Bab 337: 130 prestigious families, a fortunate encounter _1

Bai Lian pondered for a moment.

She knew that Academician Ma was over seventy years old, and couldn't imagine how he managed to go shopping with Pu Xiaohan.

Bai Jian: [Academician Ma, be careful since Bord Road is slippery. Don't fall down.]

The weather in Jiangjing was colder than in Xiangcheng, and parts of the smaller paths in Boyuan had iced over. Given the advanced age of some individuals, a fall could be significant, so she reminded Academician Ma.

Academician Ma: [...]

Academician Ma was ignoring her, but Bai Lian didn't mind. She took out a notebook from her backpack and a black pen, then used her free time to organize the shorthand music score.

It was only the second day, and clear cliques had already started to form among the classes at the special training camp.

Representatives of the student elite, like Liang Wuyu, sat in the first row, followed by outstanding students from Jiangjing's affiliated schools, like Ling Ziyao, sitting toward the middle.