MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning-Chapter 47 0 I Don’t Care About Dean Jian’s Teacher Appreciation Post (Part 2

  Chapter 47 047 I don't even care about Dean Jian's apprenticeship post (second update)

  Bai Po looked at the other party, and when his eyes touched the other party's shirtless shoulders.

   Can't help but look up, looking at the sky.

"Xiao Wang, put on your clothes quickly," Grandma Wang misunderstood what she meant, and scolded the other party before gently comforting Bai Po: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Wang just looks fierce with tattoos, he is very honest, don't Fear."

  Wang Youfeng looked at Bai Po, and silently reached out to take the coat hanging on the side and put it on for himself.

  Bai Po also recognized that this was the person she had saved in the alley.

   Without changing his face, he helped Grandma Wang to the main room.

  As soon as she entered, she saw three tablets placed in the main room.

   There is a dried sunflower in front of the tablet in the middle.

   She looked at the three neatly arranged tablets, paused for a while, and then looked back.

   "Student," Wang Youfeng put on his shirt neatly, poured a glass of water for Bai Po and Grandma Wang, and then smiled: "Drink a glass of water."

  Bai Po finished drinking the water and was ready to go home.

  It was already dark at this time.

  Grandma Wang came out leaning on a walking stick, and looked at Wang Youfeng who was filling the yard with soil: "Xiao Wang, it's not safe in the dark, please send classmate Bai Po."

  Wang Youfeng looked at Grandma Wang, hesitant to speak.

  He tilted his head to look at Bai Po, who was holding a schoolbag, with cold white fingers pressing the mobile phone to memorize words, a wooden hairpin was inserted obliquely in his hair, the school uniform was spotless, and he glanced at him lazily.

   raised eyebrows.

   An expression of "Let's take another look and try".

  Wang Youfeng immediately looked away: "..."

   That's it, do you think she needs him to send it?

   Silently put down the shovel and sent Bai Po out.

  Both of them tacitly agreed and didn't say anything in front of Grandma Wang. After leaving the house, Wang Youfeng said in a muffled voice, "You live here too? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

   "Just moved here." Bai Po slowly chopped off a word while speaking.

   No wonder.

  Wang Youfeng nodded, and he said when did such a ruthless person appear in Qingshui Street.

   "I don't come to the godmother's house often, so add a contact information. If there is anything the godmother needs in the future, you can contact me directly." Wang Youfeng took out his phone and spoke righteously.

  Bai Po glanced at him.

  I didn't refuse this time.

  Wang Youfeng sent Bai Po back to the gate of Ji's house, looked for the door again, and then walked back slowly.

  At the entrance of the alley, there is a black car waiting for him.

  The man standing by the car bowed his head, feeling very guilty, "We didn't find him."

  Wang Youfeng's stern eyes lowered slightly, and the night completely covered his entire face. He looked at the black-clothed thug, and said slowly: "You can't even handle a doctor, you really... I am so disappointed."

  **

at the same time.

  The exhausted Chen Gang came out of the detention center.

  Waiting outside the door, Chen Zhu went over immediately, and asked, "How is it?"

  Chen Gang pressed his brows together and got into the car, "Go to Ren's house."

  Ren's family.

  Ren Qian has been waiting for Chen Gang to come over.

   "I guessed a little bit," Chen Gang figured out the way, and he sat on the sofa: "The deeper reason is that they deceived others, and the Li family happened to hit the barrel of a gun, killing chickens and monkeys."

  The new official takes office three fires.

  Although Mr. Chen does not need these three fires, he will not let others step on his head.

   It will be a matter of time to rectify Xiangcheng.

  Ren Qian held the teacup, but was helpless: "I asked Mr. Chen, but I couldn't invite him in the name of Master Xuanxuan."

   Right now, the Li family is not important anymore.

  Ren Qian pointed at the table, "I asked the principal, after Bai Po's performance that day, Mr. Chen did go to see Bai Po."

   "What?" Chen Gang was taken aback, "It seems that she plays the guzheng really well."

   Chen Zhu, who was sitting on the side, also looked at Ren Qian in surprise. He didn't understand guzheng, but only understood emotions. He had been waiting for Ren Wanxuan after listening to it that day. It turned out that Master Chen finally went to find Bai Po.

  Ren Wanxuan didn't finish her sentence. When Chen Gang and the others shifted the topic to Bai Po, she said calmly: "My mother helped her find Teacher Yue, and Teacher Yue didn't accept her even after spending a lot of money."

   "Teacher Yue?" Both Ren Qian and Chen Gang had heard of Teacher Yue, and they were surprised.

  Both of them knew Teacher Yue, and Ren Qian was thoughtful, "Master Yue is talented, and he once threatened to accept a talented student."

   It is not surprising that white scorpions are not accepted.

Ren Wanxuan lowered her gaze, feeling that her smile was disrespectful, and she said lightly, "She doesn't know Guzheng at all, and she doesn't know the genres, so she just heard from the school that Mr. Chen is here, so she played Baiyixing opportunistically. Otherwise, Yue The teacher will not scold her for grandstanding, and make Teacher Yue very angry."

   Chen Zhu on the side looked at Ren Wanxuan, and suddenly said, "Bai Po is not opportunistic, she didn't plan to play the guzheng at first."

  Ren Wanxuan's smile froze, she raised her head, and looked at Chen Zhu in disbelief.

  Chen Zhu didn't look at her: "Bai Po's program was originally a sword dance, Chen Wei asked me to go back and get the long sword, but Wan Xuan didn't tell me about it, the long sword disappeared unexpectedly, so Bai Po played the guzheng."

   "You..." Ren Wanxuan pursed her lips.

  She didn't know why Chen Zhu, who had always stood by her side, suddenly turned against her.

  Chen Gang didn't expect that there was something about Chen Wei involved, and his expression turned cold.

   "Wan Xuan!" Ren Qian yelled at Ren Wanxuan loudly, he looked at her, "You come with me tomorrow to apologize to Bai Po."

  Ren Wanxuan opened her mouth.

  Beside Ren Qian, Secretary-General Chao Ren Wanxuan secretly shook his head.

  Ren Wanxuan took a deep breath, held back, her nails were almost embedded in her palms, she lowered her head: "I see, grandpa."

  **

  Jiang Fuli didn't go home until one o'clock in the evening.

  Jiang He's mood improved a lot.

  Sitting on the carpet in the hall and playing with building blocks, the empty house is very quiet with only the slight collision of building blocks.

  Jiang Fuli lowered his eyes, slowly unbuttoned his coat, and clicked on the picture sent to him by Bai Po. It was a chemistry problem.

  He glanced and hung up the black windbreaker.

  When Jiang He passed by, he paused.

  Jiang He sat cross-legged next to the building blocks, lowered his head and fiddled with the building blocks, with a piece of white paper at his feet—

   On the paper is a cat lying lazily.

  Jiang Fuli squatted down, and picked up the piece of paper with his slender, fair fingers.

  Jiang He, who had been putting together building blocks, suddenly looked up at Jiang Fuli.

  Jiang Fuli got up, even though he didn't rest much all day, he didn't look tired at all, and his cold eyebrows and eyes still only had the inherent nobility.

  In front of Jiang He, he unhurriedly folded the paper in half.

   Then put it in your pocket.

  Jiang He stood up.

  Jiang Fuli glanced at him in a good mood, and he said condescendingly, very gentlemanly: "It's one o'clock, if you don't sleep, you may not be as tall as your elder sister Bai."

  On one side, Ming Dongheng who saw everything in his eyes: "..."

  Jiang He stared at Jiang Fuli and went upstairs.

   Then bow your head.

   Pressing the lost and recovered watch, he poked out the head of an ancient city building—

   Illiteracy: 【,】

   Illiteracy: 【,】

   Illiteracy: 【,】

  …

  Just after taking a shower, the senior high school student who was about to go to bed received a series of vibrations.

   And without a break.

  Bai Po put down the hair dryer.

  Looking at the crazy Jiang He, he reached out to open another person's WeChat, sent a video directly, and took the word in one hand.

   She never wastes any time.

  On the other end of the phone, Jiang Fuli, who had just arrived in the study and picked up a pen and paper, looked at the video invitation, paused, adjusted the angle, and then stretched out a finger to point at the green.

   "Ah, where is Jiang He, give him the phone." On the other end of the phone, the girl leaned against the window, reciting words.

   Only said one sentence lazily.

   There was no reply for a long while.

  Bai Po couldn't help but raise his head.

   She just got out of the shower and is lounging by the window.

Wearing snow-white long-sleeved silk pajamas, her half-wet black hair is not rolled up as before, and it hangs down on the back of her head and on the window sill. Behind her is the banyan tree in the courtyard, and above her head is the bright moonlight, which reflects her outline exceptionally dazzling.

  The tails of the eyes are slightly blush, extremely bright.

  The long hair is loose, but it is another scene, Jiang Fuli thought lightly, the wooden hairpin is not bad.

   Send a few more.

   "He's downstairs," Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze, raised his long legs and went downstairs to look for Jiang He, but his tone was very light, "What's wrong?"

  Bai Po continued to recite one word, very loosely: "Ask him why he is crazy."

   "It's time to learn." Jiang Fuli put one hand in his pocket, and his pace accelerated slightly.

  Going back downstairs, he closed his eyes and handed the phone to Jiang He who was poking his watch.

  The overhead is shrouded in shadows.

  It's like the cold air covering the top.

  Jiang He knew who it was without even looking up.

  He ignored the other party.

   "Jiang Xiaoniao," Bai Po said slowly on the phone, "Can you try sending me another comma?"

  Jiang He's short little fingers stagnated in mid-air.

  He raised his head, a pair of round eyes met with white and dark almond eyes.

  Jiang Fuli glanced at him lightly, "Take it, go upstairs to sleep."

  Jiang He went upstairs with his phone in his arms.

  Jiang Fuli watched Jiang He coldly as he carried the phone to his small room, and then went to take a shower.

   When everything was packed, it was past two o'clock.

  He gently pushed open the door of Jiang He's room, Jiang He was already asleep, the phone was clasped upside down on his chest, only the sound of Jiang He's long breathing.

  Jiang Fuli covered the quilt that Jiang He kicked away, and reached out to turn off the light.

   Only then did he lightly pick up his phone and go out.

  The door is closed.

  Jiang Fuli put the phone back in his pocket, went to the study to process the documents sent by the Jiang family, and then returned to his room. The whole house was still empty and quiet.

  He picked up the remote control casually, closed the curtains, and suddenly heard a lazily yawning sound from the mobile phone in his pocket—

   "You can survive better than me."

  He froze and lowered his head to turn on the screen.

  Bai Po on the other end of the phone smiled lazily: "I'm going to bed first."

  The video is interrupted.

  Jiang Fuli is belated.

   It turned out that there were people all the time just now.

  **

  The next day.

  Bai Li got up a little later than usual.

  Ji Heng, who was not awakened for the first time, was not used to it.

  Bai Po sent a full stop to Jiang He and went straight to school. There was no time to detour to see him in the morning.

  Yang Lin still didn't come to class today.

  Bai Po slowly took out the books and homework from the bag and began to think.

  Outside the door, Ren Wanxuan suddenly appeared.

  The prince's class is still Ren Wanxuan.

  The people in Class 15 suddenly fell silent.

  Ren Wanxuan didn't look at anyone, she just looked at Bai Po indifferently: "Bai Po, the principal asked you to go to the principal's office."

   After finishing speaking, leave directly.

   After they left, Zhang Shize looked at Bai Po: "It turned out to be Ren Wanxuan who notified you, sister, when did you actually know her?"

  The others in Class 15 were also curious.

  Bai Po put away his schoolbag, only raised his eyebrows.

Lu Xiaohan looked at Bai Po, and suddenly remembered about the last school celebration, she leaned back: "Ah Po, let's do it first for the school celebration, we can't afford to offend Ren Wanxuan and Chen Wei, especially Ren Wanxuan, It is said that…"

  She looked around and lowered her voice, "Her grandfather is the one from Xiangcheng named Ren."

   These are school rumors, but the students hardly suspect it.

   "Yes," Zhang Shize frowned, "Chen Wei didn't dare to provoke her, you blame me for this matter, don't talk about it when you go to the principal's office later, don't make her unhappy..."

   "Okay." Bai Po stood up slowly, "I have a measure."

  She knows where the principal's office is.

Principal's office.

  The principal is sitting at the conference table, laughing with him.

  Seeing Bai Po approaching, the principal stood up, and then introduced to Bai Po one by one, "Student Bai, this is Mr. Ren, and this is his secretary. You also know this, and this is classmate Ren Wanxuan."

  Ren Qian looked at the principal in surprise.

  He didn't expect that at school, no one knew about Bai Po's relationship with the Ren family?

  Ren Qian smiled and said: "Student Bai Po is my son-in-law's niece, principal, you don't need to introduce."

  Beside Ren Qian, Ren Wanxuan glanced at him and pursed her lips.

   I heard that Bai Po is a relative of the Ren family.

  The principal was also very surprised, and it was fleeting. He also guessed that Ren Qian had something to do with Bai Po, and then left the office to them: "You talk."

  Bai Po opened his school uniform and held a mobile phone in his hand. With half-closed eyes, he watched the principal go out slowly.

  Then dragged away the chair and sat down opposite Ren Qian.

  Put one hand on the table, put the phone on the table with the other, lean back slightly: "What's the matter?"

  Beside Ren Qian, the Secretary-General looked at Bai Po's appearance and frowned.

   "Wan Xuan." Ren Qian tilted his head and spoke sharply.

  Ren Wanxuan pursed her lips, she lowered her head, almost humiliated: "Sorry, Bai Po, I didn't let Chen Zhu go back to get the long sword."

  Bai Li crossed out a word with his almost pale fingers.

   And back another word.

  Hearing Ren Wanxuan speak, Bai Po only raised his eyes slightly.

  Ren Qian met her eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Even though Bai Po had a pair of extremely beautiful and non-aggressive almond eyes, they looked extremely cold at this time.

"Bai Po," Ren Qian looked at Bai Po, acting as a peacemaker between the two parties, "I heard from your uncle that you are learning Guzheng. I have a Guzheng teacher from Xiangcheng who is also well-known in Xiangcheng. Tell me your name." , may study under his name."

   As he spoke, he pushed a business card to Bai Po, smiled, seemingly casually: "Maybe, he may have the opportunity to recommend you to Jiangjing for further studies in the future."

  For Xiangcheng people, Jiangjing is definitely an insurmountable mountain.

   Even Ren Qian himself was in awe of Jiang Jing.

   To have the opportunity to enter Jiangjing for further studies is simply a fantasy for those who lived at the bottom of Xiangcheng since childhood.

   "I hope you will forgive Wan Xuan for what she did, and shake hands and make peace from now on." Ren Qian didn't think Bai Po would refuse, he played the emotional card with sugar-coated bullets.

   "Forgive?" Bai Po pressed the vocabulary book with his fingertips, glanced at the business card, and smiled directly: "I'm afraid it's impossible."

  Ren Qian was stunned, he didn't expect to move out of Ji Shaorong, and with Jiang Jing's opportunity, Bai Po still refused.

  Bai Po picked up the tea that was poured for her on the table, and raised his glass to Ren Qian: "I still have class, goodbye."

  She got up unhurriedly, took the vocabulary book and prepared to go out.

"Miss Bai," the secretary-general standing behind Ren Qian stepped forward appropriately, "I know Mr. Ren is helping you find Mr. Yue, but you may not know that Mr. Yue doesn't accept everyone. He accepts hard work, And a talented student. Believe me, this is already the best teacher our old man can find for you, I think... you should stop thinking about unrealistic things."

  He is very polite, but every single word is saying that Bai Po's heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper.

  Ren Wanxuan looked at Bai Po with a sneer.

"Okay, I want you to talk too much," Ren Qian snapped at the secretary-general, he could easily sing red faces to the secretary-general, and sighed to Bai Po: "But what he said is right, Teacher Yue will accept it if he wants to accept it." A genius who can go to the performance level. He can't be moved by money. Jiawei is a businessman and there are not many channels to find. Trust me, this is the best teacher I can find for you."

   Slap a sweet date.

   is Ren Qian's usual trick.

   "The best teacher you can find?" Bai Po stopped, she held the phone, bent slightly, and pinched the business card on the table with two fingers.

  Ren Qian thought that Bai Po agreed.

   I was about to laugh and say "We will be a family from now on".

   "I don't even care about Dean Jian's teacher apprenticeship invitation," Bai Po read the name on the business card, "Don't talk about this Teacher Shi, do you think I will care?"

  She flicked the business card slightly, and the business card fell lightly to the ground.

   Good morning babies

  

  

  (end of this chapter)