Chapter 602: Chapter 602: Bai Chuwei’s Profile Picture is the Same as the Immortal Teacher’s? Chapter 602: Chapter 602: Bai Chuwei’s Profile Picture is the Same as the Immortal Teacher’s? The speakers were some of Tong Qingyan’s female friends from Henghua First Middle School; although they hadn’t managed to get into Imperial University, they had all come to study at universities in the Imperial Capital.
Tong Qingyan thought about how much online netizens admired the Immortal Teacher and felt proud by association.
She smiled, “You guys want to come and watch the show live? Sure, I can get you a few tickets.”
Her friends immediately hugged her, cheering.
The last episode of “Super Brain Scholar” had exploded on the internet, becoming an instant hit variety show, and this episode’s development of the Chinese System face-off had captured the attention of the entire net. This directly led to the live studio audience being three to four times larger than before!
Even though everyone knew that the Immortal Teacher would only be connecting via live video, the audience swelled to a frightening number.
Many of the audience members had even bought high-priced tickets from scalpers to get in.
“I’m just here to bask in the aura of the scholarly gods and hopefully catch some of their brilliance,” one said.
A girl nearby spat, “What brilliance of the scholarly gods? If you’re going to catch anything, catch the Illumination of the Immortal Teacher, alright?”
No matter how impressive those scholars were, weren’t they all taught by the Immortal Teacher?
Professor Wang Mingkuan from the Department of Computer Science at Imperial Capital University also arrived.
He turned his head to look around and chuckled upon spotting many old friends who were also professors in the computer science field, and there was one who was his nemesis.
Clinging to his cane, Professor Wang said pointedly with a bit of swagger, “Our Imperial University bought the whole forty hours of video. Alas, we can’t help it, after all, we are the number one institution.”
An adjacent professor’s face turned red with anger, “Just you wait, I’m here today to make that Immortal Teacher change his mind! My X University might not rank as high as Imperial University, but when it comes to computer science, we’re not one bit weaker than you.”
Professor Wang was even more smug, his entire face blooming like a chrysanthemum with his smile.
The student teaching assistant standing by was stunned into silence: “…”
My goodness, they had never seen such a childish side to Professor Wang…
The spectator seats were noisy with chatter, but backstage, things were even tenser.
According to the Immortal Teacher, there was no need for a dress rehearsal; a competition was a competition, and rehearsal was pointless.
Tong Qingyan was assigned to the Red Team, and as the Red Team captain briefed everyone on how to collaborate during the competition, she suddenly noticed Chuwei’s pale complexion and asked with concern, “Tong Qingyan, what’s wrong with you?”
Tong Qingyan gasped in pain and said in a low voice, embarrassed, “I need to go to the restroom.”
Being smart, the other scholars immediately understood that Tong Qingyan might be having her period and nodded repeatedly, “Go ahead.”
Tong Qingyan hurriedly took out her phone and called a few friends who were about to come in, asking them to buy some painkillers and sanitary pads.
She must succeed in this competition!
Otherwise, she would indeed be disciplined, with no chance of entering the entertainment industry.
Tong Qingyan cursed under her breath, wondering why her period had to start now.
She too suffered from menstrual cramps, but not as severely as Su Ruan, who would end up being carried out because of the pain.
Watching Tong Qingyan’s pale face due to the pain, one of her friends suggested, “Yanyan, taking painkillers isn’t a solution. Aren’t you from the same university as Bai Chuwei? Go book an appointment with her; let her give you a few acupuncture treatments, and you won’t have menstrual pain anymore.”
“Yeah, I’ve seen Bai Chuwei for an appointment before, a few needles and I never felt the pain again,” another friend concurred.
Tong Qingyan gave an awkward smile; these friends weren’t from Imperial Capital University and naturally didn’t know about the forum incident…
Bai Chuwei giving her acupuncture? She was more likely to take revenge secretly!
Seeing Tong Qingyan silent, unsure whether she agreed, the girl took out her phone, opened WeChat, and said, “Yanyan, I’ll share Bai Chuwei’s WeChat contact with you. Once you’re done with the competition, find her for a few treatments.”
Tong Qingyan frowned, about to refuse when she noticed her phone vibrate. She opened it with a solemn face. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ nοvelfire.net
Suddenly, she stared at the WeChat contact that had been pushed to her, her pupils contracting sharply!
Wait– that profile picture and nickname… Why were they the same as the Immortal Teacher’s in the WeChat group?
…Could it be a coincidence?