The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Exercises of Trash Can 019_1

Translator: 549690339

Zhu Jiaren waved her hand dismissively, momentarily lacking spirit, “We’ve already added each other, just start a group chat.”

Tang Ming created the study group chat.

On the right.

Ren Wanxuan’s group of four was together, discussing where to go for dinner that night.

Their voices weren’t loud, but they stood out in the silent auditorium.

Zhu Jiaren looked at their group with some envy, then whispered, “They’re going to the Wanhe Building for dinner, you know, it’s membership-only.”

Tang Ming nodded, his voice low, “Aside from those from Class Eight, no one else has probably been there, right?” Neither Ning Xiao nor Bai Lian said a word.

No response.

Zhu Jiaren observed the two, a silent and gloomy top student and a barely passing student, seemingly from very average family backgrounds, probably never having heard of the Wanhe Building.

She understood, yet it made her feel all the more disheartened.

Bai Lian didn’t pay attention to the others and simply took out her phone to open WeChat.

Teacher Jiang: [It’s raining]

Bai Lian then looked out of the window, indeed noticing the light rain outside. She stared at the rain outside for quite a while.

Then she finally lowered her head slowly and sent a message to Jiang Fulai.

Bai Lian: [Can I show the problem you gave me last night to a few of my classmates?]

In the CRFS Laboratory, Jiang Fulai was looking at the data displayed on his computer.

The lab was cool, and he wore a black coat, his pale index and middle finger holding a pen, pointing at the projection on the wall, methodically analyzing to his group, “This is the lost energy data detected by the LIW detector before, with red, yellow, and green likely being the single- gamma background events, almost no WIWP found…

The other group members were listening intently to his analysis.

They were able to answer the occasional questions he asked them roughly.

With the group members becoming notably more reliable, Jiang Fulai gave a slight nod. He sat down, lifted his head to remove his glasses, “He Wen, I’ve sent your paper to Academician Ma, check your inbox.”

Leaning against the chair back, his eyes and brows deeply cool, a leg lazily propped up, he spun his phone in his hand, his proud and noble air setting him apart from the others in the laboratory.