Chapter 720 - Chapter 720: 285 converge in Jiangjing, President Huang takes action against fraud_2

Chapter 720: 285 converge in Jiangjing, President Huang takes action against fraud_2

Over the past six months, as people clocked in and word of mouth accumulated, the flow of visitors steadily increased, and the scale of the street expanded several times over, sparking various industries bloom.

Jian Zhe became a representative figure for the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association.

Because the college students who came to clock in all liked him—he was cultured and quite handsome—many people came to Xiangcheng just for him.

“How many members does the Calligraphy Association have now?” Bai Lian asked.

Qiu Xuezheng laughed, “Over a hundred members now, not including the children who come to learn. There are a lot of people, so I discussed with a few teachers and we increased the thresholds.”

Bai Lian tapped her fingertips on the lid of her cup, her eyes lowered in thought, and she didn’t ask further.

“Oh,” Qiu Xuezheng saw she was deep in thought and didn’t disturb her, but suddenly remembered something and he looked towards Jian Zhe: “I just saw Jian Rong’s name on the list—the members of your family should be there too.”

This kind of official exchange would be a gathering of masters.

The Beicheng Writers’ Association and the Jian family would definitely attend. Other than returning to Beicheng once in June, Jian Zhe spent the past six months in Xiangcheng, focusing on learning and practicing calligraphy, without returning to Beicheng.

Qiu Xuezheng suggested he take the time to go back and visit his family.

“I’ll go visit in a couple of days,” Jian Zhe topped up Qiu Xuezheng’s tea.

“Find some time, after the exchange meeting ‘Ocean of Ink and Brush’ in a couple of days, we at the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association will start to get busy,” Qiu Xuezheng said leisurely as he drank his tea.

Watching the neighboring martial arts gym and clinic flourish, Qiu Xuezheng had been worried.

Now he could finally relax.

**

After eating, they returned to Shanhai Apartment.

Bai Lian sat on the carpet in Piano Room 302. She didn’t have group homework due for the Plasma Laboratory today, and she had taken the time to try out the composition from Director Jian that was blooming on the trees.

Director Jian’s composition was too stunning. Her fingers glided across the strings, and she played it two or three times before stopping.

It was no wonder this song was a hit—both she and Director Jian were serious about it.

At the weighty door of the piano room.

Jiang Fulai held the door with one hand, papers from his group in his other, listening attentively.

Bai Lian knew someone was behind her.

After playing for the third time, she slowly reached out to take off her prosthetic nails, turning to look at him with her usual laid-back expression, “I took the day off today.”

She told Jiang Fulai about the laboratory.

“Mhm,” Jiang Fulai stepped closer, listening intently, then squatted down to take the prosthetic nails she had removed, speaking indifferently, “The Experimental Center doesn’t carry much weight.”

He never had much regard for the Experimental Center, more concerned about the project she and Ning Xiao were researching, “How far has the new material developed?”

Bai Lian put the guzheng on the stand, stood up, and went out the door with him, “It’s still in progress. We’ve tried several plasmas for grafting activation, which can replace the functional groups produced previously, effectively avoiding pollution and radiation.”

She had dinner with Qiu Xuezheng and the others earlier, and Jiang Fulai hadn’t eaten yet. Ming Dongheng had already quietly arranged his dinner on the table in Room 302.

The two of them now had different research directions. The details were too technical for Jiang Fulai, but when Bai Lian spoke, he could understand.

Bai Lian said a few words and then brought up Zhang Shize, “Chi Lu’s student—how does he not resemble his teacher at all?”

She sighed lightly, starting to worry.

As an active socialist builder who even uses WeChat shakes constructively, Miss Bai had no inkling at all. It was partly her doing that Zhang Shize had gone so far off course.

After all, the troops reflect their leader.

Jiang Fulai, sitting down ready to eat: “…”

He fell silent for a while, then poured her a glass of milk, “Have some.”

**

On Friday, they finished a major mechanics class in the Tongfeng cohort in the morning.

At noon, Bai Lian gathered her group to eat together.

When she was in school, her group would use her card to pay for meals.

At the rectangular tables in the third cafeteria, just enough seats for the whole group were filled. Ding Wenyang was describing to Bai Lian how Hen Shuyan had not slept for two days, “He’s so busy he doesn’t even have the time to scold us, and the progress is still slow.”

Over the past days, Ding Wenyang and Tang Ming had finished their own tasks and were even able to help Ning Xiao calculate data.

Bai Lian, sitting across from Ding Wenyang, ate her meal methodically.

“But, Sister Lian,” after expressing his relief, Ding Wenyang was also quite worried, “will this affect your regular grade?”

The mid-term experiment required them to spend every afternoon in the laboratory so that the institute could better integrate them into the scientific research atmosphere; they were definitely meant to learn something.

Bai Lian had offended both her senior brother and sister.

Bai Lian finished eating her vegetables and then looked up, saying slowly, “It’s fine.”

Next to her, Tang Ming, with his legs propped up, ate carefree, clearly unbothered, prompting Ding Wenyang to resume his meal with lingering concerns.

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