Chapter 107: 105 Future Boyfriend, Must Be In Control [2 Updates]

As soon as she heard Ying Luwei’s tone, Lu Zhi understood.

The Ying Family was also kept in the dark and knew nothing.

But Lu Zhi couldn’t care less at the moment, she anxiously said, “Luwei, I’m begging you to do me a favor, could you put in a good word for me with your niece, so she employs me, please?”

“I really need this job at Shao Ren Hospital, I can’t go back to the capital, and also…”

“Wait a second,” Ying Luwei said with a frown, interrupting her, “What are you talking about?”

“The divine healer!” Lu Zhi took a breath and slowed down, “Ying Zijin is the divine healer you’ve been looking for!”

“Lu Zhi, you really know how to joke,” Ying Luwei said, applying her lipstick and looking at herself in the mirror, “How much she weighs, do you think I, as her aunt, don’t understand?”

She added with a hint of scorn, “You really don’t have to elevate her, I remember you hated her as well, didn’t you? Why are you speaking up for her now?”

“Luwei, it’s true!” Lu Zhi got even more anxious when she heard the disbelief, “Ying Zijin really is the divine healer, I saw her at Shao Ren Hospital, and she was my interviewer.”

If it weren’t for her own eyes witnessing it, she would never have believed it either.

But reality slapped her hard, and now she still couldn’t accept it.

Lu Zhi went on, “Luwei, could you please go and ask her if she can let bygones be bygones? You are still relatives after all, she will consider your face.”

“Alright, Lu Zhi,” Ying Luwei finally became a bit impatient upon hearing this, but her tone remained gentle, “I need to practice the piano now, we can talk about everything else after my concert is over.”

Without waiting for Lu Zhi to say anything further, she hung up the call and switched her phone to Do Not Disturb mode.

“Isn’t that funny?” Ying Luwei twirled a strand of hair and looked at her agent beside her, “I don’t know if Lu Zhi is just too frustrated with her career, but she told me Ying Zijin is a divine healer, and that she wants to beg her, it’s just too hilarious.”

If Ying Zijin were a divine healer, then why would she voluntarily give her blood that year?

The agent laughed as well: “That fake niece of yours just comes from a small county, and it’s a poor one at that. Even if she really knows some medical techniques, they’re probably just some folk remedies.”

“Right,” Ying Luwei sighed with a laugh, “It’s like those illnesses that you go to the temple and eat divine soil for, and then end up dead.”

“Forget about all that,” the agent shook her head, “Just take good care of the Old Madam and practice the pieces you’re going to play at the concert; your reputation will be restored soon enough.”

Up to now, the online disdain for Ying Luwei had not subsided.

Speaking of this, Ying Luwei was filled with resentment, “I can’t stand it anymore, is ‘Sun and Moon’ really meant to be played by a human?”

She still couldn’t play it completely to this day, and truly didn’t know how Vera Hall had managed to compose such a piece.

“According to those pianists abroad, ‘Sun and Moon’ actually doesn’t have an original score,” the agent said with a frown, “So, it’s very possible that some notes are incorrect.”

She also comforted, “But, after so long, no one knows exactly what the original piece was like; as long as you play it close enough, that would be fine.”

Today, only a few international pianists have played ‘Sun and Moon’, and they are all masters.

However, according to the written accounts of those who had attended Vera Hall’s concerts, it still falls short of the original version.

“I’m just afraid I won’t be able to play it when the time comes,” Ying Luwei fretted, “Forget it, I’ll just keep practicing and see if there are any other solutions by then.”

The agent nodded, “I’ll go buy you some snacks.”

**

The next day, a post suddenly appeared on the forum of Verdant Middle School.

[Title]: I heard Ying Zijin made a bet with the Elite Class students!

[Content]: The poster witnessed the bet and was so thrilled that they had to share it with everyone. It all started when a Lu surnamed boy, who fancies Goddess Zhong, couldn’t stand Ying Zijin bullying Goddess Zhong.

So, in a fit of anger over a beauty, he bet that if Ying Zijin could pass any subject in the midterm exam, he would live-stream eating feces, otherwise Ying Zijin must no longer bully Goddess Zhong and must publicly apologize to her.

Guess who will win?

This post quickly got bumped to the very top of the homepage.

[2nd Floor]: Do you even need to ask? She’s definitely not going to pass. Have you heard that their bet is on the Elite Class papers, do I even need to mention how difficult those are?

[3rd Floor]: Hard as hell, even my brother, a college student specializing in engineering, couldn’t solve some of the problems, let alone Ying Zijin, forget it.

…

[147th Floor]: I bet Ying Zijin will pass because I really want to watch this Lu surnamed boy live-stream eating feces.

[148th Floor]: Count me in on that as well.

…

[359th Floor]: I’ve taken a screenshot, just waiting for the results, I’m also quite keen to see the Lu surnamed boy live-stream eating feces.

[360th Floor]: I’m different, I want to see Ying Zijin embarrass herself, after all her grades… hahaha, they’re just too hilarious.

Students from the Elite Class also saw the post.

“Zhiwan, does Lu Fang have no brains?” a girl asked in disbelief, “What if he loses? Will he really eat feces?”

Zhong Zhiwan remained indifferent and seemingly unconcerned.

But she was rather curious to know what Ying Zijin’s performance would look like in the midterm exams.

Having a bit of artistic skill won’t amount to much if you don’t do well in studies.

Zhong Zhiwan didn’t even look at the forum posts; she was studying seriously.

Physics was her weakest subject, and while she was not without competition, she had to maintain her position as the top student in her grade.

**

Class 19.

“Who is this person posting? They have no sense of public responsibility.” The younger brother said indignantly as he pounded the desk, “If I catch them, I’ll let Brother Ran bust their head.”

The school forum was anonymous, and even the usernames were nothing but randomly generated strings of numbers and letters.

Each time you replied, it was different.

“Alright, stop being angry,” Xiu Yu said casually, “After all, when the time comes, it will be Lu Fang who’s humiliated, not you.”

“I just can’t stand them looking down on our Daddy Ying.” The younger brother, handling eight different accounts, began to reply, “Wait until the results come out, that’ll scare them to death.”

What was a mere exam to their Daddy Ying who could even give lectures?

Ying Zijin didn’t pay attention to the school forum; she was outside the classroom answering a phone call.

“Boss, have you eaten?”

*Click*

“Wait, wait, I’m sorry, Boss,” Nie Chao said quickly, realizing his mistake. “I really have something important!”

Ying Zijin glanced at the time: “You have one minute.”

“Boss, do you know The Seventh Young Master went abroad?” Nie Chao got straight to the point, “Didn’t you ask where he was going?”

“I know, but I didn’t ask.”

Nie Chao was at a loss for words, blocked by those four words: “…”

He finally understood Sister Ying was never one for many words.

It just sometimes depended on whom she was speaking to and whether they deserved a few more words or not.

“Boss, why don’t you ask?” Nie Chao, despite being frustrated, didn’t forget to add, “Your future boyfriend, you should be concerned!”

“…”

Ying Zijin didn’t want to continue the conversation and hung up the phone.

Having been back on Earth for so long, of course, she knew what a boyfriend was.

But she had no interest in that regard; living a comfortable retirement life and raising pigs was enough for her.

As for Fu Yunshen?

He was determined to be her brother.

Sometimes, he even tried to take over Dad’s job.

And, on occasion, he was so meticulous it was like he took on the role of Mom too.

He never seemed tired, and in fact, appeared to enjoy it.

She felt that this kind of relationship was not bad at all.

Ying Zijin declined Nie Chao’s call once again, put her phone back in her pocket, and followed Xiu Yu downstairs.

For high school students, the most enjoyable days were often those with physical education class, especially when it was time for free activities.

Verdant Middle School emphasized the all-round development of students, offering a variety of specialty classes.

Besides common sports like basketball and soccer, there were also classes for fencing, billiards, karate, and gym training, among others.

There were designated activity areas, with changing rooms on the side, separated for boys and girls.

Jiang Ran had changed into his basketball gear, his muscle lines smooth, exuding the vibrant energy of youth.

It was no wonder that many girls, despite knowing he was a tough school bully to deal with, still secretly admired him.

“Tsk, this guy has a Taekwondo match tomorrow,” Xiu Yu shrugged, “I don’t know where they come from, challenging him as if they have a death wish. They really think everyone is like Daddy Ying.”

On the surface, Jiang Ran was a black belt in Taekwondo.

In reality, he also trained in Ancient martial arts.

Although it was just the basics and he usually didn’t use Inner Strength, he was far from an ordinary opponent.

Ying Zijin nodded but didn’t say anything.

Meanwhile, the younger brother came over happily, carrying a pair of shoes.

“Brother Ran, your new shoes.”

“They’re ugly and cost me tens of thousands,” Jiang Ran took them with some disdain but prepared to put them on anyway.

Ying Zijin was observing the sports field when her eyes suddenly paused, she turned back, “Don’t wear them.”