The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 412 - : Ji Heng’s secret, the villain causes trouble_3
Chapter 412: Ji Heng’s secret, the villain causes trouble_3
Took a photo of the Guzheng.
Bai Student: [[Image]]
Bai Student: [288w?]
Jiang Fulai selected “Bai Student: [Image]” to reply: [You still take the best photos]
Teacher Jiang: [Next time I’ll let you take all the photos]
Bai Lian: “…”
**
Dean Jian stayed in Xiangcheng for several days.
Because his erhu music had blown up, a lot of musicians had come to Xiangcheng lately, all wanting to perform on the public stage in Xiangdong, among them some internet sensations.
Many videos became viral, reaching a phenomenon level.
The hype about Dean Jian gradually got overshadowed by these people, and he finally could step out of the Ji Family to take a good look around the city’s east side.
Xiangcheng Mansion.
Jian Zhonghai hadn’t managed to find Jian Zhongyou during this time and seemed to age years in an instant, his gaze filled with deep world-weariness: “He still refuses to see me, huh.”
“Your elder uncle might not know you’re here,” Jian’s assistant comforted Jian Zhonghai.
“It’s been so long, he might have returned to Jiangjing,” sighed Jian Zhonghai as he set down his chopsticks.
Now that his spy in Jian Zhongyou’s camp had been exposed, getting information next time wouldn’t be as easy.
The Jian Family was also getting ready to go back to Beicheng.
Outside the door, Jian Zhe came in with two books in his arms, knowing his grandfather and father were about to return to Beicheng and came to see them off.
Jian’s assistant glanced at Jian Zhe, “Is Young Master Jian Zhe really preparing for the graduate entrance exam?”
“Yes,” Jian’s father quickly pulled Jian Zhe over to Jian Zhonghai, “Dad, look at Jian Rong’s teacher…”
Jian Zhonghai didn’t pay much attention to Jian Zhe, he glanced casually at him, “I will have someone send you a copy of Jian Rong’s class material.”
Jian Zhe looked down, not saying he didn’t want it: “Thank you, grandpa.”
Looking at Jian Zhe with frustration, Jian’s father said, “We are leaving tomorrow night, you make sure to come and see off your grandfather. You may not be as smart as others, but can’t you at least learn to ingratiate yourself?!”
Jian Zhe scratched his head, about to leave for the library to read, “No can do, I’ll probably be at the milk tea shop at that time.”
He had gotten into the habit of reading there every day.
“Milk what milk!” Jian’s father twisted his ear, “You must make sure you’re there tomorrow.”
**
Meanwhile.
At Beicheng High School, in the principal’s office.
“Shaoke left in a hurry, his mentor called him into the lab,” the genteel-looking woman brought New Year’s gifts to Principal Li, smiling, “She sent me to come see you.”
“He’s in the lab?” Principal Li looked up abruptly.
He was quite surprised.
Although Bai Shaoke was the Beicheng top scholar back then, Principal Li knew he was still far behind those students from Jiangjing’s affiliated middle schools, so it was unexpected that he found a mentor after only half a year at Jiangjing University?
Such progress…
“Yes, but he’s just started, no one else knows yet, except Jian Rong. You must know her, right? She and Shaoke have been close friends for many years,” Guo Yueqing was very polite, she lowered her head and picked up the teacup, “I heard you and Shaoqi’s homeroom teacher visited Xiangcheng?”
The incident with the Bai Family hadn’t looked good back then.
Ji Mulan wasn’t someone easy to deal with, and Principal Li was also aware of the situation with the three Bai children.
Before the visit, Principal Li didn’t know the person was Bai Lian, who had a significant connection with Bai Shaoqi and Bai Shaoke.
“To look into the school’s situation,” nodded Principal Li.
After finishing a sip of tea, Guo Yueqing set down the teacup, her eyelashes drooping, seemingly offhandedly, “As I recall, Xiangcheng’s teaching resources aren’t that great, right?”
This was a fact, but after Bai Lian’s scores came through last time, Beicheng Education Bureau had allocated quite a lot of resources there.
“You see,” Guo Yueqing said as she stood up, leaning slightly towards the principal, “You are so busy, I won’t disturb you any longer.”
After the visitor left, Principal Li looked at the large present laid out on his desk, a thin layer of sweat forming on his back.
“Are you sure?” The person on the other end of the phone sounded very surprised.
Principal Li took a deep breath. Guo Yueqing just wanted him to take a side, “Our school’s top scorer from last year just got resources from Jiangjing, issue a notice, as of today, Beicheng High School will no longer share resources with other schools.”
This had a lot of impact on other schools, but Beicheng High School itself was unaffected.
Jiangjing allocated some teaching resources to schools below it every year, based on the high school entrance examination scores, and Beicheng High School almost enjoyed all the resources exclusively.
“If this announcement is issued, in case some other school gets hold of the teaching resources before us in the future, we also won’t be able to…” The person on the phone hesitated.
“Don’t worry, even if we hypothetically let someone else score higher than our top scorer, our school will still perform better than Xiangcheng,” Principal Li confidently stated, as every student in the international class was ranked in the top hundred.
**
The next day, Friday.
Xiangcheng Middle School always distributed synthesis and expansion papers every Friday, but today, there was not a single one.
“Teacher,” Weng Qi raised his hand after the second chemistry class in the afternoon, asking the chemistry teacher, “Don’t we have a comprehensive paper this week?”
The papers for seniors were very important.
The high school examination paper setters would create some new types of questions. The setters were in Jiangjing, and it was not easy to obtain their regular papers, along with some exercises meticulously researched by elite teachers from Jiangjing and the four major cities.
There were almost one or two questions exactly the same every year.
Tricky and novel, that was the reason all schools kept having their students work on these papers nonstop.
But today was strange; it was the weekend, and yet not a single paper had been distributed.
The chemistry teacher was very aloof. He looked at Weng Qi, “Do you want to do papers?”
Weng Qi was astonished, “No… Teacher…”
“Come to my office,” the chemistry teacher, indifferent to his moans, turned and walked away, “I’ll tear a couple of papers for you.”
Weng Qi: “…”
Why did he have to talk so much?
In the principal’s office, the atmosphere was somber.
After school in the afternoon, Bai Lian, Ning Xiao, and Tang Ming, having learned about Beicheng’s news, he smoked a stack of cigarettes alone in the principal’s office.
The office was filled with smoke.
Seeing the three students arrive, the principal opened the window to clear the smoke.
He looked at the three students, afraid of disappointing them, yet finding it difficult to speak, “Starting this week, we won’t have any extra expansion papers, and there won’t be any for the next two joint tests either. You’ll have to…”
These extra expansion papers were really important for Xiangcheng Middle School. They were already behind in educational resources and access to information.
“I know,” Bai Lian nodded nonchalantly.
The principal was taken aback.
Beside Bai Lian, Tang Ming scratched his head, “Principal, is there anything else?”
The principal had thought that when he brought up this matter, the three students might be upset, and the reaction could be intense…
But he never expected them to react like this.
“You,” the principal snuffed out his cigarette, took a long sigh, and said slowly, “without the extra expansion papers, you won’t get the new types of questions, and there will be a certain gap between you and other schools. We haven’t provided you with the best…”
He tried to explain the situation clearly to them.
Bai Lian only heard, “without the new types of questions, there will be a certain gap between you and other schools,” and looked up, “You… need new types of questions?”
She reached into her backpack, pulled out a fairly thick workbook, searched a bit more, and then flipped out an error correction book.
She handed it to the principal.