From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 350 - : 160 No Blame (Second Watch)

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Chapter 350: 160 No Blame (Second Watch)

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The Olympiad Training Camp is closed-off, containing twenty students in total, all are the top Olympiad competitors throughout the province.

Lasting for twenty days, students’ cell phones are uniformly collected, removed from the outside world, eating and living together, preparing for the upcoming Winter Camp.

The arrival of Ming Jing tears the tranquillity that this place has maintained for half a month apart.

In the classroom, the other seventeen students look upon the white-clad, beautiful and elegant teenage girl on the podium, astonished beyond words.

They have long known that a dark horse achieved first place in this year’s Jiangzhou Region, but half a month has passed and the first place has not shown up. Just when the training camp is about to end, she finally arrives.

Is this perhaps a display of arrogance from the first place winner?

The training camp, unlike a cram school, adopts a militarized management approach. To possess a powerful brain, one must first have a robust body. Morning and evening drills are carried out consistently. Unless severely disabled or suffering from heart disease preventing intense exercise, everyone must participate in these drills. Anyone absent for three times would be expelled from the training camp, forfeiting their eligibility for the Winter Camp selection contest.

Those who excel in academics generally aren’t all that great in athletics, preferring to allocate more time on learning. However, it is said that this training camp is designed to allow students to adapt to the Winter Camp in advance. It is lenient compared to the Winter Camp. Here, the coaches are tough characters-if they can’t tolerate the training camp, they should give up on the Winter Camp as soon as possible.

They have been tormented for sixteen days and can’t bear the bitterness anymore, their resentment towards this belated first place holder runs deep. They thought, “Why didn’t you come on the last day so you could still catch the final exam!?”

The only two who were unsurprised are Zhao Heng and Song Yinzhang; they are all old friends.

“Ming Jing was delayed for a few days due to some reasons, but now she has returned. Let’s give her a round of applause.” The residential coach is a young female teacher who leads the cheering with a smiling face.

Disjointed applause erupts from the class.

It seems that everyone is unsatisfied with this new student. Here, results matter. The pace of lectures in the training camp is fast and difficult. Falling behind for one day means elimination. Almost everyone squeezes in some study time under the covers late into the night, fearing being overtaken. Having come this far, they certainly do not want to be eliminated during the selection contest.

What does it matter if you were number one? You’ve been absent for half a month. You’re bound to fall behind the schedule and face an inevitable elimination.

The residential coach pointed to the seat next to Song Yinzhang: “Sit there.”

Ming Jing nods and sits down with her backpack.

Everyone becomes even more irritated. Song Yinzhang has the best grades among these students. Anyone would benefit significantly from sitting with him. However, Song Yinzhang clearly told the teachers that he preferred to be alone and hence, didn’t want a seatmate.

You have good grades, and that’s fine. But as soon as Ming Jing arrived, she gets to sit next to Song Yinzhang. Isn’t this obviously biased?

Looking at Song Yinzhang, he remained silent but smiled happily at Ming Jing. Now, everyone gets it.

So it turns out that Song Yinzhang reserved this seat expressly for Ming Jing.

Almost forgot, they both come from Shengde High School.

The academic pressure in the training camp is enormous. Time is of the essence. Everyone is too busy to waste time on gossip and buries their heads back into the questions.

“You finally came.” Song Yinzhang hands her a notebook with a warm smile.

“These are my notes. I hope they can help you.”

“Thanks.” Ming Jing flips through the notebook, surprises sparking in her eyes as she glances at Song Yinzhang.

Song Yinzhang lowers his head to work on problems.

The notebook has been meticulously prepared. Ultimately all points are covered, and many parts are annotated in different colors.

The morning teacher, Ren Chuan, called Ming Jing to the office after class.

“The final exam is in four days. It’s an important factor for entering the Winter Camp. If you still hope to achieve something in the Olympiad, you should focus on your studies in these last four days. Take this notebook, and ask me about anything you don’t understand.”

Ren Chuan hands her a thick notebook, much thicker than the one Song Yinzhang gave her.

“Thank you, teacher. I will continue to strive.”

Ren Chuan waves his hand, indicating that Ming Jing could leave.

Watching Ming Jing’s retreating back, Ren Chuan narrows his eyes.

The students’ phones are collected, leaving them unaware of anything significant while the teachers think differently. What Ming Jing had been up to this half month they could pretty much guess. 𝘧𝑟𝓮𝓮𝓌𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝓵.𝒸ℴ𝑚

Ming Jing is bright, beautiful, and talented, with the potential to achieve substantial results on the path of the Olympiad. He had high hopes for her, but unexpectedly, the girl went on to become a celebrity without making a sound, spending her days in that superficial entertainment circle. How could she still concentrate on her studies?

Perhaps this child is ruined. Ren Chuan feels regret.

The downfall of a genius always saddens people greatly.

Ming Jing returns to the classroom. Zhao Heng, who comes to greet her with a cheerful greeting, “You’re finally back. I thought I wouldn’t see you at the end of all this. Come on, let’s go eat.”Ming Jing put down her notes, calling Song Yinzhang to go to the cafeteria with her.

Along with Zhao Heng, Xie Zhen from Yi High School also joined the training camp. Seeing Ming Jing enter the dining hall with Zhao Heng and Song Yinzhang, Xie Zhen thought of Tang Wan and sighed.

“What’s the story behind this Ming Jing?”

“I heard she ranked first in the Jiangzhou region, a dark horse who emerged out of nowhere. She’s also very beautiful….”

Xie Zhen detected a hint of jealousy, glancing at the two girls across from her.

Both girls she met in the training camp, one was Wang Xin from Huazhong and the other was Xu Wei from Lin City.

Everyone here was a top student, naturally, they all wore thick glasses – a burden to their appearances. Furthermore, all their attention was consumed by studying, leaving no time for grooming. Their images were quite ordinary. As fellow girls, seeing Ming Jing’s exquisite beauty, how could they not feel bitter?

“Xie Zhen, you and Zhao Heng are both from Yi High School, do you know much about this Ming Jing?” asked Wang Xin.

Xu Wei glanced over at Ming Jing’s table, where three people sat eating and chatting amiably, quite familiar with each other.

Song Yinzhang was a loner, while Zhao Heng liked to draw people in. Zhao Heng enjoyed joking around while Song Yinzhang was refined and gentle. They were the two popular boys in the training camp. Now, seeing both of them circling around Ming Jing, you can imagine their feelings.

Xie Zhen took a bite of her meal, “Ming Jing is the young mistress of Zhu Group.”

I hope you don’t do something foolish like messing with Ming Jing. That would be self-humiliating.

Wang Xin and Xu Wei looked at each other, ‘Alright, we didn’t ask anything just now.’

The young mistress of Zhu Group, born with a golden key, has the capital to be willful.

Thinking of Tang Wan, Xie Zhen remembers going to Tang Wan’s house to find her and saw Zhu Xiangxiang there.

Tang Wan has changed, becoming very unfamiliar.

Xie Zhen glanced at Ming Jing and continued to eat her rice quietly.

The training camp was predominately male; including Ming Jing, there were only six female students, all staying in the same dormitory.

Before Ming Jing arrived, her bed was always vacant and over time, some random objects were piled on it.

Ming Jing finished her note-taking in the classroom and completed a test practice. Checking the time, it was almost half past nine. Looking up, only she and Song Yinzhang were still in the classroom.

Ming Jing packed her books and stood up, “It’s late. Let’s go back to the dormitory.”

She knew Song Yinzhang stayed back only to accompany her. He smiled, nodding his head, locked the classroom door and they both headed back to their dormitories.

Ming Jing entered the dormitory. The moment the door opened, the room became quiet.

Everyone turned to look at her with various scrutinizing gazes.

Ming Jing walked in without sideways glance, noticing some clutter on her bed. She asked lightly, “Who does this belong to?”

Everyone’s eyes turned towards the girl who was applying a face mask in front of the mirror.

Ming Jing looked at the girl.

She had a slim figure and was wearing a camisole, exuding a hint of sensuality.

The girl leisurely applied her face mask before turning to walk back to her bed, humming a tune, seemingly oblivious to Ming Jing.

Ming Jing smiled slightly, while Xie Zhen felt trouble brewing. She went to the girl’s bed and whispered, “Muxue, get your clothes. Otherwise, how is Ming Jing going to sleep?”

Liu Muxue chuckled, “What are you saying?”

Xie Zhen took a deep breath and repeated what she just said.

“Oh, you want to stand up for the newbie. Xie Zhen, are you sure you want to cross me for her?”

Xie Zhen fell silent. No one else spoke. Liu Muxue was accustomed to doing as she pleased and none of them wanted to trigger a conflict with her. They all gave in to her demands.

Wang Xin and Xu Wei knew about Ming Jing’s identity. Wang Xin wanted to stand up for Ming Jing, but Xu Wei stopped her and shook her head.

Ming Jing laughed, “Liu Muxue, get up now and clear up your things from the bed. I won’t hold it against you. In these last four days, I just want to study well. Otherwise,…”