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The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 737

Chapter 737: 292 Are you going back to bomb Jiangjing? (Second update)_1 Chapter 737: 292 Are you going back to bomb Jiangjing? (Second update)_1 Bai Lian was still examining the atomic arrangements at various temperature points in the simulation process when five bar graphs unfolded.

She plotted the MSD versus time curve, fitted a straight line, and differentiated a ratio to replace the slope, her brows and eyes still, “Why do you ask?”

“You two use the same screen name. Do you know each other?” Kong Wei asked earnestly, glancing at Bai Lian’s computer.

At a glance, she saw the bar graphs, the NPT system above with a simulation time of 195ps written below, followed by the interfacial energy.

Her eyes blurred from gazing too hard, and she quickly averted her gaze.

Bai Lian tilted her head slightly and said unhurriedly, “Sort of.”

Kong Wei had simply blurted out the question on a whim.

Not expecting to receive such an answer, and realizing she had interrupted Bai Lian’s research, she hopped back to her own desk.

She exchanged glances with Yu Simin, “Sort of, what does that mean?”

She asked in all sincerity.

“Sort of know each other?” Yu Simin looked at her with frustration, “You should have asked whether it’s a boy or girl, how old they are this year!”

**

Tuesday, early morning.

Bai Lian finally returned to the Tongfeng class for lessons.

Having taken a week off, it had been a long while since the people in the Tongfeng class had laid eyes on her.

It was rare for anyone at Jiang University to take time off, let alone an entire week.

Gao Yuan and others sat in the middle, and as soon as Bai Lian entered, many eyes fell on her.

“I heard they had a conflict with Professor Sun’s lab members,” Wang Xi murmured next to a male student, “So Professor Sun filed a report to send them away. By the way, Gao Shao, do you know which lab they’re going to be assigned to?”

Without looking up, Gao Yuan said indifferently, “It should be Professor Zhou’s lab.”

“Professor Zhou?” Hearing this, Wang Xi lowered his head.

Although Zhou Wenqing was their advisor, everyone in their group came from some background and knew… if a professor had key projects, the school would not assign them to lead freshmen.

The only reason Zhou Wenqing was assigned to teach them was that he didn’t have any key projects on hand.

Labs like that are always of little value.

“At least our group has Gao Yuan, who goes straight into Doctor Gao’s lab,” the male student beside Wang Xi sighed again.

Wang Xi had always believed his choice was correct.

He felt even more certain that leaving Ding Wenyang’s group for Gao Yuan’s had been a wise move.

Compared to them.

What seemed even more bizarre was Zhou Wenqing, who, after four hours of lecture that morning, waited for Bai Lian at the door.

Bai Lian, carrying her canvas bag, handed her card to Tang Ming, asking him to wait for her in the canteen.

Almost all the other students had left, and she remained with Zhou Wenqing in the hallway.

“Bai student, you didn’t tell Dean Huang you were going to another group?” Zhou Wenqing tapped his fingers on the teaching plan he was holding, speaking earnestly, “My lab is quite small, with only four members, and we don’t have a full range of tools…”

The members had also been lackadaisical lately.

Zhou Wenqing felt he couldn’t be much help to Bai Lian and the others.

“It’s fine,” Bai Lian said after he finished, lifting her chin slightly, her tone unhurried, “You just need to not refuse us.”

Zhou Wenqing had prepared many arguments to tell her that choosing a good lab was important to them, but looking at Bai Lian’s expression now.

He said helplessly, “I won’t refuse, but, my lab’s research topic is quite vague, and most of the four members are just coasting through for a degree. I’m afraid it’ll impact you.”

Probably only Zhou Wenqing could admit the mediocre quality of his students.

He stood there, watching Bai Lian’s retreating figure.

He couldn’t help but pull out his phone and call his assistant, “Help me apply for more palladium with the higher-ups…”

Zhou Wenqing decided to make an effort, having newcomers was an excuse.

**

Zhou Wenqing’s lab was in the Experimental Center.

Bai Lian and the others headed there straight after lunch.

His lab wasn’t as large as Sun Fu’s, consisting of just one room, where three students chatted at the central table.

When new students entered, the only female student stood up quickly, tidying her desk, “Juniors, welcome! I’m Hu Yue, and this is the senior brother Liu, and the second senior brother…”

Hu Yue, with her short hair and tall figure, was straightforward and efficient.

She seemed like the kind of student Zhou Wenqing would take on.

“Sister Hu, Brother Liu, Brother Chu.” Ding Wenyang and the others greeted obediently.

“Junior brothers and sisters, add me on WeChat first,” Hu Yue took out her phone for them to scan the QR code.

After scanning, she showed them around to the lab equipment. The lab being quite small, one could see everything at a glance, “The lab operation manuals are all here; take a look. If there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask me or the senior brother.”

Tang Ming took a look around and asked Hu Yue, “Sister Hu, so what tasks do we have today?”

“Ah, about that,” Hu Yue exchanged a look with the senior brother, “Our teacher’s research focus is on superconductors, but we don’t have a lot of experimental equipment right now, so our lab isn’t busy. You can just familiarize yourselves with the topics; there’s no need to help us. If you have any questions, just ask.”

The new lab was inherently small, and with Bai Lian and the others, it became lively.

His left hand resting on the steering wheel, his right hand touching the back of her hand.

Good, her hand was warmer than his.

The words that were about to come out of his mouth vanished instantly.

On the passenger seat, there was a white milk tea bag. Bai Lian picked up the bag and sat down, leisurely poking a straw in and took a sip before saying, “Haven’t you been drinking your medicine recently?”

In the bag, apart from a cup of milk tea, there was also a bright red rose.

Bai Lian took out the rose, holding it in her hand.

“At the lab, I didn’t let them bring it in,” Jiang Fulai mentioned casually.

He had been on a herbal medicine regimen throughout the winter, prescribed by Bai Lian last year. However, in the lab, he hadn’t allowed the Jiang Family to bring it to him, and he had always been quite nonchalant about such things.

No one in the Jiang Family dared to manage him.

Bai Lian’s fingertips touched the bright red petals, she glanced at Jiang Fulai without saying a word.

Back at Shanhai Apartment, Jiang Fulai went to check on Jiang He in Room 103, while Bai Lian returned to the study. She placed the flower in a vase; she and Jiang Fulai hadn’t been back for a week.

The previous flowers had wilted a bit, but the one today was fresh, with a droplet of water sliding down the vibrant petal.

She slightly lowered her gaze, looking at the flower for a while, then leaned against the desk, took out her phone, and sent a message to He Wen.

There were many unread messages on the phone.

Wang: “Finished the tally, where should I send it?”

He was responding to Bai Lian’s previous question. Bai Lian knew Wang Youfeng owned a mine and had inquired about palladium with him after hearing about the lab’s shortage.

Bai Lian sent over the address of Shanhai Apartment.

On the other end of the phone.

Abroad, Wang Youfeng looked at the address, it was Jiangjing.

He took out his lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

“I’ll have a couple of teams send it back,” his confidant looked toward Wang Youfeng, aware of the immense value of such a rare metal, “Do you have someone to receive it there?”

Wang Youfeng exhaled a ring of smoke, “No, it’s not for any business partner, it’s for the kids at home. I’ll personally take it back.”

Confidant: “…??”

Wasn’t this, to put it bluntly, going to blow up Jiangjing?

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