The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 640 - : 253 attended the welcome party, Yan Lu signed! (Second update)_1

Chapter 640: 253 attended the welcome party, Yan Lu signed! (Second update)_1

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Bai Lian had been the one to enlighten Jiang Fulai in modern mathematical logic.

However, Jiang Fulai’s way of solving problems was very direct and aggressive, hardly spending time on an answer that was immediately apparent to him, unlike Bai Lian, who excelled in analysis.

Through these words, the professor seemed to see a gentle and humble student narrating to him through the text.

In his many years of teaching, the professor had never had such a strange feeling.

He flipped over the papers, looking down to find the name of this examinee—

Bai Lian.

...

Indeed, just as he had expected.

“Hey, this student got 182 in math?” Another professor, after adding up the points of the last problem, pushed his glasses up in surprise, “Let me see who it is… Ning Xiao?”

Upon hearing the name Ning Xiao, Zhou Wenqing walked over directly.

He had asked the HR department to check on Ning Xiao and Tang Ming during lunch. They were both from Xiangcheng. Tang Ming’s results were not noteworthy, but Ning Xiao was in the top ten in the national examination; he had some impression of him.

“And this one too, 170, Tang Ming?”

Unfamiliar.

Another name he hadn’t heard of.

The quiet office of the physics department suddenly became lively.

The teacher holding Bai Lian’s answer sheet put down the papers and said, “Professor Zhou, I think her logic fits our Boyuan class very well.”

“Nonsense,” Zhou Wenqing said, pressing down on the papers in his hand, “That’s simply preposterous!”

**

Shanhai Apartment.

303.

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were in the study, receiving a mental baptism from young master Jiang.

“You’ve written the Galois group as an inverse limit. If L ranges over all finite extensions of k, Gk becomes a non-Hausdorff space that’s not totally disconnected…” Jiang Fulai leaned against the desk with his tall figure, speaking while looking at Bai Lian’s desk.

Her desk was cluttered with many things.

Directly in front of him was a rather large building block, hiding all the small pendulum balls behind it.

Jiang Fulai paused mid-sentence, he reached out and calmly moved the large waterwheel blocks to the back, then slowly moved his own pendulum balls in front.

Tang Ming was frantically recording on his phone.

Outside.

In the living room.

When Zhang Shize came down with his luggage, Pu Xiaohan had already been getting Yan Lu to sign autographs, while Yang Lin and Yan Lu played Gomoku on the white jade board on the balcony.

Jiang He was alone, lounging on Bai Lian’s sofa, leisurely twisting a new Rubik’s cube in his hand.

It had been a long time since Zhang Shize had seen Jiang He.

Glancing down, he noticed that Jiang He’s cube had changed, no longer the extravagant spherical one but a much smaller cubic Rubik’s cube.

“Bro, you finally increased the difficulty, huh?” Zhang Shize laughed upon seeing that Jiang He’s cube was no longer extravagant but as small as a standard 3×3 cube.

The TV was still on.

At Zhang Shize’s comment, Jiang He just looked up at him without saying a word.

Inside the study, Tang Ming came out and heard Zhang Shize bragging, so he squatted next to Jiang He, “Bird Bro, let him try the cube.”

Zhang Shize took the cube.

Just as he tried to twist it randomly, he found it didn’t move.

He paused, looking down—

How come the cube, which appeared to be the size of a standard 3×3, had small pieces that were square, rectangular, and even… triangular?

Was this really a legitimate Rubik’s cube?

“This is an SQ1, good man,” Tang Ming patted Zhang Shize’s shoulder.

SQ1?

Zhang Shize had no idea what an SQ1 was, but he felt like what he was holding in his hand was his IQ.

Tang Ming handed the cube back to Jiang He and had Zhang Shize sit down at a table nearby, “The Study God still hasn’t figured out one problem, let me see how you’re doing with your studies.”

**

Bai Lian was on the phone with Ye Jingxian.

“Junior, Xun Qian has already agreed,” Ye Jingxian, finding room 407 empty, called Bai Lian directly, “We can’t lose face if we lose the competition, junior! Junior~ I didn’t even ask you to join the student council.”

As the minister of external relations for the students’ union, Ye Jingxian had her own way of being persistent, “The performance list has to be submitted this week…”

Bai Lian, with her right hand resting on the balcony rail, let her red ribbon dangle down, her wrist pale as jade against the light and ribbon, said simply, “Okay then.”

Ye Jingxian kept talking.

Suddenly hearing Bai Lian agree, she exclaimed, “Ah? Junior, you agreed? Great, great,” her voice becoming tender, “Let’s just sing a simple song and make an appearance…”

Downstairs, Shen Qing had washed two large plates of purple grapes and was about to leave with a bag of cherries.