YM778.TV Chapter 27: Is transfer student 013 performing well in their grades?_2
Chapter 27: Is transfer student 013 performing well in their grades?_2
Ming Dongheng stood coolly on the side.
After sending Bai Lian and Ji Shaojun back to Purest Street, Jiang He still clung to Bai Lian’s hem without letting go.
Ming Dongheng was used to it, Jiang He’s behavior was always quirky.
He reported to Jiang Fulai.
Jiang He received a message on his watch and finally let go of Bai Lian’s hem.
By the time Jiang Fulai arrived, Bai Lian had already left.
He had just come out of the lab and hadn’t changed his clothes, lethargically reaching out to knock on Jiang He’s car window.
Jiang He held grudges and ignored him.
Still lying on the car window.
Jiang Fulai was calm, “1 saw an MTS report last time, it said that kids who stay up late don’t grow tall.”
Jiang He, not even as tall as Jiang Fulai’s waist, suddenly looked up, “Are you tired?”
“I’m not tired,” Jiang Fulai glanced at him casually and sincerely asked, ‘You shouldn’t be tired either, right?”
“Oh, of course not,” Jiang He started talking to himself, “1 mean Uncle Ming must be tired, so if he’s tired then we can go back now and let him sleep first.” Ming Dongheng said expressionlessly, “Yes, young master, I’m very tired right now.”
Xiangcheng Middle School.
Bai Lian rushed to catch the train on Monday, and after explaining the kinetic energy theorem once again to Ji Heng on Tuesday morning, she came to school.
“Desk mate,” Bai Lian twirled her pen as she turned her head to look at Yang Lin, ‘Can you lend me your biology notebook?”
The black pen spun agilely around her fair and slender fingertips.
Yang Lin was the class study representative. Her hair was black and long and her skin extremely pale, covering most of her face and neck. She wore the school uniform, long sleeves and pants, every day and seldom spoke to others. She just reached into the desk and pulled out two biology notebooks to give to Bai Lian.
Bai Lian took them, flipped through them, and saw that the notes were very clear and clean. Inside one of them, she saw a realistic drawing of an alley lined with fresh flowers on both sides. The style of this realistic drawing was very similar to that of Ji Heng and Ji Shaojun.
It seemed to be a few years old but was well preserved.
Bai Lian took it out and gave it back to Yang Lin; her dark eyes reflecting Yang Lin’s face, she sincerely praised, “It’s very pretty.”
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment, then took it back.
After quite a while, Bai Lian heard her softly “Hmm” in response.
The first class in the morning was Chinese.
When Bai Lian’s classmate behind her, Zhang Shize, arrived, Lu Lingxi had already finished analyzing an ancient poem.
“Report!” Zhang Shize ran to the entrance of the class, not even having had the time to zip up his school jacket.
Lu Lingxi stood by the lectern, one hand resting on it, looking at Zhang Shize, and with the other hand pointing at the clock on the wall, “Zhang Shize, it’s already our senior year, and yet you’re still so lax, class starts at eight, look, open your eyes wide and see what time it is now?”
Zhang Shize looked at the clock hanging on the wall behind him, his expression serious, “7:70.”
Lu Lingxi:
“Pfft—
The classmates suddenly burst into laughter energetically.
Lu Lingxi was also beside herself with a mixture of laughter and exasperation, scolding with a smile, “Get in here!”
Zhang Shize touched his nose dejectedly and returned to his seat.
Last night, he stayed up late squatting to snatch Yan Lu’s photo book, so he got up late this morning. Seeing that his mother was still angry with his father, he helped his mother cut some flower branches until he realized he was going to be late.
The class finished quickly.
Lu Lingxi called Bai Lian to the office separately.
“l saw you getting along well with Yang Lin this morning,” Lu Lingxi handed a box of band-aids to Bai Lian and said softly, “Could you give this to her? She has a wound on the left side of her forehead.’
Bai Lian reached out to take it, tossing it in her hand with a cheeky smile in her eye, “Got it, but I can’t promise anything.”
She was wearing the brand new school jacket she had just received today, her hair still tied up at the back of her head with a hairpin, and her prepossessing brows and eyes drooped as she looked quite well-behaved. The blue and white school uniform didn’t look bulky on her at all.
Slack and casual.
“It’s alright, you try it,” Lu Lingxi sighed, remembering something important, “Also, there’s a training program for top students. It’s every day after school until eight in the evening, featuring exercises from Jiangjing University’s affiliated schools.’
Lu Lingxi wasn’t too clear on the specifics; the principal had called her on Sunday to ask if there was a transfer student named Bai Lian in her class, and just like that, it was settled.
In any case, attending the training wasn’t a bad thing.
“Okay,” Bai Lian put the band-aid back into the pocket of her school uniform.
Returning to her seat, Bai Lian looked at Yang Lin, who was hunched over doing homework, and initiated conversation, “Desk mate.”
Yang Lin lifted her head slightly.
Bai Lian quickly tore open a band-aid, lifted Yang Lin’s hair, and accurately stuck it on before letting her hair fall back over it.
The whole movement was smooth and fluid.
It took a while for Yang Lin to realize what had happened.
Bai Lian thought lazily, proving that sometimes it’s not good to be too polite; Lu Lingxi was so polite she couldn’t even give things away.
The training class for top students was held in the auditorium of the comprehensive building.
With only about a dozen participants, there was less than one person per class. By the time Bai Lian arrived, most of the students were already there.
To the front left, a circle of people sat around Chen Zhu as their center.
On the right, there were a few scattered boys, with Ning Xiao, Zhang Shize’s desk mate, also sitting there.
Bai Lian walked to the right and found an empty spot to sit down.
Although she had only transferred a few days ago, she was already quite famous at the school and her presence was all over the forums. Someone noticed her as soon as she arrived.
“It’s Bai Lian,” Ren Wanxuan, sitting to the left of Chen Zhu with a boy behind her, was surprised, “That transfer student, huh? Damn, is her academic performance actually that good?”
The school was rife with rumors about Bai Lian being a top student because she was always seen reading books or solving problems.
But no one had expected her to show up for this training class.
As Ren Wanxuan was working through the test papers distributed in the training class, she caught Bai Lian’s name from the surrounding discussion and momentarily wondered if she had heard wrong.
“Who did you say?” she asked.
“There,” the girl in front of Ren Wanxuan, Shi Yutong, her chief lackey, gestured with her chin toward the right, “Her, Bai Lian, the pretty transfer student.’
Ren Wanxuan glanced over reflexively and saw Bai Lian settling into her seat not far away, her school jacket casually slung aside, with eyes as lazy as a beautiful cat’s.
Murmurs about Bai Lian buzzed around her; it seemed she was the center of attention.
The discussions invariably revolved around Bai Lian, “Daring to transfer in senior year like that, and joining our training class within a few days of arriving at school, she can’t possibly be as freakish in her studies as Chen Zhu and Ning Xiao, can she?”
The people here had known each other since first year when they started taking competition classes together in Xiangcheng; they were all very familiar with each other.
Hearing his name linked with Ning Xiao’s, Chen Zhu looked up.
Chen Zhu was the pride of the Chen Family’s generation; unlike Chen Wei, he always kept away from trouble at school, focusing solely on his studies and regularly competing with Ning Xiao for the top spot in their grade.
So, despite Ning Xiao’s gloomy and reserved demeanor, avoiding interaction and rather reclusive, Chen Zhu recognized his name.
There were whispers that someone had scores close to Ning Xiao in the combined sciences.
For the first time, he spoke up, “What transfer student?”
Seeing Chen Zhu asking, Shi Yutong hurriedly glanced his way, half in admiration as she began, “That’s Bai Lian. To be in this program, her grades…”
“Her grades?” With people all around discussing Bai Lian and even Chen Zhu asking about her, Ren Wanxuan cut in.
She scoffed, almost mockingly looking away.
The others immediately sensed something unusual as the boy behind pressed,
“Ren, do you know her?”
Most people turned to look her way.
“On the first term exam, her combined sciences score was 85,” Ren Wanxuan picked up her pen again, the tone almost scornful, “As for why she’s here…”
She almost didn’t even have to think about why—
The school must have learned Bai Lian was a relative of the Ren Family..