Chapter 434: 170 first three are some kind of devils! Meet_1


    “Your uncle?” Bai Lian was somewhat astonished.


    Ning Xiao nodded.


    Bai Lian remembered that man named Wang.


    It was the first time she had heard Ning Xiao mention his uncle. Ning Xiao was someone who inherentlycked affection, barely uttering a few words even in front of Grandma Wang.


    When Bai Lianst visited Ning Xiao’s home, Grandma Wang’s reaction was very agitated.


    “Is this it?” Bai Lian lowered her head to find an English reading app and pressed y, “Just find a time that works for you.”


    Ning Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.


    He was aloof, always speaking with a brooding tone. He hadn’t had many friends before, and for over a decade, he had been a loner. Aside from Zhang Shize, not many in ss 15 dared to approach him.


    Before Bai Lian joined their ss, Ning Xiao had never imagined he would eat hotpot with the people from ss 15.


    Looking over at Tang Ming and Pu Xiaohan’s group, Ning Xiao thought of Wang Youfeng’s request and felt a headacheing on.<div>


    Wang Youfeng had asked him to invite all his friends to dinner.


    **


    Tuesday.


    All threeprehensive science exams were handed out.


    Bai Lian found a moment to hand over her mind maps and study methods to Lu Lingxi.


    In the office, Lu Lingxi took the stack of papers and looked down, “This is…”


    “It’s what we’vepiled,” and part of it was what Ning Xiao and Tang Ming had put together for Zhang Shize. Bai Lian looked at Lu Lingxi, “With less than four months left, if they work hard, most students can score a few more points.”


    With so many students in the school, there were those who had clear goals like Bai Lian and some like Zhang Shize. These materials would also be helpful to those with clear goals.


    “Thank you all,” Lu Lingxi hadn’t expected that Bai Lian and her twopanions would take the time to do this. She packed away the materials, “I’ll distribute them to each ss right away.”


    Every top student has their own study method, both efficient and fast.


    Back then, a student from Xicheng had shadowed their top scorer during college entrance exams and asked about study methods that ultimately helped get into Jiangjing University—a story that also circted online.


    Lu Lingxi knew these methods held significance for average students.


    As the grade director, she quickly convened a meeting with the ss advisors.


    The ss advisor of ss 8 took these materials and brought them to the ss that afternoon, cing them on the lectern, “These are study materials and methods provided by Teacher Lu. Anyone who needs to cane to me for a printout after ss. Also, the initial test scores are out. You cane check your rankings after ss if you’re interested.”


    After finishing, he picked up the exam papers and began discussing the physics multiple-choice questions.


    This time, the physics questions weren’t hard and the students in ss 8 performed well.


    After ss, a crowd surged forward to see Chen Zhu’s ranking.


    “Chen Zhu, Wanxuan,” their seats had been changed. The ss president of ss 8, now sitting in front of Chen Zhu, rested his hand on the table and leaned over to look at Chen Zhu, then nced at Ren Wanxuan sitting in the row next door, “Are you two going to print those materials?”


    Chen Zhu’s dark eyes were fixed in the direction of the lectern and he didn’t respond immediately.<div>


    Ren Wanxuan hesitated.


    “Heard through the grapevine,” the ss president’s desk mate, a guy with a buzz cut, Bao Boyu, could barely suppress hisughter, “that these study methods and materials are supposedly by Bai Lian and Ning Xiao’s group.”


    “What?” Chen Zhu’s desk mate alsoughed, “I mean, what are they doing? Isn’t this awkward? Are they sharing their study experiences? Who’s going to print it? If you print it, remember to show me.”


    Bao Boyu nced at Chen Zhu, then said, “I’m definitely not going.”<div>


    The ss president didn’t make any statement.


    Both Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan had actually considered printing the materials, but upon hearing that it waspiled by Bai Lian and her group, neither of them reacted.


    Ren Wanxuan turned to Chen Zhu and asked quietly, “Are you going on Saturday?”


    Chen Zhu shook his head, “Not sure. I don’t know who it is, but my dad might go.”


    “Go where?” Bao Boyu knew these two were better informed than most.


    “The MK Club has booked Panshan Highway,” Ren Wanxuan exined indifferently to the others, “for a friendly race.”


    “Booked Panshan Highway?” The ss president was surprised, “Who has that kind of money?”


    Chen Zhu murmured, “MK, you guys search it.”


    A few ssmates who had their phones immediately started searching—


    The MK Club, a top-tier luxury motorcycle club in Jiangjing, funded by the privileged scions of Jiangjing.


    “Damn,” Bao Boyu was astonished, “Why would they hold a friendly race in a ce like ours?”


    Neither Ren Wanxuan nor Chen Zhu had an answer to that.


    It was then that the chatter from those who went up to the lectern to check the grades suddenly stopped.<div>


    “What happened?” Bao Boyu looked over and then stood up, pushing through the crowd. While speaking andughing, he said, “What rankings for Chen Zhu and Wanxuan this time? It can’t be that Ning Xiao has surpassed them again…”