The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 114: 045 The new god of the fighting ring, the Guzheng teacher! (Second update)_2

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Bai Lian leisurely set down her paintbrush, leaning on Jiang He’s desk with one arm and tilting her head to examine the painting she finished moments ago.

Her verdict was, “Jiang Xiaoniao, with your skills, did your teacher really not die of frustration?”

Though he was only seven but already an award-winner, Jiang He: “…?”

Was she not here to see his work today?

Speaking of this, Bai Lian suddenly remembered the cat on Jiang Fulai’s notebook.

She tilted her head, “Teacher Jiang, you…”

Jiang Fulai suddenly stood up, glanced at the time on his phone, his expression unchanged, his tone calm, as if aloof, “Your class is about to start, I’ll take you to school.”

At this hour, taking the bus would definitely make her late for school.

Bai Lian glanced at him and didn’t refuse, “Okay.”

But as they were going downstairs, Bai Lian, following leisurely behind Jiang Fulai, spoke up again, “Teacher Jiang, besides the fact that your cat doesn’t look much like a cat, everything else is good.”

Jiang Fulai picked up his keys, heaved a light sigh, as he knew—

That notebook was nothing but trouble.

Downstairs.

Police Chief Chen and Ming Dongheng stood aside, swept by an icy glance from Jiang Fulai and strove to pretend they heard nothing.

Once the two had left.

Having dodged a bullet, Police Chief Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat on the couch, poured himself a glass of cold tea, gulped it down, and then said to Ming Dongheng, “Miss Bai is my lifesaver, I can’t do without her.”

Ming Dongheng crossed his arms, looking at him dispassionately.

It was hard to disagree.

“By the way,” Police Chief Chen remembered something, looking at Ming Dongheng, “Do you know about the new god listed in the fighting ring?”

Backter Street fighting ring, where gods are made.

The Muay Thai champion Tongpa became a legend there and took the world by storm.

All the major forces were watching closely.

Ming Dongheng shook his head.

He had been recently searching for his master and was not focused on this matter.

“This person isn’t using his real name, just an alias,” Police Chief Chen tapped his fingers on the couch, “In just a week, he climbed from last place in the fighting ring to the top ten.”

Ming Dongheng startled.

The Ming Family and Chen Family both revered martial prowess; no weakling could stay close to Jiang Fulai.

With the ring attracting masters from all over the globe, including champions like Tongpa, even making it to the top ten was a tall order, “What’s the alias?”

There weren’t many top fighters in the world that could rank in the top ten and Ming Dongheng counted them off in his mind.

“The alias is quite peculiar,” Police Chief Chen put down his teacup, looking at Ming Dongheng, “It’s ‘White Tanktop.’ Chen Jingyu might come looking for him.”

“White Tanktop…” Ming Dongheng repeated the name silently.

Pretty cool name.

Bai Lian sat in the passenger seat.

She rolled down the window, resting her elbow lazily on it, her gaze fixated on the receding scenery outside.

Every time she rode in a car, it felt as fresh and exciting as the first time.

“Haven’t you been doing the problems on the app?” At a red light, Jiang Fulai stopped the car, recalling that morning when he checked and saw someone still had a “0” for their score, the very last place.

Bai Lian leaned back in her seat, supporting her cheek with her palm, “It’s difficult, Teacher Jiang. Isn’t a score of zero quite embarrassing for you?”

Inside there were biology and chemistry problems, and as luck would have it…

The first question she encountered this month was chemistry.

What a pain.

“No,” the light turned green, Jiang Fulai glanced at her and earnestly explained, “They wouldn’t dare.”

Shortly after, they arrived at the entrance of the First High School.

Jiang Fulai parked the car.

Bai Lian waved at him before blending into the sea of students entering the school.

It was the busiest time for the school rush hour.

Jiang Fulai didn’t drive off immediately, watching Bai Lian’s figure until she was out of sight. It was apparent that she was quite popular at school, especially after the weekend’s celebration.

No sooner had Bai Lian joined the crowd than a burst of exclamations erupted from the students.

Jiang Fulai sat in the car, an icy expression on his face as he watched the group of students, his demeanor as chill and sharp as a Longsword’s blade.

When Bai Lian reached Class 15, classes had not yet started.

“Yang Lin hasn’t arrived yet?” Bai Lian put away her backpack, looked at Yang Lin’s empty seat, and knocked on Ning Xiao’s desk behind her.

Pu Xiaohan and Zhang Shize were always late.

But Yang Lin was almost certainly at school by six.

Ning Xiao looked up, “She hasn’t come, not for the first time either.”

Bai Lian took out her books one by one.

Her brows furrowed.

Yang Lin had missed the first two classes.

Bai Lian went to the office to ask Lu Lingxi about this, and when Lu Lingxi heard Yang Lin had not arrived, her brows also tightened slightly, “Never mind, focus on your class.”

Lu Lingxi clearly knew something, yet said nothing more, only asking Bai Lian about her day yesterday.

Bai Lian shared what she felt she could tell.