Chapter 566: Am I now considered a student at Jiang University? (Second Update)_1
Bai Lian had been in Jiangjing for quite a while, but she hadn’t seed to do much.
Director Chen hadn’t made an appearance either and was reportedly still in Xiangcheng.
They didn’t know the current situation in Xiangcheng; both Old Lady Xu and the Qi Family people thought Bai Lian’s backer was Director Chen. Thus, with Director Chen’s absence, they didn’t hold her in such awe, only politeness.
What the assistant Xu ant, even the butler didn’t know.
But…
Having worked with Xu En for so long, when assistant Xu said this, it wasn’t without reason. The butler spoke in a low voice, “Old Madam, if the young master and the others are doing this, they must have their own reliance. You shouldn’t worry about it.”
“But…” Old Madam Xu sat on the sofa, lost in thought.
In the end, she remained silent.
**
The next day.
Bai Lian stood at the entrance of Jiangjing University. A few steps away, Pu Xiaohan was frantically shooting the gate.
Everyone around her was doing the sa thing.
Bai Lian lazily used her hand to shield her head from the sun.
“Okay,” Pu Xiaohan had just arrived in Jiangjing and was eager to visit Jiangjing University, “let’s go, let’s go into the campus.”
As she spoke, she took out her phone to scroll through WeChat for the reservation ssage.
Before she could find it, she saw Bai Lian already standing behind the barricade. Bai Lian held a campus card in her hand, tapping it leisurely against her palm, her pitch-black pupils looking at her as if asking, “What’s the holdup?”
Pu Xiaohan stowed her cara properly and followed her in.
“Where did you get this campus card?” She reached for the card in Bai Lian’s hand. “Classes haven’t started yet, even if you are a student here, you wouldn’t have received your card, right?”
As she spoke, she looked down and saw the na on the campus card—
Jiang Fulai.
Pu Xiaohan: “…”
Ah, so it’s Brother Jiang’s.
She silently returned the campus card to Bai Lian’s hand, “Ha… Brother Jiang hasn’t graduated yet?”
Bai Lian took her to the library, “I don’t know.”
Pu Xiaohan: “…”
Not daring to speak, she just followed Bai Lian, shooting footage of Jiangjing University all the way. “Shall we go to the cafeteria for lunch?”
She wanted to make a video about Jiangjing University.
“Sure.” Bai Lian took out her phone and sent a WeChat ssage to Xu Wenyao, asking him to et her at Cafeteria Four at noon.
Cafeteria Four was the place where you chose your food, and it was also the place Pu Xiaohan wanted to film.
**
At noon, Bai Lian led Pu Xiaohan to Cafeteria Four.
Pu Xiaohan followed behind Bai Lian, ready to film her getting the food.
Bai Lian held a large tray and leaned her card against the card reader. “Beep”—
Pu Xiaohan hurried to capture the scene.
The red balance displayed—
999,997.00
Pu Xiaohan took a sharp breath. She shifted the cara. Was Bai Lian planning to use this card to eat for a lifeti?
The first-ti cafeteria user, Bai Lian: “…”
She took her gaze back, finished getting her al, and served a bit for both Chen Hong and Xu Wenyao.
Then she found a spot to wait for the two to arrive.
The three had arranged a ti, and Xu Wenyao and Chen Hong arrived quickly.
Chen Hong greeted Pu Xiaohan, “Hello, junior.”
Pu Xiaohan had just turned off her cara and hurriedly responded, “Legend, I didn’t get into Jiangjing University. I’m just following Sister Lian for the experience.”
Xu Wenyao had t Pu Xiaohan a few tis; they exchanged greetings.
Chen Hong looked at Pu Xiaohan fiddling with the cara, shooting whenever there was nothing better to do, and thought this was what a normal person coming to Jiangjing University should look like, unlike Bai Lian.
His gaze shifted to Bai Lian. She was looking down at her phone, tapping the keyboard deliberately with one hand, the keystrokes heavy as if she wanted the person on the other end of the phone dead. Beside her lay a book about music theory.
Chen Hong felt like she was after the life of the person on the other end of the phone. His eyes landed on the two books beside her, “Junior, you’re looking at music theory too?”
“Yeah,” Bai Lian slowly put down her phone, casually lifting her head, “just a cursory glance.”
“Oh.” Chen Hong nodded.
He was just about to say sothing.
At the entrance of the cafeteria, a group of people appeared. Chen Hong lifted his head and imdiately exclaid with excitent, “Hey, Old Xu, it’s Qi Shuyun and the others.”
As he spoke, he waved to the people at the entrance.
Seeing Chen Hong’s reaction, Pu Xiaohan also turned to look towards the entrance of the cafeteria.
Qi Shuyun gave a brief glance in their direction but didn’t co over.
The boy wearing glasses beside her walked towards Bai Lian and the others.
“Qi Jun,” Chen Hong stood up, smiling, “you ca to eat with Qi Shuyun and the others, why don’t you call her over too? We were just discussing the issue with the model.”
“Oh right, this is Wenyao’s sister, Bai…”
With a stern countenance, Qi Jun looked at Chen Hong, cutting him off abruptly, “No need to discuss it, I have decided to leave the team.”
Chen Hong was stunned, “Now?”
“Yeah,” Qi Jun’s gaze swept over Xu Wenyao, “I ca to notify you to re-form the team.”
Without waiting for Chen Hong or Xu Wenyao to respond, he left imdiately.
“Is there so kind of misunderstanding?” Chen Hong quickly stood up and chased after him.
The three of them were fixed partners, each with their own areas of focus. The Boyuan Base sumr camp was about to start, and most people had already ford their teams. Finding a temporary teammate would not only be difficult, but the integration could also be a problem.
Qi Jun paid no heed to Chen Hong; he was always a man of few words, “No misunderstanding.”
Having said that, he walked directly towards Qi Shuyun and her group.
Qi Shuyun’s team were all potential candidates chosen by Dr. Zuo, and there was even a student from the Boyuan class. Compared to Xu Wenyao’s team, Chen Hong seed sowhat lackluster.
Qi Jun always held himself in high esteem and had always looked down on Chen Hong. Leaving this team was nothing but good news for him, and furthermore… the Qi Family could provide him with things the team could not.
“Qi Jun…” Chen Hong wanted to say sothing more, but he stopped after seeing the looks from Qi Shuyun and her group.
He sat back down in a foul mood and looked at Xu Wenyao, “I an, what’s up with Qi Jun? Even if he goes to a new team, the integration won’t be smooth, right?”
He couldn’t understand it.
Xu Wenyao put down his chopsticks, interrupting Chen Hong, “It’s not your concern, maybe he just has an issue with .”
He didn’t let Chen Hong continue talking about Qi Jun.
“Don’t say that,” Chen Hong shrugged, “Wenyao, I know I’m usually the weakest link, Qi Jun might have wanted to get rid of a long ti ago. It’s just that… we might not achieve great results in the sumr camp this ti.”
Model building required teams of two to three mbers, each with a specific role.
Most of Chen Hong’s work involved organizing the format and collecting data, which wasn’t very difficult.
Bai Lian sat beside Xu Wenyao.
Listening to their conversation, she occasionally glanced at them, and only after they finished speaking did she put down her chopsticks, reached for the lemon water on the side, leaned back, and spoke in a very casual tone: “Qi Jun, what’s his relationship with Qi Shuyun?”
“He’s Qi Shuyun’s cousin.” Chen Hong looked at Bai Lian with surprise, rembering that she was Xu Wenyao’s sister, yet she seed unclear about their relationship.
Xu Wenyao didn’t have ti to stop Chen Hong and explained to Bai Lian, “He’s been wanting to leave the team for a while.”
Pu Xiaohan sat on the side, not daring to speak; she had never participated in model building and only silently put down the cara, feeling so sympathy: “Now that he’s quit, you’re down one person, won’t that be very troubleso?”
“Definitely,” Chen Hong picked up his chopsticks again, clearly devoid of energy, “Qi Jun’s professor gave him a lot of tasks, his grandfather is a professor, and he has read countless papers. He is still very important to us, and we probably won’t find a suitable teammate in a short ti.”
He had hoped to make a push with this sumr camp, but now that the team was suddenly one mber short, the results were definitely going to be affected.
Bai Lian held the clear straw between two fingers, absently stabbing it into the lemon water, contemplating, “Can university students also participate in the Boyuan Sumr Camp?”
Chen Hong didn’t understand what Bai Lian ant by the question and simply nodded, “Yes, it’s not a sumr camp for direct Ph.D. admissions, so there’s no restrictions on grade level; I know so students who will be sophomores next year are also participating.”
Bai Lian bit the straw, looked down at WeChat, and saw a ssage from Jiang Fulai with just an ellipsis.
She skipped over it and asked—
[Am I currently considered a student of Jiang University?]
Jiang Teacher: [Did you sign the agreent?]
Bai Student: [1]
Okay, okay, 111.
Jiang Teacher: [Then you are.]
Jiang Teacher: [Why do you ask?]
Bai Lian looked up, her eyes on Xu Wenyao, tapping the straw thoughtfully, “How about I join you as an extra mber?”
Chen Hong was taken aback, “Junior Sister, have you participated in math modeling competitions before?”
Bai Lian hadn’t participated in a formal competition, she shook her head, “No, but I have studied math modeling.”
She had never taken part in a serious competition.
She had only ever researched models with He Wen, and later built a quantum simulation model.
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