Novel Boss
Chapter 497: 197 Choices, Creating a God_1
Chapter 497: 197 Choices, Creating a God_1
The director stretched out his hand to delete the comment and instructed the PR department to pay attention to the pace of the internet.
After all, Sun Dan of Backter Street was also connected to Yan Lu, so how could the production team have such incredible influence?
If they had those connections, they’d invite stars like Gao Shu and Wei Xiyuan to be regulars on the show.
“They even dare to talk about Zhao Dazhuang,” the assistant director spoke up, “not afraid of getting a cease and desist letter from Attorney Zhao Lu at all.”
“The heat is too high…” The director, holding his phone, looked towards the door, “On such thin ice, I wonder if our show can continue.”
The official website’s video was quickly re-edited and uploaded, and the editing related to Bai Lian and Chi Yundai was rapidly trimmed to minimize the issue.
The online storm seemed to subside.
**
Over at Bai Lian’s side.
Neither she nor Jiang Fulai saw any problem, and they didn’t go online often, just watched TV.
Jiang Fulai picked up his coat and left, while Jiang He stayed with Ji Heng. He didn’t bring his Legos when he returned to Jiangjing and had been sneakily keeping them at Ji Heng’s place.
Only after everyone left did Jiang He grab his bag to retrieve his Legos.
Ji Heng brought over the pajamas he had left for him, took him to bathe, and even though Jiang He was big enough to bathe himself, Ji Heng, worried that he might be scared alone, sat beside the tub on a small stool to wait for him.
Jiang He bathed obediently, and Ji Heng had even bought him a rubber duck for the tub.
But Jiang He was always aloof, never playing with the rubber duck.
Ji Heng, focusing on his own drawing, noticed that Jiang He began to play with the rubber duck only when he wasn’t being watched, repeatedly pushing its head underwater and then watching it bob back up.
After doing this dozens of times…
Ji Heng, maintaining one position for five minutes and feeling a strain in his neck, saw that Jiang He was still poking the rubber duck and couldn’t help but cough.
Jiang He immediately let go of the rubber duck and scooped up water to wash his face.
Only then did Ji Heng slowly lift his head, “Are you done washing?”
Jiang He nodded.
Ji Heng handed him a dry towel, and after Jiang He put on his pajamas himself, he glanced over at Bai Lian’s tiny room.
Bai Lian was in the next little room, the light inside on, allowing him to catch a glimpse of her busy silhouette through the crack of the door.
Ji Heng suddenly lowered his voice, “Xiaohe, do you know what a wave function is?”
Jiang He looked up at Ji Heng, blinking in confusion.
Ji Heng: “…”
Okay, he didn’t know.
Ji Heng wondered, wasn’t this kid a genius?
He had an expression that said he had overestimated him.
Jiang He: “…”
He silently finished dressing.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
In the tiny room.
Bai Lian was carefully polishing a piece of jade with a triangular file, water dripping down the edge of the jade onto the machine, as the shape of a Kylin’s leg started to emerge.
She polished for a bit and then looked at it leisurely in the light, “Not bad.”
What a master could polish in a few days, took her a month, and even then, it was barely passable.
Fortunately, only Jiang Fulai’s piece was urgent, Ji Heng’s was not.
It gave her time to take her time with it.
**
Monday, classes as usual.
Some students in Class 15 were discussing the show from the day before. Yang Lin arrived early, and by the time Bai Lian got there, she was already earnestly working on her paper.
Bai Lian pulled out a chair to sit down and took a notebook from her bag, pushing it towards Yang Lin.
The notebook bumped against Yang Lin’s elbow, and she turned her head.
“A notebook, with physics and mathematics,” Bai Lian said succinctly as she set down her bag.
Glancing at her phone, she saw that He Wen had sent her a document.
He Wen: [It’s been too long since the college entrance exam, just take a look.]
He Wen: [The results of that last experiment were a bit strange.]
He seemed to be busy, brief and to the point.
Bai Lian opened the document He Wen had organized and forwarded it to the class group.
The results from last time were strange?
As she pondered, she pulled out a pen and her exercises; she had already finished the weekend’s paper.
Being a senior meant endlessly practicing problems and identifying one’s own weak spots.
Bai Lian had almost stopped reviewing physics and mathematics, focusing instead on chemistry, biology, and English as the countdown on the notice board showed less than sixty days until the college entrance examination.
Pu Xiaohan and Weng Qi ran into each other at the school gate and now came to the classroom together to see that Bai Lian, Yang Lin, Ning Xiao, and the others had already started on their homework.
Weng Qi opened her mouth to speak, “When I got up, I saw that sister Lian was still answering the study committee’s questions at 1 a.m. last night, right?”
She came to the classroom so early to do homework?
The sports committee member next to Weng Qi patted her shoulder, “This is what it means to be a top student, Beibei, learn from it.”