The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 632 - : 249 Jiangjing’s ceiling, a chance encounter!_2

Chapter 632: 249 Jiangjing’s ceiling, a chance encounter!_2

Then he surveyed the entire class and spoke directly, “Bai Lian, would you come up and introduce yourself?”

Upon hearing the name “Bai Lian,”

some were quite unfamiliar with it, but some from Jiangjing Affiliated Middle School knew it very well and began to whisper among themselves.

Although Bai Lian had been reading, she was always good at multitasking. Hearing the instructor’s voice, she stood up from her seat, wearing a beige cotton and linen dress, with her dark hair simply half-tied with a jade hairpin.

Her eyebrows had just been groomed by Pu Xiaohan in the afternoon, trimmed a bit too fine, which added a touch of delicate classical beauty to her originally lazy, pretty, and slightly wild look.

Taking up the chalk, she introduced herself in a leisurely manner and methodically wrote her name on the blackboard—

...

Bai Lian.

All of a sudden, the usually languid theoretical physics class became lively.

“Damn! Isn’t this the sister who went viral on the Jiang University forum this afternoon? I even came across her thread, which has hundreds of layers,” a male student recognized her and whispered to his neighbor, “And she’s in our theoretical physics major?”

“…”

The students of Class 302 discussed this among themselves.

The instructor didn’t stop them; he just cocked his head to look at the girl standing straight beside him, clicked his tongue, and thought, let them discuss; in a few days, she probably wouldn’t belong to their theoretical major anymore.

Outside.

A professor in an oversized T-shirt passed by Room 302 and, hearing the noise inside, couldn’t help but turn his head, “Which class is this? They have so much energy.”

“Professor Zhou, these are students taught by Teacher Xia, from the theoretical physics major,” the assistant beside him replied.

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Theoretical physics was known as a major with relatively lower entrance scores within the physics department.

Zhou Wenqing was the instructor in charge of the Tongfeng class this year, as well as a doctoral advisor. He glanced at Room 302, walked past this class without saying anything else.

The assistant handed a list to him, “Professor Zhou, here’s the list of candidates who applied for the Tongfeng class, 67 in total, with the exam scheduled for Saturday morning at eight in the Golden Report Hall.”

The Tongfeng class was made up mostly of students from the national team. In the past, not many high school graduates applied for the Tongfeng class, a maximum of ten, and after finalizing the results, only four or five would be admitted, entirely based on scores, sometimes admitting only one or two applicants.

This year, the number of applicants far exceeded previous years, increasing by seven or eight times.

**

After the new students had finished their self-introductions, Bai Lian headed to the library with her books; Yang Lin had already saved seats for them.

Xun Qian didn’t continue to the library that evening.

Kong Wei returned to Room 407 with Xun Qian, “You and Bai Lian are really working too hard. School has just started, and you’re already studying so intensively.”

“I’ve basically given up already,” Xun Qian said as she looked at the casual hairpin in Kong Wei’s bangs.

“So soon?”

“The topic this year is hard, and it’s not my strongest suit,” Xun Qian withdrew her gaze.

Kong Wei wasn’t familiar with the Tongfeng class’s exam questions. She chatted with Xun Qian while searching on her phone for Jiang University’s and the university town’s forums. She only knew Jiangjing University’s official BBS, where most of the posts were official announcements.

It was only after hearing a tip from the students in the theoretical physics class that evening that she found out about Jiangjing University’s forum.

The forum had been created by the computer science department’s top talents and was also managed by them.

Kong Wei found out the forum address from her classmates and eventually found her community. There weren’t any advertisements on the forum, but there were many posts about “physics,” “accounting,” “postgraduate entrance exam past papers,” and the like.

Aside from those,

there were also a few hot posts marked in red—

[I heard there are a lot of people applying for the Tongfeng class this year, what’s going on?]

These godly battles had nothing to do with them, mere mortals.

[The freshers in the finance department are not bad this year, there are a few good-looking juniors and sophomores.]

And another—

[Who still remembers the sister who passed by Jiang University last year? She has become our junior this year!]

Kong Wei clicked in and saw two anchor images. The first was a profile picture of a girl wearing a white tunic with her hands in her pockets,

standing nonchalantly under a tree, a strand of black hair lazily hanging over her chest, with her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, much like a cat lazily basking in the sun under a tree on a winter day.

The other image was of a photo taken earlier that afternoon at the west gate.

Kong Wei slowly scrolled down, noticing that the posters were all seniors and juniors as per their forum rankings.

[Why isn’t she from our chemistry department? Why isn’t she from our chemistry department? Why isn’t she from our chemistry department?]

[100 yuan reward for the freshman’s phone number and WeChat]

[Latest news, seems like she’s a fresher in the physics department!]