YM778.TV Chapter 37: 017 Irritable Young Master Jiang, ordinary high school senior_2
Chapter 37: 017 Irritable Young Master Jiang, ordinary high school senior_2
[Chill out with an INIO paper]
Master Jiang endured several days of taking thorough notes before voicing his doubt—
[Why am I even sitting here listening to the lecture?]”
Following that, there were several pages on analyzing planetary density based on celestial movement, likely intended for others to read—
Master Jiang:[Why do I need to explain such an easy question?]
After seriously analyzing celestial movement for a few more days, he finally burst out—
[Has Jiang Xijue’s brain been eaten by a zombie]?
[Ming Dongheng seems like a paramecium]
[I want to blow Xu Nanjing up]
[What on earth are these three?]
[It’s hard to imagine any university admitting them]
It was evident that he wasn’t paying much attention in class, frequently daydreaming and coldly snarking with an indifferent face.
Bai Lian was almost dying of laughter from these words.
She took out her phone, someone seemed to have recalled something about what was written in his notebook, noticing an unread message from an hour ago.
Teacher Jiang:[Look at something useful]
Lazily tapping on her phone, Bai Lian replied: [Like a paramecium?]
Teacher Jiang:[…]
Bai Lian:[,]
Jiang Fulai on the other side stared at the comma for a while before finding a video in his album and sending it over.
Bai Lian clicked on it to take a look—it was a very magnificent blue fire ring, surrounded by transparent blue flames.
Her eyes lit up: [What’s this?]
Teacher Jiang:[Shockwave Mach Ring]
Bai Lian saved the video: [It’s beautiful]
Teacher Jiang:[Happy now?]
Bai Lian:[.]
She leaned on the desk, repeatedly watching the Mach Ring and casting Shi Yutong and Ren Wanxuan to the back of her mind, before lazily propping up her chin and nonchalantly beginning to jot down the other serious analyses he had written.
Behind her.
A bunch of people were gesturing at Zhang Shize to ask around.
As people of the same class, they were united, and the new student didn’t look like someone who would steal from others.
Don’t ask why, it’s just the beautifying filter they have for the attractive ones.
Zhang Shize replied with a look: [Why don’t you ask?]
It was a joke, having already been up close to Bai Lian transforming and going on a rampage, he wasn’t keen on getting himself killed, at least not right now. Everyone looked as if it was obvious: [Of course, because you’re handsome].
Zhang Shize:[Seems like dying once isn’t such a bad idea].
Zhang Shize struggled internally for a long time, he saw that the desk in front of him didn’t seem so dangerous, even starting to leisurely play with the milk that had just fallen on the floor.
Only then did he reach out, gently tapping on the shoulder of the person in front of him.
Bai Lian rested one hand on the desk, slightly turning her body with a lazy look in her eyes, “Speak.”
“Oh,” Zhang Shize touched his nose, “about that issue with Class 8, can it be resolved? What’s the situation now?”
He had been helping his mother with housework for the past two days, completely worn out, having to wake her up every morning for breakfast, and was planning to catch up on sleep at noon. But that plan had been disrupted by the people from Class 8.
The rest of the students in Class 15 seemed to be hunched over their work, but each of them was all ears.
Even Ning Xiao, Zhang Shize’s brooding deskmate, lifted his head.
“It’s resolved.” Bai Lian turned back leisurely to take a sip of her milk and wrote down a character.
Zhang Shize was taken aback.
Just as he was about to ask how it was resolved, Lu Lingxi walked in through the classroom door, gently placing an invitation on the desk, “Don’t keep such valuable things in your backpack next time, if it gets stolen, you might even be falsely accused.”
“Oh.” Bai Lian nodded.
Her deskmate, Yang Lin, saw the invitation Lu Lingxi had brought back—it was indeed Bai Lian’s—”…’
She remained silent as if she wanted to curse about something, but in the end, said nothing, silently taking out a book to work on problems.
As soon as Lu Lingxi left the room.
The students of Class 15 couldn’t hold back any longer and all crowded
around.
“Bai Lian, is this really yours?”
“What in the world is going on?”
“Damn, I saw Class Eight acting all secretive this morning, and you have one
Bai Lian: ‘ .
She casually stuffed the invitation into Zhang Shize’s hands, calmly saying, “Take a look, don’t disturb my studying.”
Who would have thought that the item Ren Wanxuan from Class Eight had been secretively covering up, Bai Lian had just casually thrown their way, causing a bunch of them to surround Zhang Shize.
“Swoosh
A group of boys shifted their battleground.
Zhang Shize’s group took the so-called “White Tiger Auction House invitation” and went out to play basketball during the break.
Some guys from Class Eight couldn’t stand the atmosphere in their class, so they went to the playground to play basketball.
Heading to the playground, they saw Zhang Shize’s group from Class Fifteen showing off their red invitation envelopes, asking anyone they met—
“Have you seen the White Tiger Auction House’s invitation? It’s the VIP edition, you know.”
“Come on, today we’re using the White Tiger Auction House invitation to play ping pong. ”
The elite Class Eight, who had been so secretive and afraid to show their invitations that morning: Their faces stiffened.
“Class rep, let’s just go back.”
At night, the six o’clock training class proceeded as usual.
Today, neither Ren Wanxuan nor Shi Yutong came.
The atmosphere in the training class was unusually quiet and eerie.
The Class Eight homeroom teacher arrived a bit late today; he stood behind Bai Lian for a long time, hesitating every time he seemed to want to say something.
Bai Lian turned her head back and looked at the Class Eight homeroom teacher, blinking as if she were asking—
[What’s up?]
Her almond eyes were as ever, pure with clear black and white contrast, her expression usual.
Because of the incident at noon, the Class Eight homeroom teacher was silent for a moment, not knowing how to apologize to Bai Lian.
He patted Bai Lian on the shoulder; as clever as they come, he knew what Bai Lian meant, she hadn’t taken out the annoyance caused by the people of Class Eight on others.
The Class Eight homeroom teacher then lowered his voice, “I was thinking of showing your answers from yesterday to a few students, would that be okay?”
Some content in the answers was beyond the syllabus, and he suspected that some students might not understand it, so he only planned to show it to two who would.
Bai Lian nodded, her cold white fingers twirling a black pen at her fingertips casually: “Sure.”
Only then did the Class Eight homeroom teacher straighten up, the screen still playing today’s tutorial. He quietly closed the door and went out to print two copies of the rearranged answers from last night, intending to give them to
Ning Xiao and Chen Zhu.
As the answers were Bai Lian’s, he had asked for her opinion.
At seven-thirty, the Class Eight homeroom teacher handed out the exercises for the day.
And standing next to Bai Lian, he lowered his voice: “Bai Lian, someone is looking for you, pack up and leave first.”
Bai Lian gripped the pen she was twirling and lazily replied with one word: “Okay.”
She put her things into her backpack and left through the back door.
The tutoring venue was located in the comprehensive building, and at the time Bai Lian came out, the boarding students were also in their evening self-study, making the entire campus dim and quiet. At the steps outside the comprehensive building.
A black Audi was parked quietly there.
Bai Lian, wearing a simple school uniform, walked leisurely down the steps under the dim lighting, her overly bright face softened by the shadows, her back straight and her bearing relaxed yet reserved.
By the car, the waiting secretary spotted a slim figure approaching in the distance. It must be someone from the Ji Family, and he instinctively adjusted his glasses.
He gently tapped the rear car door and reported to Ren Qian, “Sir, she’s coming out.”
“Mm,” Ren (Ilan responded softly.
He had carefully reviewed the Ji Family’s and Bai Lian’s information after hearing about the school incident that afternoon.
The information was quite ordinary, Bai Lian had just moved her registration to Xiangcheng, with no detailed information about her parents. Xiangcheng Middle School only had her science comprehensive scores of 85, and currently, she was living with Ji Heng in the slums.
That was all.
Very clean.
At least the documents didn’t indicate anything special, just a very ordinary high school senior, so ordinary that she could be lost in a crowd with hardly a ripple stirred.
Where in the world did that special invitation from the White Tiger Auction House come from?
Ren Qian got out of the back seat and looked up at the girl who had just descended the last step of the staircase..