Chapter 94: Student 038, do you have a guzheng? (Part 1)_1

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Chen Zhu was no longer so curious about Ren Wanxuan.

“Alright, let’s go then.”

Ever since the homeroom teacher mentioned something about Bai Lian the day before yesterday, he had been very quiet, and his communication with Ren Wanxuan had decreased a lot.

Ren Wanxuan didn’t mention the Longsword incident.

She nodded her head and went upstairs with Chen Zhu.

The school leaders were all up early today.

They arrived at school at six in the morning for an early meeting.

Throughout the school, security guards could be seen everywhere, striving to ensure that no detail was amiss.

When Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan arrived at the principal’s office, several top leaders were dressed in formal attire, seriously discussing something.

Seeing the two enter, the principal smiled warmly at Ren Wanxuan, “Ren student, you’ve arrived? How has your calligraphy been lately?”

As he spoke, he stepped aside to show her the brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone laid out behind him, “Try these out first to see if they’re to your liking.”

Ren Wanxuan will need to perform when that gentleman arrives.

The other leaders greeted the two students amicably.

When Ren Wanxuan tried the weasel-hair brush, someone leaned close to the principal, lowering their voice, “What about Ning Xiao and student Bai Lian?”

To welcome that Mr. Chen, they definitely need to show the best side of their No. 1 middle school.

Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan were both students of excellent character and learning at the school.

Ning Xiao had always been a genius on par with Chen Zhu, and Bai Lian had risen rather abruptly, their teachers had been hearing a lot about them lately.

“Neither of them are available.” the principal sighed.

The leaders were baffled, “Didn’t you explain it to them clearly? Such a rare opportunity, to meet Mr. Chen, I’m seeing him in person for the first time myself, did they really refuse?”

They never imagined someone would pass up such an opportunity. Wouldn’t everyone else be fighting for the chance to welcome him?

The principal couldn’t help but smile wryly.

To others, this would be hard to believe.

But Ning Xiao had always been indifferent to them, elusive as a dragon seen in parts but never as a whole.

Bai Lian could be found, but she declined with neither subservience nor arrogance.

Lu Lingxi was even more straightforward; she directly called and told him not to disturb their class’s precious student with such trivial matters.

What could he do?

Meanwhile, Jiang Fulai had cancelled his lab schedule at the last minute to come to Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School with Jiang He.

Upon receiving Jiang Fulai’s message, Director Chen got up and rushed to his place.

At that moment, he was respectfully handing a ticket to Jiang Fulai, bowing and inquiring, “Are you sure you don’t want to come with me? I’ve arranged a separate, quiet spot for you at the school where no one will disturb you.”

Director Chen couldn’t imagine how Jiang Fulai would look with a cold face in the company of a bunch of students in the audience.

He himself didn’t need a ticket; when the school found out he needed one, they were quite surprised.

Director Chen was helpless; could he really manage the son of the Jiang family?

Jiang Fulai’s pale fingers hooked onto a black face mask, fastening a black cap on his head, his expression haughty and indifferent, “No need.”

He glanced at Jiang He, his demeanor as noble and aloof as ever.

His eyes lacked any hint of emotion.

Jiang He climbed into the car.

Director Chen dared not look around, standing still, waiting respectfully until the car had driven far away before daring to look up and letting out a deep breath, turning to the servant beside him to ask, “What’s with the young master today?”

Why so forbidding, he hadn’t dared to make eye contact with Jiang Fulai from the start to end.

Bai Lian was waiting for Ji Heng.

So they let Pu Xiaohan meet Jiang He first.

Ning Xiao and Pu Xiaohan were waiting for Jiang He at the school gate. When the black car stopped, Pu Xiaohan lifted her hand about to call “Xiaoniao brother” when she saw the tall, black figure descending from the car.

The person was slightly looking down, wearing a black cap.

Even without a glimpse of the face, Pu Xiaohan just couldn’t bring herself to utter “Xiaoniao brother.”

The alarm bells ringing in her brain made her forget the school’s infamous “keep away from strangers” Ning Xiao, and she hastily turned her head, nervously grabbing Ning Xiao’s arm.

“Sch… Scholar…”

Then she realized—

Originally standing next to her with one hand in his pocket, a brooding Ning Xiao abruptly withdrew his hand, both hands hanging by the seams of his pants, his stance suddenly becoming constrained.

Pu Xiaohan: ”

“Student Bai hasn’t arrived,” Ning Xiao led the way for the two, the cold and somber Scholar acting as their guide, “I’ll take you to the auditorium’s viewing area first.”

“Thanks,” Jiang Fulai spoke.

Today, with Jiang Fulai present, Ming Dongheng didn’t provide personal security for Jiang He.

The group entered the school gates.

With Jiang Fulai’s air of lofty coldness, particularly the intense, low pressure emanating from him today, even from two meters away, the standing security guard was sharp enough to recognize him.

From a distance, they deeply bowed to their group.