Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 152

"What books do you usually read?" Bai Qian knocked on the table and asked Jian Zhe. She had never asked Jian Zhe about it, but she only knew roughly what was taught in school now.

Jian Zhe has been writing Chinese characters with his family since he was born. The Jian family is a scholarly family, and they have also trained their children since childhood.

 But this generation is under the pressure of Jian Rong, Jian Zhonghai is not that concerned about the education of his grandchildren, and puts all his attention on Jian Rong.

Hearing Bai Qian ask what books he likes to read, Jian Zhe paused for a moment, then looked at Bai Qian and said hesitantly: "The Reborn Dragon Aotian, the Beautiful Bodyguard, the School Beauty..."

 She made a pause gesture.

Jian Zhe scratched his head, "Hey, aren't you very promising?"

"No, there are still people who just want to be second-rate." Bai Qian has no problem with this.

 She has accepted red tape since she was a child, but still maintains her true nature, because of Liang Zewen.

Liang Zewen's way of educating people is very special. He never kills a person's character. Education is to make people conform to the laws of nature and make his students become a complete personality.

  She was just... touched by the word "rebirth". Is there such a book?

Bai Qian silently wrote down the title of the book, and then looked at Jian Zhe: "But if you want to take the Jiang Yi exam, you should put down these hobbies first, and then read the Thirteen Classics after passing the Jiang Yi exam."

 Cultivation of ancient literary literacy is the most important thing.

"I read this book last night. You should read this one first." Bai Qian didn't know how well Jian Zhe studied in college, but if he wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, he must have basic skills. "You need to be proficient in the interpretation of ancient Chinese phonology and syntax." Master it, so that you can read the literature. If you don't understand something, ask me.”

 Similarly, modern Chinese is also an art.

 Fortunately, her former classmate Bai Zian left her with precious memories of nineteen years. Coupled with her own memories of twenty-three years in ancient times, she has more than forty years of knowledge and insights that ordinary people cannot have.

 Jian Zhe took the ancient Chinese classics given to him by Bai Qian.

 Very surprised.

Most people think that the current postgraduate entrance examination of classical literature is quite easy, but in fact the objective questions are not difficult, and the subjective essay questions are extremely difficult.

The test question that Jian Zhe took yesterday was "...It is advisable to prepare good laws to stimulate them."

This kind of question is to test the students' literary foundation and breadth of knowledge. Jian Zhe did not expect that Bai Qian would actually study it.

 He lowered his head and read the book carefully.

 About ten minutes.

Two figures, one large and one small, walked up the stairs slowly. The figure walking in front had long legs. Although he walked slowly, he took a big step. The little figure behind climbed the stairs with difficulty, trying to keep up with him. footsteps.

Jian Zhe suddenly noticed that the two people opposite him suddenly sat upright.

Before he had time to think about why, a cold voice suddenly came from above his head -

 “Why is he here?”

Mr. Jiang?

Jian Zhe raised his head. Jiang Fuli was standing next to Bai Qian, his hand on the back of the chair, looking at him casually.

Jian Zhe's scalp was numb. He never expected that he would meet Jiang Fuli in the library. He wanted to stand up, but Jiang Fuli waved his hand at him.

"He's here to read a book," Bai Qian said in a low voice, "He wants to take the Jiang Yi test."

Jiang Fuli pulled up the seat next to Bai Qian and sat down, glanced at Jian Zhe, and finally put it on his basic language book, "...Come on."

　　The last two words were spoken silently.

 Jiang He sat opposite Jiang Fuli, and a group of six people were reading and writing questions.

 Occasionally Ning Xiao would ask Jiang Fuli questions.

 After Jian had been philosophizing for half an hour, he was about to take out his mobile phone to watch some videos. When he looked up, he saw that everyone at the table, including Jiang He, was reading seriously.

he:"…"

 Him silently put down his cell phone and continued reading. He felt like he had been reading for a century.

 Looking up again, the five people around me were doing nothing else except reading the review and answering questions.

Jian Zhe looked down at the time on his phone. It had only been an hour?

The first time he studied with such a question-answering maniac, Jian Zhe was in a daze all morning.

“Sister Xian, have you finished the comprehensive science paper?” Ning Xiao asked about the winter vacation homework, the expansion paper issued by the school.

"It's done." Bai Qian was calculating a problem, so she asked Jiang Fuli to help her take it.

Her schoolbag was hanging on the back of the seat, and Jiang Fuli pulled it open.

 Bai Xian's schoolbag was very neatly organized. Apart from the papers, there was also a question bank. He casually put the papers together and took them out with a clip. Wait, why are there...

 Three notebooks?

Jiang Fuli handed the paper to Ning Xiao, reached out and patted Bai Xian on the shoulder, "Classmate Bai Xian, what is this?"

he asks.

Bai Xian's hand writing α stopped on half an arc, and an alarm bell rang in his mind, notebook?

"This..." Bai Zian took out three notebooks. The three notebooks were written by two people. Physics was from Xu Wenyao and biochemistry was from Liang Wuyu.

“I specially prepared physics for Zhang Shize.” She said calmly.

 She really needs Chemistry and Biology.

 As long as physics is not involved, everything is negotiable.

Jiang Fuli glanced at the physics notebook and asked, "Can he understand it?"

Even Ning Xiao needs to study carefully the notebooks and collection of wrong questions of the top student in the Physics Department of Jiangjing University.

"Give it to him first," Bai Qian found a good home for the notebook, "Anyway, if you don't understand Chi Lu, you will sue him."

 Jiang Fuli reluctantly believed it.

 In the afternoon, Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli went back to Qingshui Street for dinner.

In the morning, the piles of things of Chen Bureau were prepared by Jiang Ziqi. Chen Zhi went so early to worship the tree **** with Ji Heng, and there was a vegetarian Temple Temple at noon.

 They did not go back.

 Ji Heng, Ji Shaojun and others prepared meals in the evening, asking Bai Zian and Jiang Fuli to remember to go back for dinner.

Five p.m.

Jian Zhe walked out of the library with light steps. He was admitted to Beicheng University for art, and he had never studied so seriously in his senior year of high school. When Bai Jian and Jiang Fuli got into the car, he asked Tang Ming beside him: "You... Have you studied until eight o'clock every day?"

 Without a break?

“No.” Tang Ming shook his head.

Jian Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"I get up at six o'clock every morning to memorize English," Tang Ming told Jian Zhe about the schedule. "Then I go to the library at eight o'clock and go back at five o'clock in the afternoon. After dinner, I do the school's basic question bank and go to bed at twelve o'clock in the evening. , it's too early, Ning Xiao and Sister Xian don't seem to go to bed until one o'clock.”

Tang Ming frowned as he spoke, "No, I have to go to bed at 1 o'clock tonight. It's only been 150 days."

Jian Zhe: “…??”

How did they do that?

Jian Zhe felt that he was very powerful after two hours in a row. If Jiang Fuli hadn't been sitting next to him today, Jian Zhe felt that he had been playing with his mobile phone for at least two hours.

He asked cautiously, "Two seniors, which school are you going to apply for?"

  Ning Xiao: “Jiangjing University.”

He answered very confidently this time.

Jian Zhe, who even thought it was as difficult as trying to get into Jiangjing University of the Arts: “…”

no…

This Xiangcheng...why can anyone who comes here be admitted to Jiangjing University? Has Jiangjing University become a cabbage?

This is also one of the top ten in Beicheng, right?

Jian Zhe has some doubts about life. Who are Bai Qian and her classmates?

He took out his book, took out his mobile phone, and took a taxi to Xiangcheng Railway Station.

His grandfather Jian Zhonghai is still waiting to pick him up at the train station.

 Xiangcheng Railway Station.

It has been renovated, but the basics are there. The train station is still dilapidated. The new South Station is already under construction and will be connected to the high-speed rail.

Ren Wanxuan frowned and stepped on the ground under her feet. She followed Ren Qian out of the car and was very curious: "Grandpa, is the old president waiting here in person?"

“Yes.” Ren Qian had already seen a large group of black-clad bodyguards in front of him.

He hurriedly walked over and said hello to Jian Zhonghai who was in the middle, with a very polite attitude: "President Jian, the person you are waiting for has not arrived yet?"

Jian Zhonghai was not only the previous president of the Beicheng Calligraphy Association. Everyone who has reached this position knows that to be the president, he has to wear many hats, including deputy director of the Beicheng Political Consultative Conference and director of the literary and art department...

The efforts of the Jian family from generation to generation are beyond the reach of other families, especially since they are from Beicheng.

 Jian Zhonghai has gray hair. He is wearing a gray coat and has three deep lines on his forehead.

He glanced at Ren Qian and said concisely: "He's on the train at seven o'clock in the evening."

Jian Zhonghai got the news from the person he arranged. In fact, his brother never returned to Jian's house after he left home. It was even difficult for him to see his brother. Who would have known that without the support of the Jian family, the other party would be able to make a fool of himself step by step, and eventually become the head of the Jiangjing Literature and Art Bureau.

Jian's family begged him to come back many times, but he ignored them.

 This time, Jian Zhonghai was not sure whether the other party would see him...

Hearing Jian Zhonghai's words, Ren Qian's heart stirred up huge waves. For the seven o'clock train in the evening, Jian Zhonghai was waiting at four o'clock?

Jian Zhonghai was the previous president. If he had not retired, in terms of administrative status, he would be far behind Ren Qian, a small city in the 18th tier.

Even after retiring, Ren Qian still has the connections that Ren Qian covets.

 How can Jian Zhonghai be waiting here so early...

Which big shot is Jian Zhonghai waiting for?

 I feel even more fortunate that I didn't go to Ji's house today.

"I've prepared a dinner for you and your distinguished guests," Ren Qian handed a gift list to Jian Zhonghai, "check to see if there is anything the distinguished guests don't like."

Having been in this industry for so long, it is not easy to meet someone like Jian Zhonghai in Xiangcheng.

Ren Qian's power has become increasingly dispersed recently, and all he has prepared for Jian Zhonghai are extremely rare items.

Jian Zhonghai took a quick look at him and had a much better attitude toward him.

Ren Wanxuan and Qiu Boqing were on the same side. In this situation, they couldn't talk at all.

Several people are talking.

Jian Zhe appeared from behind the crowd. Seeing Jian Zhe, Ren Wanxuan was shocked, "What are you doing here?"

Did the news about Qiu Xuezheng leak out?

 She couldn't help but look at Qiu Xuezheng and frowned.

Does Bai Zian also know about it?

Jian Zhe just walked forward and stopped next to Jian Zhonghai: "Grandpa."

grandfather?

 Jian Zhonghai's grandson?

Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan were stunned. How could someone from the Jian family appear in Xiangcheng?

Jian Zhonghai has two sons and two daughters, and several grandchildren. Among them, Jian Rong is the one he is most satisfied with, and he has taken him with him to train him since he was a child. As for Jian Zhe...

　　Since he was a child, he has been secretly hiding a book of miniature figures under the bed. Jian Zhonghai scolded his family bloody.

 He glanced at Jian Zhe and said nothing.

Jian's father pulled Jian Zhe aside and scolded him in a low voice: "Your grandpa arrived yesterday, why did you come now?"

"Sister Bai and I went to the library." Jian Zhe said, "Sister Bai is very powerful. I think her big characters..."

Although Bai Zian is two years younger than him, Jian Zhe and the others are accustomed to calling her sister.

 He introduced Baizhi to his father.

Jian's father interrupted him, and didn't care who Sister Bai was, he just looked at Jian Zhe coldly, "Can you make some normal friends? Look at who Jian Rong's friends are, and then look at yours? Forget it, you can't tell the difference between your grandfather and other people?”

"Jian Rong isn't here either?" Jian Zhe didn't want to argue with Jian's father. He looked around and didn't see Jian Rong.

"Do you think Jian Rong is you?" Jian's father cursed again, "He is reading in the mansion. When he picks up your uncle, your grandpa will take him to see him in person."

Jian Rong is the hope of the Jian family. His affairs are the top priority. How could he come here?

Jian Rong can see it, but he can't?

 Jian Zhe was very unconvinced.

 Decided to go back and read for another four hours in the evening.

at the same time.

Ji Heng was playing chess with Chen Ju at the Ji family. When Chen Ju saw Jiang Fuli, he quickly got up and gave up his seat in tears: "Sir, how many games will you play with Uncle Ji? I'll go to the kitchen to help."

Ji Heng looked like nothing, so why did he play backgammon so hard?

Jiang Fuli glanced at Chen Ju, then sat down opposite Ji Heng, and randomly picked up a white piece in his hand. The ordinary white chess piece looked like shining white jade in his hand.

Jiang He sat on a slightly higher bench next to Ji Heng, holding a fruit plate and watching the two play chess.

Ji Heng put Heizi away. When he saw Jiang Fuli sitting down, he suddenly asked: "Can you play Go?"

 “I know a little bit.” Jiang Fuli nodded.

“Okay,” Ji Heng decided immediately, “Then let's play Go.”

 The white piece goes first, and Jiang Fuli goes first.

 Playing chess is like life.

Ji Heng played a steady style. Jiang Fuli played chess without any style and seemed very casual. Bai Qian stood aside and watched for a while until he received a message from Dean Jian -

Dean Jian: [[Picture]]

Dean Jian: [Where is this place? 】

Bai Zian lowered his head and saw a picture beside the Xiangcheng city tower, next to Dean Jian's luggage.

Bai Qian: [Aren't you on the seven o'clock train? 】

 Dean Jian: [There are bad guys among the crowd]

Bai Qian: 【…Waiting】

She told Ji Heng and went to the city gate to pick him up. The city gate was close to Qingshui Street, only four stops away.

Jiang Fuli watched Bai Qian leave, and then raised his hand to make another piece. Ji Heng didn't pay attention to this piece, until after the tenth piece, the white pieces on the entire chessboard connected into a picture of hidden murderous intent, with murderous intent at every step.

Ji Heng's mouth moved—

 No, how come there are still people who change their chess style midway? ?

 The city gate.

When Bai Zian found the person, Dean Jian was standing next to his silver suitcase, a very lonely old man.

 “Are you alone?” Bai Zian thought he was accompanied by someone.

“I didn't ask anyone to work overtime during the Chinese New Year,” Dean Jian raised his eyes and explained, “I am not a three-year-old child.”

 The news of his coming to Xiangcheng was spread to unknown persons.

 So he had no choice but to abandon the train and take a bus from Beicheng to Xiangcheng, which was very troublesome.

I don't know if I can stay in the hotel I originally booked. Dean Jian looked at Bai Qian, confused: “Is the tourism industry so developed here?”

However, Xiangcheng suddenly became popular last month, and cultural tourism seized the opportunity to promote it. The hotels in Xiangcheng were full after the second day of the Lunar New Year, and it was impossible to book them.

 Otherwise, Dean Jian would definitely not trouble Bai Zian. He is a person who does not want to cause trouble to others.

“Let's go to my grandpa's house for dinner first.” Bai Zian went to carry Dean Jian's box.

"It's very heavy..." Dean Jian started to stop him. His 28-inch box contained not only daily necessities, but also a slightly smaller guzheng box.

Before he finished speaking, Bai Qian picked it up lightly with his left hand.

Ji family.

Bureau Chen brought out a glass of milk and gave it to Jiang He, "Where's Miss Bai?"

 He looked around but didn't see Bai Qian.

 “I'm going to pick someone up.” Ji Heng didn't have time, so Jiang Fuli returned to Bureau Chen.

 Pick someone up?

Xu En and the others are not here either. Who else is in Xiangcheng? Director Chen thought for a moment and then discussed with Ji Heng, "Uncle, we will go fishing tomorrow. Brother Ji will have no time in two days."

Shao Jun has to go to work in the eighth century, and Bureau Chen has to go to work too.

Ji Heng's head hurt from the chess game, and he said perfunctorily: “Okay, okay.”

 Another five minutes later, Ji Heng looked at Jiang Fuli's chess style and said, "Don't give up on purpose."

 Jiang Fuli, who kept giving in from beginning to end: “…”

 Twenty minutes later, Ji Heng looked at the surrounded black chess piece and said: "...let's go back to backgammon."

“It's time to eat,” Ji Shaojun took out the bowls and chopsticks and looked outside, “A'zi hasn't come back yet?”

As he was talking, there was a noise outside the door.

Chapter end