MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning

   "She studies literature." Ji Mulan couldn't help thinking of the bad things before, she wanted her to learn the theory before.

  Ji Mulan is born to be strong, so she naturally hopes that her daughter will excel.

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

   But Bai Po seems to be rebellious by nature. The more you force her, the more you will turn against her, so that she has made a group of cronies, eating, drinking and having fun.

  Ji Mulan looked out of the car window, and stopped mentioning this matter, "Her grades are really mediocre, when you see her, please forgive her."

  The man felt Ji Mulan's emotional changes.

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

   He was considerate and didn't mention it much, just 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 the product within a day of studying science.

  Study is not good, what about other aspects?

  She took the trouble to get Master Jian's invitation letter, hoping that she would practice guzheng well.

  Bai Po fell asleep in 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 the best tutor, but it was of no use at all. Ji Mulan also collapsed during that time.

  Ji Mulan has been outstanding since she was a child, and she really can't accept that her child can be 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."

  Listening to 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 arrived in Xiangcheng, and they have already gone to Jiangjing after starting to plan for Bai Po.

  **

  Bai Po over here hangs up the phone.

   There was no slight fluctuation in Ji Mulan's phone call.

  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, seeing 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.

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

  Bai Po saw that he still didn't leave, and his black eyes looked at him calmly, "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."

   "Alright," Jiang Fuli politely took the Coke from Bai Po's hand, his **** 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 is 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 looked away.

  I wish I could draw the Chuhe-Han boundary with Coke, who dares to ask Mr. Jiang’s things, he stepped back three steps: "No! Young Master Jiang, I have never drank Coke since I was a child!"

   He Wen felt like crying.

  Jiang Fuli glanced at him.

  Then leaned 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 hastily, he left the office with some incomprehensible holding of Coke.

  Jiang Fuli turned on the computer unhurriedly to watch the progress of the experiment.

  What kind of 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 long skirt today. The skirt and cuffs are embroidered with delicate orchids. Around the waist is a light blue belt, 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. It's enough for them to look good. They're living signs."

   "..."

"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.

  Bai Po can learn anytime and anywhere.

  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 and reciting vocabulary, 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 sees what Ren Wanxuan writes on blackboard newspapers, he can only exaggerate "really cool". Today is the first time he sees Ren Wanxuan write big characters with a brush.

   is still a very wild character.

   Show 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, and lowered his voice, "But I think your handwriting is still beautiful. Her handwriting feels indescribable. It doesn't look as comfortable as your handwriting."

   Zhang Shize was right.

  Bai Po's pavilions are all 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 to Ren Wanxuan's Liang Ti, Bai Po's pavilion style is already perfect.

  For more than a month, Class 15 was 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 carelessly, but didn't lift his head when he heard the words: "Is this the reason for you to write 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 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 Bai try too?"

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

   Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu heard this sentence.

  Ren Wanxuan paused with her dangling wrist.

  Bai Po can write big characters?

   She has a little inquiry on her face.

   It was the first time that the headmaster had heard that Bai Po wrote well. 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 Guange style."

   Pavilion style?

  The pensiveness on Ren Wanxuan's face disappeared, and the corner of her mouth curled up. Bai Jian practiced it, which turned out to be a pavilion style that even the calligraphy world looked down upon.

  Zhang Shize was still trying to sell 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 accepted her writing 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.

   Sure enough, like attracts like.

  She didn't want to talk to Zhang Shize much.

  After all, the other party has never learned calligraphy, so telling him is tantamount to playing the piano against 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 Bai Chi didn't know how to play the guzheng last time, she would have made a big fool of herself.

  Today he was targeting Ren Wanxuan on purpose. Hearing the words, 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 Guange 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, 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 behind and leaving the classroom.

  I think the style of pavilions and pavilions is really beautiful. Many people say that it is not artistic, and there are few good ones.

  Hey, good morning~