Chapter 573 - Chapter 573: 226 He Wen is back, Lan Jie invited the great god_3

Chapter 573: 226 He Wen is back, Lan Jie invited the great god_3

The last sentence was a question Chen Hong asked Xu Wenyao.

Bai Lian hadn’t arrived at their school yet, so she was definitely not familiar with their teachers.

Xu Wenyao opened the competition platform calmly and slightly turned his head, “Didn’t you have your eye on Professor Jiang?”

“Hehe,” Chen Hong nodded, “You get me!”

If you can’t take Professor Jiang’s research class, choose him as your mentor.

Xu Wenyao opened the page and filled in “Jiang Weijian” in the mentors’ section, submitting it to wait for the system’s response.

While the two discussed the mentor issue, Bai Lian sat in front of the computer, opened the folder, and looked through the papers Chen Hong and the others had done before.

The first model they had done was on the shortest path topology problem, an area Bai Lian had some research on, so she watched carefully.

As for the code in the folder, she hadn’t run it, as she was really not familiar with it.

The three of them sat in the back row, Bai Lian on the far right corner, next to Xu Wenyao, and Chen Hong beside Xu Wenyao.

At noon, after Bai Lian finished looking over their previous models, she picked up her phone and the folded fan lying beside her and went to the canteen for lunch.

The computer lab was close to the third canteen.

On the way, Bai Lian’s phone rang; it was He Wen.

“Sis,” He Wen called her “Sis” with a sense of righteous indignation, “haven’t you read the paper I sent you?”

Bai Lian held her phone to her ear with her left hand and with her right, she held a white jade folding fan tapping the fan ribs with her cool jade-like fingertips, “I haven’t had the time these last couple of days.”

“What are you up to?” The sound of an airport announcement came from He Wen’s end.

Bai Lian didn’t answer but instead asked, “Are you at the airport?”

“Yeah,” He Wen remembered why he called, “Jiang Shao just came back, didn’t he? I just delegated my tasks at hand and followed him back for the project; now I’m about to report to him. I don’t know what mood he’s been in lately.”

Speaking of Jiang Fulai, He Wen felt uneasy.

It had been quite a while since he last saw Jiang Fulai, and at the last online meeting, he had just been scolded.

Many people at Jiangjing University idolized this honored alumnus, and it was always quite tough; He Wen didn’t even know why Jiang Fulai scolded him. Bai Lian consoled him, “He should be in a good mood.”

After all, Jiang He hadn’t been scolded much recently.

“I hope your words bring good luck,” He Wen sighed, “I’ll take you out to eat in a couple of days. Oh, what are you busy with? You should be done with your college entrance exams, right?”

“Boyuan’s math modeling,” Bai Lian replied succinctly.

On the other end of the phone, He Wen: “…”

The math modeling at the Boyuan Summer Camp is a global competition, and most students participate in their sophomore or junior year.

He Wen participated during his freshman summer.

Do you remember you haven’t even started school yet?

Bai Lian hung up the phone, then single-handedly opened the folding fan, calmly placing it in front of her forehead to shade herself from the sun overhead.

Chen Hong glanced at her, “Little sister, do you have something busy to attend to? It’s fine if you do; Wenyao and I can handle this. Maybe we’ll be lucky enough to get the first prize.”

He had overheard a bit of Bai Lian’s conversation.

“It’s okay,” Bai Lian slightly tilted her head, her long bangs falling beside her brows casting a shadow, “He’s not in a hurry.”

They continued talking.

Not far behind them, Qi Jun and his group, who had just come down the stairs, also heard their conversation.

“Xu Wenyao must be crazy, right?” Yu Sheng looked at the backs of Xu Wenyao and the others in astonishment, “He actually chose a girl?”

He had heard Chen Hong’s remark, “Wenyao and I can handle it.”

He almost laughed out loud. First prize?

Even Qi Jun wasn’t sure of winning the first prize, let alone now that Qi Jun had left their team.

Qi Jun remained silent, just watching the backs of Chen Hong and the others, then took out his phone to send a message to Qi Shuyun.

**

In the evening.

In the university office, Bai Shaoke respectfully held a document and knocked on the door, “Professor Jiang.”

Only after hearing a voice from inside did he push the door and enter.

Professor Jiang stood by the window on the phone, his voice betraying a trace of ingratiation, “You’ve just returned, and it’s only right that we welcome you back… You’re at Jiang Shao’s place? Okay…”

Bai Shaoke stood by the desk, his gaze downcast, pondering about who could be on the other end of the professor’s phone call.

There weren’t many in the school who could make Professor Jiang adopt that tone.

“Jiang” Shao, which Jiang?

As he was thinking, he saw the computer screen showing the page for the Boyuan competition selection. Professor Jiang was the mentor for this competition, and with a mentor having a limited quota, there were two teams.

The first team was his own, which Professor Jiang had already approved.

Bai Shaoke’s eyes glanced over the first two names of the second team, and then landed on the last name—

Bai Lian.

After Professor Jiang finished the call, he stared at his phone for a long while before walking over to his desk and switching to a serious expression.