Class 15.
At the front of the classroom stood a middle-aged man with a slightly rotund figure, his back curved as his hands rested on the lectern, "Now, looking at this problem, what should we do first? We set the coordinates for this moving point M, using trigonometric substitution and the trigonometric identity, right?"
"And what's the next step? Write down the coordinates of the other points as well! Then it becomes pretty obvious, they're all collinear. Can we not determine the coordinates of point P? Isn't the slope of PQ now evident? Isn't it quite simple, right?"
The students in the class were dozing off, responding intermittently.
Lu Lingxi knocked on the door, "Mr. Xia, I've brought a new student."
Some students in Class 15 languidly looked up, and in the light, the newcomer was seen wearing a simple white cross-collared shirt, embroidered with a tiny white poppy at the neckline, paired with a black horsehair skirt below.
In her white blouse and black skirt, her black hair was neatly coiled with a wooden hairpin, and she had no other accessories.
Her features were pretty and she exuded a lazy elegance, giving her an irresistible aura.
The math teacher momentarily felt as if he had time-traveled, as if he were in the Imperial College, and approaching him was his most spirited female disciple.
She entered the classroom and spoke in the midst of a profound silence, "Hello, everyone. My name is Bai Lian."
At the sound of "bang," the atmosphere instantly exploded.
"May I ask, 'Lian' from which 'Lian'?" A girl sitting in the back excitedly raised her hand to ask.
Standing politely at the lectern, Bai Lian casually tilted her head upon hearing the question, "The 'Lian' as in 'the vines of an emperor's home.'
"Wow!"
"Cool!"
Some boys even started banging on their desks and shouting.
Some girls, seemingly composed, bowed their heads, but had already taken out their phones to frantically communicate in chat groups.
"Alright, calm down, you lot," Lu Lingxi said with a smile, "Bai Lian, take the empty seat in the fourth group," she looked at the girl with her head down by the window, her voice softening, "next to Yang Lin."
Bai Lian walked towards the only empty seat in the classroom with her backpack.
"If you need anything, you can come to me." Yang Lin spoke in a delicate and gentle voice, and after she finished speaking to Bai Lian, she kept her head down, continuing to do her homework.
"Thank you."
**
Lu Lingxi returned to the office.
"Wanxuan, you'll have to write on the bulletin board at the intersection later," Ren Wanxuan had studied under a famous teacher since she was little and had good handwriting, Lu Lingxi was also partial to her, "Also, you're aware of the Jingjiang Preparatory Camp, aren't you?"
Ren Wanxuan nodded, "I know."
She didn't just know; her grandfather was also actively communicating with a doctor from Jiangjing.
"Some schools use software from the preparatory camp to drill their top students with questions," Lu Lingxi spoke slowly, "Our school recently got a spot, but there's only one, so the school will decide who gets it after another month."
The spot for Jingjiang Preparatory Camp was basically a guaranteed ticket to Jiangjing University. There were very few opportunities to get this software spot; Ren Wanxuan remembered that even Beicheng High School only had ten such spots.
She was surprised that Xiangcheng's school actually had a spot, Ren Wanxuan was quite taken aback, "I understand, Ms. Lu!"
"Stay a bit later after school; there's a training session targeted at those of you who can compete for the spot. That's it, you can go back," Lu Lingxi said with a smile, sending her off.
Lu Lingxi was not only the homeroom teacher of Class 15 but also taught Chinese to three classes, concurrently holding the position of grade director.
She was in charge of all the significant issues of the senior year.
"Ms. Lu, I've placed the transfer student's test paper on your desk," the physics teacher reminded Lu Lingxi.
Lu Lingxi quickly put on her glasses and picked up the exam paper, "Let me take a look."
The first thing she noticed was the handwriting on the paper.
This handwriting...
Upon hearing this, Ren Wanxuan slowed her steps.
So that test paper belonged to Bai Lian?
The physics teacher, holding his tea cup, said with a smile, "85 points, the paper is simple, the score is a bit on the low side, but the fundamental knowledge is well-learned.
Ren Wanxuan paused at the door, a hint of mockery in her eyes.
She closed the door, thinking nonchalantly, what a refined way the physics teacher phrased it—
How is that 'a bit' on the low side?
In Xiangcheng's initial exams, the science comprehensive is very simple, consisting entirely of basic questions, with a total score of 300 points, and in their class...
There's no one below 150!
In the office, however, Lu Lingxi was quite surprised.
"85, that's also enough," Lu Lingxi said, holding the exam paper and smiling, "You don't know, but Bai Lian switched from liberal arts to science, I thought if she could score 50, I wouldn't persuade her to go back to arts."
She didn't have high expectations for Bai Lian, especially since she had switched from literature to science; she hadn't expected Bai Lian to score as high as 200.
Lu Lingxi wasn't pursuing graduation rates either.
"Academic transition from humanities to science? No wonder the handwriting is so neat, it's even better looking than print," the physics teacher had just been preparing for class and hadn't heard the conversation between Lu Lingxi and Bai Lian, "It looks even more pleasant than Ren Wanxuan's test papers."
He also found it strange that the transfer student had switched from humanities to science.
Although the test itself was simple, covering mostly basic knowledge, and she didn't do many of the major questions, in fact, whenever she did answer...
Everything was correct, especially in physics.
"She used authentic 'guange' style," as a language arts teacher, Lu Lingxi did consider her to be a good student, with handwriting so well-behaved: "In the past, scholars who took the imperial examinations would use this type of font."
Previous top scholars knew several styles of calligraphy, but would all use 'guange' style during the palace examination.
Lu Lingxi had never considered that Bai Lian knew several styles of handwriting; nowadays, it was remarkable for young kids to learn even one style properly.
But now, very few people learn 'guange' style anymore, as they prefer 'Liang' style.
"Lu teacher, don't worry too much," the physics teacher unscrewed the tea cup, "Since she wants to study science, she'll definitely be diligent. Don't look at her score of just 85 now, I see that she's not completely lacking in insight. Just you watch, by next year's college entrance exam, she should be able to raise her score to 170, and with some effort, reaching the second tier of universities is quite possible."
He decided to pay more attention to this transfer student.
Of course, they did not know.
Making the transition from humanities to science, scoring 85 on a test of moderate difficulty, indeed also indicated some talent.
In their minds, the biggest challenge for Bai Lian would just be the transition from humanities to science, as it was already difficult enough to score well legitimately, let alone considering—
That these 85 points were entirely the result of five days of study by Bai Lian!
And as for the many questions she hadn't answered... it was simply because she hadn't started learning that material yet.
**
Bai Lian, relying on her own efforts, had carved out a territory for herself on the Xiangcheng Middle School forum.
Today, of ten posts on the number one middle school's board, eight are about Bai Lian, the 'empress'.
Bai Lian herself was not aware of these discussions; although she was good-looking, she emanated an aura that made her difficult to approach.
Like her deskmate Yang Lin, she was either reading or solving problems, appearing very much like a top student.
Carrying the aura of a top student naturally, other students didn't dare to strike up a conversation.
After school in the afternoon.
Bai Lian had just been measured for size; her school uniform would not be issued for another two days. Among the sea of uniforms, she was the only one in her own clothes, a bit taller than the average girl, clean and strikingly beautiful, standing out like a crane amongst chickens.
Jiang He was squatting on the street corner opposite, and he spotted Bai Lian, shining brightly amidst the crowd, in a glance.
"Why are you alone?" Bai Lian didn't see the others who had been following Jiang He around, so she took him to the milk tea shop around the corner.
"My brother is picking me up later."
The milk tea shop was crowded just after school let out, but they waited a few minutes for people to leave.
Bai Lian found a quiet table and sat down with Jiang He.
"Bai student," the clerk served Bai Lian two cups of Cherry Fruit Tea, "your milk tea is ready, straws are on the left, help yourself."
Bai Lian recognized that this was her deskmate, Yang Lin.
Bai Lian looked at the milk tea which clearly had more fruit pieces than others and smiled with her eyes, the expression shining and vibrant: "Thank you."
She took out two straws, while Yu Guang noticed that Yang Lin's exposed arm seemed to have a purple bruise.
"What's that?" Bai Lian took her eyes off it and went back to handing Jiang He his milk tea.
The other person took out a colorful spherical object.
Jiang He took a sip lightly: "A seven-layered, five-colored magic cube."
He had already managed to restore the center colors but was not familiar with the rest. Last night, after watching Jiang Fulai's speed cubing restoration formulas, he was trying hard to replicate them.
Bai Lian opened her backpack and took out a large lump, having never seen a Rubik's Cube before, "Are you restoring the colors of this sphere?"
Jiang He nodded, discontent with his own speed: "My brother can solve it very quickly, but I need two hours."
"Pfft—"
A guy who had just come in with a basketball spat out his lemon tea.
"No way, little bro," the guy spun on his foot and turned sideways, wearing the school uniform, his features handsome and sunny, and kindly suggested to him in a heartfelt tone, "Don't talk about it so calmly, have some sympathy for the average high school student."
Jiang He glanced at him and said nothing.
Boy: "..."
What's with that look?
What look?
"Hey," the boy got choked up for a moment but then greeted Bai Lian, introducing himself, "Bai classmate, I am your..."
"Zhang Shize." Bai Lian recognized him; he was the guy who sat behind her.
She had remembered everyone who introduced themselves to her.
Zhang Shize scratched his head, "Oh, so you did hear us talking. Lu Ma said that if you ever need anything, just ask me—I'm the sports committee member!"
They called Lu Lingxi 'Lu Ma' in their class.
As Zhang Shize was talking, he saw the object that Bai Lian took out—
It looked like a motor?
Bai Lian inserted the straw with one hand and played with the coils of the motor with the other, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Shize: "..."
Who carries this kind of stuff in their backpack?
He said goodbye to Bai Lian with an incredulous face and left the milk tea shop.
The group of boys waiting for him outside asked if he got the new transfer student's contact info, implying that the new student was so pretty that they could only admire her from afar.
"I'll ask tomorrow," Zhang Shize put his arm around his buddy's shoulder, exclaiming with a sense of brotherhood, "With you guys in the world, I can rest easy."
The brothers were just about to be moved.
Zhang Shize: "Hehe, it's great to have more than one useless person."
"..."
**
As darkness gradually fell, at the school gate.
Students who had been staying late for the honor student training had just finished their classes.
Ren Wanxuan was picked up and dropped off by a personal driver every day; she was on the phone with the driver, "I've finished my tutoring class, come to..."
Her eyes caught sight of a girl sitting under the streetlight at the corner of the crossroad, apparently waiting for something.
How come she kept running into Bai Lian at this huge school?
Could it really be such a coincidence?
Ren Wanxuan suddenly felt an irritation; observing the other's silhouette, she pondered for a while and then instructed her driver, "Take the car to the back gate; I'll wait for you there."
"What's wrong?" the boy next to her asked her.
"Nothing," Ren Wanxuan shook her head, not wanting to mention Bai Lian at all, "Let's go to the back gate."
She turned coldly, re-entering through the school gate.
The boy, after a thoughtful nod, glanced faintly at the corner of the crossroad and said, "Then I'll have my driver wait for me at the back gate as well."
Meanwhile, at the crossroad.
"When is your brother coming?" Bai Lian sat beside Jiang He by the roadside, watching the passing traffic.
The streetlights lit up one by one.
Jiang He reluctantly lit up his watch, "Another ten minutes."
"Okay." Bai Lian leaned lazily against the lamp post, taking out the coils again to play with.
When Jiang Fulai came to pick up Jiang He, what he saw was this scene—
The girl sat casually by the roadside; her ink-black hair was casually held up by a brown wooden hairpin. She elegantly manipulated the motor in her hands, making the rough motor seem more like a piece of art.
Her facial features were strikingly attractive, and her droopy eyes conveyed a lazy demeanor.
For a moment, it was as if the moonlight too favored her, casting a hazy glow as if moisturized by the moon's radiance.
Suddenly, he thought of a phrase—
Tender yet lethal.
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