuli glanced at Jiang He casually, and let him go first. Jiang He silently made a move, and the two of them didn't need to think about playing chess—

  Ten seconds to determine the outcome.

  Lance and Ji Heng squatted aside, and they looked at Jiang He, who lost in seven moves: "..."

  Lance murmured to Ji Heng: "It turns out that mud is the eloquent."

   Ji Heng, who was suddenly put in a cauldron, also began to doubt himself.

  In the back, I find people in the alley to play chess every day, and the people in the alley are misunderstood by him and doubt their lives.

   Twenty minutes later.

   Chen Ju, who received the news from Jiang Fuli, brought over the shredded tobacco from Jiang Fuli.

  Then heroically sat on the table, listening to Shen Qing's "Xiao Jiang" on the left and "Xiao Jiang" on the right.

  Chen Ju posted a circle of friends: [[My life is over.jpg]]

  Ming Dongheng liked it.

  **

  The next day, Saturday.

  Chinese in the morning, Mathematics and English in the afternoon.

  Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School does not have a college entrance examination time system.

   It's past five o'clock after the English test.

  Tang Ming mixed with a group of Class 15, discussing the finale math problem with Ning Xiao.

   "Do you understand what they are saying?" Wen Qi quietly asked the others.

  This time the math problem is not difficult, but Wen Qi didn't make it to the last one.

  Yang Lin glanced at Wen Qi, but said nothing.

Lu Xiaohan didn't see it, just said "oh", and suddenly realized: "So it is like this, so g'(x) is compared with 3+a in the end? When a is greater than or equal to -3, g'(x) is greater than 0 , the original monotonically increasing, right..."

  Tang Ming looked at Lu Xiaohan's admiring eyes, "...Yes, there are three zeros, the first question is very simple."

  Bai Po walked at the back, holding a mobile phone and sending messages to Yan Lu.

  When Yan Lu called Bai Po, she was taking an exam, and when she didn't get through, Yan Lu left her a message about the song.

  Since Bai Po wants to write a song for Yan Lu, this involves the contract and the record company.

  Time Entertainment has a record subsidiary company, including An Qi, and Sister Xin doesn't plan to sign with them.

   Guessing that Yan Lu should be filming now, Bai Po didn't answer the call, so he sent Yan Lu to WeChat—

【1】

   Yan Lu has just released a new song, and now she is serious about filming, so she is not in a hurry for her new song.

  **

at the same time.

Hospital.

  Ji Mulan got out of the ambulance with a pale face, trotted all the way to catch up with the emergency doctor: "Doctor, how is he?"

   "Did the patient faint suddenly? There was no sign at all?" The doctor put away his stethoscope and asked about his condition.

  Ji Mulan nodded. At this time, she was still able to stay awake. "He fainted suddenly at the construction site. Before that, he just had occasional headaches and had no other symptoms."

   As she spoke, she gave the doctor the headache medicine that Xu En took.

  The doctor looked down at the medicine and had a migraine.

  The nurse hurriedly pushed Xu En to the emergency room.

  Blood drawing, EEG, head CT...

   Half an hour later.

  The doctor frowned and came out with routine blood tests and EEG. Assistant Xu En and Ji Mulan gathered around: "Doctor, how are you?"

   "Still in a coma," the doctor had never seen such a complicated case before, and handed the test results to Ji Mulan, "The strange thing is, I can't find any source. Has the patient eaten anything recently?"

   Assistant Xu En wiped his sweat. He couldn't bear Xu En's accident here. He calmly recalled the recent dinner: "It's all ordinary food."

   "We have called a neurosurgery specialist for consultation." The doctor had no idea, and the nurse over there told him that the neurologist had arrived.

  The doctors all surrounded the emergency room.

   Xu En's heartbeat recovered, his EEG was abnormal, and he was still unconscious.

   When he came out again, the doctor in the emergency room looked at Ji Mulan, "I suggest you transfer to a higher-level hospital."

   "What?" Ji Mulan thought Xu En was exhausted or had a blood pressure problem, but she didn't expect the hospital to say it was so serious, and she became short.

   Somewhat out of proportion.

  Xu En's assistant took out his mobile phone and was about to contact Jiang Jing.

  The neurologist next to him recognized Assistant Xu En and his group. They were frequent guests of VIP before, and they often went to see Ji Shaojun.

   "Our hospital just replaced the latest testing equipment last month," the neurologist explained to the assistant. "Many people in the northern city have come here for examinations. We have just checked the patient's physical condition with the new equipment. We suspect..."

   "What?" Ji Mulan looked up, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

  The assistant also looked at the doctor's nameplate and said, "Doctor Li, tell me."

"This is a kind of neurotoxin in the world," Dr. Li said calmly. "In this case, even if you send it to Jiangjing, there is nothing you can do. Neurotoxins are banned in our country, and only certain foreign laboratories have antidotes. If If you know people from abroad, you need to contact them quickly, the longer the delay, the greater the damage to the patient's brain and body."

   "Nerve agent?" Ji Mulan and the assistant looked at each other, and they both saw shock in the other's eyes.

  A foreign nerve agent?

   Both of them heard this term for the first time.

  Foreign laboratories...

  The assistant immediately realized that this matter was beyond his ability to handle.

  He took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Jing.

   Instead of calling Mrs. Xu, she called Xu Wenyao, who was studying at Jiangjing University.

   In this situation, Mrs. Xu may not be able to do anything about it. Xu Wenyao has many friends studying abroad, and it is possible to find a solution.

   "Master," the assistant succinctly described the whole incident clearly, "I still don't know what the poison is. Do you know any foreign students who know the antidote..."

  Jiangjing University self-study room.

  In this season, Jiangjing is much colder than Xiangcheng. Xu Wenyao came out to answer the phone with a padded jacket, only wearing a white sweater, and his gentle expression disappeared. "Foreign laboratory?"

   At this time, what we need at this time is the network of classmates who are studying biomedicine abroad.

Xu Wenyao knew a lot of people, and there were a few well-to-do students who were studying pharmaceuticals abroad. Hearing him mention nerve agents, those classmates were silent for a while, and smiled bitterly: "Brother Xu, as far as I know, the amount of this antidote that can be produced is no more than 100%. Two labs, I'm only a sophomore now. I can't even get into the school lab, you think too highly of me..."

  Almost all friends in the pharmaceutical industry gave the same answer.

  Xu Wenyao took a deep breath, called Xu En's assistant back, and asked someone to transfer Xu En back to Jiangjing first.

   Regardless of whether an antidote can be found or not, Jiangjing's medical conditions are much better than Xiangcheng's.

  ＊＊

  Xiangcheng Hospital.

  As soon as the assistant received the news of the transfer, he gave orders immediately, and finally said to Ji Mulan: "Xiangcheng's construction is still going on, I can't leave, sir, it's up to you on the way back to Jiangjing."

   "Really want to go back to Jiangjing?" Ji Mulan tried hard to calm down, but her voice was still trembling, "He...his situation..."

   "The use of this poison is prohibited in China. The young master said that it is only available internationally, and there are only one or two laboratories abroad that can research antidotes." The assistant shook his head, his voice was very quiet, "I can only go back to Jiangjing first."

   "Domestic use is prohibited, that's..." Ji Mulan said halfway, when he suddenly remembered that the next door to Qingshui Street is the national border.

  There are mixed fish and dragons there, and everything is there.

  Her voice suddenly became hoarse.

  The phone rang, and Ji Mulan took it out and picked it up.

   "Grandpa asked why you haven't arrived yet?" It was Bai Po's voice.

  Ji Mulan was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at the phone, only to realize that it belonged to Xu En.

   "He can't come now," Ji Mulan said in a low voice with a hoarse voice, "We have to go back to Jiangjing first."

  Bai Po frowned slightly, looked out of the door calmly, and said in a cold and slow tone: "What's wrong with him?"