The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 59: 025 can’t let her sneak back to learn culture! 2

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How can she understand it all after listening just once?

And even though her explanation methods are completely different from Jiang Fulai’s, they seem clearer.

Ning Xiao had always been confident in his studies, but now after Jiang Fulai, it’s Bai Lian.

Even that kid often makes him doubt life.

Bai Lian twirled her pen leisurely between her fingers, then suddenly grasped it, pondering the meaning of “image memory,” and nodded, “Possibly.”

Ning Xiao took back his notebook, “I’ve only built a memory palace, not as fast as you.”

Nor is my comprehension as good as yours.

Zhang Shize, who was still memorizing ‘abandon’, went to look up the meanings of image memory and memory palace.

After searching, he was dumbstruck.

How nice.

The person in front of me: image memory.

My seatmate: memory palace.

Me: seven-second memory.

Zhang Shize, expressionless, put away his phone, angrily flipped open his vocabulary book, and after a page, he looked enviously, jealously, and resentfully at his seatmate and the person in front of him. There are so many people in the world with good memories.

What difference would one more make?!

After Bai Lian and Ning Xiao finished discussing the problem, Pu Xiaohan finally turned around to talk to Bai Lian.

“Bai Lian, look,” Pu Xiaohan stealthily took out her phone, showed her a picture, “This is the sword dance outfit we picked for you, what do you think?” Bai Lian looked up.

It was a traditional outfit, a white jacket with gold trim on top and a red skirt with black and gold embroidered layers below.

“l think you’ll definitely look good in it,” Pu Xiaohan said, eyes wide with anticipation. She found Bai Lian stunning the first time she came wearing a horse-face skirt, despite its simplicity.

It was just a bit too plain in color.

So this time, she deliberately chose a red palette.

The most beautiful person deserves the most brilliant colors.

“Bai Lian?” Seeing Bai Lian e s lack of reaction, Pu Xiaohan couldn’t help but call her again.

“Mm,” Bai Lian looked at the picture and came back to her senses. Her long, black eyelashes drooped slightly, concealing her dark pupils. She propped her chin with her hand, appearing somewhat indolent: “Thank you, but I don’t wear these colors anymore.”

“Ah? Well, okay,” Pu Xiaohan touched her nose, a bit disappointed but didn’t inquire further: “How about this smoky blue then?”

She flipped to another picture.

Bai Lian gently lifted her gaze and smiled lazily at Pu Xiaohan, “No need, all my clothes are made by my grandfather. I’ll find a suitable one when the time comes, just match it with a longsword for me.”

Every piece of clothing made by Ji Heng could be displayed on stage. Sometimes Bai Lian felt that having such skillful craftsmanship for making her clothes might be a bit of a waste.

“Don’t need it?” Pu Xiaohan was persistent, she still wanted to buy Bai Lian a pretty dress: “We still have a lot of class fund left.”

Seeing Bai Lian truly had no interest, she could only give up that idea.

And pick out a longsword for Bai Lian.

If she couldn’t buy clothes, then they’d buy the most beautiful longsword.

Training class.

Ning Xiao was diligently answering questions the whole time, struggling to take an interest in anything other than studying.

After watching the video lecture, Bai Lian took out her phone, typed slowly and methodically, inquiring Jiang Fulai—

[I’ve finished watching the physics lecture, can I give the book to the teacher?]

On the other side of the phone, just as Jiang Fulai had taken off his glasses, he saw the message.

He didn’t know what others thought, but Teacher Jiang genuinely found someone very cute, always asking him for advice,

Teacher Jiang: [It’s yours to do with as you wish since I gave it to you.]

Only after receiving the message did Bai Lian put her phone away. She looked up and poked Ning Xiao’s shoulder with her pen, “l have a book, are you interested?”

“What book?” Ning Xiao turned around and asked in a low voice.

Bai Lian pulled out the Jiangjing University physics book and showed it to him, “This one.’

None in the lecture hall noticed Bai Lian at this moment.

However, today, Chen Zhu, who had been paying attention to Bai Lian, confirmed that the book she was holding was indeed the Jiangjing University physics book.

He hadn’t misseen it yesterday.

Next to Chen Zhu, Ren Wanxuan also noticed his gaze and looked toward Bai

Lian’s direction, “She actually gave it to her…”

It was hard for her not to feel envious.

She hadn’t quite believed what Chen Zhu said yesterday until she saw it with her own eyes today.

The class teacher of Class Eight finished distributing the evenings exercises, “Everyone, do the problems well. The principal is calling me for a meeting. If you have any questions, contact me on WeChat or ask me tomorrow.”

With that, he turned and left the room.

“Teacher.’

Ren Wanxuan took a deep breath and stood up amidst everyone’s gaze.

“Ren Wanxuan,” the class teacher had just reached the door of the lecture hall when he heard her and stopped, somewhat surprised, “Do you have a question?”

Clutching her bag, Ren Wanxuan looked at the class teacher and spoke amidst all the eyes on her, “Teacher, I’ve always trusted you. But why, you must know how poor Bai Lian’s comprehensive science grade is, and you can’t be unaware of the influence that got her in here, so why do you favor her at every turn?”

At these words, Bai Lian looked up, narrowing her eyes at Ren Wanxuan.

The Class Eight teacher, upon hearing Ren Wanxuan’s accusation, was stunned, “ I’m favoring her?”

“You refused to lend me the Jiangjing University physics book yesterday,” Chen Zhu hadn’t expected Ren Wanxuan to speak up so directly. He glanced at Bai Lian with a complicated look, hesitating for a moment before still siding with Ren Wanxuan, “But clearly, you lent it to Bai Lian today.” If Ren Wanxuan’s earlier remark wasn’t much of anything,

Chen Zhu’s statement caused a stir in the lecture hall.

Every top student here had heard of the Jiangjing University physics book.

Everyone was selfish; why lend the book to Bai Lian and not tell the rest of them?

All eyes turned in Bai Lian’s direction—

Bai Lian still sat in her chair in the same posture, her dark and clear eyes calm and composed, her pale and slender fingers loosely holding the Jiangjing University physics book.

Under everyone’s scrutiny, she lazily twirled the book, a stray lock of black hair casually resting on her brow.

She didn’t care about anyone’s gaze at all.

The Class Eight teacher also came to his senses.

And finally understood why the people in the training class had been so keen to avoid Bai Lian.

“Whose influence did she rely on to get into the training class?” The Class Eight teacher returned to the podium.

He met Ren Wanxuan’s stare without any hint of backing down.

Ren Wanxuan’s mouth still held a mocking smile, not wanting the class teacher to skirt around the issue, “How did she get into the training class with a score of 85? You’re playing dumb.”

In her eyes, Bai Lian was just one of the many on Purest Street.

Apart from the Ren Family, what other connections could Bai Lian possibly have?

The rest of the training class shared a similar sentiment to Ren Wanxuan’s.

They had all entered based on their own abilities, so it was only natural for this prideful group of top students to look down upon Bai Lian, a suddenly-introduced enigma.

“There should be a trusting relationship between students and teachers,” the class teacher nodded his head, looking at Ren Wanxuan, “Miss Ren, Mr. Chen, let’s first address this question, shall we?”

Just then, his phone rang.

It was the principal, “Old Li, why haven’t you arrived yet? I have some good news…”

“Perfect timing, Principal,” the class teacher’s voice was even as he interrupted, “l would like to ask, whose influence did Bai Lian rely on to get into the training class?”

Ren Wanxuan watched the class teacher calmly.

The scorn on her lips seemed to say, see how you’ll spin this tale.

“What influence?” In the silent classroom, the principal’s voice came clearly through the speaker, quite surprised, “Bai Lian was specially recruited because of her data on vortex ring collisions; didn’t I tell you about this last time you asked? Old Li, are you losing memory with age?”

After finishing, the principal added sternly, “The sensitivity with which student Bai Lian handles data is simply unprecedented. Old Li, you have to keep an eye on her for me. Many people are watching her closely; we absolutely cannot let her sneak off to study the humanities!” The entire lecture hall was silent enough to hear a pin drop..