Chapter 556 - Chapter 556: 221 agreed to meet, gods fight_4

Chapter 556: 221 agreed to meet, gods fight_4

“It’s someone my sister knows,” Xu Wenyao had a hunch that Jiang Fulai was no ordinary person, but he had no idea who the other party was and simply changed the subject, “Let’s go back, if we don’t, Qi Jun will start talking.”

In the mathematical modeling competition, teams were composed of three people, and the three of them were among the best in the class; they were a team.

At the mention of Qi Jun, Chen Hong frowned.

**

Dusk.

Shanhai Apartment.

Xu Nanjing tossed the car keys to the security guard and stood beneath Bai Lian’s building, talking on the phone with Gao Yan.

“I’ve told you, she spends every day at the library, don’t worry.” Xu Nanjing gazed at the upper floors, speaking in an unhurried tone.

On the other end of the phone, Gao Yan cursed him out, “I’m not anxious, you are.”

“…I’ll ask her later,” Xu Nanjing remembered something, “And, Xiaoniao mentioned her birthday is in August, get ready for it.”

“Who’s Xiaoniao?”

“He,” Xu Nanjing retracted his gaze, and with a nod toward the person beside him, continued.

Gao Yan wasn’t particularly concerned why Jiang He became “Xiaoniao,” and simply said, “Alright, I’ll get ready. Ask her again, and I’ve already booked ahead with Professor Jian.”

Mentioning Professor Jian, Xu Nanjing pondered.

Next to him, the middle-aged man, seeing that he finally finished the call, spoke respectfully yet eagerly, “The first, second, and third floors have all been sold the day before yesterday. We haven’t found out who bought them. Young Master Xu, there is still the fourth floor if you are interested.”

“You don’t know who bought them?” Xu Nanjing glanced at the man,

The middle-aged man didn’t dare to speak, and Xu Nanjing retracted his gaze, casually saying: “Alright, handle the fourth floor then.”

Only after Xu Nanjing entered the building did the middle-aged man dare to look up and wipe the sweat from his brow.

“Boss,” his assistant asked cautiously, “why have so many big shots been buying apartments in Shanhai recently?”

The middle-aged man couldn’t figure it out either. He looked up at the apartment,

Shanhai Apartment wasn’t a high-end residence; the security, landscaping, and environment were all quite average, and the floor plans were not particularly popular, mostly rented to graduate students and PhDs.

The high pricing was solely due to the location’s advantage.

Why were so many people buying these apartments recently?

And they were buying several floors at a time.

**

Upstairs.

When Xu Nanjing arrived, it was Jiang He who opened the door.

Jiang Fulai was in the study.

Bai Lian was on the balcony on the phone, wearing a Bluetooth headset, with Xiaoqi on the other end.

She leisurely picked up a packet of cabbage seeds from the balcony, tore it open, and used two fingers to sprinkle five seeds into the flower pot.

“He came over this morning.” She stood up straight and looked at the seeds in the pot before reaching for the watering can to water them.

Xiaoqi’s voice was still gentle and polite, “When will you come to recognize the place? You’ve never been to the bars in Jiangjing.”

“Hmm, maybe in a couple of days,” Bai Lian lazily finished watering.

After she spoke with Xiaoqi, she pressed her headset to switch to her thesis.

In the living room, Xu Nanjing leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed, as he slowly peeled an orange. Glancing up after she finished her call, he said, “My mom knows you’re in Jiangjing. She’s been eager to invite you to dinner, and she also wants to introduce you to an old teacher of hers.”

He was now quite familiar with Bai Lian.

Not to mention the motorcycle incident, the auction invitation card later on also was a big help to Xu Nanjing.

Bai Lian walked over to the table to pour herself a glass of water, her pale fingertips slowly tapping the glass, and tilting her head slightly she said, “Sure, find a time.”

She had added Gao Yan on WeChat.

The other party didn’t talk much, just reminded Bai Lian to bring an umbrella when it rained and sent messages of encouragement during her exams. They didn’t communicate much, but Bai Lian knew that Gao Yan must have been keeping an eye on the weather in Xiangcheng.

So every time the weather changed, Gao Yan would remind her.

Xu Nanjing abruptly sat upright, stuffed the orange in his hand into Jiang He’s mouth, and took out his phone to send a message to his mother—

[Get ready, Alian has agreed]

**

In the study.

Jiang Fulai sat at the desk, installing software on Bai Lian’s computer.

The phone on his left side was lit up, showing the forehead of Academician Ma, who had just taken off his jacket and sat down at his own computer. “Have you all returned to Jiangjing?”

Jiang Fulai unhurriedly helped Bai Lian install the software, replying, “Yeah.”

Ma Tongfeng appeared to be in a good mood. He logged into the school’s backend, “She didn’t even tell me she was back. I wanted to show her around my lab. She’s applying for the Tongfeng class, right?”

Having taken the crown of international quantum science No. 1 last year, Ma Tongfeng was obviously confident in himself.

Young Master Jiang, annoyed by the conversation, stretched out his hand to hang up the call.

In the sudden silence, Ma Tongfeng wasn’t upset, but instead he looked up at Director Huang in the office, “She’s finally arrived.”

Director Huang knew whom he was referring to; pausing, he ventured, “My little junior sister?”

Ma Tongfeng took off his glasses, cleaning them leisurely without contradicting.

Director Huang took a deep breath.

A visit to the Boyuan Base to see a group of high school seniors should hint at who the teacher’s last disciple would be. “Is she applying for the Tongfeng class?”

Not a few dignitaries in Jiangjing had sent their offspring to Ma Tongfeng, but he hadn’t taken a liking to any of them.

Ma Tongfeng put his glasses back on, smiled, and affirmed, “Yes.”

“What will her grades be like?” Director Huang speculated, “My little junior sister must be very good at math.”

Ma Tongfeng just glanced at him.

The school’s second recruitment phase only tested mathematics and physics, which was unfriendly to most high school graduates, but quite fitting for national competition students.

So the principal and director guessed that Bai Lian wouldn’t perform very well, but they didn’t know—

In the deep pit of mathematics and physics, there are always a few immortals flying around chaotically.

Bai Lian was one of them.

Her specialization was extreme; she started with a “zero” in biology and chemistry. To take other exams, her position as valedictorian could have been in danger, but with just math and physics, Ma Tongfeng thought—

The students of Jiangjing University will be living under her shadow for a long time to come.