Chapter 55 0 Lan Jinghua, classmate Ren, you also come to see Tong Bai
Chapter 55 055 Lan Jinghua, classmate Ren, please take a look at classmate Bai's words (2)
Ren's family.
As soon as Ren Wanxuan came home, she saw Ren Qian telling the secretary, "Tobacco, do you have a channel? Get more tobacco."
The Secretary-General nodded.
Master Chen's subordinates have recently been looking for all kinds of tobacco, and he has also heard about it. Others seem to be peaceful on the surface, but they don't know how many people have been transferred out secretly.
Xiangcheng is not rich in tobacco.
They searched for all kinds of rare tobacco all over the country, as a stepping stone to open Chen Ye.
When Ren Qian went upstairs, the Secretary-General looked at Ren Wanxuan, "Miss, did the person from Class 15 ask you to apologize today?"
"No," Ren Wanxuan shook her head, but felt very uneasy, "The principal didn't look for me, so nothing happened, right?"
Even if people from Class 15 don’t come.
The principal should come too.
But Ren Wanxuan didn't wait for anyone all afternoon.
After she lost her temper that day, Ren Wanxuan didn't know the seriousness of the matter until she went back, but she couldn't bear to go to the principal.
Let the Secretary-General solve it.
"What can happen," the Secretary-General was very confident in Ren Wanxuan's strength, "What other methods do they have? Apart from you, can they find another person to assist them in filming this promotion?"
Listen to the comforting words of the Secretary-General.
Ren Wanxuan calmed down, which is correct.
"What you have to do now is to be patient and see who loses it first, strength is everything," the Secretary-General said with a smile, "Look, they will come to beg you tomorrow."
**
library.
Bai Po just sat down with Jiang He and received a message, which was a string of mobile phone numbers without notes—
【Let’s find a place to talk tomorrow. 】
There is no signature, and Bai Po knows that it is Ji Mulan.
She didn't reply.
On the other end of the phone, Ji Mulan was also depressed looking at the unanswered messages.
By his side, Xu En was having a video conference with the Chief Executive Officer. He frowned, "There is no tobacco channel under the banner? You can look for it again. Master Chen is in Xiangcheng, and the opportunity is rare."
Placing it in Jiangjing, they didn't even have a chance to meet Mr. Chen.
Ji Mulan doesn't understand these characters very well. There is indeed a big gap between her and Xu En. As Ji Heng said, it may not be a good thing to take Bai Po.
She sat quietly and listened without disturbing them.
Xu En turned off the video before looking at Ji Mulan, "Did she not agree to meet you?"
"Yes." Ji Mulan nodded, then shook her head again, "Tomorrow I will go directly to her."
Xu En didn't care about Bai Po, he only cared about his rejected invitation.
Bai Po was researching the Jiangjing University preparatory camp app in the library.
She's bad at chemistry.
I have always been too lazy to do the above questions, but coincidentally, the app of the Jiangjing University Preparatory Camp can skip the questions that I don’t know.
Bai Po did a physics problem and a math problem today.
"Started to do the quizzes?" Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows when he saw someone doing the quizzes for the preparatory camp of Jiangjing University as soon as he arrived upstairs.
Bai Po was pressing the paper with one hand, and was calculating a problem with a pen in the other. He was wearing a snow-white top, half lying on the table, under the lights of the library, his side face was as bright as jade, no matter how he looked at it, he felt gentle and beautiful.
She was very serious when she was doing her homework, but today people always feel that she is lazy and slow.
"What's that?" Bai Ke changed his posture, supported his chin with his hands, and lazily raised his head.
Seeing Jiang Fuli holding a glass bottle in his hand.
Light blue water, in which dark blue crystals like snow crystals are condensed.
Bai Po quickly attracted attention by this beautiful color.
There were not many people in the library, so Jiang Fuli sat across from her, leaned slightly on the back of the chair, and pushed the bottle over in a casual manner: "Blue crystal vase."
Bai Po took it, put down the light and quietly looked at the blue crystal flower that had been released from the bottle.
"It's made of glycine and basic copper carbonate." Jiang Fuli's light-colored eyes always looked cold, and he was sitting in the library at this time, and the lights added a touch of lingering, "You know this blue has a name. ?"
Bai Po is still observing the blue crystal flower.
From Jiang Fuli's mouth, she probably knew that it was made of chemicals.
"Klein blue." Jiang Fuli said lightly.
Bai Po nodded and said the name silently.
While speaking, Jiang Fuli saw Bai Po doing the app questions, he sat up a little bit, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Starting to do the questions?"
He always thought that Bai Po didn't want to do the questions.
I found out later that she was a little weak in chemistry and biology, but I didn't see her studying chemistry.
"Yes," Bai Po glanced at the phone, then smiled, "It seems that chemistry can be skipped."
A certain person hides his achievements and fame, and said calmly: "Very good."
Jiang He sat beside Bai Po, flipping through the dictionary expressionlessly.
"Jiangjing app will have a local training camp during your winter vacation." Jiang Fuli reached for Bai Po's phone and flipped it a little. "It's more helpful for chemistry."
It was the first time for Bai Po to hear that there was also a training camp, and he was thoughtful.
Nine o'clock.
The library is closed.
Jiang Fuli watched Bai Po pack his schoolbag, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he pondered for a while: "Chi Yundai made a lot of delicious food today."
Chi Yundai is the best cook Bai Po has ever seen.
She was a little hesitant about the food he cooked, but she still pulled up her schoolbag jacket with a "swipe", and turned her head towards Jiang Fuli, with some regrets, "Then you can only eat with Jiang Xiaoniao, I want Go back and have dinner with grandpa."
Ji Heng has been worrying about gains and losses for the past two days.
Bai Po would go back to eat with him every night.
"Your grandfather hasn't eaten yet?" Jiang Fuli looked at her.
"Well, you guys go to eat," Bai Po waved behind him, "I'll take the bus back."
After speaking, the bus stopped, and Bai Po got on the bus directly with his schoolbag.
Jiang Fuli watched the bus swaying away blankly, leaving only the **** of the bus for him.
Beside , Jiang He squatted on the ground.
Silently raised his head and glanced at Jiang Fuli.
Jiang Fuli looked at him condescendingly, and sneered: "Did you squat down for fear that others would find you?"
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**
The next day, Tuesday.
Bai Po didn't have lunch at noon, so he was going to make up a promotional video.
It was still the photographer from last time, he recognized Bai Po, and was very surprised: "Student Bai can also use beam body?"
Before Bai Po could speak, the principal next to him became excited. He looked at Bai Po with piercing eyes, and then explained to the photographer: "That's right, and classmate Bai wrote very well in Liang style."
Today I have to make up for the shot of writing big characters.
Bai Po took off his school uniform jacket, revealing the dark white shirt inside, and then took the Langhao pen.
"Just write on this cutting board." The photographer had a gentle voice. Since they were new candidates recommended by the principal, they naturally cooperated.
Bai Po stood in front of the chopping board.
Pressing the rice paper with one hand, and holding a Langhao pen in the other, with lowered eyebrows and eyes.
The hair is held loosely by a wooden hairpin.
The sun passed through the cracks in the trees and through the glass windows, and fell mottled on her body, covering her in a hazy and mysterious way.
It was clear that there were no other movements like Ren Wanxuan's, and everyone at the scene couldn't help but breathe lightly.
There is always an inexplicable aura about her, which is inextricably linked with the entire Xiangcheng.
This sense of collision between ancient and modern is too obvious.
Having not heard the next move for a long time, Bai Po raised his head and asked in surprise, "Can we start?"
"Ah," the photographer came back to his senses, "It's okay, it's okay, that's it, it feels good."
He turns on the machine.
Bai Po hangs his wrist and writes a line on the paper——
【Drinking drunkenly and killing all the bandits, breaking into Fengdu with one arrow and one arrow】
This is the line written on the stone in No. 1 Middle School, and it is also the line that Ren Wanxuan failed to write over and over again that day.
Bai 蔹 in one go.
The pen is smooth and flowing, her pen is strong and vigorous, and she felt overwhelming momentum yesterday when she wrote the principal with a black pen, let alone today she used the Langhao pen she is most used to!
At first glance, one can feel the murderous intent and arrogance of that word, that word, rushing towards one's face.
This line of words, one can imagine the scene of fighting the enemy bravely at a glance.
This is the charm of calligraphy.
This is the passionate resonance that Chinese people can feel imprinted in their DNA with just a single line.
After Bai Po finished writing, he also read the line for a while, very dissatisfied, then turned his head to look at the photographer: "I'll do it again."
Because this is publicity, it doesn't need to be perfect.
She didn't take off the iridium on her wrist, the wrist strength has not been achieved yet.
Bai Po was taking off the inkstone and was about to crumple the paper.
The headmaster quickly stopped him, and he took the paper from Bai Po's hand: "What are you doing again? It's so well written, why do you have to do it all over again?"
The cameraman also played back the video.
He doesn't understand fonts, but he can also feel the shock from the font of Bai Po.
The last time he took pictures of Ren Wanxuan, he knew that calligraphers also need to be in a good state when they are writing. If they are in a good state, they can write well.
Bai Po's writing is so good, what if she can't write it if it is destroyed?
"Student Bai, that's it." The headmaster dried the ink carefully without taking his eyes off the words: "You go back to class first, this word is just like this."
Looking like this, I'm afraid that Bai Chi will rub the paper.
Obviously, he thinks the same as the photographer.
Bai Po: "..."
She opened her mouth, wanting to explain.
Then the photographer pushed out the door.
Bai Po looked at the closed door speechlessly, "Principal, my school uniform."
The door was opened a crack.
School uniforms are thrown out.
Bai Po took the school uniform and looked at the door for a while—
Fine.
She walked slowly towards the cafeteria.
Because the shooting was done very quickly, most of the students hadn't finished eating yet. As soon as Bai Po entered the cafeteria, Lu Xiaohan waved to her: "Here!"
Lu Xiaohan made a meal for Bai Po.
**
A group of people finished their meal before returning to class.
On the way, I happened to meet the group of Class 8.
Ren Wanxuan Chen said that they had just finished eating, and the two sides didn't have a good impression of each other, but at least they maintained a superficial peace.
Ren Wanxuan stared at Zhang Shize quietly.
Goose bumps all over Zhang Shize's body, "Sister Su, let's go, there are dirty things!"
He said exaggeratedly, and left with the fifteenth class.
After that, Ren Wanxuan's complexion became even worse. She thought that Zhang Shize came to apologize on purpose, so why did she just leave?
Beside her, Chen Zhu also remembered the incident last time, "How did you deal with that incident?"
"I don't know," Ren Wanxuan was also depressed. She knew that today was the shooting time at noon, but Zhang Shize didn't look for her, nor did the principal, "I'll go find the principal."
This incident was weird from beginning to end.
The secretary-general asked her to stand still, and the principal and Class 15 would always come to her.
She was really full of confidence at the beginning, and she didn't take it to heart at all, but now the time has passed, and she hasn't seen anyone come to apologize to her!
Ren Wanxuan started to panic.
She went to the principal's office to find him, but the principal was not in the office at this time.
Ren Wanxuan waited patiently for another ten minutes before he arrived late.
"Student Ren," the principal was very surprised when he saw Ren Wanxuan, and then wanted to understand something, he smiled, but didn't say directly: "Sit down first."
Wait for Ren Wanxuan to sit down.
The principal just poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "Is there something that classmate Ren is looking for me?"
Ren Wanxuan looked at the principal's calm expression and knew that something was different, not as she and the Secretary-General imagined.
"Principal," Ren Wanxuan has always had no problem with her demeanor, she is very polite, "Don't pay attention to what my grandfather's secretary said about the cultural tourism promotion."
This is to give the steps.
The principal smiled with a gentle voice: "So you forgive Zhang Shize?"
"Everyone is a classmate."
The principal nodded, "That's good."
I didn't say anything else.
Ren Wanxuan waited for the principal to take over the steps, but the principal fell silent after saying "That's good".
Seeing that Ren Wanxuan hadn't left yet, the principal was surprised: "Is there anything else for student Ren?"
She bit her lip, looked at the principal, and said almost humiliatingly: "I will go to shoot a promotional video."
"Promotional video?" The principal looked up from the computer, and then smiled: "This, I forgot to tell you, just now, classmate Bai Po has already filmed it."
Ren Wanxuan's humiliated face instantly turned into shock, and her heart missed two beats: "What?!"
The headmaster continued to wave at her calmly: "You don't know, do you? Student Bai actually knows how to body. I'm watching the video she shot. You, Student Ren, have a look too."
Good morning, it’s the 15th, let’s get a monthly ticket for Sister Jiang Jiang today.
(Who of you can make me a blue crystal flower to see, meow, I have been away from the chemistry laboratory for a long time.
Oh yes, I write more than 7,000 words a day, and the model worker is me! No kidding treasures, it’s just that there are not many chapters...)
(end of this chapter)