The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

It was the first time Pu Xiaohan realized that Bai Lian was actually quite straightforward.

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The graduation photo for Class 14 was taken, and the principal, vice principals, and teachers from various subjects stood up from the front row.

The principal couldn’t leave since he had to take photos all day.

“Weng Qi,” Lu Lingxi called for Weng Qi, her gaze briefly pausing on Weng Qi’s banner before she said, “The chemistry teacher hasn’t arrived yet; he’s teaching in Class 9. Go call him, will you?”

Weng Qi put away the banner and went to summon the chemistry teacher.

The principal and vice principals came over looking for Lu Lingxi and Bai Lian.

The end of the college entrance exams was finally approaching, and the principal looked at Bai Lian with mixed emotions, “Bai student, relax. No matter how the tests go, just do your best.”

“Okay,” consented Bai Lian with a nod.

“Time flies,” Lu Lingxi adjusted Bai Lian’s clothes, looking at the girl in front of her, “I remember the first time you came to take the test, you scored fifty points in comprehensive science. Back then, I thought you would need to repeat a year.”

From the nearby steps, Pu Xiaohan called Bai Lian over to line up.

Bai Lian walked over.

The principal watched her walk away, musing, “From fifty points to now, I wonder how she will fare in the college entrance exams. She hasn’t been in the joint exams, so I have no idea how much Song Min has improved. I have a feeling this year’s exams won’t be easy…”

The vice principal had now become a die-hard supporter of Lian, “There’s no need for ‘won’t be easy.’ The valedictorian will definitely be our Bai student.”

As he spoke, he murmured to himself, “Don’t think I don’t know you’ve already prepared the valedictorian banner.”

The principal: “…”

The homeroom teacher of Class 8 stood next to the principal, watching Bai Lian in the crowd without saying anything.

Bai Lian stood in the second row, next to Pu Xiaohan, the breeze gently lifting the wisps of hair on her forehead, with a stone carved with Bai Xiangjun’s words behind her, flaunting the youthful spirit and ambition of their generation.

Weng Qi had called the chemistry teacher over.

The students of Class 15 had already lined up; he stood behind Bai Lian and Pu Xiaohan holding a flag, whispering, “They were just discussing how Sister Lian managed to come this far from fifty points in comprehensive science.”

How did she come this far?

Bai Lian slightly tilted her head towards Weng Qi, raising an eyebrow in her usual casual way, yet with a hint of playful arrogance Weng Qi had never seen before.

She didn’t speak but looked through the gap at the line of poetry on the stone behind: The Bai Family’s army won many battles by turning defeat into victory — that was what she was best at —

Playing the game of turning the tides against the wind, do you understand, young one?

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