The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78: 032 Are you really giving the slot to me?_2

Translator: 549690339

“The world is far larger than you imagine, a mountain always higher than the last, and when you think you stand at the peak, little do you know someone is already in the clouds. Vision determines your circle, vision determines development, and I hope you will take to heart what I’m saying today. Ren Wanxuan, learning never ends, and you must always be prepared to accept that you are but a frog in a well.”

Ren Wanxuan simply did not take it in.

When had she ever felt such embarrassment? Over the past few days, she had declared more than once that the spot was hers, but how would others see her now?

Her face flushed with color, Ren Wanxuan crumpled the paper into a ball.

With a “bang,” she stood up, leaving her belongings behind, fleeing out the door!

Behind her, Grade Eight’s homeroom teacher Jingjing watched her departing figure.

When the principal handed over the difficult royal class, it was with the hope that he would teach it well.

He thought he had done well, at least Grade Eight hadn’t produced a school tyrant like Chen Wei.

But now, the Grade Eight homeroom teacher felt defeated once more.

Ren Wanxuan’s starting point was too high. It would take Tang Ming and the others over a decade of striving to earn the opportunity to sit with her in the same cram school.

She was born with it.

The Ren Family gave her the best education, she enjoyed the best resources from a young age, never suffered, even had a cafeteria built for her in high school, she was too spoiled and had it too easy, got used to being looked up to, which ultimately led to her overly high self-esteem.

“Okay,” the Grade Eight homeroom teacher finally turned around after a long while and said in a deep voice to everyone, “Since Ning Xiao and Bai Lian have the highest combined scores, the spot goes to them. No objections, right?”

The outcome was unexpected for everyone.

But the breakdown process was laid out right before their eyes, the difference was clear at a glance, who could object?

“If there are no objections, I will send the key to Bai Lian and Ning Xiao.” The Grade Eight homeroom teacher added their contact details.

He sent the link and the key.

Ning Xiao had long been curious about Jiangjing University’s app and immediately downloaded it after receiving the link, then entered the key and completed the sign-up process seamlessly.

The Grade Eight homeroom teacher stood beside Bai Lian.

He waited for Bai Lian to log in, but the other party didn’t even glance at his phone.

Still looking at… a notebook?

The homeroom teacher could stand not doing problems in the lecture hall, but what was going on now?

You can resist the Jiangjing University app too?

“Teacher?” A shadow fell over his head, and feeling a gaze fixated on him, Bai Lian pressed his notebook and looked up slightly, his dark eyes clear to the bottom, “Do you need something?”

Do I need something?

Do you think I need something?

The Grade Eight homeroom teacher felt an urge to say something, but in the end, he held back.

“You…” he withdrew his gaze, “no, it’s nothing.”

He turned around to collect the recently distributed answers, most people were reluctant to let them go.

But the Grade Eight homeroom teacher was cool; he didn’t give them the opportunity to look any longer.

Bai Lian’s paper, previously crumpled and thrown on the floor by Ren Wanxuan, caught the homeroom teacher’s eye after a while, and he bent down to pick it up, gently smoothed it out, and returned it to Bai Lian.

Bai Lian took it and then casually set it aside.

“There are no exercises today, you can leave early,” said the Grade Eight homeroom teacher to everyone in the lecture hall, then placed his hands behind his back and left the lecture hall.

However, no one left.

Tang Ming sat next to Ning Xiao, who had already registered and logged in; turning back, he saw Bai Lian still looking at her notebook.

“Why haven’t you logged in yet?” He seemed more anxious than Bai Lian himself.

Bai Lian leaned back gracefully, illuminated her phone with a right hand click, and saw the link and key sent by the Grade Eight homeroom teacher; Jiang Fulai had just sent her the same link.

He hadn’t expected her to say nothing. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}