The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 209: 078 Disdain for all things Jiang Fulai, how awesome was the Dayong era!_1

Translator: 549690339

A long string of yellow verification badges dazzled Pu Xiaohan’s face.

Although she didn’t understand, Pu Xiaohan knew this was someone important.

She very unladylike mimicked Zhang Shize, “… holy shit!”

Pu Xiaohan quickly followed this Jian Zhongyou, then turned around and held her phone screen towards Bai Lian, “This person wants your contact information, should I give him your phone number?”

Pu Xiaohan said and was about to send Jian Zhongyou the number.

Bai Lian was doing problems. Upon hearing this, she looked up, her gaze falling on the profile page she had opened.

Jian Zhongyou?

The academician Jian?

She continued to work on her problems, her expression extra lazy, “No need.”

“Huh?” Pu Xiaohan didn’t understand music and didn’t recognize Jian Zhongyou, but seeing the number of followers, the string of verifications, and the Royal Music Academy along with Jiangjing Art University, she could tell how impressive this person was.

She lowered her voice, “I think I should still give it to him, this person looks like…”

Bai Lian silently looked up; her eyes were beautiful from every angle, clear and bright, with black pupils reflecting a clear upside-down image of Pu Xiaohan, like a beautiful white cat lazily sprawled on the table.

Pu Xiaohan always found it hard to refuse; she fell silent, “… okay, I got it.”

She reluctantly replied to the dean Jian, “Sorry [crying][crying]”

Jian Zhongyou seemed to have been waiting for her response.

Less than a minute later, he responded—

“Okay, then I will ask again tomorrow.”

Pu Xiaohan quietly returned to the main page and followed Dean Jian.

“By the way,” Pu Xiaohan always had her own thoughts about short videos, she held up her notebook for Bai Lian to see, “I’m planning to do an edition about the Great Yong Dynasty, what do you think of these key contents?”

Pu Xiaohan had a nimble mind; after one of her videos went viral, many teams had approached her, but she hadn’t accepted any offers.

She wanted to post content that she liked.

Bai Lian was originally doing her problems when Pu Xiaohan spoke, and her hand hesitated for a moment.

Pu Xiaohan didn’t notice; she excitedly chatted with Bai Lian, “I’ve edited a collection of figures from the Great Yong Dynasty, and I’ve already scheduled the character charts. I’ll post it tonight. Can you take a look for me?!”

As she spoke, she wanted to show Bai Lian the edited video on her phone.

“I am not good at this kind of thing,” Bai Lian paused, continuing to write with her pen, her voice emotionless, “Aren’t you reviewing?”

Bai Lian wasn’t lying; she really didn’t know how to edit.

“I’m reviewing and editing at the same time,” Pu Xiaohan said, excited about her own ideas.

But Bai Lian always studied intensely minute by minute, so she went to discuss with the arts and entertainment representative on which aspects to edit the video.

Chemistry class.

The teacher taught the class with a worried expression and then called Bai Lian out.

Zhang Shize and his group were joking around. Seeing the chemistry teacher call for Bai Lian, Zhang Shize spoke out, “She must have scored a zero in chemistry. Go and see if that’s the case.”

He teased Weng Qi by his side.

Weng Qi recalled a day and rubbed his chilling neck, replying expressionlessly, “You go, you’re the one sitting behind her.”

The group argued for a while, but no one dared to actually go.

Until Pu Xiaohan saw them and remarked solemnly, “Isn’t life good?”

Group:

Outside.

The chemistry teacher looked at Bai Lian, lips pursed, his face angry, and a few hairs on his head standing on end, “Bai Lian, why did you score 70 in biology but still a 0 in chemistry? Are you isolating me?”

Bai Lian was startled and explained, “Teacher, no, I haven’t fully mastered biology yet…”

She also spent a lot of time on physics, and maths was relatively okay; she had some memories from the original body, so it wasn’t too hard to learn.

It was just that she favored physics over biology and chemistry, which she didn’t like much.

“Enough,” the chemistry teacher interrupted her coldly, his aura commanding, “So you want me to beg you before you’re willing to learn?”

Bai Lian wanted to explain further.

“Fine,” the chemistry teacher looked around stealthily, making sure no one was around, then he put his hands together and whispered, “Then what if I beg you, would that do?”

Bai Lian:

“Teacher, I’ll do my best.”

“Hmm,” the chemistry teacher put his hands behind his back again, returning to a stern and cool demeanor.

Lunchtime.

Class 15 had a bunch of people gathered together for lunch.

Pu Xiaohan, getting her meal, sat down next to Yang Lin and looked at the banner stretched across the cafeteria, “Who is this CEO Liu? He actually donated a scholarship to our school!”

Apart from the Chen Family, it was rare for anyone to donate to the school.

Pu Xiaohan was quite surprised.