MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning-Chapter 7 00 Ren's family, admission

  Chapter 7 007 Ren's family, admission

  Ren Wanxuan has never wanted to speculate on others with malice, but—

  She also knows where Xiangcheng is. The teaching strength of Xiangcheng Middle School is average, but the Ren family will hire her the best private tutor.

   But most of the others who have a little connection have transferred to places like Beicheng to go to school.

  Where would anyone want to come back?

  Ren Wanxuan had just finished typing when Ji Heng suddenly looked towards the door, "Ah Po is back."

  Ji Shaorong paused, and he turned sideways to look at the courtyard gate.

  A girl pushed the door and came in.

  Following the girl's entry, it was as if a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the dark sky.

She is wearing a light blue blouse with beige cuffs that are neatly buttoned, nine-point cuffs that are slightly wider, and the cuffs are edged with white auspicious clouds, and underneath are ankle-length beige slacks that are embroidered with vivid pink apricot flowers. She is walking The waves of powder surged.

  Playing with a pair of white headphones casually in his hand, the touch of red on his wrist is like a red plum in the snow.

  Ji Shaorong's eyes fell on her clothes, and he could tell at a glance that the dense stitches were made by Ji Heng...

  Ji Mulan's character gave birth to a well-behaved daughter.

   "This is your second uncle." Ji Heng pointed at Ji Shaorong with a pipe, and introduced it to Bai Po.

  Ren Wanxuan didn't look at the so-called cousin, she was still thinking about something, so her expression was a little pale.

  Seeing Ji Heng pointing at Ji Shaorong again with a cigarette pouch, she frowned slightly.

  She was trained by an etiquette teacher invited by the Ren family since she was a child. She learned the etiquette of Jiangjing nobles. Pointing at people with a cigarette pipe is simply too vulgar. Even a servant in the Ren family would not be able to do such a vulgar thing.

  When she was a child, the first time she saw Ji Heng take out a blue and white porcelain bowl with a chip, Ren Wanxuan told Ji Heng that it was too dirty and unhygienic.

   Was severely reprimanded by Ji Shaorong.

   Later, Ji Heng didn't entertain her with this bowl, and bought a clean white porcelain bowl.

  But Ren Wanxuan didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, she could only hold back this kind of thing in her heart, and then go home and complain to her mother, her mother rarely let her come to Ji's house.

  Bai Po grasped the earphone, she glanced at the second uncle Ji Heng was talking about, curled her lips, and said with a smile: "Hello."

   Did not call the second uncle.

  The sound was like the tone of the keys being pressed lightly, clear and ethereal, and Ren Wanxuan subconsciously tilted her head.

  Seeing a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, they are black and white with clearness.

  Looking down, she was dressed in ancient clothes. Before she met her, Ren Wanxuan never thought that this kind of clothes that can't keep up with the trend can look so good on her body?

  Even if Ren Wanxuan doesn't want to admit it.

  She squeezed the phone tightly.

  **

   "It's rare to come back," Ji Heng didn't say much, he broke the silence, and said to Ji Shaorong: "Dining here tonight."

  Ren Wanxuan withdrew her gaze, she stood up with a polite manner: "Dad, I still have private lessons, so I can't go back too late."

   She looked at the well in the yard from the corner of her eye.

  Ji’s household water comes from here. Although the well looks clean, she really doesn’t want to touch the water here.

  So it doesn’t take too long to come every time, and Ji Heng has never drank the water that Ji Heng poured her.

Although Xiangcheng is a bit out of the way, most of the side near Xiangcheng has been re-planned. The citizens have been equipped with sterilized tap water a long time ago, and Qingshui Street has remained the same year after year, and no one has started construction. , Residents still use well water.

  Ren Wanxuan has never seen anyone using well water in this day and age.

   Ji Shaorong glanced at her, "Then you go back first, the driver is still waiting for you outside."

   "By the way," Ji Shaorong thought of something again, "Xuanxuan, this is your cousin, she is also a senior in high school, and she will be transferred to Li soon, you two add a contact information."

   As he spoke, he looked at Bai Po, "Ah Po, Xuanxuan is also academic, and her grades are very good. You can ask her if you don't understand."

  Bai Po bowed her head, she was studying the headphones.

  She decided to take it apart when she returned to her room, not knowing how the earphones worked.

  After being called, she looked up and looked at Ren Wanxuan, slowly trying to take out her phone from her pocket.

  Ren Wanxuan pinched the phone and long pressed to turn it off.

   "Dad, I'm two years younger than her, and I'm seventeen this year." She paused, and then said, "I just kept playing games, and my phone ran out of battery."

   "Hello," Ren Wanxuan looked at Bai Po squarely and was very polite. She took out a certain fruit phone and said in an elegant manner, "Then let's add friends next time."

  Bai Po raised her eyebrows, and she withdrew her hand to hold the phone.

   "Sorry," Ji Shaorong was also silent for a while, and then said softly to Ren Wanxuan: "It's senior year, don't play games every day."

  Ren Wanxuan didn't reply, she nodded casually, and said goodbye to Ji Heng.

   Turning around, the smile disappeared instantly, irritated and impatient.

  Anyone can be a relative of the Ren family?

  **

  Ji Shaorong is here today, and it's not the turn of the white pot to wash the dishes after eating, and it's Ji Shaorong who does the washing.

   Ji Heng looked at his back looking for the bucket, "The bucket is in the utility room, did you forget?"

   Ji Shaorong smiled, then looked around the yard for a while before going to the utility room.

  Ji Heng was sitting on the stool at the door, with paper and pens on the table.

  Bai Po just took off the earphones, she looked at Ji Heng wearing glasses, sitting alone under the yellow light, his figure was stretched very long.

  She grasped the earphone, walked over, squatted at his feet, and raised her head: "Grandpa."

   Ji Heng paused, looked down at her, "What's wrong?"

   "Here you are," she spread out her palms and showed him a small blue toy, "I bought milk tea today as a gift."

  Ji Heng looked at the little blue rabbit in her palm, and reached out to pick it up.

   "Look at this color, do you like it?" He showed the painting on the table to Bai Po.

  Bai Po took a look.

  It is a superb meticulous painting, plum blossom style, yellow stamens are distinct, lifelike, "beautiful."

   "Well, then I will take it to submit tomorrow." Ji Heng looked away, and waved his hand to let Bai Po go back, "Go back and read, remember to get up early tomorrow, your uncle will take you to school."

  He was talking about Ji Shaojun, whose student status has been transferred.

   "Oh," Bai Po stood up and made a request while going back to the room, "Then it will be stretched after finishing the manuscript? I also like poppies, next time you will embroider this for me."

   "You still choose?" Ji Heng glanced at her.

   and others entered the room, but Ji Heng sat where he was, without moving for a long time.

  Stretch up...

   Ji Heng has not heard this word for a long time.

  He seems to be used to people nowadays who like fashion, high-end skirts and high-end clothing.

  No one would like the flowers he embroidered, and no one would appreciate the clothes he made. Even if she ran away from home, she would not take any of the clothes he made for him.

  He looked at Bai Po's back, and then looked down at the little blue rabbit in his palm.

  **

  Inside the house.

  Bai Po, who didn’t need to wash the dishes, was in a good mood. She returned to the room, put the disassembled earphones on the table, and the first thing she did was search for the book Jiang He sent her.

  She opened Qiandu, searched—

  【Jiangjing University Physics】

  However, the result was outrageous. It had everything, except Jiangjing University and Jiangjing University’s physics book. She glanced at the phone page, and there was even a—

  【17 points in physics test】

  Bai Po: "..."

  Student, you are awesome.

  She returned to WeChat, poked Jiang He's profile picture, and said hello politely—

  【. 】

  On the other side of the phone, Jiang He was sitting on the carpet, holding a simulated Chinese cabbage pillow in his arms, holding a seventh-order five Rubik's Cube in his hand, and was slowly twisting it when the watch on his wrist rang.

  He took a look, and saw that the sender was a portrait of a Xiangcheng tower, his eyes lit up.

  Throwing away the pillow, poking open the watch, a message of white scorpion appeared on the thin and light three-dimensional page.

  Bai Jian: 【. 】

  Jiang He replied word by word: [Sister Bai. 】

  Bai Jian: [I won’t go to the library tomorrow, I have to go to class]

  Jiang He: [Okay. 】

  Bai Jian: [I can’t find the book you posted, not even on Jingbao]

  Jiang He rested his chin on his knees and blinked.

  Jiang He: [I'll ask my brother. 】

  He got up from the carpet and went to the study.

  Jiang Fuli is in a video conference. He is wearing white home clothes, leaning against the back of the chair a little loosely, with cold white fingers resting on the table, and his pale phoenix eyes are hanging down lazily, noble and indifferent.

  Seeing Jiang He, he slowly sat up straight, reached out to turn off the camera, and pressed mute, "What's wrong?"

  Jiang He approached, and showed him the page on his watch.

   "Are you asking for her?" Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows, and the soft home clothes also diluted his indifference a little.

  Jiang He nodded.

  Jiang Fuli reached out and took away the fifth-order seventh-order Rubik's Cube that he had recovered half of. "I heard that you want to go back with him?"

  Jiang He nodded again.

  Jiang Fuli slowly helped him back to his original state, took a moment to glance at him, "No."

  Jiang He looked at his Rubik's Cube, but didn't nod this time.

   "Go back to sleep," Jiang Fuli returned the Rubik's Cube to him, "I'll send someone to deliver the book tomorrow."

  The acceptance of his laboratory detector this time did not meet his requirements. He needs a detector that can sensitively perceive the recoil nucleus.

  But the detector medium in the laboratory is not large enough.

  So he is modifying the design drawings to ensure that the detector has a large scale and a very low detection energy limit, and the time is not much.

   Coincidentally, Jiang He has recently found a playmate, so he doesn't have to be distracted to take care of him.

   Waiting for Jiang He to leave, Jiang Fuli looked back, turned on the camera and microphone again, and knocked on the table, calmly and indifferently, "Continue."

  **

  The next day, Xiangcheng Middle School.

  The largest high school in Xiangcheng, Bai Po followed Ji Shaojun to an office.

  In the office, Lu Lingxi was wearing glasses, short hair, and white hair that couldn't be hidden. She looked at Bai Po with soft eyes: "Student Bai, can you tell the teacher why you want to switch to science?"

  Why transfer?

  Bai Li closed his eyes half-closed, his eyelashes drooped slightly, long and curled, covering the bottom of his dark eyes, if at first he just didn't want to see history, then now...

   "Curious." She said quietly.

   "Curiosity?" This is the answer that Lu Lingxi has never thought about.

   "Well," Bai Po looked at the computer on the desk next door, "For example, I really want to know how the computer transmits information."

  Her black pupils reflected the sun refracted outside the window, like a lazy white cat.

  Things are different, no matter how frightened and uneasy she saw the world when she came through.

   But she is trying to explore this era, and it is undeniable that she is now full of curiosity about this era.

   It was the first time Ji Shaojun heard Bai Po talk about this reason. He couldn't help but tilt his head, looking at his niece's well-behaved face full of seriousness.

   Silent for a moment, thinking about how she answered him last time, oh—

so what?

   Oh, perfunctory him?

   "Okay," Lu Lingxi looked at Bai Po quietly, and she could see that she was very serious: "You can make a set of comprehensive science papers and let me have a look, okay?"

  She found a comprehensive examination paper on the table.

   It took Bai Po 20 minutes to return the paper to Lu Lingxi.

  Lu Lingxi is a Chinese teacher. She put away the test paper and handed it to the physics teacher in the same office, asking him to help evaluate the test paper.

   Then he said to Bai Po gently: "Come on, I'll take you to our class. There are 20 classes in the third year of senior high school, and we are in Class 15."

  Ji Shaojun also followed.

  The third year of senior high school is a separate building with five floors from top to bottom. Each floor has four classes, two stairways, and an office in the middle.

   Teacher Lu's office is on the second floor, and Class 15 is in the middle of the third floor.

  While walking through a stairway, a girl in school uniform on the second floor came up with a composition, "Ms. Lu."

   "Student Ren," Lu Lingxi held the frame of the mirror, stopped, and said in a gentle voice, "Put the homework on my desk, wait for me, I have something to tell you."

   "Okay." Ren Wanxuan looked up, but saw Ji Shaojun.

  She hasn't met Ji Shaojun a few times, but he looks like her father, and she can recognize him.

  But at this moment, her attention was on the people around Ji Shaojun—

   It's her, Bai Po.

  Ren Wanxuan was taken aback for a moment, and thought a lot in a flash. Did she really transfer to this school?

  Has the Ji family mentioned the Ren family to her?

   When Ji Shaojun saw Ren Wanxuan, he could tell what she was thinking by looking at her eyes, and he looked away calmly.

  He used to be very kind to Ren Wanxuan. Once he wanted to ask Ji Shaorong for help with something, so he went through all kinds of hardships to enter Ren's house.

   Then I saw the painting he gave to Ren Wanxuan in the trash can of Ren's house.

  Since then, I have never been to Ren's house again.

Lu Lingxi smiled and explained to Bai Po and Ji Shaojun in a low voice, she sighed: "That's Ren Wanxuan, this kid is really, really smart, he skipped two grades in junior high school, student Bai, you'll know after two days at school She is here, and if you have the opportunity, you can ask her for advice on how to study."

  Ren Wanxuan didn't care about Ji Shaojun, she smiled at Lu Lingxi, looked away and went to the office.

  Put the workbook on the table, and see a comprehensive science test paper on the table.

   Good night, go to bed early~

   ps: (Stop calling me bald!!)

  (end of this chapter)