On the table of the Eight Immortals, except for Bai Qi, everyone's eyes subconsciously focused on Jiang Fuli's face.

His face, like Bai Qi, is too deceptive, not like the kind of person who can write well.

Who knows, he just threw out a sentence of the Chinese Calligraphy Association so lightly??!

Or a premium member?

There are only five special members of the Chinese Calligraphy Association!

Except for the president, each of the rest lives in a simple place, often only seeing the works but not the person, and even the members of the Chinese Calligraphy Association are difficult to see these senior members, and this one in front of them is one of them?

Next to him, Jian Zhe was like being struck by lightning.

He couldn't help but look at Jiang Fuli, and when he touched Jiang Fuli's pale eyes, Jian Zhe immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Questions?" There was no movement for a long time, and Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, no," Qiu Xuezheng was also smashed a little hard, he experienced a lot of wind and waves, and slowly put away his shock, "No problem." ”

The tip of his pen trembled and wrote the word "special grade" after Jiang Fuli's name.

"Do you want to take a grade?" Bai Qian tilted her head, she didn't know the rules here.

tilted his head slightly, and calmly asked Jiang Fuli.

She was wearing the simplest school uniform, her side face was shallow, her eyebrows and eyes were like flowers and trees piling up snow, and the light above her head enveloped her with a hazy and gentle temperament.

"Not only members, but also associations should be rated," Jiang Fuli took the purple clay pot, slowly added tea to her cup, and poured herself another cup, "We are only eight people now, and we are only a junior association. ”

Every year in June, the major book associations will be rated.

Associations are divided into special associations, senior associations, intermediate associations, and junior associations from top to bottom.

There is only one special association in China, which is the China Calligraphy Association, which is one of the reasons why everyone wants to join the China Calligraphy Association.

The high-level associations are spread across four major cities.

Like Bai Qi, he has never participated in the rating, and even if he wins the Lanting Award, he is currently only a junior member.

"This is the membership fee, there is no password," before leaving, Jiang Fuli gave Qiu Xuezheng a card, "She wants to do a good job in the calligraphy school, here is the start-up capital, and I have asked people to make a plan, someone will add you." ”

Qiu Xuezheng sat on the table of the Eight Immortals, looking at an international bank placed in front of him, the black card of Suzaku Bank.

Doubt life.

"Teacher Qiu," next to Jian Zhe, he looked at Jiang Fu's figure leaving Bai Qi, and then looked back at the black card, "We'...... It's not difficult to become a high-level association in the future, right? ”

Qiu Xuezheng was also in a trance, "...... I guess so......"

He felt that Bai Qian would definitely be able to be admitted to the special membership.

With two special members in charge, the senior association should be fine, right?

As for the Special Association, it would only appear in Jiangjing, but they hadn't thought about it.

Of course, the current Jian Zhe and Qiu Xuezheng don't know yet, they think these two people are very powerful, but they don't know these two people...... Teaching talent is the best!

Especially Bai Qi, in calligraphy, she can even completely reproduce Liang Zewen's teaching!

Qiu Xuezheng took a deep breath and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Vice President Qian-

[If they don't want to come, they don't have to force it.] 】

On the other side, when they heard Vice President Qian say that they would not release people to Xiangcheng, Jian Rong and Qiu Boqing were relieved.

Especially Qiu Boqing, he thought that Qiu Xuezheng would persecute him.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Xuezheng didn't send him a word.

**

Meanwhile.

Vinh Phuc Community.

The man in the shirt had a cigarette in his hand, the tattoo on his vest extended to his neck, and behind him were four large excavators. ”

"Mr. Lu, mainly because of a painter," his subordinates carefully lit a cigarette for him, "Building 7 601, Ji Shaojun, he is a educated person, and he is very respected here, so he should see the loopholes in the contract and not let the people here sign it." ”

As he spoke, his subordinates took out another stack of materials and handed them to Mr. Lu.

Vinh Phuc Community is in the development zone, and everyone wants to take this cake.

The people who live here are ordinary people, and the demolition agreement given by Mr. Lu has loopholes, so I thought it would be easy to coax this group of lonely old people, but I thought of it.

None of the people in this group signed up.

After digging deeper, it's all because of the seven 601 buildings.

The whole community listened to the painter.

"Let's go." Mr. Lu took a cigarette and glanced at the information, an ordinary painter and a philistine housewife.

It's close to eight o'clock.

When they arrived, Ji Shaojun was washing dishes, and Shen Qing saw Mr. Lu with open arms and a fierce python tattooed on his body, and couldn't help but take a step back, "Old, old Ji ......"

"Shen Qing, Ji Shaojun, right?" Mr. Lu sat down on the chair that his subordinates had brought over, tilting his head slightly.

His subordinates immediately handed Shen Qing a card.

Mr. Lu bit his cigarette and smiled, "There is one million here, as long as you let the people here sign the demolition contract, the one million will be yours." ”

They specifically investigated.

Ji Shaojun is a noble person, but Shen Qing is a petty citizen.

Million.

Enough to buy a soul.

"A million?" When Shen Qing heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at the card.

This is a huge wealth for an ordinary person.

Shen Qing had never seen so much money.

Ji Shaojun didn't blink an eye, and returned the card to Mr. Lu, "We won't do this kind of thing." ”

Mr. Lu smiled.

He looked at Shen Qing deeply, and then waved his hand, "Let's go." ”

After the others left, Ji Shaojun slammed the door and frowned at Shen Qingdao: "Don't even think about this matter." ”

**

Tuesday.

Yang Lin has come to school for the past two days, Bai Qian took out the books one by one, and thought unhurriedly about how to tell her about moving out of the hukou.

Unlike others, Yang Lin has always avoided contact with people.

"Qiang," in front, Lu Xiaohan looked at Bai Qian with his fingers, "That ......"

Bai Qian raised his eyes, his eyebrows reflected the morning sun, very charming, "said." ”

"Oh," Lu Xiaohan looked at Bai Qi, "It's just that I'm a self-media practitioner, of course, I'm still in the initial stage, I want to post your school anniversary video to my account, can I blur it a little." ”

Zhang Shize, who had just arrived in the class, was dizzy, and he straddled his long legs, "Lu Xiaohan, can you say slowly, who can hear this clearly?" I didn't catch my breath. ”

He just finished speaking.

Bai Qian leaned back, "Yes, you can send it." ”

She has no opinion on this matter, she doesn't know much about the media, but it is difficult for her to refuse Lu Xiaohan's request.

Zhang Shize: "? ”

"You're so nice!" Lu Xiaohan exclaimed in surprise and wanted to hug Bai Qi.

But Bai Qian used one finger against it, her fingertips lightly pressed against Lu Xiaohan's forehead, and with the other hand, she pulled out a book at random, tilted her head slightly, and smiled lazily at Lu Xiaohan, "Speak well, don't move your hands and feet." ”

"Oh." The tips of Lu Xiaohan's ears were slightly red.

Then he remembered something again, and rolled his eyes at Zhang Shize, "Stupid thing." ”

Zhang Shize: "......"

One day of classes.

Bai Qian didn't go to the milk tea shop after school at night, but went to the book association with Jiang He, and the bus stop sign has been applied for, and the route is now being planned.

"Sister," Jian Zhe was moving chairs in the courtyard, and his eyes lit up when he saw Bai Qian coming, "You come and see our classroom." ”

The Book Association is next door to the martial arts hall.

It is smaller than the martial arts hall, covering an area of one acre, and the surrounding rooms are planned by Qiu Xuezheng as classrooms and office reception rooms......

Jian Zhe took Bai Qian to the 30-square-meter classroom, "In two days, when the equipment arrives, the children in the neighborhood will be able to come to learn." ”

"Not bad." Bai Qian put down the schoolbag, then unzipped it and casually handed the bag of things inside to Jian Zhe.

It's so easy to see Bai Qi.

Jian Zhe also took it with one hand.

When he took it, the whole person almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he quickly held on to the wall on the side.

Jiang He sat on the stool on the side, dangling his legs, looking at Jian Zhe expressionlessly.

"What is this?" Jian Zhe looked down in shock and saw dozens of quail egg-sized silver metal inside.

So much, dozens of pounds?

"For practicing calligraphy," Bai Qian raised his hand, revealing a scarlet ribbon on his hand, as well as an egg-sized iridium, "You also hang one every day." ”

She asked Mao Kun for it a few days ago, and Mao Kun was very fast.

Of course, Miss Bai doesn't know the price of her quail egg for the time being.

Jian Zhe nodded in a trance.

**

On the outskirts of the city, abandoned warehouses.

Mr. Lu held two cards in his hands, slowly squatted beside Shen Qing, his eyes narrowed, "Don't you like money?" Two million, you don't want to either? ”

He didn't understand, two million were placed here, but Shen Qing said he didn't want to.

Shen Qing in the information is greedy, vulgar, selfish, and philistine.

He could naturally see that she was a person who loved money very much.

Shen Qing glanced at the bank card, looked up for a long time, and smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, the old man in our community ......"

"I thought we were the same kind of people, but ...... You're really, so disappointed in me. Mr. Lu smiled, he stood up, crushed his foot on Shen Qing's right hand, and gently threw the two bank cards aside.

Shen Qing felt the pain in his fingertips, and his facial features instantly twisted into a ball, "Lu, Mr. Lu......"

Mr. Lu admired Shen Qing's painful appearance, then took a step back and tilted his head, "You guys come." ”

Five minutes later.

"I didn't expect you to be a hard bone," he looked at Shen Qing who was slumped to the ground and re-lit a cigarette, "What now?" ”

Shen Qing raised her head again, she snorted at Mr. Lu, and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, "Even the old man is cheated of money...... You're also a person, haha! ”

"......" Mr. Lu stretched out his hand and slowly wiped the saliva on his face, the smile on his lips was not reduced by half, but his eyes were like a poisonous snake hidden in the abyss, like a python that he extended to his neck, "Give her a good lesson." ”

**

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Ji Mulan, who had just finished taking a bath, received a call, and the bath towel in her hand almost fell to the ground, "What?" ”

She hung up.

Changed into a pair and hurried to find a coat.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Xu En finished the meeting, he saw Ji Mulan take his coat and go out.

"My brother," Ji Mulan furrowed her brows and took the car keys, "He is in the hospital now, my sister-in-law is in emergency treatment, lack of panda blood, only I am." ”

She looked down on Shen Qing, a small citizen who tended to be inflammatory.

But the call was made by Ji Shaojun.

"First aid?" Xu En hurriedly followed, took her car keys and handed them to the assistant, he couldn't drive after drinking at night, "Don't worry, I'll accompany you." ”

Ji Mulan followed behind Xu En and settled down a lot.

Arrive at Xiangcheng Central Courtyard.

As soon as Ji Shaojun, who was standing at the gate, saw Ji Mulan, he hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed her arm and pulled her forward without saying a word.

"Brother, slow down!" Ji Mulan stumbled, "What's wrong?" ”

Ji Shaojun didn't say a word.

directly handed Ji Mulan to the nurse, and said with a deep gaze: "She is panda blood." ”

"You guys get ready," the nurse hurriedly took Ji Mulan to draw blood, and did not forget to hand over the critical illness notice to Ji Shaojun, "The patient's condition is very bad." ”

Ji Shaojun took the paper, trembled, and signed the paper.

In just half an hour, three critical illness notices have been issued.

"You have to be steady," Xu En patted Ji Shaojun on the shoulder, and then asked, "What's the matter with Aunt Aqian?" Just say what you need me to help with. ”

Ji Shaojun signed the critical illness notice and slowly sat on the ground against the wall.

Didn't say a word.

Ji Mulan quickly drew blood and came out, and her face was a little pale.

"Where is Shen Qing's family?" The nurse took the blood bag in and out, and said anxiously: "The blood is not enough, and the patient's condition is complicated, she is panda blood, we can't do the head craniotomy, it is better to go to the Affiliated Hospital of Beicheng University or a larger hospital." We have already helped apply for a consultation with a higher-level hospital, and the above is still giving feedback, I suggest that you try to contact the hospital yourself as much as possible, as soon as possible. ”

Transferring to a hospital is not simple, you need to apply in advance, and you also need contacts.

Xiangcheng Hospital is already responding to Beicheng, but Shen Qing's situation is really complicated, and it is still panda blood.

There was no movement from the Beicheng Courtyard.

Xu En patted Ji Shaojun on the shoulder to comfort him, and motioned for the assistant to call and help Shen Qing contact the hospital.

Xu En is a native of Jiangjing.

Usually I only know Jiang Jing's chief physician, and the assistant sent Ji Shaojun to the doctor for his condition, and after reading it, he was very direct: "You tell Mr. Xu that it is too far away, the patient can't stand the toss, and this operation is ...... I'm afraid only the dean can, I don't dare to take the lead. ”

The voiceover played by the assistant was heard very clearly by everyone.

Ji Mulan couldn't help but grab her coat, a little stunned.

Although she didn't like Shen Qing, she didn't want to see her die on the operating table.

How serious is it?

"You can't contact the dean?" Ji Mulan looked at Ji Shaojun.

He lowered his voice and asked Xu En.

Xu En's assistant held his glasses and looked at Ji Mulan, he knew Ji Mulan, the old lady had never recognized her at all, and I heard that she was married and had a bad daughter.

Xu En wanted to take the daughter back, but the old lady directly sarcastically carried the wishful thinking.

However, the assistant was not ambiguous about Ji Mulan, and only said truthfully, "Madam, that is the director of Jiangjing Hospital, and his appointment will be scheduled until next year." Don't talk about Mr. Xu, even Miss Xu is difficult to see him. ”

Where did Ji Mulan know about Jiang Jing's side.

But as soon as she heard that Xu Yajun couldn't see the dean, she would probably understand.

Xu En was silent for a long time and looked at the assistant: "You call the young master, he is in Jiangjing University, he should know some people." ”

The assistant hesitated a little and disturbed the young master, and the old lady should have said it again, but in the end she went to the contact.

"Thank you," Ji Shaojun sat on the ground, looking at the emergency room with blank eyes, "Blame me, blame me......"

"Where is Shen Qing's family, the patient's blood is not enough......"

Ji Mulan hurriedly stepped forward.

The nurse looked at her and shook her head, "No, you can't smoke anymore!" ”

Ji Mulan drew a lot of blood, her brain was buzzing, she remembered that her number was blacked out by Bai Qian, and asked Xu En to call her, "Quick, Ah Qian...... Ah Qian is also rh negative blood! ”

Well...... See you tomorrow

(End of chapter)