Chapter 277: 105 Brother Jiang’s Gift of a Guqin, a Cross-Century Top-Tier Collaboration (Second Update)_2
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Evening.
Jiang Fulai had just rushed back from Lin City.
He lazily parked his car in front of the library, and only after people began to emerge did he leisurely honk his horn to let Bai Lian know he was across the street.
Of course, he didn’t really need to remind her.
His car was the only one of its kind in the whole Xiangcheng, and its presence had already attracted quite a crowd.
Many had even taken out their cellphones to take pictures.
When Jiang Fulai rolled down his window, those people hurriedly ran off with their phones.
“Mr. Jiang,” Ning Xiao and Tang Ming came over to greet him.
Jiang Fulai rested his left elbow casually on the rolled-down window, slightly tilted his head, his jet-black hair hanging down, his expression unchanged, and he asked in a methodical manner, “What’s the ranking now?”
He was referring to the Jiangjing University app ranking.
Tang Ming instinctively looked towards Ning Xiao.
Ning Xiao was very calm, “561.”
But Tang Ming was on the verge of tears, “…728.”
Jiang Fulai: “Heh.”
Ning Xiao, Tang Ming: “…”
Every time the two of them felt they were doing well, young master Jiang would accurately deliver a blow.
Study, they must study hard, they must study as if their lives depended on it!
Bai Lian opened the passenger door, “You should ask me too.”
Jiang Fulai calmly raised the car window, pretending he hadn’t heard what she said.
In the backseat, Jiang He was sulkily squeezed into a small corner by an item.
The car soon arrived at Purest Street, where fewer vehicles passed by, and Jiang Fulai parked the car at a very open spot.
Just as Bai Lian got out and was about to say goodbye to Jiang Fulai,
“Wait,” Jiang Fulai said, opening the driver’s door and stepping out.
Bai Lian still had earphones in her ears. She casually dismissed a word and waited for him.
Jiang Fulai walked around to Bai Lian’s side, pulled open the passenger door, glanced at Jiang He who silently drew his feet back, then nonchalantly picked up a nondescript grey rectangular bag from the back seat.
Over a meter in length, it nearly took up the entire space of the backseat.
“Hold this,” Jiang Fulai handed the item over to Bai Lian.
That length, that width.
At a glance, Bai Lian could tell it was a Guqin.
She didn’t immediately take it.
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