Chapter 836: 325 Bai Lian never plays in low-end gas!_2 Chapter 836: 325 Bai Lian never plays in low-end gas!_2 Yu Simin suddenly beca alert, and she sobered up from the alcohol.
She rembered that she had ntioned this matter to Kong Wei in the dorm.
Ye Jingxian also recognized the item, “Damn, junior sister, she even gave you this? Quick, let see! I can see their docuntaries online every day, but I’ve never seen the legendary gold card!”
“…”
mbers of the Physics Institute’s student council scrambled to have a look.
On the other side, a few people from Beicheng sat together. Kong Yifan tilted his head towards where Ye Jingxian was and faintly heard sothing about Xun Kang, “That’s Xun Kang’s internal gold card? It allows you to see Hen Zhiwei for checkups at any ti? She gave it to soone else too?”
Bai Shaoqi and Song Min exchanged glances without saying a word.
“At the beginning of the sester, junior sister Bai casually gave out two signed photos of Yan Lu.” A staff mber from the Physics Institute’s student council answered them, “Junior sister Bai knows a lot of people.”
No answer was needed for Song Min to guess—it was only too clear from the manager Mi they t that evening.
He looked down at his phone and felt puzzled in his mont of distraction.
In just one year, how could Bai Lian, who was once so unnoticeable in Beicheng, have changed so much?
On his phone, a banner notification popped up.
It was a notification from the reserve camp app. This year, both Song Min and Bai Shaoqi had reached their limits.
The app was crowded with geniuses, and most of the question bank was beyond their skills—a place where one was stuck at over ten thousand, while the other had just barely made it into the top ten thousand.
As soon as Song Min saw the ssage, he hurriedly opened it to take a look.
Next to him, Kong Yifan glimpsed at his screen and was startled,
“Damn, he has over twenty-seven million points?”
The appearance of such a powerful player on the app had caught everyone’s attention, and so had even opened betting pools on whether this person could surpass Jiang Xijue. Within less than half a year, not only had this individual surpassed Jiang Xijue, but he had also achieved such a high score.
Kong Yifan stared at the displayed figures—
NO2. Bai Jian 27045899
**
Shanhai Apartnt.
Ji Shaorong had already returned and went to 103 with Ren Jiawei.
When Bai Lian ca back, there were only Ji Heng and the other two in 103.
The others had gone upstairs.
Ji Shaorong sat on the sofa, elbows on his knees, head buried, while Ren Jiawei also sat beside him, not uttering a word, her eyes very red.
Ji Heng sat at the dining table, silently smoking.
Bai Lian entered the room.
Both of them couldn’t help but look up and stand to face Bai Lian.
“Did you go to the hospital?” Bai Lian calmly took a seat and crouched by the coffee table, setting up Jiang He’s small chessboard.
She was asking Ji Shaorong.
“I had a look from outside,” Ji Shaorong recalled the scene, his face full of bitterness, “I think… he recognized too.”
Because he had been away from ho for a long ti, his relationship with Ren Wanxuan wasn’t good. Ren Wanxuan never thought highly of the Ji family, was not close to them, and despite Ji Heng replacing a lot of furniture to accommodate her, he still couldn’t win her favor.
Ji Shaorong had always thought it was because Ren Qian had spoiled Ren Wanxuan too much.
But now he knew…
Turns out, even with a change of identity, his child would still be this close to the Ji family.
“Alian,” Ji Shaorong stood up and, along with Ren Jiawei, gave a deep bow to Bai Lian, “Thank you, thank you.”
Without Bai Lian, Ji Shaorong probably would have never found out that Xiaoqi was his child.
Bai Lian accepted their gratitude.
She casually separated the white and black chess pieces, “Xiaoqi is tender-hearted, and it’s not like you purposefully abandoned him. Spend more ti with him, everything will get better.”
Hearing this, Ren Jiawei’s eyes widened, her trembling fingers hanging at her sides, “Thank you…”
Ren Jiawei couldn’t utter another word.
“There’s another thing,” Bai Lian had returned mainly to discuss Ji Shaorong’s nerve damage issue with him, “Tomorrow, find so ti to visit Jiang University’s biological research center and look for Yang Lin. I’ll give you her phone number.”
**
Upstairs, 303.
Yan Lu had also returned today and was playing chess with Pu Xiaohan.
Having been on the set, Yan Lu improved in chess and could now hold her own against Pu Xiaohan.
Xu Nanjing was leaning against the table, arms crossed, watching Jiang He emotionlessly solve middle school math Olympiad problems.
The study room’s door was ajar, faintly carrying the sounds of Jiang Fulai and Ning Xiao discussing the massive project of seawater desalination.
Seeing Bai Lian, Xu Nanjing stood up, his spirit lifted, “Alian, what have you been busy with lately?”
The little grape private fund, outsiders thought it was a fund established by Xu En.
But no one knew the inside story better than Xu Nanjing. The Jiang family had invested, Jiang Xijue personally set the big directions, and Xu Nanjing himself had also invested in a few small targets.
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