ATLAS TRANSLATES

Wedding invitation?

Xu En paused, unsure why Bai Lian needed an invitation. He had already sent invitations to the Ji family. “Of course, I’ll send it to you right away.”

“No need, just give it to my grandfather when you have time.”

“Alright,” Xu En said, slightly disappointed. “I’ll bring it to your grandfather tonight.”

They ended the call after that.

On the other end, at the entrance of the Boyuan Base.

Jiang Fuli wore a cashmere coat, leaning slightly against a bare tree by the roadside. He had a tall, slender figure and a pale, expressionless face.

He had a strong presence, with cold frost even on the loose strands of hair blown by the winter wind.

But his light eyes were staring at Bai Lian with a hint of resentment.

Bai Lian: “… I said two.”

“But you only mentioned one before,” Jiang Fuli calmly pointed out her mistake.

Wasn’t that because only Chen Ju had told her?

Jiang Fuli saw what she wanted to say and replied, “Oh, I knew it…”

“Screech—”

A black business car stopped beside them. The back door opened automatically, revealing Shen Qing’s face. She was excited: “Ah Lian, Little Jiang.”

Jiang Fuli instantly became aloof.

He stood straight in the cold wind, politely greeting the people in the car, his eyebrows and eyes exuding nobility.

Bai Lian: “…”

After Jiang Fuli sat in the front passenger seat, Shen Qing looked at Bai Lian: “Ah Lian, aren’t you coming ice fishing with us?”

Bai Lian waved her hand lazily, “Next time. You go ahead, I haven’t finished writing my report.”

Jiang Fuli in the front passenger seat opened the door and waved his phone at Bai Lian, meaning—

He had recorded it.

Bai Lian reached out and closed the car door, forcing Jiang Fuli, who wasn’t as strong as her, to sit properly.

Only then did Bai Lian smile at the driver and say: “Have a safe trip.”

She didn’t even look at Jiang Fuli.

The driver was startled by her action, not daring to say much, only secretly glancing at Bai Lian. When he caught a glimpse of Jiang Fuli’s cold face, he shuddered again.

So… so scary.

The black car drove onto the main road. Shen Qing noticed the roads getting wider, fewer cars, and taller buildings. She realized they weren’t heading to the suburbs.

There were fewer private cars in the city center of Jiangjiang due to traffic restrictions.

“Where are we going?” Shen Qing asked, puzzled.

She quietly inquired Ji Shaogun.

Ji Shaogun didn’t know either.

Only Ji Heng, sitting by the window, after seeing one of the buildings along the way, couldn’t help but carefully observe Jiang Fuli in the front passenger seat.

Twenty minutes later, the car gradually entered a section of bluestone road, finally stopping at an arched stone gate.

It was clearly a back door. Shen Qing looked up and saw three bold characters on the side—

Jiayu Lake.

Walking through the arched door, a black-clothed manager came to guide them. Beyond the arched entrance was a wide cement road, with pine trees and plum blossoms on both sides, filling the air with fragrance.

Occasionally, a few sparrows flew by, with people walking in twos and threes on the road.

Soon they saw the frozen lake. Shen Qing had never seen such a spectacular scene. Jiang Fuli asked the manager to take her for a tour while he went fishing with the others.

**

Ji Heng and the others fished for a whole day.

They came back after dinner in the evening. Jiang Fuli dropped them off at the entrance of Yunxiao Hotel. “This is the card for Jiayu Lake. You can go ice fishing directly in the future if you want.”

Jiang Fuli politely handed a black card to Ji Heng.

Ji Heng glanced at Jiang Fuli while holding his pipe.

“Dad, why aren’t you taking it?” Shen Qing took it for Ji Heng and then handed it to him. “The fishing spot today was so good.”

Ji Heng: “…”

Ice fishing was a rare experience. Even Shen Qing, who didn’t like fishing, patiently fished all day today.

She was holding a black bag with fish still jumping inside.

She smiled and said goodbye to Jiang Fuli.

They were staying on the 56th floor.

While waiting for the elevator, they happened to meet Xu En and others coming out of the elevator.

Xu En had gone upstairs to check the wedding venue setup and taste the food. Ji Mulan had a smile on her face.

Beside them, people from the Xu family clan were talking to Xu En, “I’ve arranged the seating with Xu Zhu for you to see. Remember to give me a list when the time comes.”

He had gone upstairs with Xu En to check the table arrangement at the venue. With so many people, the seating definitely needed to be well-arranged.

Xu En nodded.

Looking up and seeing Ji Heng, his eyes lit up, “Uncle Ji, how was your catch today?”

Ji Heng showed him the bag.

Beside him, Ji Mulan was also surprised, “You actually caught fish?”

“Yes, do you want to take some back?” Ji Heng wasn’t very talkative.

But they had caught a lot of fish today. Xu En had booked them a suite with a kitchen. Shen Qing said she wanted to make some fish soup for Bai Lian, so they brought the fish back.

“Sure,” Xu En replied with a smile. “We’ll have fish soup tomorrow morning.”

Beside them, the clan member glanced at the black bag in Ji Heng’s hand and politely declined: “Thank you, I don’t like fish.”

Xu En took the bag of fish Ji Heng gave him, his eyes brightening: “Was it that easy to catch?”

“Next time when you’re free, you should all go fishing together. Little Jiang gave us a card,” Shen Qing said with a smile. “Most of the fish were caught by Little Jiang. You know what, Little Jiang had hardly fished before, but he caught one after another.”

Shen Qing was implying something about Ji Shaogun and Ji Heng.

One looked up at the sky, the other lowered his head to look at his pipe, neither saying a word.

“Oh right,” Xu En quickly took out the invitation to save Ji Heng and the other from embarrassment. “This is the invitation Ah Lian asked me to bring you. Please keep it safe.”

Bai Lian had mentioned this to Ji Heng, so he accepted it.

“I don’t fish,” the Xu clan member had no interest in fishing. He’d rather attend a few more gatherings and meet more people with that time. “Mr. Xu, I’ll head back first. Please contact me if you need anything.”

With that, he left the hotel.

Xu En waved at him and continued discussing ice fishing with Ji Heng.

Ji Mulan didn’t care about their fishing either, just watching from the side. She found it strange that Xu En got along so well with Ji Heng and the others.

Xu En sent Ji Heng and the others to their room before returning with Ji Mulan.

**

At Boyuan Base.

Wang Xu and Bai Lian were writing reports.

Beside them, Pei Qin was discussing with Ning Xiao, very impressed: “Your thinking is so advanced. Are you really someone who took the C exam?”

Everyone in this small group knew that the focus of this thesis was on Ning Xiao. The research approach he provided was very clear.

Ning Xiao: “…”

He wanted to look at Bai Lian a bit. All of these were ideas he had discussed with Bai Lian and approved by Jiang Fuli, refined into a clear approach.

“By the way,” Song Min remembered an important thing. He looked at Wang Xu, “Have Ling Ziyao and the others finished their modeling?”

The mathematical model needed to use MATLAB. Given the tight timeline, they collaborated with Ling Ziyao, using the same modeling. Wang Xu had given them the data the day before yesterday.

“Not yet,” Wang Xu looked at the time on his wrist watch and stood up. “I’ll go ask their group.”

Five days had passed.

Each group had a fixed classroom. Wang Xu knew where Ling Ziyao’s group was.

Although Bai Lian typed slower than average people, she had written half of the report while comparing the data.

The latter half needed to use the model to simulate results.

She leisurely clicked save, then took her phone and went to the restroom.

Opposite her, Song Min frowned, very unsure about the report she had written.

The restroom was at the end of the corridor.

She had to pass through the stairs.

Bai Lian had only walked a few steps when she heard voices coming from the stairway. She slowed down, turned a corner, and walked directly towards the stairway entrance.

At the corner of the stairs.

Wang Xu looked at Ling Ziyao in disbelief: “Didn’t you say we were responsible for the data and you were responsible for the model?”

Ling Ziyao frowned. He righteously said to Wang Xu, “When did I ever say that to you?”

“You clearly…” Wang Xu was furious.

Wang Xu was also naive, having explained the research approach and details clearly to Ling Ziyao.

“Wang classmate, this is Jiangjiang, not your Xicheng,” a group member beside Ling Ziyao also coldly looked at Wang Xu. “Go ask Dr. Gao if every model needs to be completed by you. How could Ling Ziyao possibly agree to such a ridiculous thing?”

The commotion here also attracted the attention of people in the neighboring classroom.

After hearing the whole story, people from the neighboring classroom also frowned at Wang Xu: “Is this your first time at Boyuan? You out-of-town students, trying to extort Ling Ziyao’s mathematical model without even a good excuse.”

This commotion also caught the attention of Pei Qin and others, who came out of the classroom one after another.

“What’s going on?” Pei Qin walked to Wang Xu’s side.

“They say they didn’t collaborate with us.” Wang Xu finally realized he had been tricked by Ling Ziyao, his expression very unpleasant.

Upon hearing this, Song Min and others were all very surprised.

“What’s all this noise about?” Gao Jiachen, coming out of his temporary office, swept his eyes over everyone present.

“Dr. Gao,” Wang Xu seemed to have found a savior. He took out his phone and showed him the data. “This is the data I sent to Ling Ziyao. He clearly said…”

Gao Jiachen ignored him, walked past him directly, and stood in front of Ling Ziyao and others. “You speak.”

Ling Ziyao briefly explained the situation and said: “Dr. Gao, as you know, my grandfather asked you to help me with the thesis topic. How could I possibly collaborate with them?”

Indeed, with Dr. Gao around, who would collaborate with Wang Xu’s group, all of whom took the C exam? Hearing Ling Ziyao say this, Wang Xu’s face turned pale.

He opened his mouth, wanting to argue something.

But the collar behind him was pulled up.

He saw a pair of calm, black eyes. It was Bai Lian.

“You all go back first.” She didn’t look at anyone, just glanced at Wang Xu with an expression that seemed to say “useless”.

She needed to go to the restroom first.

“But…” Wang Xu didn’t want to go back. He felt he had let down everyone in the group and wanted to clear things up with Ling Ziyao.

Tang Ming put his arm around his neck and led him back to the classroom. “Alright, let’s go back first. There’s nothing you can do by staying here. Let’s go back and discuss, see if Sister Lian has any other remedial methods.”

Remedial methods?

Ling Ziyao, standing at the stairway entrance, heard the conversation between them and almost sneered. What remedial methods could you possibly have? It was said that Academician Ma would come to listen to this academic report. The Ling family had also gone to great lengths for this, sending a bunch of research equipment to Gao Jiachen, hoping that Ling Ziyao’s group would perform a bit better.

Ling Ziyao knew he couldn’t compare to Liang Wuyu and Xu Zhiyue’s group, but he could at least be second. He didn’t expect Wang Xu and his group from the four major cities to be able to do the academic report so smoothly.

He played a trick. Without model support, Wang Xu’s group’s report would be greatly discounted.

**

In the restroom.

Bai Lian was washing her hands.

“I,” a small voice sounded from behind, “our group can share the model.”

Bai Lian leisurely turned off the faucet, slightly turned her head, and saw a girl standing two meters behind her. She wore black-framed glasses, had slightly long bangs, and spoke timidly. Taking the initiative to speak to Bai Lian was already her greatest courage.

“Thank you, Xu classmate,” Bai Lian recognized her, the corner of her mouth slightly curled: “But there’s no need.”

She slowly dried her hands, then threw the paper into the trash can and left with her phone.

In the restroom, Xu Zhiyue watched Bai Lian’s retreating figure.

She took out her phone and frantically typed—

[Brother brother brother!]

[There’s a super beautiful girl at Boyuan Base!]

[!!!]

[Where are you????]

[(Bomb)(Bomb)(Bomb)]

Outside.

Bai Lian was walking towards the classroom while texting He Wen.

He Wen quickly replied.

He Wen: [This model can be used not just for the academic report, but for your thesis as well.]

Although she hadn’t been involved in the details of the academic report, she had been writing reports and discussing with Ning Xiao, so she naturally knew what kind of model Wang Xu had asked Ling Ziyao to make. It’s just that compared to He Wen’s model, the predictive fluctuation model Wang Xu and others needed to make was too rudimentary.

Bai Lian hadn’t initially thought of using her and He Wen’s model.

But now there wasn’t enough time to make another one.

Confirming it could be used, Bai Lian put her mind at ease.

At the classroom door, Ning Xiao had obviously heard about it too and was waiting for Bai Lian. “They did it on purpose.”

“I know,” Bai Lian spoke lazily, her aura sharp and overwhelming. She leisurely used her phone to push open the classroom door. “But it’s fine.”

If Jiang Fuli were present, he would also sigh that this Ling Ziyao really had an eye for targets.

Among so many people, he just had to pick Bai Lian.

He Wen was a rare genius seen only once in many years. His papers were all reviewed by Jiang Fuli and Academician Ma. Although this was just a small modeling within it, it was still something Bai Lian and He Wen had spent time researching. Putting it here…

That’s simply bullying.