The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Bai Xiangjun, mother and daughter reunion_2

Translator: 549690339

Ren Wanxuan saw Mr. Qiu was busy with a meeting, so she took out her phone and sent a message—

[Senior brother, the teacher won’t let me participate in the Orchid Pavilion Award this year, can you help persuade him?]

The other party replied slowly: [You are too young, not yet qualified.]

[But you also participated when you were eighteen.]

Ren Wanxuan pursed her lips.

Her skills were clearly on par with Qiu Boqing’s, but he was well-known within the circle for being promoted by the team because he got nominated at eighteen.

It was evident that Mr. Qiu proactively recommended Qiu Boqing to compete at the age of eighteen, but when it came to her own turn, there were continuous delays.

Wait some more, and the next chance will be in three years.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Ren Qian—

[The teacher doesn’t agree to recommend my work this year, is he really that afraid I’ll replace senior brother as the youngest nominee for the Orchid Pavilion Award?]

On Bai Lian’s side.

She cooperated with the photographer with an expressionless face.

“Classmate, could you show some expression?” the photographer, targeting Bai Lian with his camera, said somewhat in exasperation, “Just a little bit of expression! Behind you is the only ink trace left by Bai Xiangjun in Xiangcheng! How can you be so expressionless?”

Zhang Shize was standing off to the side, wishing he could step in for Bai Lian.

“Sis,” Zhang Shize also couldn’t stand it, pointing to the engraved words on the monument: “Do you see any lack of expression in these characters? This was her last battle, the words she carved on the stone with a long spear. How can you be so indifferent?!”

Bai Lian looked at Zhang Shize indifferently—

[Try raising your voice at me again?]

Zhang Shize: “…”

He silently looked at the photographer, shrugged his shoulders, as if to say there’s nothing I can do.

The assistant photographer walked over, slowly approaching Bai Lian, and softly educated her, “These are the last words she left for the Bai Family army before she died. Just imagine, it was her final battle; she ordered General Chen Ye to lead the young soldiers to retreat, leaving only the elderly elite troops to follow her to death. Just think about that feeling…”

Bai Lian turned her head to look at the huge piece of stone a few steps away.

This was the most central monument in Xiangcheng No.1 Middle School.

She knew this stone.