Chapter 571 - Chapter 571: 226 He Wen is back, Lan Jie please the great god_1.

Chapter 571: 226 He Wen is back, Lan Jie please the great god_1.

Xu Wenyao’s fingertips were still hovering over the “enter” key.

Hearing Bai Lian’s words, he pondered for a moment, then moved the cursor and typed in “Bai Lian” under Chen Hong’s name.

The Jiang University campus network had always been reliable. After the small transparent circle on the screen spun around, it displayed “Successfully Registered” in four blue regular-script characters.

“The topic will be released at three o’clock the afternoon the day after tomorrow, and we still need to choose a mentor,” Xu Wenyao said to Bai Lian, looking down at the details after the successful registration, “The competition lasts for three days…”

Bai Lian nodded her head.

She was unfamiliar with these competition procedures.

The three of them finished their meal quickly.

Xu Wenyao suggested Bai Lian join them in the study room to familiarize herself with the mathematical modeling competition, but Bai Lian glanced sideways, her eyes narrowing slightly, “I’d better go back and print out the materials first.”

“There’s a print shop on campus,” Chen Hong said, “right ahead.”

Bai Lian knew about Jiang University’s print shop, but the literature she needed to print belonged to Academician Ma, and after thinking for a while, she said, “I’ll go back to print it.”

Chen Hong stood at the entrance of the cafeteria watching Bai Lian leave, “What is she printing?”

“Probably a lot of stuff,” Xu Wenyao said indifferently, “there are too many people queuing at the print shop.”

“True,” the sunlight in early July was strong, Chen Hong nodded, remembering the matter just now, “Did you really add her?”

“Yes.” Xu Wenyao glanced at Chen Hong apologetically, “Don’t worry, she won’t hold us back.”

Chen Hong was part of the team, and Xu Wenyao would not have agreed to any other freshman joining, but this person was Bai Lian.

Xu Wenyao recalled seeing Academician Ma at the airport before.

Being valued by Academician Ma and personally seen off by him, Xu Wenyao knew that Bai Lian must have her own strengths.

“Oh, it doesn’t matter. You’ll have to work a bit harder without Qi Jun; both of us will have to share the model design,” Chen Hong slung an arm over Xu Wenyao’s shoulder, indicating it wasn’t a big deal.

With Qi Jun absent this time, their results might only be in the upper middle range. Modeling was all about teamwork, and adding Bai Lian didn’t make much of a difference to Chen Hong.

Moreover, as Bai Lian was this year’s top college entrance exam scorer, Chen Hong was willing to take this opportunity to establish a good rapport with the brother and sister.

“It’s just a pity we’ll miss Professor Jiang this time; he values Boyuan’s modeling results,” Chen Hong sighed. He had emailed Professor Jiang, who replied to the group.

The Boyuan modeling competition held more prestige than the national competition because of its high entry threshold. If their university’s registration slots and their results weren’t good enough, even if they met the exam requirements for postgraduate study, Professor Jiang probably wouldn’t choose them.

Choosing a mentor for postgraduate studies was very important.

**

Bai Lian returned from school to Shanhai Apartment.

The doors of 303 and 302 were both open.

Jiang He was sitting on the carpet in 302, piecing together Lego with his back to her, while Ming Dongheng observed the bok choy Bai Lian had just planted on the balcony of 303.

Xu Nanjing sat on the sofa in Bai Lian’s apartment, his legs lazily draped over the coffee table, casually fiddling with a white jade fan in his hands. Seeing Bai Lian return, he hurriedly stood up, “Alian.

Bai Lian greeted him and then headed for the study.

There was a printer in her study.

Seeing that the door to her study was open, Xu Nanjing followed her inside. Bai Lian had already turned on the computer and was efficiently printing documents.

Academician Ma had sent several documents. Since she finished her exams, Academician Ma had higher expectations for her and asked her to learn to write reviews.

He glanced at it, the same incomprehensible literature again.

Are high school students already starting to read these?

Xu Nanjing handed over the folding fan in his hand to Bai Lian, “It’s from my mom for you.”

There were 50 pages of literature from Academician Ma, and the printer was still slowly spitting them out one by one.

Bai Lian reached out to take the folding fan. It was plain white, with the white jade bones of the fan reflecting a lustrous cool light. The fan was less than thirty centimeters long.

Her fingers were pale and unrushed, holding the folding fan with ease as she gently pushed it open—effortlessly unfurling the fan.

“White jade fan bones,” Bai Lian said, while spinning the fan around twice with her index finger as the pivot, and then suddenly snapping it closed, gently resting the fan handle against the palm of her hand.

Her movements were as smooth as flowing water, leisurely as if she was accustomed to handling a fan.

Xu Nanjing paused for a moment, “Let me try.”

He took Bai Lian’s folding fan, trying to replicate her movements. With a single hand push, it didn’t open.

After three attempts.

Bai Lian opened the next document and, seeing his clumsy efforts, took the fan back to demonstrate again, “Like this.”

She shifted slightly, holding the folding fan in her right hand. Her slender middle finger rested casually at the bottom of the fan, with the thumb pushing outwards and the index finger pushing inwards, slowly spreading it open.