Ying Zijin rubbed her head, opened her eyes, and looked over.
She lowered her eyebrows slightly and looked a little colder, suppressing her slight irritation.
Xiu Yu showed her a video.
The video was taken from a selfie angle, and the protagonist was a 17-year-old blonde girl.
The girl was speaking in English, and a few Latin words popped out from time to time, which was a little difficult to understand.
However, there were Chinese subtitles at the bottom of the video. The general idea was that the girl knew that Hua had an ISC champion who was very powerful, and she wanted to compete with this champion in the international finals.
This was the order of the trending topics on Weibo.
No.1: # Irna, Global Champion #
No.2: # Challenge from Country Y #
"This is the prodigy, she challenged you," Xiu Yu said. "Papa YIng, you're going to be famous all over the world now."
"But this Yerna is way too arrogant, isn't she? She even said that you're not worthy to be her opponent. I hope that you can last three rounds against her in the finals. Ptui, what the hell is she …" Yerna said angrily.
She had accidentally seen Ying Zijin's answer screen that day, and knew that Ying Zijin was the champion.
Even Jiang Ran didn't know, let alone others.
Ying Zijin watched the video again and pondered for a while.
She had also obtained more information about Irna from Zuo Li, and she had also asked Yu Xuesheng about hypnosis.
Yu Xuesheng said that a strong hypnotist could indeed help a person develop the brain's potential, but it would also bring about serious damage.
Even if the patient requested it, he wouldn't do it.
Ying Zijin didn't really care about Irna's situation.
She turned on her phone and found that there were a lot of comments on her Shark Live account.
[Guru, record a video too and take her down a notch!]
[Those people outside the internet are starting to belittle our country again. Guru, hurry up and show them your power.]
[This Irna, if she wants to challenge us, then so be it. Why is she bashing us?]
Ying Zijin casually glanced at it and closed the private mailbox.
Then, she slowly clicked on her personal information and changed her profile picture.
White words on a black background.
These words were very clear.
This person is already dead. If there's anything, I'll burn paper money.
The fans, who were excitedly waiting for the order so that they could fight: "…"
Xiu Yu: "???"
To think that it could be operated like this.
Irna's challenge had indeed alerted several large social networks around the world.
The netizens were also waiting for a reply from the number one player on the global leaderboard, but it never came.
Therefore, after watching the show for a while, they dispersed.
After Ying Zijin turned off the shark livestream, another chat app flashed on her phone.
This was Norton University's official messaging app.
There was only one person who sent her a message.
Vice Principal.
[Don't tell me you're number one on the ISC global ranking?]
His tone was very careful.
Ying Zijin lowered her eyes and typed three words.
[Is there a problem?]
The Vice Principal replied with a long string of ellipses.
[Very good, I'll make the professors in the admissions department give up:)]
What was this called?
This was called bosses everywhere.
The Vice Principal's heart ached, but there was nothing he could do.
He was afraid that if he said anything more, he would be blacklisted.
The Vice Principal sighed. He only hoped that the Principal could quickly find the alchemy materials so that he could feel less pressure.
Even if the Principal came back, he would not have any status.
**
Master Fu stayed in the hospital for three days and was not willing to stay any longer.
He insisted on leaving the hospital, and no one could stop him.
The old man was stubborn, so they could only follow his wishes.
Fu Yunshen followed his wishes and sent him to the Zhong family's house.
Master Fu lay in bed and began to rest.
Fu Yunshen heard his steady breathing and stood by the bed for a while before getting up to close the door.
"Xiao Qi, wait." Master Fu suddenly opened his eyes. "What were you planning to do today?"
Fu Yunshen accompanied him for as long as he stayed in the hospital.
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen tilted his head. "Yaoyao's school has an open day. I'm going to take a look."
Qing Zhi High School's open day was in late October every year. At the same time, the school would hold a parent-teacher meeting to report the progress of the school year.
Moreover, Qing Zhi High School's scenery was very good, so many people would take photos at this time as a souvenir.
"Then you go, you go." Old Master Fu was excited. "If you stay here, you'll just be watching me sleep. What's the point? You should communicate with the young people more. "
While Old Man Zhong was not around, he had to hurry up and create opportunities for the two young people.
Maybe one day there would be a spark. "Wow —", that would be exciting.
Seeing that Fu Yunshen did not speak, Master Fu continued to urge him. "Hurry up and go. If you don't go, Grandpa will be angry."
"Grandpa, it's useless no matter what you say this year." Fu Yunshen sat on the chair. "You're right. I'll watch you sleep here."
Master Fu: "…"
This brat didn't have any sense of crisis.
This was not like him at all.
When he was young, he already knew how to write a love letter.
Master Fu closed his eyes angrily and turned around, showing his back to Fu Yunshen mercilessly.
**
After resting for a few more days, Master Fu finally got rid of Fu Yunshen's care.
He secretly went out for a walk and returned to the Zhong family at night. He saw the granddaughter-in-law he liked talking to Old Mr. Zhong.
Master Fu touched his chin and felt very regretful.
It was such a pity.
His granddaughter-in-law was still underage and was still young to get married. Otherwise, he could have brought the two of them to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
"Hey, Old Mr. Fu, my granddaughter is a fortune-teller." Old Mr. Zhong saw Master Fu coming back and said proudly, "Ask her to read your fortune too. She read my palm just now and said that I can live to 108 years old."
Everyone wanted to live a long life.
Especially old people.
Old Mr. Zhong was 78 years old this year, so he still had 40 years to live.
That was indeed a very long life for ordinary people.
But Old Mr. Zhong didn't take it seriously.
Who could calculate a person's lifespan so clearly?
Even some of the Feng Shui masters on the Internet couldn't do it.
Old Mr. Zhong thought that Ying Zijin was just trying to make him happy, but he was happy.
"Really?" Master Fu smiled and seemed to be in a much better mood. He walked over and said, "Then help me read it."
"Of course. I told you that my granddaughter is omnipotent." Old Mr. Zhong was even more proud. "Old Mr. Fu, show your right hand and let Zijin have a look."
Old Mr. Zhong didn't know why one had to look at the right hand to read the palm.
But he heard from Ying Zijin that there was a saying in reading the palm —
The right hand was innate, and the left hand was acquired.
The general meaning was that the right hand had a greater impact than the left hand.
Therefore, when reading the palm, the left hand was used to assist the right hand.
Hearing this, Master Fu felt a little more energized.
He slowly straightened his body and opened his right hand.
From top to bottom, the three deep lines were the emotional line, the wisdom line, and the life line.
These three lines were also called "Heavenly Lines", "Earthly Lines", and "Human Lines".
They were also the three most important lines among all the lines on the palm.
The other lines, such as the marriage line, the career line, and so on, were all auxiliary lines.
"How is it?" Master Fu wasn't anxious and was cheerful. "How is my palm?"
"From the emotional line, Grandpa Fu met the love of his life when he was 18 years old." Ying Zijin looked down and said unhurriedly, "But because of the war, Grandpa Fu and Grandma Fu didn't officially get together until seven years later. You got married and had four sons and a daughter."
Hearing this, Master Fu was surprised and couldn't help but become serious.
"Zijin, you are amazing." Old Mr. Zhong couldn't help but say, "You don't say, he and Yuehua did get married at that time."
"Grandpa Fu and Grandma Fu were very close." Ying Zijin added, "But Grandma Fu passed away early, so Grandpa Fu's emotional line is neither good nor bad."
Master Fu nodded. "What about the wisdom line?"
"There is nothing to see about the wisdom line." Old Mr. Zhong waved his hand. "But your wisdom line is definitely not as good as mine, because you can't beat me at chess."
Master Fu smiled and did not refute. "That's true. After all, you have such a smart granddaughter. I can't compare to her."
Hearing these words, Old Mr. Zhong almost pulled his beard. "Old Fu, I think you are really sick these days."
Usually, when he heard such words, Master Fu would argue with him for an hour.
But these days, he had learned how to flatter him.
That was amazing.
Old Mr. Zhong snorted. "It's time for the lifeline. Zijin, calculate how long your Grandpa Fu can live."
Ying Zijin looked down and for the first time, her eyes narrowed.
She calculated Master Fu's lifespan from this lifeline.
----- Digression —
Maradona had passed away. It was the end of another era. Sigh.
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