Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 40

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  Bai Po added up his two lives, and he hasn't touched the guzheng for nearly a year, so it's just a lack of proficiency.

  The main reason is that the Guzheng strings given to her by the student union have twenty-one strings.

  ...and the guzheng she used to have only eighteen strings!

   So it was very difficult to use just now.

   Less than a tenth of her normal level.

  Fortunately, she played Baiyixing, and it would be more difficult to listen to it if she changed it to something else.

  Where did she learn from... She chooses not to embarrass her teacher.

  Bai Po thought silently, wondering if Patriarch had received her reflection and confession.

   "Isn't it?" Chen Ju looked at Bai Po who seemed dissatisfied with himself, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

  He doesn't know guzheng, but he can also hear the appeal of this music.

  Bai Li can enter the Jiangjing Guzheng Association, and after two years of practice, it is not impossible to become a performance-level guzheng player.

  Bai Po has such high demands on himself?

   Chen Ju still wanted to ask more questions, but was glanced at slowly by the person next to him, and he was suddenly shocked.

   Turning around, I saw Jiang Fuli's faint gaze.

  Chen Bureau stiffened.

   Fortunately, Lu Xiaohan and others who came out relieved Chen Ju's stiffness at this time.

  Lu Xiaohan and Zhang Shize were no less suspicious than Director Chen, but with Jiang Fuli next to Bai Po, no one in the group dared to ask a single word.

   "Tell my grandfather, I'll wait for him in the school cafeteria first." Bai Po took over the phone and two pieces of iridium.

  Lu Xiaohan nodded.

  After Bai Po and the others left, Zhang Shize wiped off his sweat, looked at Lu Xiaohan, and relaxed a little: "Who was that just now?"

   Didn't say who, but Lu Xiaohan knew he was referring to Jiang Fuli.

  She was not surprised by Zhang Shize's love, after all, even the **** of learning met him...

  Lu Xiaohan didn't answer, but frowned: "What's the matter with the long sword?"

   "It was Chen Wei who called me in the morning..." Zhang Shize also calmed down.

   This side of the auditorium.

  Because only the sound of Guzheng was faintly heard in the background.

   Did not feel the majestic atmosphere of the scene.

  Bai Po came out and returned the guzheng to the boy, nothing could be seen from the calm expression.

  No one in the backstage knew that she played the song "White Clothes Walk".

  The logistics staff removed the guzheng, and several people carried up the piano that Ren Wanxuan would use for her performance.

  Ren Wanxuan caressed the gorgeous custom-made dress, lifted the hem of the skirt onto the stage, and bowed slightly to the audience.

  She sat down, and as soon as she raised her eyes, the smile on her mouth suddenly stopped—

  The first row of school leaders in the auditorium is almost empty!

   Even Mr. Chen left.

  Then who is she performing for?

  Ren Wanxuan didn't know what happened. After she finished playing a piece restlessly, there were sparse applause from the auditorium.

   This has never been done before.

  Even though she was careless today, Ren Wanxuan knew that the repertoire she played was also up to standard.

  Why did these people in the auditorium react so flatly?

  She was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face. She dragged her skirt back to the backstage, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

  The Chen family and the Ren family have been running around for Bureau Chen's black market for a while.

  I didn't find time to come here today.

  Ren Wanxuan changed into her daily clothes and went outside to find Chen Zhu.

  The students passing by were looking at their mobile phones excitedly, and could faintly hear words such as "Guzheng" and "So Cool".

  Ren Wanxuan had a bad feeling in her heart.

   Chen Zhu was still sitting in the first row, holding his mobile phone and sitting quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

   "Where did the principal go?" Ren Wanxuan looked around.

  Chen Zhu came back to his senses and raised his head: "Should you be looking for Bai Po?"

   "Bai Po?" Ren Wanxuan's heart shrank tightly, but she didn't seem to care on her face: "Why are you looking for her?"

  Chen Zhu didn't reply, just threw the phone to Ren Wanxuan: "Look for yourself."

  Ren Wanxuan took it subconsciously, bowed her head, it was the school's post bar, and the most popular one was just posted—

  【Ahhhhh! The white zither is perfect! Goosebumps are up! I'm really sorry for you guys who didn't see her perform live today! (Video attached)]

  Just five minutes.

   There have been more than two hundred replies.

  Ren Wanxuan scrolled down, and there were all posts about Bai Po's performance.

  About her piano, saw none.

  The whole school post bar—

   To be slaughtered by Bai Po alone!

  Ren Wanxuan's hand holding the phone was a little unsteady, and she understood why the atmosphere was so cold when she played the piano...

  Yes, how can Bai Chi play the guzheng?

  She didn't return the phone to Chen Zhu, but stood where she was and clicked on the video.

   No. 1 middle school cafeteria.

  Bai Po prepared meals and waited for Lu Xiaohan to bring Ji Heng back.

  Jiang Fuli was urged away by a phone call on the way, and Jiang He followed Bai Po to the cafeteria of No. 1 Middle School.

  Zhang Shize arrived before Lu Xiaohan.

  He took the boy from the eighth class before and apologized to Bai Po: "I'm sorry, classmate Bai."

"Did you hold the long sword?" Bai Po was reciting the words, and when she heard the apology, she raised her head and leaned gently on the back of the cafeteria chair. The green clothes were spread out along the stool, and the poppies bloomed gorgeously and extravagantly. .

  The boys in Class 8 were a little stunned.

   "Don't be nervous," Bai Po pursed her lips and smiled. She has always had a bright appearance, and she is used to being lazy and not aggressive. At this time, she pressed her phone in her hand and said slowly, "I'll ask what's going on."

   "Why are you nervous?" Zhang Shize glanced at him, "We are such an obedient student, Bai, and it's not Chen Wei, so what can we say?"

  The boys in Class 8 looked at Bai Po, with Bai Po's expression of "I'll just ask, otherwise I don't know who to kill".

  Is this called good?

  Did Class 15 collectively have any filters for Bai Po?

   "Classmate Ren Wanxuan agreed to me," the boy hesitated, but still chose to tell the truth, "I don't know why she didn't contact Chen Zhu."

   "Chen Wei, Ren Wanxuan." Bai Po retracted his gaze and silently read the names of these two people.

   Outside the gate of the cafeteria.

  Lu Xiaohan brought Ji Heng in.

  Lu Xiaohan had a sweet mouth, and Ji Heng held a big cigarette bag, looking at this group of students, they should all be good friends of Bai Po, and their always serious faces softened a lot.

   When Bai Po saw Ji Heng's figure, he waved his hand and asked Zhang Shize to take the boy away.

   "That's right, she was performing the sword dance! But she turned out to be even better at the guzheng, and she also said she didn't know how to be talented," Lu Xiaohan chirped along the way, "Grandpa, why do you think she plays the guzheng so well..."

  Ji Heng was wearing a black robe and was clean.

   Hearing this, he was also surprised. He sat down and looked at Bai Po, "You can also dance swords? I just heard from your uncle that you have learned Guzheng for a year."

   "Only studied for one year?" Lu Xiaohan was shocked, "Ah, you only learned Guzheng for one year?!"

  Bai Po, who has studied for more than ten years since childhood: "..."

  She was silent.

  But it cannot be refuted.

   "Let's eat." She handed the chopsticks to Ji Heng and Jiang He.

  Ji Heng saw the little boy next to Bai Po, "This is your first friend?"

  At that time, Ji Shaojun told Ji Heng that Bai Po came to Xiangcheng to find a friend.

   "Well, grandpa, his name is Jiang He." Holding the chopsticks, Bai Po raised an eyebrow at Jiang He again: "This is my grandfather, you can call him Grandpa Ji."

  Jiang He swallowed his rice, then raised his head slowly, and said in a low voice, "Hi, Grandpa Ji."

   "Hello." Ji Heng's face was still stiff.

  He has always had this expression, serious and rigid.

   Today is the school celebration, performance in the morning and holiday in the afternoon.

  Bai Po never wastes time, and goes to the library to read homework during holidays.

  She sent Ji Heng to the bus.

   "By the way, go to your uncle's house for dinner at night," Ji Heng remembered this when getting in the car, and he told Bai Po, "Go directly to your uncle's house at night."

  Generally speaking, uncle refers to Ji Shaojun.

  Bai Po hooked his phone, his exquisite eyebrows lazily said, "Okay."

  The bus drove away slowly.

   After Bai Po sent Ji Heng off, he took Jiang He to the library.

   Lu Xiaohan, who doesn't like going to the library very much, drags Yang Lin, who just finished her part-time job, to follow.

  There are not many people in the library on weekdays.

  Bai Po found a table by the window on the second floor, where she and Jiang He often sat, and they sat down to study hard.

   Before writing a few questions, the phone vibrated a few times.

  White Vest: [Sister, I just knocked that person down last time! My godfather gave me a mountain! 】

  Bai Po took a look: 【1】

  White vest: [Sister, my godfather said he would give you a mountain too,]

  Bai Po took the time to write two biology questions—

【Need not】

   Nothing to show courteousness, either **** or steal.

  White Vest: [Why not? 】

  Bai Po didn't bother to return.

  White vest: [Sister, do you have time tonight, I still have something to ask you. 】

  Nothing happened in the afternoon, so Bai Po posted a location and asked Mao Kun to come to her directly.

  The library is a bit far from Qingshui Street.

   Mao Kun arrived more than half an hour later.

  Bai Po put down his pen, picked up his phone and got up.

  Jiang He also stood up.

   "Sit down, I'll be right at the door of the library, meeting someone," Bai Po stretched out an index finger, and pressed Jiang He's head down unhurriedly, "I'll be right back."

  Jiang He let out an "oh" and sat down again.

  Bai Po looked at Lu Xiaohan again, and before he could speak, Lu Xiaohan gestured "ok" to her, expressing his reassurance.

  Outside the door.

  Mao Kun and his two younger brothers, Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi, squatted silently at the door.

   "Brother Mao," Xiao Wu touched his head, "This kind of place is not suitable for us, but Xiao Qi is quite suitable."

  Xiaoqi's face is tender, she looks only fifteen or sixteen.

  His hair is not long, never dyed or styled strangely.

  If he hadn't followed Mao Kun, he would have looked more like a handsome tenor.

  Mao Kun bit his cigarette, but did not refute.

   Just as he was talking, Bai Po came out from inside, and Mao Kun and the three immediately stood up.

   "Sister," Mao Kun scratched his hair, and introduced the two people around him to Bai Po, "This is Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi. I picked them up in Heishui Street. Both of them are named Mao, and mine."

   "Sister Bai!" The two said in unison.

  Especially Xiao Wu, with a loud voice.

  Bai Po was leaning lazily against the wall, she was still wearing a skirt, elegant and reckless, but her snow-white face had a casual expression.

  She folded her arms around her chest, "What's the matter?"

   "The plaster you gave me is very useful," Mao Kun said seriously, "someone said they want to buy a prescription, do you want to sell it?"

  Buying a prescription?

  Bai Po squinted her eyes, she knew that Chinese medicine was in decline, and now Western medicine is prevalent.

   But this is a prescription from the palace in the past, which can cure bruises and strengthen the foundation. It is a kind of magic medicine for martial arts practitioners.

  Why didn't it pass down?

   "Sister?" Seeing that Bai Po was wondering what Mao Kun was thinking, Mao Kun remained silent for a long time.

   reminded her in a low voice.

   "Well," Bai Po came back to her senses, she looked at Mao Kun for a while, her expression was clear and distant, "Yes, but the name of the prescription must be marked, Da Nei Gu Ben Ointment."

  Da Nei Guben ointment?

  Although he had never heard of it, Mao Kun felt that the name sounded strangely cultured, "Let me tell you about this matter, don't worry, although I'm not smart, Xiao Qi understands these things very well, so I won't let you suffer."

  Xiao Qi didn't seem to talk much, he just stood behind, and when Mao Kun called him, he pursed his lips and smiled.

  Bai Po just leaned here, looking at Xiao Qi, "How old are you?"

   "Seventeen." Xiao Qi said.

   "Not going to school?" Bai Kuo tapped the screen of the phone with his slender fingertips, and his beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

  This age should be in the first year of high school.

"Nine years of obligation, the orphanage let him go to junior high school and didn't let him continue to study. Later, he was tricked to Heishui Street, and I picked him up." Mao Kun explained for Xiao Qi, this kind of thing is for them Very usual, "By the way, sister, my godfather wants to meet you, are you going to Heishui Street?"

  He looked at Bai Po and asked for his opinion.

  Mao Kun was originally a gangster, and it was just luck to be taken in by his godfather.

  The godfather has a lot of talents in his hands, those people are like poisonous scorpions, they call "Young Master Mao" on their lips, but they don't take him seriously at all, and Mao Kun knows it well.

  In the past few days, he has been valued by his godfather.

   Mao Kun knew who it was all because of, so when his godfather said he wanted to see Bai Po, he didn't agree for Bai Po.

  Bai Po stood up straight, gently smoothed his sleeves, but did not return.

   Mao Kun understood what Bai Po meant in seconds, but he just didn't want to see him. He always knew what Bai Po was thinking.

  The phone rang suddenly.

  Bai Po looked down and saw that it was Lu Xiaohan's call. She squinted her eyes and picked it up directly.

   There was a noisy voice from the other end of the phone, and there were intermittent shouts—

   "Ah, Ah Po, come quickly..."

  Bai Po suddenly raised her head, without saying a word, she walked directly into the library, her skirt was brought out in a cold arc.

  Mao Kun and the others looked at each other and followed.

  (end of this chapter)

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