"I made it very clear last time. I now have the same household registration as my grandpa." Bai Qian lowered his head and slowly zipped up the zipper. When he raised his head again, his almond-shaped eyes were calm, "Don't mention this matter again. I will never

Maybe I'll leave with you."

Bai Zian is not the real original owner.

She didn't know what Ji Mulan was thinking, but even if Ji Mulan was really reflecting and making amends, she would not be able to forgive the Bai family and Ji Mulan on behalf of the original owner.

Because the damage was already done, the original owner died alone in that lake.

Bai Zian cannot forgive anyone on her behalf.

Ji Mulan froze on the spot.

Bai Qian nodded slightly towards Ji Mulan and left with Shen Qing.

After entering the elevator, Shen Qing dared to talk to Bai Qian, "You fool, don't take advantage of me. Your future stepfather is from Jiangjing..."

Shen Qing said, unable to help but click his tongue.

I don’t know where Ji Mulan’s good fortune came from.

Bai Qian put her hands in her pockets. She unexpectedly didn't memorize the words and just walked forward lazily, "Oh."

"Damn kid," Shen Qing originally wanted to say, "You know what Jiang Jing means," but then he remembered that Bai Zian was willing to give up even the Bai family, so he fell silent again: "..."

**

Bai Zian just returned to class.

Lu Xiaohan waved to her from his seat and smiled: "If Mother Lu asks you to come back, go to the principal's office immediately!"

The principal's office again?

Principal's office.

"Mr. Qiu, Director," the principal looked at Qiu, the director of the Political and Cultural Affairs Bureau who was sitting there, and cautiously suggested: "Classmate Bai is out, why don't you two eat first?"

"No need." Qiu Xuezheng waved his hand.

Looking intently in the direction of the office door.

Beside him, the director, who had just arrived not long ago, was looking at a large calligraphy piece that the principal had just given them. It was written by Bai Qian with a wolf-brush pen before.

The piece of paper was taken by the photographer to be re-photographed, but the principal only had the photo.

"I think you're right," the director whispered to Qiu Xuezheng, "we really have hope."

The two were talking.

There was a slight knock on the door, and Qiu Xuezheng and the director immediately raised their heads, revealing a thin figure.

The other party lowered his head slightly, held the door with his long, cold white fingers, and lazily walked in as he pushed the door open, and the cold jade-like light slowly entered.

It's a girl.

The director and Qiu Xuezheng both looked away.

They both subconsciously thought that only boys could write such words.

"Principal," Bai Qian looked at the principal and narrowed his eyes: "What do you want from me?"

"It's not me," the principal also glanced at Qiu Xuezheng and the two of them. He was surprised that they were so calm at this time: "Classmate Bai Qian, it's Mr. Qiu and the others who are looking for you."

Qiu Xuezheng thought it was some student who had trouble with the principal.

When he heard what the principal said, he stood up suddenly and stared at Bai Qian closely, "Did she write this word?"

"Yes." The principal was shocked by his reaction.

Qiu Xuezheng and the director looked at each other. There were more men than women in the calligraphy field. Over the years, there have been seven Lanting Awards, and only one woman has won the first prize.

I thought that Ren Wanxuan, whom I had met, was a top-notch person, but I didn't expect that the person who wrote with such majestic writing style was actually a girl.

The director was more direct than Qiu Xuezheng: "Classmate Bai, are you planning to participate in the Lanting Award this year?"

If you miss this year, you will have to wait three years.

Bai Zian didn't recognize them and just raised his eyebrows, "Lanting Award?"

Never heard of it.

"...?" Not only the director and Qiu Xuezheng, but also the principal thought it was too outrageous, "Classmate Bai, don't you know about the Lanting Award?"

Bai Zian's eyes are sincere.

Could it be that he is the apprentice of a hidden master?

Qiu Xuezheng gave the director a look, and the director explained the Lanting Award to Bai Qian with understanding, "If you participate, you will definitely be shortlisted! Not to mention shortlisted, it is possible to win the third prize. Of course, it may be a little difficult to win the third prize this year, but by then

The Chinese Calligraphy Association will definitely invite you to join when the time comes..."

He talked freely.

They all talk about the benefits of participating in the Lanting Award.

Of course, no matter how much he said, he would only dare to talk about the third prize. After all, Qiu Boqing only went for the third prize.

"Oh." Bai Qian was not interested. She lowered her long eyelashes, her dark eyes looked lazy, and she always had a careless tone when she spoke, "Is there anything else, principal?"

Qiu Xuezheng thought a lot with the director, but the only thing he didn't expect was that Bai Qian was not interested in the Lanting Award.

After all, there is no calligrapher who is not interested in the Lanting Award.

Wan Xuan was re-elected and had been trying her best to participate.

Seeing the other party walking outside, the director said helplessly: "I originally wanted to say that if you participate in the Lanting Award, you can help us apply for the Calligraphy Association in Xiangcheng, so that more children can learn calligraphy."

Bai Xian paused. She stopped, turned around, and the sun gently hit the side of her face: "Apply for the association?"

"Yes, after receiving the award, it will be easy to apply for the Calligraphy Association," Qiu Xuezheng explained softly: "There are many children in Xiangcheng who want to learn calligraphy, but the teachers are not enough and the resources cannot keep up. With the Calligraphy Association, it will be much easier.

.”

"That's it," Bai Qian gently flicked a strand of hair that drifted to her side, with a light eyebrow, "Then I'll join."

"ah?"

Bai Qian thought about the third prize again. She touched the iridium on her wrist and thought thoughtfully: "The higher the ranking, the better the benefits I apply for?"

Good morning~~
Chapter completed!