"Sister Xin," Lu Xiaohan thought of Dean Jian, and thoughtfully: "Sister Qian, she knows how to guzheng, you let her try." ”

Wen Qi took a melon seed from Jiang He's hand, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Sister Xin stared at Bai Qi's face, her face was lazy like the moon in the sunset, glamorous but not demonic, obviously a loose demeanor, every move but calm, confident and humble, long spear and guzheng......

She had a sense of absurdity.

This is the Miss Bai recorded in the history books, right?

Sister Xin came back to her senses, "Miss Bai, our Yan Lu has received too much favor from you this time, thank you." ”

Of course, even though Bai Qian said that she could compose, Sister Xin still didn't let go.

She's also trying to find people in her circle.

The character song written in a short period of time, Sister Xin is also afraid that the quality is not up to par, Yan Lu's voice is good, but she is afraid that Yan Lu will be scolded by netizens after singing.

This is something that Sister Xin desperately doesn't want to see.

Bai Qian and Yan Lu have paid so much for this role, and she doesn't want this role to have any shortcomings.

Sister Xin didn't completely pin her hopes on Bai Qi, and took her mobile phone to communicate with Director Wan, looking for contacts in various ways, hoping to find an unreleased song that fits the role and buy it.

Bai Qian knew that Sister Xin could not fully trust herself, not only Sister Xin, but Bai Qi herself was not sure.

While thinking, she asked Yan Luping to hold the gun and train her walking posture back and forth.

Yan Lu is very talented in acting, and Bai Qi can show that kind of temperament with only a few words.

"Xiaohan," Bai Qi felt that she had no problem learning, so she leaned over slightly and asked Lu Xiaohan, "Can I take the guzheng home for two days from school?" ”

Lu Xiaohan didn't know either.

"You wait," Lu Xiaohan took out his mobile phone and flipped out Xu Qian's number, "I'll ask Xu Qian." ”

Xu Qian is the minister of literature and art and has the key to the storeroom.

"She said yes," Lu Xiaohan stuffed the phone back into his pocket, "I'll get it for you." ”

Lu Xiaohan and Xu Qian were more familiar, and Bai Qian continued to stare at Yan Lu here.

Next to him, Jiang He, who was sitting on the steps, looked at Bai Qi, and then looked at Lu Xiaohan who went out, thoughtfully.

**

Bai Qian hugged the guzheng and took Jiang He back.

Lance sat next to Ji Heng and chatted with him, and was very surprised when he saw the guzheng held by Bai Qi, "What Mo? ”

"Guzheng," Bai Qian put the guzheng back into the room without hurry, and came out with a silver needle, explaining to Lance in detail, "it is a musical instrument of our country. ”

Lance, who had never seen the zither before, reached out curiously and plucked the strings.

"Zheng—"

The voice is like a clear cry left by a lonely Hong.

He stretched out his hand again, and plucked it wildly, and his voice was like a crowd of demons dancing.

Jiang He covered his ears silently, he didn't speak, just stared at Lance.

Lance became even more energetic, until Bai Qian slowly gestured the silver needle on his head, and said slowly: "If you move again, I will be paralyzed." ”

Lance: "......"

He understood, silently returned to the recliner outside, and let Bai Qi give him a needle.

Bai Qian finished giving Lance acupuncture before returning to the room.

She put the piano on the table, remembered Ming Dongheng's incident, and took out her mobile phone to send Ming Dongheng a long sentence in the past-

【*& amp; amp; ￥@#@……】

[Sit and hold firmly, pay attention to breathing and breathing, and concentrate on breathing with your abdomen]

【……】

It wasn't until she had finished sending her hand that she reached out and plucked the strings.

Jiang He lay on the edge of her table, staring at her fingers, she only plucked the strings with her left hand, and three or four strings together at the same time.

The sound is light or heavy, but there is no music connected to it, as if I am listening to the sound at random.

Sharp.

Jiang He was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Bai Qian looked at him and chuckled: "You seem to be slow in my family." ”

After speaking, he wrote down a word in the notebook next to him.

It's something I've experienced, and she's full of emotion, but she's still trying how to interpret this tune.

Jiang He will go to see what she wrote at this time.

Bai Qian's writing is always good-looking, simple and clear, but Jiang He's look, he just finished reading the dictionary and began to doubt life, he looked at the words written by Bai Qian with a blank face-

There are four, seven, and a box in one word?

Or is it still a word?

He sat back down in a daze.

Haven't learned, haven't learned at all.

After a while, Bai Qian wrote down a few more words, he didn't believe in evil, and went over to take a look again, good guy, this time there are nine, four and three in one word, and there is even a big one?!

Jiang He stood up and silently moved outside to watch Ji Heng teach Lance to play backgammon.

Lance couldn't play Ji Heng, and when he saw Jiang He, his eyes lit up, and he asked Ji Heng to go away, he wanted to play chess with Jiang He.

Jiang He had never played backgammon, so Ji Heng took the cigarette pouch and told him the rules.

Three minutes later.

Lance: "......? ”

Again.

Two minutes later.

Lance: "? ”

Again.

A minute later.

Lance: "(smiles)"

Jiang He put away the white chess pieces, and finally felt a little confident.

He sat on the stone bench and poked his watch again to send a message to Jiang Fuli.

Jiang He first tried it: [,]

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Fuli is still in the laboratory, he will go to see Zhang Erqiu with Bai Qi tomorrow morning, and he will hurry up to deal with the laboratory today.

The temperature of the laboratory in Area B is constant all year round, and in order not to bring pollution to the laboratory, everyone inside will wear a lab coat.

He stood in front of the detector and leaned slightly to look at the mass and scattering cross-section of the dark matter particles on the instrument.

There were a few people standing behind him, and He Wen was particularly excited, "The sensitivity of anti-coincidence detection is much higher, and many laboratories in the world have called us to ask for ......."

Jiang Fuli tilted his head slightly, the lenses glowing with cold light couldn't block his dazzling sight at all, and his slender and cold white fingers put away the document He Wen handed over.

He didn't speak, only raised his hand slightly.

Others will understand in seconds and can go back.

The phone lit up, Jiang Fuli picked up the phone, and it was a comma sent by Jiang He.

Jiang Fuli: [?] 】

After confirming that Jiang Fuli had time now, Jiang He went to Bai Qi to secretly take a photo.

Jiang He: [[Picture]]

Jiang He: 【,】

Jiang Fuli walked towards the lounge in Area D, and clicked on the picture to look at it, and there was a neat line of words on the picture, and it was not accurate to say that it was a word.

See this line of words.

Jiang Fuli paused, and the assistant who followed him was almost startled by Jiang Fuli who suddenly stopped.

He took a few steps back, then secretly raised his head and secretly observed.

Jiang attached his fingertips and tapped the line.

It took a long time before he replied to Jiang He unhurriedly-

【Little Illiterate】

[This is a minus word notation]

Behind him, the assistant saw strangely that Jiang Gongzi's mood seemed to be much better, not much better, but a little more popular and pyrotechnic than before.

The assistant was greatly encouraged: "There is an international lecture at Jiangjing University, and the research institute asks if you have time to go back and give a lecture to them. ”

Jiang Fuli tilted his head, he was wearing a white lab coat, he was extremely cold, and his tone was light, "There's no time." ”

After all, I have to go to prison to teach a big fool.

If you can't teach it, Bai Qian may have to doubt his teaching level.

**

Following.

Early in the morning, Bai Qian got up to find Zhang Shize.

Jiang He wanted to go to Ji Shaojun's new house with Ji Heng, so he was not in a hurry to get up, and he was still lying in bed.

Jiang Fu left the car and stopped at the intersection of Qingshui Street.

Bai Qian got into the car, and she lazily fastened her seat belt.

There was a faint, cool smell in the car.

Bai Qian wrote the score until nine o'clock last night, and she didn't continue for fear of making noise to make others rest, and writing the score was a temporary decision, which took up more than three hours of her time.

She has her own plan every day, she is very self-disciplined, and she only starts the day's plan after composing the song.

Planning was completed more than three hours later than before.

So much so that I didn't go to bed until after three o'clock.

Wake up at five o'clock.

Because Zhang Shize was going to start working at half past seven, they had to start counseling early.

Jiang Fu drove steadily out of the car, Bai Qian fell asleep halfway, she was very vigilant every day, she may be too tired today, or maybe she feels that she feels relaxed here.

Jiang Fuli lowered the sound of the spring-like zither in the car.

When the car slowly stopped at the gate of the prison, Bai Qi hadn't woken up yet, Jiang Fuli looked at the time, it was not half past six, he didn't call her, he just turned off the engine and opened the window, turned around and looked at her seriously.

It was early, and before the morning sun could be revealed, only a wisp of wind swept across her face.

Bai Qi's hair was still pulled down at will today, the broken hair was gently blown by the wind, and the black hair was blown from the side of the face to the tip of the nose.

Jiang Fuli stared at the strand of hair for a long time-

How dare it provoke me?

Jiang Gongzi coldly stretched out his hand and put the strand of hair where it should be.

It was almost half past six that he woke people up as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Shize felt that Brother Jiang seemed to be very good at talking today.

Didn't scold him.

He was confused.

At 7:20, Yan Lu was waiting outside, she wanted to tell Zhang Shize the news of "Dayong", and she would join the group next week, and she would not see Zhang Shize for a long time.

Bai Qian should go out first.

Jiang Fuli followed behind her.

Zhang Shize usually talks a lot, but he can't say it in the face of Yan Lu, Yan Lu himself is also a cold and glamorous character, the last time Yan Lu came with his parents, the two hardly said a word.

Jiang Fuli fell behind Bai Qian and was about to bring the door.

He glanced at Zhang Shize, then at Yan Lu, and suddenly spoke: "Zhang Shize, are you healed?" ”

Zhang Shize was stunned.

Yan Lu looked at Zhang Shize, and then at Jiang Fuli.

"The last time he fought with Liu Xinming, he suffered a very serious internal injury, and he hasn't recovered yet." Jiang Fuli pointed to the place where Zhang Shize was beaten by his cellmate, and then went out elegantly.

Zhang Shize touched his stomach, and then looked up at the anxious Yan Lu.

Daigo empowerment.

**

Ji Shaojun bought a new house in the Xin'an community.

On the Ring Avenue, not far from Qingshui Street, Building 11 101.

The community is newer than before, it has only been built for a few years, a building has 12 floors, the occupancy rate is not very high, and the house price is not very expensive, more than 3,000 square meters, Ji Shaojun and Shen Qing bought it on the first floor.

When Bai Qian and Jiang Fu arrived, there were already many people in Ji Shaojun's family.

Chen Ju was studying chess with a colleague of Ji Shaojun, and Ji Heng was holding a cigarette pouch and pointing aside.

Ji Shaojun's family also has two students who are playing with Jiang He, mainly watching Jiang He build blocks and play the Rubik's Cube with an amazed face.

Ji Shaorong helped Ji Shaojun in the kitchen, Shen Qing was recovering from a serious illness, she wore a hat on her head and entertained guests in the hall.

The small living room was packed.

The door opened.

Shen Qing saw Bai Qian and Jiang Xiang separate, she beckoned the two of them to come in, and closed the door, "Ah Qi, Xiao Jiang, you two are here." ”

Ji Heng, who was standing beside Chen Ju, subconsciously raised his head.

It just happened to be on top of Jiang Fuli.

The lively hall was instantly blown by a cold wind.

Chen Ju didn't look back, his hand subconsciously stopped in mid-air, and previous experience told him that someone should have arrived.

He tilted his head.

Sure enough, I saw the cold Jiang Gongzi falling one step behind Bai Qi.

Ji Heng held the cigarette pouch in his hand, he looked at Jiang Fuli from beginning to end, and then watched Ji Shaojun poke his head out of the kitchen and greeted Jiang Fuli skillfully.

Ji Heng: "......? ”

Who is this thing that pops up?

"Dad, this is Xiao Jiang," Shen Qing took out two more cups, poured water for Bai Qi Jiang Fuli, and enthusiastically introduced Jiang Fuli to Ji Heng, "I was hospitalized last time thanks to him." ”

Shen Qing broke the deadlock and enthusiastically introduced Jiang Fuli to Ji Heng.

Jiang Fuli greeted Ji Heng very politely, "Hello." ”

Beside Ji Heng, Chen Ju was holding the chess pieces and hurriedly avoided them.

So he's the only one who doesn't know him?

Ji Heng looked at Jiang Fuli, his voice was muffled, and he said "um", not much to say.

Shen Qing asked Jiang Fuli to sit down, and she herself went to cut fruit for the two of them, Jiang Fuli sat on the sofa with a glance, and there was a Ji Heng who glanced at him from time to time.

Both were silent.

Bai Qian sat lazily on the side and brushed up on the questions.

Occasionally, I would think back to the score and write it down when I thought of something.

Shen Qing brought a new fruit bowl from the kitchen and gave it to the two of them.

Jiang Fuli is very general about fruits, but when he saw that there were cherries, he took one and tried it, and the cherries that Shen Qing bought were not sour.

It's OK.

So he took two more and handed them to Bai Qi.

He reached out again and hooked the trash can beside Jiang He.

Jiang He turned his head expressionlessly to look at Jiang Fuli.

"Brother kid," beside Jiang He, a high school student gently pulled down Jiang He's sleeve and pointed to the Rubik's Cube in his hand, "You can restore this too." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Fuli looked down at the Rubik's Cube in Jiang He's hand, and then laughed mockingly.

Jiang He: "......"

He angrily restored that side.

The high school students were amazed.

On the other side, Ji Heng glanced at it and slowly withdrew his gaze.

**

After eating, Chen Ju Ji Heng and they want to stay here to play cards.

Ji Shaojun brought a painting to Bai Qian and asked her to help hand it over to Xu En, Xu En didn't arrive today, but the ceremony arrived early in the morning.

This is Ji Shaojun's return gift to him.

Bai Qian sent a WeChat message to ask Xu En, but the other party is still holding a press conference, and he has no time, so he said that he would come to get it in the evening.

That Ji Shaojun would definitely talk about her, and Bai Qian asked Xu En to send her the address.

She went to him later.

Xu En quickly sent an address to Bai Qi-

[There is a dinner party, you have time to eat a little, a lot of good food]

[It's a pity that your uncle can't come]

Shen Qing has a lot of people.

Bai Qi wanted to find a place to brush up on the questions, and Jiang He followed them back.

Jiang Fuli drove the car back to the single-family building where he usually lived.

Bai Qian slept again on the road, feeling better than before.

Ming Dongheng was sitting cross-legged on the lawn in the garden, his four fingers folded in the palm of his hand, motionless like a mountain.

Jiang He jumped out of the car, then squatted beside Ming Dongheng and looked up at him.

Ming Dongheng opened his eyes and was startled, he jumped up and found that his body was lighter, "Little master, why are you back?" ”

As soon as he looked up, Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli also got out of the car.

Ming Dongheng opened his mouth to talk to Bai Qi, but when he saw Jiang Fuli, he hurriedly stood firm again, returning to his previous cold and rigorous, "Young Master, Miss Bai." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Fuli glanced at him.

Bai Qian smiled at Ming Dongheng.

Jiang He pulled the corner of Bai Qi's clothes and asked her to look at his paintings.

Jiang Fuli looked at the backs of the two of them, and went to the study with a cold face to hold an online meeting with the Jiang family.

**

Downstairs.

After hearing that Jiang Fuli had finally returned, Chen Jingyu quickly came over.

There's also a lady by my side.

She wore a plain dress underneath, a beige coat on the outside, and her chestnut hair was permed into lazy big waves, scattered behind her head.

"Remnant." Seeing her, Ming Dongheng stood up slightly and greeted her, and his tone was extremely respectful.

The corners of Yu Hongyi's lips pursed slightly, her complexion was slightly cold, and only Ming Dongheng nodded.

Accustomed to this attitude.

She came on behalf of Old Man Chen, and Ming Dongheng went upstairs to find Jiang Fuli.

It didn't take a while.

Ming Dongheng went downstairs, the air pressure was slightly lower, Yu Hongyi and Chen were stunned, the two looked at each other, and quickly stood up.

I didn't expect Jiang Fuli to come down so quickly.

"Yushen, it has to be you." Chen said excitedly, he hadn't seen Jiang Fuli three times.

Yu Hongyi was very surprised, but she smiled when she heard the words.

A long figure slowly descended the wooden staircase.

He changed into a slightly soft white home clothes, but his slightly drooping face was still like the cold glow of a sword blade, and the cold glance swept over, better than all frost.

It's like a colorful picture.

Chen Jingyu lowered his head, not daring to look: "Jiang Shao." ”

Yu Hongyi also came back to her senses, she retracted her gaze and took out a letter, "This is from the old man for you." ”

Ming Dongheng stretched out his hand to take Yu Hongyi's letter, held it in his hand, and did not leave Jiang Annex.

Yu Hongyi glanced at the letter in Ming Dongheng's hand and pursed her lips slightly.

However, they all knew that Jiang Fuli rarely accepted things from others, unless it was his friend or the researcher he brought.

Jiang attached his head to the forehead, indicating that he already knew, and he was extremely indifferent.

Then he walked unhurriedly to the cabinet at the door.

As he walked by, the ground seemed to be covered with frost.

The cold white fingers opened the drawer, hooked a bunch of keys from it, and then half-leaned on the cabinet, the slender fingertips tapped the tabletop, and looked at the stairs casually.

No one dared to speak in the dead hall, Chen Jingyu and Yu Hongyi glanced at each other, not understanding what the situation was.

Until there was another noise upstairs.

Chen Jingyu and Yu Hongyi were very surprised, and subconsciously raised their heads.