The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 650 - : 257 allocated positions, your niece’s beam body is well written (second update)_2

Chapter 650: 257 allocated positions, your niece’s beam body is well written (second update)_2

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Ding Wenyang was a local of Jiangjing, and his family was fairly well-off, but no matter how wealthy, he had never seen anyone recharge their meal card as if it were a bank card.

Looking at the balance on the card, he fell into silence.

Even when a group of people gathered together for a meal, Ding Wenyang still hadn’t quite gotten over it.

“Today’s lecture by Academician Ma was too complex,” someone at the table started to discuss the topology class they had attended, with few understanding it, “Liang Wuyu, did you get it?”

Liang Wuyu was beside them, scrolling through her phone while eating, and upon hearing the question, she looked up, “I followed most of the class content, but the direction for the assignment isn’t very clear.”

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Lacking direction was quite normal; Ding Wenyang was also completely clueless.

Tang Ming was looking at the group chat he had with Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai when Jiang Fulai sent just two words—

[Eight o’clock.]

He started to slowly pick at his food, wondering whether he should bring an extra voice recorder tonight, “Hey, where’s our group’s ace, Wang Xi?”

Seeing that Wang Xi had not arrived, Tang Ming asked Ding Wenyang.

Ding Wenyang said that Wang Xi was the key figure in their group.

“He’ll be here soon,” Ding Wenyang was saying, when he saw Wang Xi coming through the main entrance. He quickly waved to Wang Xi, “Over here!”

Wang Xi approached and nodded to them amicably, “Hello, everyone.”

**

The Tongfeng class had lessons from two to five-thirty in the afternoon.

The subject in the afternoon was electromagnetism.

There were no lessons in the evening, but there was self-study time, which was also when study groups exchanged and discussed academic matters.

Aside from the assignment given by Academician Ma, there was also a literature report assignment for the group meeting. Ding Wenyang and Wang Xi were quite familiar with the process, “Professor Zhou asked us to find new literature to report on. I found several, let’s go with this one on quantum theory, also need to look up some data to support it…”

He shared the literature in the group chat, mainly to ask the new students for their opinions.

Liang Wuyu and Xu Zhiyue had no objections.

Ding Wenyang turned his gaze to Bai Lian and the other two. Bai Lian was receiving a paper from Academician Ma, and looked up briefly, “That’s fine.”

Neither Ning Xiao nor Tang Ming had much experience with reading papers, but both had collected data before.

Liang Wuyu pushed up her glasses and spoke up, “I’ll handle the review.”

“Bai Lian can do the main report,” Tang Ming suggested.

As the regular performers in their group, the reporter was also crucial, someone who could calmly deal with questions from professors. Bai Lian’s previous presentation at Boyuan Base had made a memorable impression on Tang Ming and Xu Zhiyue.

Hearing this, Ding Wenyang looked at Bai Lian.

She sat in an elevated position, her back straight, her slender fingers resting on the keyboard, looking up as they spoke, her brows like distant mountains, her demeanor quite relaxed.

Liang Wuyu and Xu Zhiyue had both seen Bai Lian’s spirited performance at the podium and had no objections.

Seeing that even Liang Wuyu didn’t object, Ding Wenyang also thought it viable; the professors would certainly appreciate such a clean, attractive, and highly intelligent student, “Alright, that’s settled then. Bai Lian, familiarize yourself with the paper, and make a PowerPoint along with a summary.”

“…Okay,” Bai Lian had intended to do the data and write the research background.

She had reviewed a lot of literature, especially since the topic of this report aligned with her research direction.

But since they decided to have her present, she didn’t refuse.

At seven-thirty, Bai Lian left with Tang Ming and Ning Xiao.

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“You’re leaving already?” Ding Wenyang looked up, and Xu Zhiyue also glanced towards Bai Lian.

Seeing the others still studying intently, Tang Ming spoke in a low voice, “We’re going to learn from the experts. Don’t worry, when I figure out Academician Ma’s question, I’ll explain it to you.”

Solving Academician Ma’s question thoroughly wasn’t easy at the moment, unless one had doctoral-level guidance like Gao Yuan.

However, Ding Wenyang didn’t want to knock Tang Ming’s confidence, “Alright, I’ll wait for you.”

**

At this time, there were no study rooms available in the library.

Nor could they find any empty lecture halls with tiered seating.

Jiang Fulai was at the coffee shop beneath the number one doctoral building.

The doctoral building was frequented by many who punched the clock, but the pressure it imposed on Jiang University students was significant, and few dared to enter the coffee shop below it to enjoy a coffee.

By the time Bai Lian and her two companions arrived, Jiang Fulai had already been seated on a sofa against the wall inside.

He sat slightly leaned back with his laptop before him, his features cold and stern as he tapped a few words on the keyboard to reply to a thesis, while his other hand impatiently drummed on the table.

He exuded an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance.

The waiter, holding a cup of coffee, hesitated to approach, standing five meters away from him.

Bai Lian walked over, reached for the coffee on the waiter’s tray, “I’ll bring it over for you.”

She approached Jiang Fulai, sat down beside him calmly, and slid the coffee towards him, “Professor Jiang, your coffee.”

At the sound of her voice, Jiang Fulai looked up, took off his glasses, and slowly straightened up, “Did Academician Ma give your class today?”

“Yes, but he wasn’t as clear as you,” Bai Lian took out her phone, flipping to the exercises Academician Ma had left them that morning.

Tang Ming and Ning Xiao sat down opposite them with a hint of restraint.

Only then did Jiang Fulai reach out for her phone, his demeanor nonchalant, “Oh.”

After a quick glance, he already understood the gist and, with some patience, went over it twice. Of course, considering Tang Ming’s intelligence on the other side, he was quite thorough.

Ten o’clock.

The mini-lecture ended, and with Jiang Fulai there, both Tang Ming and Ning Xiao tactfully packed their bags and left first.

“Oh, your grandfather mentioned to me,” Jiang Fulai casually walked with her towards the female dormitory, recalling the matter, “about the one-month celebration for his great-grandson, he invited me. Are you going?”

No one dared to broach this topic with Bai Lian, except for him with his audacity.

Xu Zhiyue had seen Bai Lian for so many days, and although he often harassed her on WeChat, he never mentioned it either.

Bai Lian stepped into the shadows of the trees, glancing sideways at him, “Why are you asking me?”

Jiang Fulai’s delicate brows raised in a manner that suggested “if not you, then who should I ask,” and he spoke evenly, “If you go, I’ll go, if you don’t, why should I go?”

He took it for granted.

He was carrying Bai Lian’s laptop while she casually clasped her hands and slightly tilted her head, “Let’s talk about it later.”

**

Meanwhile.

At the Mu Family, the butler also conveyed this message to Mu Yining.

“The one-month celebration?” Mu Yining had just finished her work, still smelling faintly of alcohol. She took off her jacket and considered for a moment, “I’ll check my schedule.”

If nothing else, Bai Lian was someone they had to show respect for.

The butler poured her a glass of water, glanced around, and mentioned, “The son-in-law hasn’t returned for a while. When the time comes, you can’t avoid meeting the old master. You should bring the son-in-law to see him.”

By “son-in-law,” he referred to Mu Yining’s husband, Dong Xiaobai, someone involved in the arts and seldom staying at the Mu Family home.

The Dong Family was also quite prestigious in Jiangjing, a family of literary tradition, ranking alongside the current Leng Family.

“Lately, he seems…” Mu Yining paused in thought, “to be getting quite close with Wanxuan.”

“Miss Ren?” The butler hadn’t heard that name in a long time.

And he hadn’t seen Ren Wanxuan much in recent days either.

“Yes.” Mu Yining spoke as she took out her phone and dialed a number, which Dong Xiaobai answered quickly.

“Yining,” from the other end of the phone, Dong Xiaobai sounded quite surprised, “I’m still out. Did you know your niece’s calligraphy surpasses both you and Mu Zhao by a lot? Her Liang style is also full of strength, though there’s still room for improvement. I didn’t expect your Mu Family to have such a talented child with an artistic streak; my old man really likes her.”