Chapter 479: 189 outstanding talents erge, show preview (second update)_1
Bai Lian turned a corner and sidestepped two students coming downstairs, heading down. She raised an eyebrow, “And you are?”
The voice on the phone clearly hesitated for a mont, as they probably weren’t expecting a girl to answer. Only hesitating for two seconds, it continued, “I am the main person in charge of the Jiangjing University app. May I ask if you are the owner of this phone?”
The app registration required only an invitation code and a phone number.
That’s all their backend could retrieve.
Walking upstairs with her head down, Bai Lian replied nonchalantly, “Yes, it’s .”
The curiosity increased on the other end of the line, “The annual freshman mixer is starting soon, to be held at the Jiangjing University auditorium. There will be senior students sharing their experiences. We haven’t received your information yet; aren’t you planning to co?”
Emphasis was placed on Jiangjing University and the senior students, hinting at a great opportunity to expand one’s network.
It was rare for anyone to miss it each year. Except for Xu Zhiyue and Liang Wuyu, everyone was quite curious about this “Bai Jian” who had suddenly appeared.
After all…
She had already beco the standard for answers.
With those two also taking an interest in her, many were eager to learn who she really was.
Bai Lian politely declined, “Sorry, I don’t have the ti.”
She said a couple more words and hung up the phone.
anwhile, in the office at the comprehensive building of Jiangjing University, the bespectacled young man was still holding the phone to his ear. People around him grew impatient, “What did she say? Who is it? Did you find out? Will she co?”
Everyone in the office looked at him.
The young man ca back to his senses, pausing slightly, “Don’t know, she probably won’t co, a… female student.”
“Ask her again,” soone beside him grabbed his arm pleadingly, “You must convince her to co! Do you know how many are searching for information about her?”
**
On the second floor, when Bai Lian arrived at the office, only Lu Lingxi was there.
Seeing Bai Lian, she smiled gently without speaking right away.
Bai Lian was in no hurry and patiently waited on the side.
About two minutes later, Lu Lingxi finally opened a drawer and took out a stack of money, “Bai Lian, this is Yang Lin’s dical fee.”
She handed the money to Bai Lian.
Bai Lian tucked her phone into her pocket and did not accept the money, only looking at Lu Lingxi, her eyes deep and inscrutable, “Is this from you on her behalf?”
She knew that Lu Lingxi had always been concerned about Yang Lin, and that for a ti even Yang Lin’s tuition fees were paid by Lu Lingxi.
“No, it isn’t,” Lu Lingxi sighed lightly, knowing she could not deceive Bai Lian, “It’s from soone else on behalf of Yang Lin.”
As to who it was, she did not say.
“Yang Lin will pay back the money she owes herself,” Bai Lian said calmly, still very polite, “Is there anything else, teacher?”
Lu Lingxi may have anticipated this response. She put the money back into the drawer, sighing deeply, “Forget it. I’ll give it back to her. You better head ho.”
Bai Lian noticed the teacher’s use of “ta” and returned to her class, leaving with Pu Xiaohan and others.
“What did Lu Mom want with you?” Pu Xiaohan asked Bai Lian curiously.
Yang Lin had dashed off right after class for her part-ti job at the milk tea shop.
Bai Lian started to fib, “She asked if I was under a lot of pressure.”
“It’s definitely a lot of pressure with only ninety days left,” Pu Xiaohan believed without doubt, feeling a bit lancholic, “After the exams, we’ll be in different cities.”
Today was Monday. After writing howork in the milk tea shop for a while, Bai Lian packed up her bag.
“Why are you going ho so early today?” Pu Xiaohan looked up.
With an indifferent shrug, Bai Lian threw her backpack on and stood up, her loose hair casually framing her eyes, her tone lazy, “Yeah, got sothing to do.”
**
Purest Street.
Mao Kun was helping the store manager carry stock, his blond hair accompanied by a towel over his shoulder.
The boss, while lugging beer, looked worriedly at the bruise on his face, “Did you get into a fight? Stop carrying, I’ll do it.”
“…I fell on the stairs,” Mao Kun quietly moved the beer inside.
“You think I’m a fool,” the boss didn’t believe him for a second. Seeing Bai Lian saunter slowly by, he said to her, “Always fighting, and now he’s trying to fool …”
Dressed in her blue and white school uniform, with her black bag slung over one shoulder, Bai Lian blinked, gazing earnestly at the boss, her expression innocent and voice sincere, “He really did fall. I watched him fall.”
The boss hurriedly turned back, “Look at you, how can you be so careless.”
Mao Kun: “…”
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