ATLAS TRANSLATES

Mrs. Song had seen Bailian once before in Xiangcheng. That time, Bailian had almost completely overturned the image in her mind. Now, with just one glance, she was certain this was the real Bailian.

Her aura was almost identical to what she had seen last time.

“Is it really her?” Bai Shaoqi looked at Bailian’s back, her eyes narrowing slightly. “What is she doing here?”

Song Ming was always quiet and hadn’t told them about Bailian being here.

Mrs. Song wouldn’t have thought that Bailian, who couldn’t even get into the science class before, would be in special training at the Boyuan Base. She thought for a moment, “Just ignore her.”

Though she said this, Mrs. Song was shaking her head inwardly.

Being a person of many thoughts, she couldn’t help but wonder if Bailian had come to see someone. Who could she possibly know at the Boyuan Base?

It could only be Song Ming.

Bai Shaoqi could guess what Mrs. Song was thinking, and she withdrew her gaze from Bailian.

She wasn’t surprised by Bailian’s actions.

After all, in the past—

Bailian had indeed been chasing after Song Ming.

Bai Shaoqi lowered her head, opened her phone, and replied to one of her contacts: [It seems to be her]

——Holy crap? What’s she doing there? ——What else could it be? Laughing out loud, she’s there to find Song Ming!

**

Cafeteria.

The Boyuan Base wasn’t large. With various winter and summer camps and training classes in session during the winter break, there were several hundred people including college students, high school students, middle school students, and staff.

The cafeteria offered a variety of free dishes, with long dining tables.

Bailian casually filled her tray with food and went to find Ning Xiao and Tang Ming, who had saved a spot for her in the middle.

Song Ming sat across from Tang Ming. He received a message and looked up at Bailian.

While eating, Bailian listened to Wang Xu talk about the division of tasks.

The phone placed next to her tray lit up.

Dog Friend: [Picture]

Dog Friend: [Is this you?]

Bailian opened it to look and replied with one hand: [1]

Dog Friend: [Holy crap, why are you there to find Song Ming?]

Bailian: [?]

Bailian: [I’m here for the special training camp]

Dog Friend, a bit skeptical: [You evolved secretly without telling me????]

Bailian: [.]

She put down her phone, not dwelling on the matter. Ning Xiao, Pei Qin, and Song Ming were discussing particle model problems, which few others could follow.

They just kept listening.

Bailian listened for a while, then opened her vocabulary bank and put on a Bluetooth earpiece.

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were already immune to her multitasking.

Seeing her listening to English, the others didn’t say anything. After all, there were others at the table who couldn’t understand either. Wang Xu discussed with Tang Ming, “See, I told you it’s completely fine to leave these to the three of them.”

Tang Ming glanced at Bailian and nodded, “Right.”

You say it’s right, so it’s right, why look at Bai classmate? Wang Xu felt a bit helpless.

She’s actually so good-looking, not scary at all.

Everyone in their group could see that Bailian, Ning Xiao, and Tang Ming not only knew each other but were also very close.

Although Ning Xiao was said to excel in physics, his mathematics was no weaker than Song Ming’s, and his physics was even better. He was absolutely the core figure in their team.

But—

Among the three of them, Bailian was the core figure.

“Have you finished the C paper?” After they finished discussing academic matters, Pei Qin asked about last night’s C paper.

Song Ming shook his head, and others hadn’t finished either.

When they were doing it last night, they realized why they were given the C paper. Even the C paper was too difficult for them. “I wonder how hard the A paper that Liang Wuyu did is.”

The students at the table, who were academic stars in their own schools, fell into silence again.

The gap was too big. They couldn’t even do the C paper, yet someone could do the A paper.

At this moment, Wang Xu noticed that Ning Xiao and Tang Ming glanced at Bailian again.

Bailian lazily tapped the table with her hand.

Wang Xu: “…”

Before he could comment, Tang Ming spoke up: “We finished it.”

“What?!” Wang Xu stood up abruptly.

The others also looked up, and Song Ming narrowed his eyes, staring at Tang Ming across from him.

“You can take a look.” Since Jiang Fuli was tutoring the assignments, Tang Ming naturally had to ask for Bailian’s opinion. He took out the answers they had written last night from the backpack hanging on his chair.

The A4 paper was filled with the solution process. The others didn’t say anything, just took out their phones to take pictures of the answers, planning to go to a study room after eating to look at them carefully.

Song Ming, of course, also took photos.

With Tang Ming’s answers on their minds, these people ate faster and hurried to the classroom to study the answers after quickly finishing their meal.

“It’s really correct…” An hour later, Pei Qin looked at Song Ming in shock, “How did he do it?”

Song Ming wasn’t sure either.

**

Bai Shaoqi and her companion returned to the Yin family after trying on dresses. Bai Qiming was chatting with Mr. Yin, discussing cooperation. It wasn’t easy for the Bai family to establish themselves in Jiangjing.

“You two are back?” After Bai Shaoqi entered the Jiangjing Conservatory of Music, Mr. Yin had become much kinder to her. “Did you see Ah Min and classmate Shao Ke?”

“Brother is still in the lab, he can’t come out.” Bai Shaoqi sat on the sofa, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Mr. Yin felt a bit regretful, “Make sure he comes over when he has a break.”

Mrs. Song found an opportunity to speak with Bai Qiming, “I saw Bailian at the Boyuan Base today.”

“Her?” Bai Qiming frowned.

Mentioning Bailian naturally reminded him of her defiance. If it weren’t for the later opportunity to meet Dean Jian, Bai Shaoqi would have certainly been held back.

“I heard the Xu family seems to value her quite a bit.” Mrs. Song said thoughtfully.

The circle outside Jiangjing wasn’t that big, and Mrs. Song, being curious, had learned a bit of news. She heard that Xu En had put aside his work to receive the Ji family.

Bai Qiming was very averse to news about Bailian: “The Xu family accepted her? Let her enter the ancestral hall?”

“That’s not the case.” Mrs. Song shook her head.

Bai Qiming wasn’t surprised at all: “I expected as much.”

They stopped talking about Bailian after this. If it weren’t for the Xu family, they wouldn’t have even mentioned Bailian.

Upstairs.

Bai Shaoqi had her own room, even equipped with a guzheng.

She took out her phone to message Song Ming—

[When will you have some free time?]

Song Ming: [In a couple of days, after I finish organizing the data.]

Bai Shaoqi: [Okay, I’ll find you then.]

**

Because of Tang Ming providing the answers, the eight-person group became increasingly respectful towards Tang Ming and Ning Xiao. The core position that was originally shared among Ning Xiao, Pei Qin, and Song Ming gradually shifted to Ning Xiao alone.

Three days later, everyone had mostly collected their data.

Song Ming also became increasingly aware that not only the people from the affiliated middle school, but in just three days, the gap between him and Ning Xiao had widened.

Thinking this way, he became more certain of his previous guess—

Ning Xiao must be the one who scored 150 in mathematics.

Most people’s work was already completed, so the others weren’t as busy as before. With the academic presentation approaching, the others started

Wang Xu reminded Bailian, “Don’t forget to go to the study room later to write the report, synthesizing their materials.”

Bailian nodded.

She had tried a bit of report writing with He Wen, but she didn’t have a computer now.

She took a detour to the publicity room.

Publicity room.

It wasn’t very big inside, with a desk and four small sofas to the left of the desk, with a coffee table in the middle.

The door was half-open.

Even though cool air was coming in, the middle-aged man sitting on the last sofa was sitting on pins and needles, with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

Opposite him, Jiang Fuli had a black laptop on the left armrest, his cold white fingers resting on it. His back was loosely against the sofa, his gaze coldly sweeping over the man in front of him, “Are you crazy or is the Chen family crazy?”

The middle-aged man: “We… we…”

He couldn’t speak at all, just wiped his cold sweat, his bottom barely touching the edge of the sofa, not daring to sit properly.

The old master had given him this suicidal task.

“You—”

The door was lazily knocked twice.

The middle-aged man’s heart skipped a beat.

Thinking who would dare to come in at such a time.

Then he saw the half-open door being pushed open, and the middle-aged man didn’t dare to raise his head much, but from the corner of his eye, he saw a white figure.

Even though the door was open and the cold wind was stronger than before, the man felt that the chill from the person opposite had lessened significantly.

“So early?” He even heard the lazy voice of the great demon Jiang.

Hallucination?

The middle-aged man raised his head slightly in disbelief.

Jiang Fuli was handing the laptop beside him to Bailian, his tone unhurried, “All the software is on it, the boot password is the same as your phone.”

“Mm.” Bailian took it.

She could see that Jiang Fuli had something to do, so she didn’t disturb him further, “I’ll head back to the study room first.”

Jiang Fuli coldly swept his gaze over the person opposite, “Go ahead, I’ll be a while.”

Stern and cold.

The middle-aged man who had just felt the pressure lessen: “…”

He seemed to understand a bit now.

**

The Boyuan Base had many study rooms.

Wang Xu and the others found a small study room, just for their group.

Song Ming was waiting for Bai Shaoqi at the bottom of the building.

Bai Shaoqi was wearing a beige coat with a red scarf around her neck. Seeing Song Ming, she looked up and smiled, “I told you I’d message you when I arrived.”

Song Ming was wearing a matching black coat, looking very cold. He looked at her, opened his mouth as if wanting to say something.

“What is it?” Bai Shaoqi walked with him into the building, taking off her scarf.

She could tell Song Ming had something to say.

Song Ming shook his head, “Let’s talk inside.”

He wasn’t as busy as before and led Bai Shaoqi to the study room upstairs.

The study room had experimental equipment, with two square tables joined in the middle. The others were sitting around the table, with a pile of materials in the middle and two computers.

All six people were here, quietly discussing issues.

Ning Xiao was explaining something to Pei Qin opposite him.

Song Ming had told Wang Xu in advance that a friend would be coming over. As the group’s external affairs person, Wang Xu stood up to greet Bai Shaoqi: “Bai classmate, right? You’re also surnamed Bai. Oh right, I’m Wang Xu. Song Ming told us about you, a very outstanding academic student who also plays the guzheng.”

Wang Xu gave her a thumbs up.

The others also looked up and greeted Bai Shaoqi in twos and threes.

Tang Ming, hearing that she was also surnamed Bai, also greeted her. Only Ning Xiao’s cold white face looked a bit gloomy, even colder than Song Ming, not even raising his head.

Although the others greeted her, they were quite perfunctory. Bai Shaoqi was rarely ignored like this.

But she knew that everyone here was no weaker than Song Ming, all outstanding talents, so she didn’t mind. She even took out her phone to add them as friends proactively.

“You’re using this part incorrectly,” Ning Xiao finally looked up, returning Song Ming’s paper to him, “I’ve marked it for you, take another look.”

Tang Ming wasn’t as good at explaining logic as Ning Xiao.

Usually, it was Ning Xiao who learned to explain to Wang Xu and the others. This was also Bailian’s suggestion to Ning Xiao – being able to explain clearly means you’ve truly mastered the knowledge. That’s how she started too.

“Thanks.” Song Ming took the C paper that was just distributed yesterday.

Song Ming, who had always been proud at North City No. 1 High School, now needed others to explain problems to him here.

Bai Shaoqi looked at Ning Xiao, quite shocked.

Who is this person?

Everyone started discussing quietly again. Bai Shaoqi noticed that there was an empty seat next to both Tang Ming and Ning Xiao. She approached the very sunny and talkative Tang Ming, “Classmate, could you move to that seat?”

She pointed to the seat next to Ning Xiao. If Tang Ming moved, she and Song Ming could sit together.

She thought it would be just a simple request.

But the usually easy-going Tang Ming looked up, smiled at her with his pen, and said, “Sorry, this seat is for our Lian-jie.”

Across from them, Wang Xu and the others knew that Ning Xiao and Tang Ming followed Bailian’s lead, and that Bailian had a fixed position wherever she went, right between the two of them. So he looked up and said, “Right, this is her exclusive spot. I’ll go see if there are any more chairs.”

He stood up.

Bai Shaoqi was a bit stunned. What sister?

Is there someone else in this group?

Bai Shaoqi didn’t understand. Beside her, Song Ming pressed his lips together. Just like before, he wanted to say something.

Just then, the door of the small study room was pushed open again.

Bai Shaoqi instinctively turned to look.

A white figure pushed open one side of the door and entered sideways. Her left hand held a black laptop, while her right hand lazily held a phone, casually scrolling through vocabulary.

Her eyelashes were slightly lowered. After entering, she raised her foot and casually kicked the door closed.

Tang Ming rested one hand on the table, leaned back, and nodded at Bai Shaoqi, “See, our jie is here.”

I received many blessings just after midnight today while writing. It’s been eight years since I joined the site. Eight years ago, I never imagined there would be so many people in Hua Fu, or that the Fannhua supertopic would have so many babies. I’m very happy to have met you all along the way. Actually, I had almost lost the courage to continue writing this book last year. But reading your comments every day gave me the courage to keep writing. I really didn’t expect so many people would like Lian-jie. As I’ve said before, as long as you’re still here, you’ll definitely see me when you look back. Thank you all.

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