Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 45

  Chapter 45 045 The new **** of the fighting arena, Teacher Guzheng! (two more)

  Chen Gang held the cup.

  In just one night, Xiangcheng was turned upside down.

"It seems that you haven't received the news yet," he looked at Ren Qian. "The Li family got into trouble yesterday and was seized. Xiangcheng settled a group of people in Jiangjing overnight. The only thing I can find out is that this matter has nothing to do with Bai Po is related to Lord Chen."

  Chen Gang didn't see Li's family, so when he asked relevant personnel, he always got only one answer, “It's a matter of confidentiality”.

   Fortunately, he usually manages well, and finally someone revealed to him that one of the parties involved is Bai Po.

   Only then did he find the Ren family.

  He remembered that Bai Po was Ji Shaorong's niece.

  Ren Wanxuan squatted down to tie her shoelaces, and suddenly stopped.

   "Is she related to Master Chen?" Ren Qian was also very pale.

  As for the Ji family, he never cared about it, so how could it have anything to do with Mr. Chen?

  Ren Wanxuan stood up, grabbed her schoolbag tightly, and suddenly said, "Maybe it's because she wore white clothes for the school celebration."

   Both Ren Qian and Chen Gang looked over.

   "Bai Po has learned guzheng before," Ren Wanxuan lowered her eyes, her heart was in a mess: "That day I deliberately played the white clothes tour for the school celebration. We all know that the Chen family likes the white clothes tour, probably because of this."

   After finishing speaking, she took her schoolbag and went to school.

  After the death, Ren Qian was also relieved, and he said, how could the pedestrians of the Ji family have anything to do with Mr. Chen.

  If it's because of "White Clothes", then it makes sense.

so…

  Ren Qian suddenly realized that Bai Po was all right?

   Not only was he fine, but he was also praised by Mr. Chen?

  Ren Qian suddenly took out his mobile phone and called Ji Shaorong directly, but the call didn't go through.

   He sat on the sofa in a daze, feeling a little regretful for the first time, so yesterday the Ji family didn't intend to ask him for help at all?

  And what he did last night...

   Ji Shaorong must have felt it.

"As you can see, I can't get in touch with Bai Po." Ren Qian looked at Chen Gang and sighed, "I don't think you should meddle in the matter of the Li family. Get rid of it and quickly get rid of it, as for Bai Jian..."

  Ren Qian called Assistant Ren Jiawei again.

  The two said a few words.

  Ren Qian hung up the phone and looked at Chen Gang, "They seem to be looking for a guzheng teacher for Bai Po."

  Jiang Fuli is here.

   Chen Ju waited downstairs before dawn.

  When Jiang Fuli appeared in a black shirt, he quickly stood up and handed over Jiang He's watch respectfully, very ashamed: "Young Master Jiang, the Li family and Xiangcheng have already made arrangements."

   Almost a big change.

  Jiang Fuli just stood there, his cold eyes turned on him.

  Like the calm and dark sea before the storm.

   Chen Ju's body trembled.

   Just when Chen Ju was about to cry, a lazy voice suddenly came from behind: "Where's Jiang He?"

   Chen Ju was overjoyed, he turned his head abruptly.

   Then I saw Bai Po walking in from the outside. She was wearing a simple school uniform, her long hair was **** behind her head, her back was facing the sun, and she was holding a string of red Chinese knots between her white fingers.

  Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze, then reached out to take the watch, "I can't come down upstairs."

   "I'll go and have a look." Bai Po put down her schoolbag. She promised Jiang He to come and see her yesterday, so she won't break her promise.

  Jiang Fuli took Bai Po upstairs to see Jiang He.

  Jiang He was frightened yesterday, and took a tranquilizer to sleep all night yesterday.

  He has already woken up at this time, and is sitting in front of the small table, holding a paintbrush and bowing his head to draw quietly.

  Bai Po walked quietly behind him, Jiang He drew a tower.

  Xiangcheng Tower.

   is also her avatar.

   "The line here is wrong," Bai Po looked at it for a while, then bent down, reached out to hold his hand, and lazily helped him draw a few strokes: "The tower is in a damaged state..."

  She held Jiang He's hand, and added a few strokes of soul to Jiang He's ingenious painting.

  Jiang Fuli didn't approach, but leaned against the door, watching intently as she taught Jiang He how to draw.

  The sun hadn't fully risen in the morning, a few rays of light passed through Jiang He's small window, and quietly hit the girl's jade-like profile.

   One painting is finished.

  Jiang He looked at the perfect and vivid painting, raised his head, and was very amazed at Bai Po's small face.

  The mouth is slightly open, and a pair of round eyes are full of admiration.

  Jiang Fuli came back to his senses, he didn't expect Bai Po to be able to paint.

   Then he approached and bent slightly to take a look.

  After reading it, Mr. Jiang, who can only transform into a printer, was a little silent. He somewhat understood why when he was drawing for the first time, the teacher said with trepidation that he didn't have this talent.

  Bai Po slowly put down the brush, supported Jiang He's desk with one hand, and looked at the painting with his head turned for a while.

  cai commented: "Jiang Xiaoniao, with your skills, is Teacher Ni really not mad at you?"

  Jiang He, who is only seven years old but has already won an award: "...?"

   Didn't she come to see him today?

  Bai Po said this, and suddenly remembered the cat in Jiang Fuli's notebook.

  She tilted her head, "Ms. Jiang, you..."

  Jiang Fuli suddenly stood up straight, he looked at the time on his phone, his expression remained unchanged, his tone was calm, and he looked cold: "You are going to class soon, I will take you to school."

  At this point, if you take the bus to go to school, you will definitely be late.

  Bai Po glanced at him, but did not refuse, "Okay."

  Just when the two went downstairs, Bai Po, who was slowly following Jiang Fuli, said again: "Mr. Jiang, the cat you drew is very good except that it doesn't look like a cat."

  Jiang Fuli took the key, sighed, and he knew—

  That notebook is no good.

   Downstairs.

  Chen Ju stood aside with Ming Dongheng, and was glanced coldly by Jiang Fuli, trying to pretend that he didn't hear anything.

   Wait until the two leave.

   Chen Ju, who escaped with his life, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

  He sat on the sofa, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and then said to Ming Dongheng: "Miss Bai is my savior, I can't live without her."

  Ming Dongheng put his arms around his chest and looked at him coldly.

   It's hard to disagree.

   "By the way," Chen Ju remembered something, and he looked at Ming Dongheng, "Did you know that there is a new **** on the list in the fighting arena?"

  Heishui Street Fighting Arena, a magical place.

   At the beginning, Muay Thai boxing champion Tongpa fought here to become a god, and became popular all over the world.

   All major forces are very concerned.

  Ming Dongheng shook his head.

  He went to see his master recently and didn't pay attention to this matter.

   "This person didn't use his real name, but his code name," Chen Ju tapped his fingers on the sofa, "In just one week, he climbed from the last place in the fighting arena to the top ten."

  Ming Dongheng was taken aback.

  Both the Ming family and the Chen family advocate force, and those who can follow Jiang Fuli are not weak.

  The fighting arena gathers masters from all over the world, and there is no shortage of boxing champions like Tongpa. He can't even top ten. "What code name?"

  There are only so many masters in the world, and there are only a handful of them who can climb to the top ten.

  Ming Dongheng counted the number of people with this strength.

   "His code name is very strange," Chen Ju put down his teacup, looked at Ming Dongheng, "It's called Bai Beixin, Chen Jingyu might come to look for him."

   "White vest..." Ming Dongheng said the name silently.

   What a cool name.

  Bai Po sat in the co-pilot.

   Lowered the window, leaned on the window lazily with his elbows, and kept looking at the receding scenery outside the window.

  Every time she takes a car, it is as novel as the first time she takes a car.

   "You haven't done the questions on the app?" At the red light, Jiang Fuli stopped the car, and when he got up in the morning, he opened his eyes, and some people still had the lowest score of "0".

  Bai Li leaned loosely on the back of the chair, propped his face on the side of his palm, "It's hard, Mr. Jiang, doesn't it embarrass you to score 0?"

  It also has biology and chemistry in it, she unfortunately...

  The first problem she encountered this month was chemistry.

Damn it.

   "No." After the green light, Jiang Fuli glanced at her and explained seriously, "They dare not."

   Arrived at the gate of No. 1 Middle School in a short time.

  Jiang Fuli parked the car.

  Bai Po waved to him, and followed the crowd into the school.

   This point is the rush hour for school.

  Jiang Fuli didn't drive immediately, but kept looking at Bai Po's back. It could be seen that she was very popular in school, especially after the school celebration on weekends.

  Bai Po almost entered the crowd when a group of students burst into exclamations.

  Jiang Fuli was sitting in the car, looking at the group of students coldly, his face was as cold as the sharp cold air of a long sword.

  When Bai Po arrived in Class 15, he hadn't started class yet.

   "Yang Lin hasn't come yet?" Bai Po put away his schoolbag, looked at Yang Lin's vacant seat, and knocked on Ning Xiao's desk behind him.

  Lu Xiaohan and Zhang Shize arrived late.

   But Yang Lin will arrive at school almost at six o'clock.

  Ning Xiao raised his head, "It's not the first time I haven't come."

  Bai Po took out the books one by one.

   Brows furrowed.

  Yang Lin didn't come to the first two classes.

  Bai Po went to the office to ask Lu Lingxi about it. When Lu Lingxi heard that Yang Lin wasn't here, she frowned slightly, "It's okay, you can go to class at ease."

   Lu Lingxi obviously knew something, but he didn't say anything. He only asked Bai Po about what happened yesterday.

  Bai Po picked what he could say.

  There are so many guzheng teachers in Xiangcheng.

  But there is only one of the most famous ones.

   Teacher Yue.

  What Ji Shaorong told Ren Jiawei, Ren Jiawei took it very seriously, especially when it was about Bai Po.

   "Blame me," Ren Jiawei thought about the first unpleasant meeting and felt a headache. In the description of the secretary-general at that time, Bai Po was the same as Shen Qing, which caused her to lose face. "I'll find this guzheng teacher."

   But Ren Jiawei was also surprised.

  Although guzheng is not as valuable as piano, learning guzheng also requires a certain family background and artistic accomplishment.

  She didn't expect that Bai Po could know the guzheng.

   Ji Shaorong knew little about Ji Mulan and Bai Po, "Dad said she likes Guzheng very much."

   As for the performance, no one has seen it except Ji Heng.

  Even Ji Heng said so.

   "You bring Ashi to Wanhe Building at noon," Ren Jiawei heard that the wind was raining, she put on sunglasses, took the car keys and went to Teacher Yue: "I will take Teacher Yue to wait for you there."

  Ji Shaorong didn't have time to say a word.

  Ren Jiawei stepped on the accelerator and left.

  He had no choice but to pick up his phone and send a WeChat message to Bai Po.

  At noon, Ji Shaorong was waiting for Bai Po at the school gate.

   "Dad." Ren Wanxuan saw Ji Shaorong from a distance.

  Seeing Ren Wanxuan, Ji Shaorong also slowed down. After thinking for a while, knowing that this matter could not be hidden from Ren Wanxuan, he explained: "I'll take Ah Xun to see the guzheng teacher."

  Ren Wanxuan clasped her palm tightly with her fingernails, she raised her head, as if she didn't care.

  Bai Po arrived very quickly.

  Ren Wanxuan watched Ji Shaorong take Bai Po away with dark eyes.

   "Guzheng teacher?" Bai Po pressed the word book on her fingertips, followed behind Ji Shaorong calmly, and couldn't help but looked up. She thought Ji Shaojun, Ji Heng and the others were joking yesterday.

   Actually come for real?

  Bai Po opened his mouth, and wanted to say no, but seeing Ji Shaorong excited, touched his nose, and followed.

   "That teacher is Teacher Yue, the best guzheng teacher in Xiangcheng, but he never accepts apprentices easily..." Ji Shaorong introduced Teacher Yue to her as he walked.

   As he spoke, he opened the door and entered the box.

  In the box.

  Ren Jiawei was exchanging pleasantries with Teacher Yue.

   Seeing Bai Po come in, Ren Jiawei got up, and introduced to Teacher Yue with neither humble nor overbearing, "This is the student I want to introduce to you, classmate Bai Po."

   Teacher Yue is over fifty years old, with a little gray hair, and a pair of dark and cloudy eyes.

  Holding the teacup, he looked at the white scorpion without any trace of his eyes.

  Bai Po's fingers are slender, white and delicate, without any calluses.

  Anyone who has learned the zither will definitely have calluses on their hands, almost without exception—

   layman.

   "Mr. Ren said, you want to learn guzheng," Mr. Yue frowned slightly. He looked at Bai Po and asked, "Why do you want to learn?"

  Bai Po was stunned for a moment, but she was always very polite to the teacher.

  After thinking about it, he said honestly, "Because I n... my mother let me learn it."

   "Just because of this?" Teacher Yue frowned. He didn't seem to be lying, and his face became darker. "Then tell me, how many major factions of Guzheng are there now?"

   Now Guzheng still has factions?

  Bai Po raised his eyebrows.

   At that time, there was only one faction in the whole world.

  Brothers and sisters separated?

Teacher Yue saw Bai Po's expression and knew that she didn't know. Anyone who has learned the guzheng knows that there are nine major factions. Guzheng is a sacred art, not for grandstanding. I'm sorry, Mr. Ren, I can't accept this student."

  As soon as she opened the door, she was shocked to see Ren Wanxuan standing outside the door.

  She subconsciously glanced at Bai Po standing in the room, and then whispered: "Dad..."

  Ji Shaorong suddenly remembered, he took out his mobile phone, and clicked on a video: "Wait, Mr. Yue, I have a Guzheng performance by Ah Shao here. Would you like to watch it first?"

   Damn, think about the title for five minutes, you don't think there is only one teacher.

   Good morning~

  (end of this chapter)

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