MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning-Chapter 61 0 Arrive in Jiangjing, who is the dark horse! (Second more

  Chapter 61 When 061 reaches Jiangjing, who is the dark horse! (two more)

  Ji Mulan subconsciously remembered that Ji Heng also went fishing in the afternoon.

  There is a fish hanging beside it, it seems...

  Ji Heng called him Xiao Chen?

   It was too chaotic at the time, Ji Mulan couldn't hear it clearly, and then laughed at herself, what was she thinking.

  How can you connect the Mr. Chen that Ms. Xu and the others are talking about with those people who are smoky.

  She and Xu En knew Xu Yajun.

  But Ren Qian and Chen Gang didn't know. They looked at each other and were very shocked. This girl actually knew the whereabouts of Master Chen like the palm of the hand?

   "Do you want to invite him to dinner?" Xu Yajun looked at Xu En, pondered for a while, thinking that she would come back after winning the Lanting Award, "I'll ask him for you another day."

   "That would be the best!" Xu En's eyes lit up.

  It was difficult for him to see Mr. Chen, but Xu Yajun was not.

  Facing each other, Ren Qian and Chen Gang looked at each other. Xu Yajun's tone should be very familiar with Master Chen, and he had a new understanding of her identity.

  Xu Yajun was not interested in other people, so she went back to rest after eating early.

   After she went out, Ren Qian offered a glass of wine to Xu En: "The lady just now was..."

"Her?" Xu En didn't hide it. When he first came to Xiangcheng, he also wanted to take the opportunity to build momentum for himself, "My old classmate's daughter, a student of President Xue of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, Miss Xu Yajun, you may not be in Xiangcheng." I have heard of her, she is well-known in Jiangjing. This time you know the Lanting Award, she is definitely the first prize."

   Chinese Calligraphers Association, President Xue, Ren Qian and Chen Gang may not be clear.

   But Ren Qian has heard of the Lanting Award.

  Ren Wanxuan wanted to apply for the Lanting Award this year, but was rejected by Qiu Xuezheng, but that Miss Xu actually went for the first prize.

   The two of them had a calculation in their minds.

  **

  Ji Heng's side.

  Both Chen Ju and Xiao Mao stayed for dinner.

  He cooks himself in the evening, made fish head with chopped pepper, boiled fish with pickled cabbage, and made fish ball soup.

  The craftsmanship is not good, but it is very homely.

  Chen Ju took a picture and sent it to Moments—

  【Thank you Uncle Ji, it’s very delicious [picture]】

  Jiang He showed a little bit in the picture.

  He seldom posts on Moments, and most people like him.

   Just as Chen Ju was about to put away his phone, a message popped up in Moments—

  【Jiang Shao gave you a thumbs up】

   For a moment, Chen Ju seemed to see his miserable life. He looked at this praise with trepidation, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Did he offend him recently?

   This matter is not over yet.

   Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xijue and Ming Dongheng gave him thumbs up.

  Chi Yundai commented: [This is obviously not as good as what I did, why don't you post what I did, and so many people like it? 】

  Ming Dongheng replied to Chi Yundai: [(smiling)]

   Chi Yundai replied to Ming Dongheng: [? ? ? 】

   After eating, Bai Po went to wash the dishes, Chen Ju and Mao Kun both stood up abruptly and snatched the bowl from Bai Po's hand.

  Ji Heng was loading himself tobacco leisurely. When he saw Chen Ju standing up, he couldn't help but smiled, and tapped the cigarette pouch: "You guys asked her to wash, but she didn't cook for me just now."

  At home, Ji Heng cooks and Bai Po washes the dishes, it is only right and proper.

   How dare Bureau Chen dare.

  Don't talk about Chen Ju, Mao Kun's heart is trembling, his sister does the dishes?

  Is the bowl still available tomorrow?

  He stretched out his hand, snatched the bowl from Chen Ju, and said with a smile, "No, I'll do it, I'll do it, I like washing dishes the most!"

  Mao Kun was very strong, Chen Ju insisted not to **** him, "I'll wipe the dishes for you!"

   Losing the opportunity to show off, Chen Ju followed Mao Kun stubbornly. Halfway there, he suddenly felt that Mao Kun's yellow hair was very familiar.

  Jiang He sat on the side, watching the two squeeze into the kitchen very speechlessly.

  Ji Heng's courtyard has been very lively recently. He is watching Jiang He solve the Rubik's Cube.

  Seeing Bai Po coming out lightly, he asked again: "How can you let the guests wash the dishes?"

   "I want to wash." Bai Po sat down lazily.

  But she saw Chen Ju and Mao Kun were about to cry.

   "Did you block your mother today?" Ji Heng remembered this, he asked Jiang He to go a little farther away, and then lit a cigarette.

  Bai Po took out his mobile phone and plugged in his earphones, "Yeah."

  Ji Heng sighed. He was aware of Ji Mulan's problem, so he took a drag on his cigarette for a long time: "Come back, she is your mother. I won't be here in the future, she will be your only relative..."

  He didn't want the future Baijia to be unaccompanied.

   "Grandpa," Bai Po suddenly got up, she interrupted Ji Heng, "I'm going to Jiangjing in two days."

  Ji Heng was taken aback for a moment, he raised his head with the cigarette stick in his hand: "...Jiang Jing? With your mother?"

  Bai Po raised his eyebrows.

   "No," she looked at Ji Heng, and then replied leisurely, "The teacher asked me to participate in a competition, please take two days off."

   "Oh." Ji Heng bowed his head and continued to smoke.

  He didn't say anything about Ji Mulan at this moment.

  **

   Qiu Xuezheng asked Bai Po for leave.

  There is no airport in Xiangcheng, she has to take a 12-hour train to Beicheng, Qiu Xuezheng is not qualified to accompany her, Bai Po and Qiu Boqing are going to Beicheng to meet with the Beicheng Calligraphy Association.

   They were led by Vice President Qian of the North City Calligraphy Association.

Monday morning.

  Bai Po took a simple backpack and just arrived at the bus stop.

   On the opposite side, Jiang He, lying on the car window, waved at her.

  She walked over in surprise.

  In the back seat, Jiang Fuli lowered the car window. He was wearing soft white home clothes.

   It seemed a bit busy, he was on the phone with someone, and when he heard Jiang He's movement, he looked out the window and beckoned to Bai Po.

   Bai Po got into the car and sat in the back seat with Jiang He.

   "We're going back to Jiangjing too," Jiang He leaned against her, looking out the window, unhappy: "See a doctor."

  He thought he could escape in Xiangcheng this year.

   Not only did he not escape, but he was even a few days earlier.

  Bai Po nodded, and she rubbed Jiang He's head: "Don't shy away from disease."

   Then he took out his mobile phone, found a number, sent a message, and reported to the person in charge of this matter—

  【Vice President Qian, I will go to Jiangjing by myself, and I will meet you again when I arrive in Jiangjing. 】

   Vice President Qian should be very busy, so he didn't reply.

  Jiang Fuli's car didn't go to Beicheng, but went to Danping City next door. Danping City is a little more developed than Xiangcheng City. There are no mountains, it's all plains, and the road is flat.

  The car drove to a large tarmac.

  As soon as he got off the car, Bai Po saw the legendary plane.

   Didn’t see the security check and ticket gate.

  Bai Po has never been on a plane, but the original body in her memory has been on a plane. This scene is very different from what she saw.

  The captain trotted over from afar in uniform, and said respectfully, "Young Master Jiang, are you leaving now?"

  Jiang Fuli took off the earphones, nodded slightly at him, with serious eyes, "Yes."

ah.

  Bai Po followed them on the plane, and suddenly realized——

   Well, private jets.

  The plane is very big, and there is an entertainment room, with four sofas around the table in the middle, and a Chinese cabbage pillow on the sofa near the window.

  Jiang He sat down silently and reached out to hug her.

  Bai Po put down his bag and sat down by the opposite window.

  The plane took off and the fuselage was shaking.

  This is the first time for Bai Po to fly on a plane, and it's rare that she didn't memorize words. She has been quietly watching the plane take off into the sky.

  As the plane flew higher and higher, she rested her chin lazily on her hands, pursing her lips slightly.

   This is very impactful to an ancient man who has never taken an airplane.

   "It's rare to see that you haven't memorized words." After Jiang Fuli finished his work, he bent down and gently put a glass of lemonade in front of her, and sat opposite her, leaning against the sofa a little lazily.

  Bai Po withdrew his gaze from the window.

   Picked up the lemonade and took a sip slowly to relieve the discomfort, "I will recite it later."

   "There are still a few hours," he took a blanket to Bai Po, looked at her quietly with light-colored eyes, and said softly, "You can sleep for a while."

  **

   Arrived in Jiangjing, it was already afternoon.

  Jiang Fuli said hello to Bai Po's hotel, and asked someone to drive there.

  The hotel is under the agreement of Beicheng Shu, and it is next door to the Zhongshu Association. After opening the room, Jiang He didn't want to leave, so Jiang Fuli took him away expressionlessly.

  There are only so many planes from Beicheng to Jiangjing.

  It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Vice President Qian arrived in Jiangjing with a group of students.

   Vice President Qian flipped through the roster at the airport and called people one by one.

  Finally, the black pen is placed on the name "Bai Po". There are a lot of awards behind the names of other people, but Bai Po is blank here.

   Only fill in the most basic information.

   Vice President Qian took a pen and counted the roster, and called Qiu Xuezheng: "Today is the last flight, and she hasn't arrived yet. The earliest flight tomorrow will be in the afternoon, so I will miss the game."

  Bai Po was Qiu Xuezheng who jumped in the line to ask Vice President Qian to join the recommendation staff this time.

  Other Qiu Xuezheng didn't say much, even the information is scarce, he has no resume, he is still young, and he is a girl.

   Vice President Qian didn't pay much attention to her.

  On the other end of the phone, Qiu Xuezheng was quite surprised, "She should have arrived, right? She sent me a message in the afternoon, and you will go to the hotel to confirm later."

   "Okay, I'll go to the hotel and ask." Vice President Qian responded casually.

  Bai Po only needs to be safe, as for whether he arrives or not, it doesn't make much difference to him.

  After arriving at the hotel, he arranged the accommodation of the contestants, and confirmed the whereabouts of Bai Po with the hotel staff.

   I learned that Bai Po will arrive in the afternoon.

   Vice President Qian was a little surprised. Bai Po only set off in the morning. It took a while from Xiangcheng to Beicheng, and it took five hours to fly from Beicheng to Jiangjing. She arrived so quickly?

   Did you leave yesterday?

  However, Vice President Qian didn't spend too much time on Bai Po. After he sent Qiu Xuezheng a message, he went back to rest.

   There is another tough battle tomorrow.

  **

  The next day.

Eight in the morning.

   Vice President Qian sent a group message, asking all contestants to meet downstairs.

  The hotel is close to the Chinese Calligraphy Association, and most of the contestants choose to live here.

  When Bai Po came down, many people had already gathered downstairs. She sent a message to Jiang Fuli, then looked up in the crowd, and finally saw Vice-Hui Qian on the right side of the hotel gate.

  She is wearing a white blouse today, with a horse-face skirt embroidered with golden patterns underneath.

  Elegant and flamboyant.

  The face is cold and pale, the figure is thin and tall, the black hair is pulled up casually, and the head is slightly lowered. Most of the people passing by gradually lost their voices and looked at her quietly.

  Bai Po went to Vice President Qian to sign in.

  Vice President Qian looked stern, serious, put a tick behind Bai Po's name, and told him: "Don't run around during the whole process, and wait for me at the door after the exam."

   "Okay." Bai Po nodded slightly.

   It looks pretty cute.

   Vice President Qian's face softened slightly.

   "Don't think Vice Vice President Qian treats us like this," a boy in a black sweater beside him whispered to Bai Po, "He is very kind to Jian Rong."

  Bai Po glanced at him.

  The boy scratched his head, blushing a little, "You are the only girl this time, I heard about you yesterday."

  He was talking.

  Someone in the crowd in Beicheng suddenly said, "Jian Rong is here!"

   "Finally able to see him."

   "It's him!"

   Not far away, Vice President Qian also looked over there, his stern face immediately relaxed, "Jian Rong, come here quickly."

  The sound can be called soft.

  Bai Po also looked over, and not far away were two tall boys walking side by side.

  One is Qiu Boqing, he naturally saw Bai Po standing beside him, frowned, and didn't speak to her.

  The other person was Jian Rong who they were talking about.

   Jian Rong was wearing a black jacket and slacks. He came over and greeted the vice president, "Vice president."

   "Well, it will start at ten o'clock, don't be nervous," Vice President Qian looked at Jian Rong gently, "As long as you don't make mistakes, you have a great chance of winning the second prize this time, understand?"

   Jian Rong is their biggest hole card in Beicheng this time!

  The Lanting Award this time has an age limit, and there is a big watershed between the first prize, second prize, and third prize.

  The four major cities are all fighting for the second prize.

  The third prize has the most people, and the gold content is several grades lower than the second prize.

  The vice president and the entire Beicheng Calligraphy Association have great expectations for Jian Rong who can win the second prize.

   As for the first prize...

The five first prizes in each session are all from the Chinese Calligraphers Association, not to mention that this year several students of the masters were released by the teachers to participate. The vice president and the others never thought that someone could **** the first prize from this group of evildoers prize.

   "I will work hard." Jian Rong said seriously.

"Of course, everyone else should work hard." Deputy Qian raised his head again, his face much colder. He glanced at the twenty or so people present, and encouraged him lightly, "Qiu Boqing and Xu Hao may win the third prize. As for Others, you just have to work hard to be nominated, and the requirements are not too high for you!"

   A group of more than 20 people set off to the Chinese Calligraphy Association next door.

  Most of the people were chatting and adding WeChat around Jian Rong, while Bai Po and the boy just now were left behind, no one noticed.

"Ah, Jian Rong actually won the second prize? Then he will definitely be able to enter the Chinese Calligraphy Association this time. I only hope that I can be nominated this time," the boy next to Bai Po lowered his voice and whispered to her, " How about you, are you sure you can win the nomination?"

   The universe is uncertain, everyone is a dark horse, good morning.

   Come here first, ask for a ticket to accumulate energy~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)