Chapter 349: 134 Out of desperation, Wenyao Xu delivers food to Alian_2
Song Min paused.

“It seems I can’t,” Bai Lian withdrew his gaze, slowly typing two words with his fingertips on the keyboard, “then I suggest you have fewer problems.”

Ning Xiao had already opened the zip file.

It contained models and analysis. He quickly scanned through, then sent screenshots to the group chat, turning his head to discuss with Bai Lian, “It’s a bit complicated. Everyone needs to work overtime tonight and can’t sleep.”

They only had one day left to bring the model into their analysis, write it out, and get familiar with the presentation.

They couldn’t finish it without working overtime.

“I know,” Bai Lian’s gaze remained fixed on the computer screen as he continued to type, “you guys start the analysis, just send the results to me and Wang Xu.”

The two discussed the follow-up arrangements.

Wang Xu likewise saw the screenshots Ning Xiao sent to the group chat, gradually changing from despair to shock, and finally to delight, “Ning Xiao, you guys are incredible! Where did you get the model from!”

The others also picked up their phones, opened the screenshots sent by Ning Xiao, and downloaded the zip file Bai Lian posted in the group chat.

Ning Xiao didn’t reply, simply looked towards Bai Lian.

Wang Xu and the others instantly understood that the model came from Bai Lian. They exchanged glances and finally realized why Ning Xiao and Tang Ming followed Bai Lian’s lead.

“Bai Lian, you are my savior!” Wang Xu slammed his fist down hard on the desk, “From now on, your business is my business!”

Bai Lian: “…”

Savior?

Who exactly is taking advantage of whom?

At this moment, to call it a life-saving situation wouldn’t be an exaggeration. Everyone sat down to start downloading the zip file.

Wang Xu walked over to Song Min, casually rubbing his right fist before reclaiming his computer.

After catching Song Min’s glance, Wang Xu lowered his voice, “First take a look at the messages in the group chat. Bai Lian has found us a model.”

Song Min looked down at his phone.

The model Bai Lian and He Wen created was no small matter. The more one understood about mathematical modeling, the more they could see its value. Song Min could also tell that the model was vastly different from the one they were planning to build.

Like everyone else, the more he looked, the more astonished he became.

Was this the model Bai Lian brought out? Song Min turned his head to look at Bai Lian’s profile. Where did she get the model from, and who exactly did she know?

Did the Xu Family have such wide connections?

“Forget the fish soup,” Pei Qin also looked up at Song Min, “If she wants to drink phoenix soup, I’ll go back and have my family think of a way.”

Wang Xu nodded in agreement, “Exactly, riding to class on my back tomorrow wouldn’t be a problem for her!”

Reminded by Pei Qin’s words,

Song Min couldn’t help but recall their earlier conversation. For the first time, the usually aloof and arrogant Song Min from Beicheng felt embarrassed. He had been self-congratulatory about working on the model, even thinking the other party lacked awareness and didn’t understand the situation, failing to contribute to the team…

Looking back, trying to make an impossible model in one day was the real foolish move, wasn’t it…

So, where exactly had she gotten this model from?

Song Min resettled into his seat, but his heart remained somewhat unsettled.

**

Xu En’s residence.

“I have a feeling she would like this style,” he handed back the blueprint to Ji Mulan, “aren’t you expecting other classmates? Didn’t you say you have an old acquaintance in Jiangjing…”

The Clan had reserved a study table for Ji Mulan, but Ji Mulan hadn’t invited any classmates, only members of the Song Family. Bai Lian, on the other hand, had invited two classmates.

Ji Mulan took the blueprints back, “No.”

She turned and returned to the study.

Behind her, Xu En looked at Ji Mulan’s retreating figure, quite surprised. Having moved out to live with Ji Mulan in a three-story house, he had prepared rooms for Xu Wenyao, Xu Zhiyue, and Bai Lian.

They had made the rooms ready before their return to Xiangcheng.

Ji Mulan had designed each child’s room according to their preferences.

The room prepared for Bai Lian was originally cyberpunk style, but after returning from Xiangcheng, it was clear Bai Lian had a preference for Chinese-style items. Xu En couldn’t quite picture—

Bai Lian, dressed in horse-face skirts, standing at a cyberpunk bar.

So Ji Mulan changed the design.

However, Xu En felt the design for Bai Lian’s room was really cool. He thought for a moment and then went upstairs to the room prepared for Bai Lian and turned on the light.

A huge blue ring light hung from the ceiling, with seven irregularly shaped concentric rings from inside to outside, taking up a large area.

At the intersection of the outermost ring nearest to the door, it bulged outward all the way to the edge of the door. Alongside transparent glass cube segments, lit one after another from top to bottom, they illuminated all the way down to the bar.