The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 653: 258 Big Boss Operation_3
 

It’s definitely sent by an academician from the Ma Institute.

With one hand in his pocket, he read the summary and conclusion written by Bai Lian, and only then did he feel as if his eyes had been cleansed. “Very well written.”

**

Tuesday morning was the academician’s class from the Ma Institute.

Ding Wenyang and his group had completely mixed with Tang Ming’s, and early in the morning, he came to room 407 with A4 papers. Today, they had to hand in their answers to the academician.

He purposely waited at the door for Bai Lian and Tang Ming’s group.

“Wang Xi, how is your problem going?” As soon as Ding Wenyang entered, he went over to where Wang Xi was sitting with Gao Yuan, and a few of them were quietly discussing something.

Seeing Bai Lian and Ding Wenyang, they stopped and greeted them.

Wang Xi stood up to explain, “I’m getting nowhere.”

Ding Wenyang’s expression slightly changed. Wang Xi was the star of their group, but these past few days, Liang Wuyu and Tang Ming had shared their understanding of the topology problem given by the academician, while Wang Xi had hardly spoken.

Nobody didn’t want to leave a good impression with the academician. Although the academician was certainly not taking on students now, just one letter of recommendation from him, and they’d have significant clout, no matter where they went.

Ding Wenyang glanced at Wang Xi but said nothing more.

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Friday.

At seven in the evening, it was time for the bi-weekly meeting of the Tongfeng class and the public literature report session.

The Tongfeng class was very popular on the forums.

Countless alumni inquired about where the bi-weekly meetings of the Tongfeng class took place.

“It’s in the auditorium of the comprehensive building,” Kong Wei and Yu Simin both said while holding their phones. Jiang University typically didn’t have many classes on Friday nights, “People from the school newspaper will be there to report, and a lot of people from the forum will come to cheer for you. We’ll also go to support you.”

She specifically brought her hand-tied bouquet.

Bai Lian picked up her laptop and went to the auditorium with them.

**

Faculty of Finance building.

Bai Shaoqi was negotiating with the student council about the promotion of the welcome party when Song Min checked his phone and stood up with his books from the study room.

“Where are you going?” Bai Shaoqi asked as she followed him with her phone.

Song Min spoke softly, “The auditorium in the physics and engineering building. The Tongfeng class is holding a public meeting today.”

The Tongfeng class?

Bai Shaoqi was slightly stunned. Was it the class that Bai Lian was in?

She followed Song Min to the physics and engineering building, where the auditorium was huge, capable of accommodating four or five hundred people at the same time.

Because of Bai Lian’s connection with Ning Xiao and the others, the Tongfeng class was very popular this year. By now, the back of the auditorium was already packed with people, and everyone’s gaze was focused on the students sitting in the middle rows.

Almost all the gazes contained a sense of respect.

Everyone knew that these were the individuals who represented the pinnacle of intellect at Jiang University.

Wang Xu and Pei Qin were among those observing from the back, and upon noticing Bai Shaoqi and Song Min, who they recognized, they spoke in hushed tones, “You guys came too?”

Reporters from the Jiang University school newspaper were already onsite taking photos.

Song Min, observing the unusually expressive crowd, inquired about it.

“Do you see, that first row? That’s Dean Huang sitting there,” Wang Xu explained to Song Min, “The dean of the Physics Faculty, the second disciple of academician Ma. We met him last time; he’s attending the Tongfeng class meeting!”

This academic atmosphere indeed stirred one’s soul.

But the crowd watching from behind could easily cause nervousness.

Bai Shaoqi’s gaze lingered on the girls sitting at the end of the back row.

The first group had already gone up to speak, delivering their presentations with neither servility nor overbearance, and the content was all academic papers, typically beyond the realm of what regular undergraduates studied.

Dean Huang and Zhou Wenqing did not rate them highly. Most received Cs and Ds.

This was Bai Shaoqi’s first time attending such a report, and she turned her head to Song Min, commenting, “The scores seem a bit low. I wonder if my sister can keep up.”

It wasn’t just her; most of the students who came to watch were curious about the performance of Bai Lian and the other new students.

The back of the middle row.

After Gao Yuan’s group finished their literature report, Dean Huang looked up and nodded rarely, “Very good, I give you a B+. This research exceeds what you can currently study.”

Bai Lian’s group was the last one.

However, ever since Gao Yuan’s group presented, Ding Wenyang and his group had ceased discussing.

Since Gao Yuan’s group had chosen the same topic as Ding Wenyang’s and had not only built upon the ideas of Liang Wuyu and Ning Xiao but also enhanced and optimized each detail and step, further exploring the subject.

Zhou Wenqing smiled at Dean Huang, “It’s time for the next group.”

Dean Huang nodded as well.

At the back row, Ding Wenyang’s face turned pale. Not only were the regular session marks added to the total, but also the crowd that had gathered today, in addition to the school newspaper people reporting on the event.

But more importantly…

Zhou Wenqing and Dean Huang were present!

It was already a problem that their group had chosen the same topic as Gao Yuan’s group, with identical data, and Gao Yuan’s group had even done optimizations.

To make matters worse, Gao Yuan’s group presented first, setting a precedent. Others might think that this group had borrowed the data and topic from Gao Yuan’s group.

Ding Wenyang’s gaze fell directly on Wang Xi beside him, his hands clenched tightly, “I’ll go and explain to Professor Zhou.”

“Do you think he’ll listen to you?” Tang Ming held him back, his eyebrows showing a commanding presence, “The professors only need the results, and besides, we’re not convincing enough.”

“But the data is ours…” Ding Wenyang knew this better than anyone; the probability of choosing the same topic was practically zero, and the other group had done better than theirs.

This group hesitated to go on stage, and the students watching from behind had already started discussing the situation.

Bai Shaoqi narrowed her eyes slightly, “What’s the matter with them?”

Song Min also frowned.

At the back row, Liang Wuyu looked up. He was somewhat familiar with Zhou Wenqing, “I’ll tell Professor Zhou that we won’t present this time.”

The pressure to go up and present now was immense.

Bai Lian pulled out her Bluetooth earphones, took out her laptop from her backpack, stood up, and wore a neat and tidy long green dress, “No need. When the professor asks questions later, you don’t have to answer, just leave it to me.”

It just so happened that she had made two PPTs.