The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 510

Chapter 510: Battle 203 commences, a clash of two champions_1

At ten in the morning, the sun was plenty strong.

Light passed through the clouds and settled on Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, falling upon the boulder that had stood for a thousand years.

Bai Lian reached out her hand to shield her eyes from the glare, her gaze fixed on the powerful and resonant characters inscribed on the stone. In the interplay of light and shadow, it was as if she saw the comrades who had fought the last battle with her a thousand years ago.

The interweaving of light and shadow was blurry.

A thousand years later, Bai Lian stood beneath the line of poetry she had written with her spear raised.

About to fight her first battle.

The photographer held up the camera, intending to check the framing in the viewfinder, but his attention was captured by the girl inside the lens.

She stood amid the crowd, her face slightly turned, with half-tied hair resting on her shoulder. The girl in the lens had eyes that held the fierceness of warhorses and iron soldiers, as if she had traversed mountains and rivers, emerging from the battleground to split open hills of corpses and seas of blood on horseback.

Despite the crowd of students around her, rowdy and joking, in that instant, they all but became her backdrop.

The photographer involuntarily focused the lens and pressed the shutter.

After capturing the moment, he reviewed the photo just taken. The composition was beautiful, like a destiny revolving through a millennium, filled with a mysterious sense of story.

He admired it for a while, planning to send it to the student later.

The students of Class 15 had mostly lined up, and the photographer put down his camera, amplifying his voice, “Students, quickly get into place, the teachers can take their positions now too.”

The disciplinary teacher, who was negotiating with the principal about exactly how many banners were ordered, stopped upon hearing this. He adjusted his shirt and walked forward solemnly.

In the crowd.

Pu Xiaohan was holding her video camera, filming the making-of footage. When everyone was almost ready, she put down her camera and stood up.

Seeing Weng Qi actually pulling up the banner, she said, “Wait a moment, let the photographer take a picture of us without the banner first, then we can take one with the banner later.”

This was the result of Pu Xiaohan’s discussion with Lu Lingxi.

“Take one without the banner first?” Weng Qi folded the banner, stuffed it into his pocket, and patted it, “Fine, I’ll bring it out again later.”

“Weng Qi, lower your head a bit.”

“Don’t squeeze me, Xiaohan, I’ll stand on your right…”

“Can I stand in front of Sister Lian please…”

“You go to the front; even on tiptoes, you aren’t taller than me.”

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