The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Xu Wenyao was taken aback, then smiled, “Alright, just let me know when you’re going, you have my number.”

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Bai Lian stayed at Yunxiao Hotel with Shen Qing, returning to Boyuan Base early the next morning.

To take today’s C paper.

The difficulty of C paper was apparent, and Bai Lian had roughly figured it out during the three hours that afternoon; she took a pen and began to write down the process on a blank sheet of paper.

She was downstairs early the next morning. She was an early riser, but Jiang Fulai was up even earlier.

After Bai Lian got into the car, she remembered what Tang Ming had said last night about the sourness of Jiang Gongzi’s demeanor and took another look at him. His expression was cool and detached, no different from before.

Jiang Fulai slowly drove onto the main road and arched his eyebrows at her.

As if asking why.

“It’s nothing.” Bai Lian turned on the Bluetooth and connected to the car speakers.

English essays began to play softly inside the car.

When they reached Boyuan Base, it wasn’t even seven o’clock yet.

Bai Lian went straight to the lecture theater. Although it was still early for the eight o’clock start, most people were already there, making Bai Lian’s arrival relatively late.

This learning culture added pressure to the people from the other four major cities.

Except for Ning Xiao and Tang Ming.

When Bai Lian arrived, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming gave up their seats inside and introduced her to the others, “These are students from the four major cities, this is Pei Qin, this is Song Min…”

Boyuan Base did not have a grading system, but there would be an academic presentation. Generally, groups with more than five members could research and produce something.

Local students from Jiangjing naturally stayed together and did not team up with outsiders. Each year, people from the four major cities would automatically form a team, and this year was no different.

Song Min sat calmly in front of Tang Ming, not speaking to Bai Lian.

The two acted as if they did not know each other.

“I am good at number theory,” the boy with the buzz cut raised his hand, “I can handle the number theory part.”

“Pei Qin, my main research in the competition is on fluid physics,” said Pei Qin sparingly.

Everyone began to explain their specialties and their roles in the team.

All these individuals had participated in similar activities before, so their arrangements were all quite rational.

“Physics,” said Ning Xiao.

“Mathematics,” said Tang Ming.

Last was the only female in their group. Bai Lian sat down, took off her coat, and said, “Everything.”

Normally, people had their own strengths, but Bai Lian was actually studying both mathematics and physics, so she just compromised.

The others were taken aback. In fact, they had all heard a bit about one another. Pei Qin and Song Min were famous geniuses in their respective provinces and cities, each with their specialties.

Only the three including Bai Lian were unknown to the others.

Studying everything meant there was nothing she excelled in particularly.

But the expectations for the only female in the group were not that high.

Song Min just frowned and glanced at Bai Lian.

“Hey—” the buzz cut boy laughed; he was the lively sort, just like Tang Ming, “Do you guys know who’s coming to lecture us today?”

Bai Lian looked down and continued reading her book.

The rest were very curious, “Who?”

“Gao Jiachen, Dr. Gao,” the boy said mysteriously, “My uncle by marriage told me, it’s a surname Gao.”

One had to have strong personal capabilities as well as a certain family background to be here, as not just anyone could be a recommender. Hence, they were privy to lots of information,

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming, unfamiliar with the Jiangjing scene, did not speak up but listened intently.

“Dr. Gao?” Song Min looked up in astonishment, obviously recognizing the name.

“Yes, the genius almost as famous as Senior He Wen,” Pei Qin also spoke up, “You know about He Wen, right? The elite student of Jiangjing University, it’s said that he’s now in that lab…”

Their voices were filled with mystery.

This made Ning Xiao and Tang Ming curious as well. Xiangcheng was almost cut off from the world, and their information was far less extensive than that of the others.

Upon hearing the name He Wen,

Bai Lian was taken aback, then lifted her head up.

Though this female student appeared indolent, she gave off an air of being hard to approach. Now that she finally seemed interested, the buzz cut boy proudly said, “That’s right, He Wen, from Xicheng, who got into Jiangjing University on his own merit…”

He talked on and on.

Bai Lian was surprised, “Is he that impressive?”

The buzz cut boy: “…”

As the conversation continued, someone suddenly turned around from the front row and looked back at the group sarcastically, “What Xicheng? Senior He Wen is clearly from our affiliated high school. Also, stop appraising Senior He Wen; he’s not someone you can casually comment on. What dreams are you few chasing? As for whether he’s impressive, that’s not for you to speculate. Wait until you become elite students of Jiangjing University and have your names engraved on the stone behind the statues of famous people, then talk.”

Jiangjing University had a long history, with its founder Liang Zewen leading the way, followed by his disciple Bai Xiangjun, and then a succession of talented historical figures.

Behind the statues was a large stone where only the names of elite students from Jiangjing University could be carved.

This was the dream of everyone who got into Jiangjing University.

But having one’s name alongside the statues of historical figures was exceedingly difficult, and a new student might not even make it in a year.

Most of the names engraved were offspring from scholarly families, with He Wen being the only one who rose from humble beginnings to great prominence—a textbook example.

Those in academic research revered talents greatly.

He Wen’s motivational story won him many fans in the academic world.

“Stop it,” Tang Ming signaled to the boy with the buzz cut and Bai Lian to cease their discussion.

Bai Lian furrowed her brows, looking towards the person who had spoken.

“Calm down,” Tang Ming’s internal alarms went off, and he quickly grabbed Bai Lian’s arm.

Harmony, democracy, civility, rule of law…

Bai Lian withdrew her gaze.

Her phone on the table lit up.

She glanced at it.

Headmaster Ma: “[[Location]]”

Headmaster Ma: “What a coincidence, I ended up at Boyuan Base while out shopping.”