The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Just think about it, He Wen had been unbeatable at Jiangjing University, and even the affiliated high school of Jiangjing wanted to display his name prominently—what kind of glory must he have had in Xicheng?

In the middle row of seats in the classroom, Wang Xu, Pei Qin, and Song Min, among others, were all staring blankly at Bai Lian, who was lazily leaning against the lecture podium.

Bai Lian knew He Wen?

And they had worked on a mathematical modeling project together?

In front of Wang Xu, Ling Ziyao let out a sigh of relief and smiled, his eyes on Bai Lian, who was standing at the podium, “Just the other day, we were discussing Senior He Wen, and now you’re saying you’ve worked on a math model with Senior He Wen. Even in Jiangjing, there are only a few who could see Senior He Wen now, and you claim you’re the second author. I might as well say I’ve been doing experiments with Senior He Wen in the lab!”

The name He Wen was not only well-known among students but also among a group of doctoral supervisors.

Not only because of his own talent but also because of the experiences he underwent: being suppressed and enslaved by his mentor, having his papers blocked… and then, by some stroke of fate, he leaped into the Jiang Family’s laboratory.

The academic circle was much deeper than the business and political circles; it wasn’t so easy for someone with a humble background to rise to prominence.

And yet, by some twist of fate, He Wen had caught the eye of the Jiang Family.

Many doctoral supervisors envied his luck.

He owed his fame today to talent, effort, and luck—not one could be lacking.

It was well known that those who entered the Jiang Family’s lab were almost cut off from the world, appearing in public only for important occasions.

Right now, only the people in Director Huang’s row had learned from Gao Jiachen that this modeling was part of He Wen’s paper.

“So it’s his work…” Director Huang breathed a sigh of relief, which was understandable.

Considering the people under Jiang Fulai’s command, it wouldn’t be impossible for Director Huang to believe they could achieve controlled nuclear fusion research the next day.

However, when Bai Lian said she had also participated in He Wen’s model, it was almost akin to a kindergarten student participating in a university competition.

If someone else had claimed this, Director Huang would have simply laughed it off.

Thinking that the person who said it was somewhat hysterical.

But the one who said this was Bai Lian, and Director Huang glanced at Academician Ma.

Academician Ma merely raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed, without even a flicker in his eyes, and as his most senior disciple, Director Huang quickly stood up.

“Gao Jiachen,” Director Huang approached Gao Jiachen’s place, “pull up He Wen’s paper.”

Apart from Liang Wuyu, Gao Jiachen really didn’t care about anyone else in the class and naturally he hadn’t paid attention to Bai Lian’s name.

Of course, even if he knew Bai Lian’s name, he wouldn’t care about who was the second or third author in He Wen’s paper.

Gao Jiachen rarely looked at papers on his phone, so he was a bit clumsy in doing so and took some time to search.

He remembered the title of He Wen’s paper and typed in a few keywords.

Soon, a newly published paper appeared.

Gao Jiachen clicked on it directly.

“Director Huang, how could you believe what a high school senior…”

While reading, Gao Jiachen spoke with Director Huang, but before he could finish his sentence, his eyes fell on the names under the title—

Wen He

Lihong Xing, Lian Bai

The first author was listed up front, followed by the second author.

All formal journal submissions used English, and Gao Jiachen’s eyes were fixed on the last name.

Although he didn’t remember Bai Lian’s name before, he had remembered the pronunciation of “Bai Lian” when she introduced herself just now.

He rapidly scrolled backward, all the way to He Wen’s acknowledgments, which were quite lengthy—

[…In the laboratory, Xing Lihong taught me how to use the experimental equipment, helped me record data… and luckily there was the model variable thinking provided by Bai Lian, which allowed me to…]

Gao Jiachen read each word carefully as he moved down the page.

Bai Lian’s name was not only listed as the second author, but the content in the acknowledgments also matched what Bai Lian had claimed.

Director Huang had had some guesses even before seeing this paper, and now with his suspicions confirmed, he let out a long breath.

Damn it, this model really did involve a high schooler’s work.

“Dr. Gao,” Bai Lian looked at Gao Jiachen’s reaction and guessed he had seen the paper, she stood up properly, and politely said, “If you think it might be a case of the same name, you can contact He Wen at any time to verify it.”

Director Huang took out his phone, just in time to receive a WeChat message from President Ma—

[It’s her]

Ultimately, the speculation was confirmed, and Director Huang gazed intently at Bai Lian before saying, “I have already confirmed with He Wen, and this is not a case of the same name.”

With that, he nodded to the professors at the back row, “Please score accordingly.”