Chapter 51 - Chapter 51: 022 didn’t have time to play house with her_3

Chapter 51: 022 didn’t have time to play house with her_3

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The students sitting below were all very serious.

Only then did the homeroom teacher of class eight turn on the screen recording.

Sitting in the same row, Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan exchanged glances, the ambition in their eyes clearly visible.

Bai Lian sat attentively in her seat. Today’s lecture had moved on from electromagnetism to light and dynamics, discussing polarization and single-axis crystals throughout the lesson, and even touching on Huygens’ principle and dispersion.

Bai Lian noted everything. She understood quickly but didn’t grasp many of the formulas.

Because she hadn’t yet learned about the dispersion curve.

The lesson was difficult, and everyone listened with utmost seriousness. At seven-thirty, when the video ended, many went up to copy it, and the homeroom teacher of class eight began to distribute today’s exercises.

Bai Lian glanced at the problems. They covered an entire page and were all about optical crystals.

She hadn’t learned the equation for the dispersion curve and, as usual, packed the problems away.

Two messages appeared on the phone lying on the desk.

Having not added many contacts to her phone, she opened it to take a look.

Teacher Jiang: “You didn’t give them the answers did you?”

Bai Lian: “No.”

Teacher Jiang: “Bring them with you tonight, I’ll explain the problems to them.”

Bai Lian looked at the message from Jiang Fulai, feeling somewhat surprised.

To her right, Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan, who rarely stayed behind, exchanged glances, gathered their things, and left the lecture hall.

Zhu Jiaren, too, found the problems headache-inducing. She had been closely watching Chen Zhu’s group.

Seeing them leave so early today, she couldn’t help poking Tang Mings arm,

“They must be heading to Wanhe Building again.”

Tang Ming, who was wrestling with today’s problem, looked up and replied, “Possible, both Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu’s families are wealthy.”

After Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan had disappeared from view, Zhu Jiaren diverted her gaze back, just in time to see Bai Lian putting away the exercises distributed by the teacher. Her interest waned as she turned away.

She wasn’t surprised by Bai Lian’s actions; after all, Zhu Jiaren found the problem challenging herself, let alone Bai Lian.

“By the way,” Bai Lian said, removing her school coat in the warm lecture hall and revealing a white blouse embroidered with dark bamboo leaves, she leisurely popped the cap off a ballpoint pen, “Do you have time tonight? I need to go over the problems I gave you last time.”

In the front row, Ning Xiao, who had been engrossed in his homework, suddenly looked up as if a switch had been flipped.

He turned around to look at Bai Lian, “Where?”

Bai Lian lazily flipped open her black notebook, pressing her fingertip against the snow-white pages, “The milk tea shop by the school gate.”

Not far, the milk tea shop by the school gate. Ning Xiao nodded in agreement, “Alright, I’ll go with you.”

Beside him, Tang Ming scratched his head. He hadn’t quite understood the problems from last time, and the ones assigned by the teacher tonight were also difficult.

Tang Ming felt like he wanted to go back and work on tonight’s optics problem.

However, since this was the new classmate’s first invitation, Tang Ming said, “Then I’ll come along too.”

He wasn’t particularly interested in the discussion about the problems, as Bai Lian seemed to struggle with today’s material.

But Bai Lian had already surpassed any other person in Xiangcheng No. 1

Middle School to become the goddess of the school—

If his roommates found out Bai Lian invited him and he didn’t go, he’d worry about being tormented to death by them in his sleep.

Zhu Jiaren glanced at Tang Ming and Ning Xiao, then smiled politely at Bai Lian, “Bai classmate, I stay in the dorms. If I go back too late, there’s no water left. You guys go ahead; 1 think I’ll go back to wash my hair first.”

All the students in this training class were top scholars. Bai Lian’s 85 percent meant nothing here, let alone a score of 200.

It would make sense to skip washing up to go out with Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu if they were the ones explaining problems.

But Bai Lian—

This person who herself needed assistance, explaining problems to them?

Zhu Jiaren didn’t have the time to play make-believe with her..