From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 184 - 184: 089 Ten Thousand Calamities (First Watch)

Ming Jing walked away with grace.

“Who is she? She’s so gorgeous; she should be a movie star.”

Beautiful people often have the advantage of beauty; they don’t take their studies too seriously. Just about everyone who participates in competitions wears thick glasses. It’s extremely rare for someone to be both stunning and exceptionally talented.

“You don’t know Zhu Mingjing? The real heiress of the Zhu family? It’s been the talk of the town lately. I heard some of the high-society ladies have a hard time even getting a glimpse of her.”

“After transferring to Shengde High School, Song Yinzhang was bumped from the top spot. I heard she’s the only one the Demon Head ever praised in the competition class. Her brain must be different from ordinary people.”

“So it’s her. It’s so mysterious that you guys really believe it. We are all successors of socialism, so we can’t get into feudal superstitions.”

Listening to the discussions around her, Tang Wan walked out of the classroom with her head down.

“Tang Wan, how did you do?” Xie Zhen hugged her neck and looked at her wilted face, immediately asking with concern, “What’s wrong? Are you sick?” Tang Wan shook off her hand and looked listless.

“Let’s go. I heard there’s a famous place for fried rice cakes near Yi High School.

I’ll treat you to lunch today.”

The snack shop was small and almost full, with most of the seats occupied by students taking the exam.

There was a single table with an empty seat. Xie Zhen pulled Tang Wan over.

As soon as they sat down, Xie Zhen noticed Tang Wan’s expression change as she looked behind her. Xie Zhen turned her head to see.

“It’s Zhu Mingjing? She’s with Song Shen and Zhao Heng.”

Zhu Mingjing had her back to the two of them, and sitting opposite her were Song Yinzhang and Zhao Heng.

Zhu Mingjing wore a pristine white dress, sitting in this cramped, narrow snack shop like a fairy who’d lost her way to the mortal world.

No matter her situation, Zhu Mingjing’s back always remained perfectly straight, as if no difficulty could bend her spine.

Xie Zhen sighed, “As expected, handsome guys only hang out with beautiful girls. Zhao Heng is usually so aloof in school, even the school flower chasing him gets no response. Look at his puppy-dog face in front of Zhu Mingjing… If this were posted on the school forum, would all the female students go crazy?

Xie Zhen laughed, remembering that the school flower had a grudge against her and Tang Wan. She’d been pursuing Zhao Heng for a long time, constantly giving him food and drink, but Zhao Heng never bothered to glance at her again. Now looking at Zhao Heng’s bright, cautious, pleasing expression in front of Zhu Mingjing, the school flower would surely be furious enough to vomit blood.

There really is a difference between school flowers.

Tang Wan remained silent. Xie Zhen asked, “Did you not do well on the test?” Tang Wan’s face darkened even more.

As if realizing something, Xie Zhen said with understanding, “I should have guessed. You love her so much, hearing about her accident must have upset you. No matter how sad you are, don’t let it affect your exams. This competition is crucial for us to make it to the provincial team. Our goal is to make it into the Winter Camp.”

Tang Wan’s idol was Liang Yanran. The biggest news in the past few days was Liang Yanran’s suicide. The streets were buzzing with talk, and it was the hot topic for everyone. An idol could inspire people to improve, and Liang Yanran had played that role for Tang Wan.

Xie Zhen worried that Tang Wan might be devastated by the news of Liang

Yanran’s death.

Tang Wan didn’t take her words to heart. ‘What did you say? With a helpless look, Xie Zhen said, “Never mind.”

There’s no use arguing with someone whose idol just died.

“I booked a hotel nearby. Let’s have lunch and take a break at the hotel. The exam starts at three in the afternoon, so there’s still plenty of time. Ming Jing, I have a few questions I’d like to ask you, math problems. Don’t worry.”

Ming Jing nodded, “Okay.”

“Yes!” Zhao Heng was delighted, gesturing at Song Yinzhang, “You come along too. I’ve got a set of real test questions that cost me a fortune to get a hold of. I wouldn’t share them with anyone but my brothers.”

Song Yinzhang just shook his head and smiled.

“Wow, my spicy fried rice cakes are here!” Zhao Heng rubbed his hands in excitement.

When the food arrived, he pushed it in front of Ming Jing: “Ladies first.”

Not wanting to be polite, Ming Jing unwrapped a pair of disposable chopsticks and started eating slowly.

“How is it? Isn’t it good?” Zhao Heng asked expectantly.

Ming Jing ate gracefully, waiting until she swallowed her bite before replying: “Not bad.”

Zhao Heng laughed, “If it weren’t for this famous fried rice cake place, I’d have taken you to eat Western food instead. That’s more appropriate for someone like Master Zhu..”