Chapter 445: 174 Bai Lian's True Strength_3
Chapter 445: 174 Bai Lian’s True Strength_3
Compared to professional singers, Yan Lu’s singing skills are quite ordinary.
It’s also quite strange, if you say Yan Lu has a financial backer, you don’t see her flooded with resources.
After thinking it over, the only envy-worthy thing is her composing and arranging skills.
“What do you think, if you were still hyping a CP with Yan Lu, would she tell you who they are?” the manager asked An Qi softly, “Or maybe let you sing instead?”
Upon hearing this, An Qi fell silent.
Rarely, An Qi felt some regret.
Because what the manager suggested wasn’t impossible—
Everyone knew Yan Lu was quite generous with people before.
“Look into it again, find out who’s behind her.” An Qi put on his mask and lowered his brows and eyes.
**
At the end of February, in Xiangcheng.
Bai Lian had not been busy with anything else for the past half a month, just focusing on problem-solving.
Saturday, afternoon.
Bai Lian was doing homework by the fish pond in the garden, with Jiang He sitting next to her doing a puzzle, while Bai Lian neatly wrote answers on a blank sheet of paper with a pen.
The app, apart from sending out 20 problems every month, also features a challenge question bank.
Each time you complete a challenge question, your points multiply.
Jiang Fulai’s unlimited points were gained just like this, Bai Lian didn’t have an advantage in chemistry, she did more challenge questions, and most importantly, the challenge bank was all math problems.
Xu Nanjing came over to take a look and, having been away from high school for a few years, had nearly forgotten all these complex numbers, joining Xiao Bingwen in admiration, “Sister Bai Lian’s handwriting is really nice, truly befitting a top student.”
Xiao Bingwen didn’t dare come too close, but he had seen Bai Lian’s handwriting once or twice.
He sneaked a glance at Xu Nanjing, thinking, ‘You didn’t say that before.’
Jiang Fulai stood nearby, towering and elegant, holding a box of fish food, pinching a little and carelessly sprinkling it down.
The food he sprinkled seemed to carry a barrier, causing the fish to scatter in all directions.
Jiang Fulai’s face was cold.
Bai Lian sat on the stool, lethargically resting her chin in one hand and tapping on her phone with the other to upload answers, her dark almond eyes half-closed as she watched the fish, “Stop feeding them, the fish will die of hunger.”
These were Bai Lian’s words, Xu Nanjing looked up, not daring to laugh.
If it were him, he’d face punishment from young master Jiang the next day.
Xiao Bingwen, however, lowered his head.
Jiang Fulai casually put down the fish food, not caring much, “You feed them.”
After seeing him finish, Xu Nanjing sat next to Jiang He and spoke to Jiang Fulai, “The contract is signed, aren’t you really going to mention it to Academician Ma?”
Jiang Fulai looked at the two boxes of chess pieces on the table, Jiang He had just been playing Gomoku with Bai Lian, and he sat down on the gazebo’s long bench, an arm resting on the railing, “You first notify uncle and aunt.”
Rare metals were, after all, a big deal.
He, on the other hand, turned on the laptop that was set aside.
“Okay,” Xu Nanjing idly raised his hand in acknowledgement.
Bai Lian, meanwhile, was looking down at her phone—
The answer review was complete, and her ranking jumped successfully from 56 to 19.
A WeChat message popped up on the top of her phone, it was from Yan Lu: “[Location]”.
Yan Lu returned to Xiangcheng today and arranged for Bai Lian to dine with some students from class 15 on behalf of the Zhang Family, now sending Bai Lian the location.
Bai Lian lowered her gaze to put away her pen.
Jiang Fulai closed the laptop, his brows and eyes slightly raised, “Is she here?”
“Yes,” Bai Lian nodded.
Yan Lu also wanted to invite Jiang Fulai and Chi Yundai, but since the beginning of the year, Chi Lu had been busy and hadn’t returned to Xiangcheng, only giving Bai Lian a message to train Zhang Shize well.
The two of them took Jiang He to eat out.
Leaving Xu Nanjing and Xiao Bingwen looking at each other in bewilderment, Xu Nanjing rested his chin on his phone, “Xiaoming, where did they go?”
“Probably went to eat with Miss Bai’s classmates,” Ming Dongheng knew about Ning Xiao and those with him.
Xiao Bingwen and Xu Nanjing did not pay much attention, Bai Lian’s classmates must be from Xiangcheng First High School… The fact that Bai Lian was a prospective student of Jiangjing University was already surprising enough.
Xiao Bingwen’s phone lit up.
He looked down to see a video notification—
“[Yan Lu’s New Song]”
Xiao Bingwen was taken aback; he didn’t follow the entertainment industry, but seeing Yan Lu’s name, he clicked in anyway.
“A new song tonight?” Xu Nanjing heard the video blogger’s recommendation, “Why are you so interested in this singer?”
“She’s not a singer,” Xiao Bingwen clarified, “because Shuhe listens to her songs, so I pay close attention.”
Xu Nanjing was even more surprised, “Leng Shuhe? She likes a pop singer?”
“Rumor has it…” Xiao Bingwen lowered his voice, saying to Xu Nanjing, “Her teacher appreciates this singer very much.”
Therefore, everyone around the president of the institute, including Xiao Bingwen, paid close attention to her.
**
Beicheng.
At the Bai Family home, Bai Qiming put down his coat and glanced upstairs, asking the butler, “Has the young lady not come down?”
The butler respectfully replied, “She’s upstairs discussing Jiangjing University’s prep camp examination questions with young master Song.”
“Prep camp?” Nearby, an uncle from the Bai Family took the tea handed to him by a servant, puzzled, “What’s that about?”
“The exam topics for Jiangjing University’s prep camp,” the butler explained with a submissive gaze, “From the overall rankings, you can predict the chances of getting into Jiangjing University.”
“Oh?” The mention of Jiangjing University sparked the uncle’s interest, he took a sip of tea and then put down the cup, “And how is Shaoqi ranked now?”
Although the idea of two siblings from the same family applying to Jiangjing University sounded a bit far-fetched, recently Bai Shaoke had been saying that Bai Shaoqi made substantial progress in her studies.
Since the incident with the institute president, the family had rarely contacted Bai Shaoqi.
But the Bai Family still held onto a glimmer of hope.
Bai Qiming beamed with pridefulness, clearly very pleased with himself, “This kid keeps it a secret, I still don’t know.”
As the two of them were talking, Bai Shaoqi and Song Min came downstairs one after the other.
“Just in time,” Bai Qiming waved them over, his stern face softening a bit, “Shaoqi, your uncle from the family is asking about your prep camp ranking.”