Half of the chopstick was on the top, the other half was on the bottom, and the middle part was in the table.
There were even wood shavings falling.
"…"
The entire cafeteria fell silent in an instant, as if all the noise had been taken away by this chopstick.
Jiang Ran had been paying attention to Ying Zijin the whole time, so it was impossible for him not to see it.
His hand unconsciously loosened, and the plate he was holding fell with a clang.
The food on the plate fell all over the underling.
The underling didn't scream this time because he was dumbfounded.
He wasn't the only one who was dumbfounded. All the students who saw this scene were dumbfounded.
It was as if they had seen a ghost.
Zhong Zhiwan looked at the chopsticks that were only half an inch away from her plate, and her mind was buzzing. "…"
She looked at Ying Zijin in disbelief, and her lips were trembling.
If this chopstick had flown a little bit, it wouldn't have been inserted into the table, but …
Zhong Zhiwan didn't dare to think further. Her school uniform was completely soaked in cold sweat, and her breathing was irregular.
Her body kept trembling, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
The girl next to her was also frightened. She tugged at Zhong Zhiwan's sleeve.
No one saw how the chopstick flew out of the girl's hand.
But this wasn't important.
The important thing was, how did Ying Zijin insert a wooden chopstick into the table?
The cafeteria was still dead silent, and all eyes were focused on the girl.
Ying Zijin took a new pair of chopsticks and found a seat by the window.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ran glanced and sneered. "Haven't you seen enough? Do you want me to dig out your eyes and stick them in front of you? "
The students immediately looked away and began to bury their heads in eating.
Jiang Ran raised his chin, and his mood finally improved.
It seemed that his dignity as a school bully was still there.
Xiu Yu took a bite of the apple and sat down.
She seemed to be in a daze. A few seconds later, she said with difficulty, "Papa YIng, just now you …"
"Nothing." Ying Zijin picked up the vegetables with her chopsticks and said indifferently, "I forgot to control my strength."
Her hand was too strong. She needed to change.
Xiu Yu instantly felt that the apple in her mouth was tasteless.
Forgetting to restrain her strength, she stabbed a chopstick into the table.
If he really exerted his strength, wouldn't it be easy for him to break a hammer?
She suddenly felt a little scared.
Xiu Yu looked at the girl thoughtfully.
To be able to exert strength to such a level, even if he was not an orthodox ancient martial art practitioner, he would still be related to ancient martial arts.
However, after the arrival of the 21st century, Ancient Martial Artists rarely appeared.
Xiu Yu didn't know if it had something to do with the development of technology.
The few Ancient Martial Arts Aristocratic Families that were once prosperous in the Imperial Capital had basically all retired.
Jiang Ran could only be considered a beginner in ancient martial arts. He was not an ancient martial artist.
Because the cultivation method was not suitable, the internal strength in the body would be chaotic, which would then affect the temper and mood. Therefore, it required the assistance of medicine.
There were too few true Ancient Martial Artists.
Not everyone could enter the ancient martial arts world. It was even more mysterious than the ancient medical world.
Xiu Yu was certain that Papa YIng was related to ancient martial arts.
Perhaps he had a master from the ancient martial arts world.
However, she didn't ask.
As long as she saw Jiang Ran suffer, she would be very happy. She could even chat with the screen painting sister.
Thinking of this, Xiu Yu had an appetite again and ate another big apple.
**
3: 30 in the morning.
It was late at night. Even the nightingale was there.
Fu Yunshen opened his eyes and woke up on the bed of a single apartment.
He lay in silence for five minutes before slowly getting up.
His pair of seductive peach blossom eyes were slightly bloodshot.
He didn't know how many times he had this nightmare. Even after three years of deep hypnotherapy, he still couldn't escape this nightmare.
Every time he closed his eyes, it was a bloody scene.
The sound of explosions, gunshots, and screams lingered in his ears.
It was also a past that he couldn't escape.
Fu Yunshen poured a glass of water and walked to the balcony.
In the distance, there were brightly lit buildings. Hu City had always been a city that never slept.
At this moment, his phone rang.
It was Nie Yi.
Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows and picked up the call. "Hello?"
"Yunshen, I've returned to the capital." Nie Yi's voice was low. "The matter hasn't been resolved yet. Please take care of Nie Chao for a while."
"Okay." Fu Yunshen rubbed the corner of his eyes and felt a little helpless. "Do you have to call me at night for this kind of thing?"
Nie Yi was silent for a moment before saying, "No, Xuesheng told me that your emotions were too unstable. I was afraid that you would do something extreme."
Yu Xuesheng was a psychologist that he had specially hired for Ying Zijin. He was also the second on the NOK Hypnotist list.
Fu Yunshen responded faintly.
His emotions were being monitored.
This was his own request to prevent any unforeseen events from happening.
After all, he had almost lost control before.
"Yunshen, you …" Nie Yi paused. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm used to it." Fu Yunshen chuckled. "I just feel that living can be quite tiring sometimes."
Nie Yi was silent.
He didn't know how to answer.
"I'm fine. I'm hanging up." Fu Yunshen didn't say much. "Remember to pay for your brother's food. He can eat quite a lot."
He didn't wait for Nie Yi to say anything and hung up the call.
After thinking for a few seconds, Fu Yunshen opened WeChat.
[Yaoyao, what do you want for breakfast? I'm on the way. I'll bring it to you.]
Fu Yunshen was about to put down his phone after sending the message.
It was four o 'clock in the morning. Normal people would be sleeping.
But a few seconds after he sent the message, a reply came.
[I'm not picky.]
A few seconds later, a second message came.
[Did you have a nightmare?]
Fu Yunshen was stunned.
After a while, he replied lazily.
[Kid, you're so smart. It's so late. Why aren't you sleeping? Although you have a lot of hair and are a natural beauty, you should take good care of your body.]
As soon as he sent this sentence, a video call came.
Fu Yunshen's hand paused for a moment before he picked up the call.
The girl's bare face appeared on the phone screen.
She was wearing a nightgown and her long hair was scattered over her shoulders. Her eyes and brows were dyed a light gold by the hazy moonlight outside the window.
She had obviously just woken up. The girl's voice was still low and hoarse.
"You didn't sleep well. I'll bring you some medicine tomorrow. Take it morning, noon, and night before meals every seven days."
After a pause, Ying Zijin added, "If you have nightmares, it's best not to be alone."
Fu Yunshen's gaze froze.
He didn't expect this little kid to video call him just to tell him this.
In the past, no one had ever told him not to be alone because of his nightmares.
"I know. Go to sleep, little kid." Fu Yunshen leaned back. His eyelashes fluttered as he smiled. "If you don't sleep, I'll go to your place now and stuff you under the blanket."
The video call was hung up.
He didn't have time to react at all.
Looking at the black screen, Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows. The corners of his lips curled up, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.
As expected, she was still that heartless little kid.
**
The next day.
Qing Zhi High School.
The principal's office.
The principal was checking on the recent happenings in the school.
As a principal, he had to understand the students' situation and not just listen to the words of the head teacher or the teacher.
At this moment, the door was opened.
The person who walked in was He Xun.
He Xun nodded. "Principal."
"Mr He is here." The principal pushed his glasses up. "Sit."
He Xun sat down.
"It's early April now." The principal flipped through the calendar. "The first interview at Norton University is at the end of May."
He Xun nodded. "That's right."
If one wanted to enter Norton University, the school had to personally send an invitation letter.
Without an invitation letter, the top scorer in the college entrance examination couldn't enter Norton University.
But this was for external reasons.
For internal reasons, Norton University would organize three interviews.
Only students who graduated from Norton University could qualify for the interview.
This was also why Qing Zhi hired He Xun at a high price.
Because of He Xun, Qing Zhi had the qualifications to enter Norton University.
As long as one student entered Norton University, Qing Zhi would immediately squeeze into the ranks of the top high schools in the world.
He Xun had a total of three interviews in his hands.
Although it was very little, the principal was already very satisfied.
"I thought about it. How about this." The principal thought for a moment and said, "Two interviews will be reserved for the international class, and the last one will be reserved for the top scorer in the year, Mr He. What do you think?"
"Principal's decision is naturally good." He Xun had no objections. "But Norton University doesn't only look at results."
Actually, he wasn't very sure. After all, his school was only a D-grade.
According to his tutor, only students from an S-grade school were considered true students of Norton University.
If he asked, his tutor would say that this was confidential and that he wasn't qualified to know.
Until now, He Xun didn't know what level he had to reach to be able to enter an S-grade school.
"Then it's settled." The principal nodded. "I remember that Mr He knows people from the Royal Academy of Arts."
He Xun understood. "Principal, when I go to Norton University, I'll also take the top students from the third-year art class?"
"That's right." The principal said, "But I might need you to take another student. Ying Zijin's results in this art festival are very good. I think she can give it a try."
The Royal Academy of Arts was also a top university in the world.
He hoped that every student could have the best future.
He Xun didn't even think about it and rejected it coldly. "I'm sorry, Principal, I don't think that's necessary."
The Royal Academy of Arts also needed results in cultural studies. With Ying Zijin's level, what could she do even if she went there?
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One and a half million was already very rich.
The technological big boss Ye Zhuo from another world was reborn as a fake daughter of a wealthy family.
The fake daughter took over the magpie's nest and was hated by everyone in the circle.
She was ridiculed. "You can't even compare to the real daughter's little finger!"
"Illegitimate daughter! Shameless! "
In response, Ye Zhuo chuckled.
Haha …
Fake daughter?
Illegitimate daughter?
With a bad hand, she could still turn the situation around and stir up a storm!
Just when Ye Zhuo was used to the identity of the illegitimate daughter —
The secret that had been hidden for many years was suddenly exposed. The illegitimate daughter in everyone's eyes suddenly changed and became a deep-rooted daughter of a powerful family.
It turned out that the head of the Lin family, who was famous in Huaxia, was actually her biological father!
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