Chapter 361: Ying Zijin: It’s Me [1 update]

When acting as Yun Heyue's assistant, Ying Zijin only wore a mask and did not do any disguise or other dressing.

When she went to the "Youth 202" program crew, she only let Qin Lingyu and Xie Manyu see her without a mask.

Producer Li, director and other staff members didn't pay any attention at all. They even forgot about Yun Heyue's assistants.

All matters are discussed by the female secretary.

"Accept the punishment of the God of Study!" 》This program is very popular, but its popularity is far less than those entertainment variety shows. After all, too few people will watch academic programs.

How many people would spend their free time watching a group of academic elites discuss Laplace transform?

It can be said that most of the audience went to watch the show because of Ying Zijin’s appearance.

The one who discovered the problem was Ying Zijin's number one fan girl.

She also joined the super topic of the Divine Medicine Couple and lived by photoshopping photos every day.

At first, she just felt familiar with the photo, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong.

So she specifically took a screenshot of Ying Zijin's side profile and compared it with this picture.

Finally, from the length of eyelashes, hairstyle, forehead and a series of other clues, it was determined that this was Ying Zijin.

But after she posted this comment, she was immediately ridiculed.

[It’s so funny, you can even defeat God?] In my opinion, it's just an ugly monster. There are people here. When she puts on the mask, she is a beauty. Once she takes off the mask, she affects the appearance of the city. 】

[After some checking, I found out that this Lord Ying is from Qingzhi Middle School, one of the three top high schools in China. I don't need to tell you how wealthy Qingzhi is, right? Would someone go and be an assistant? Stop dreaming. 】

[If she is the Ying God you are talking about, I will twist her neck off. 】

It is indeed difficult to convince others without a direct facial comparison.

The little fangirl was very angry.

I typed a few words on my phone and sent two private messages.

[Grandpa, look, this is our God Ying, right? 】

[That group of people actually said that Ying Shen is not as good-looking as Ye Xi. I am so pissed! 】

**

When Mr. Zhong received these two private messages, he had just come out of the Imperial Capital Airport and got into the car.

Ying Zijin came to pick him up, and Ying Tianlu came along as a side job.

She didn't have much feeling for Ying Tianlu, and all her emotions were originally very weak.

The things that she truly cares about can be counted on one hand.

Ying Tianlu also knew this, so he neither approached nor moved away, but just stood by quietly.

"Zijin, is this you?" Mr. Zhong shook his phone and as soon as he asked, he confirmed it himself, "It must be you."

He could recognize his granddaughter even if she was wearing an Arab robe.

Ying Zijin took a look and said, "It's me."

As long as things on Weibo don't come to her attention, she doesn't need to care about it, as there will be special people to take care of it.

Ying Tianlu also looked over and frowned slightly: "Be an assistant? Are you short of money? Big brother has some."

"Well, no, I sneaked in—" Ying Zijin's expression did not change at all, "Look at the good-looking young meat."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhong agreed and was happy. "Look around more and have more choices, so you won't be cheated."

Ying Tianlu: “…”

He felt that his sister was talking nonsense in all seriousness.

After seeing a man like Fu Yunshen, who else could catch your eye?

Mr. Zhong went on to say, "After the New Year, it won't be long before you have your coming-of-age ceremony. You'll be old enough to get engaged. Grandpa will help you check things out."

Ying Zijin thought for a moment: "Engagement?"

Coming of age ceremony, does this mean anything?

"Yes, wait until grandpa has selected all the young masters in Shanghai and the imperial capital, and then let you take a look." Old Master Zhong nodded, "But don't make a promise yet. You've only been back for two years, and grandpa wants to keep you longer."

Ying Zijin yawned and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't get married."

What’s the point of getting married?

"No, no." Mr. Zhong blew his beard and glared, "I still want to hug my great-grandson."

Ying Zijin had no expression on his face and turned around: "You still have a grandson."

"I'm not a child anymore. What choices do adults make?" Mr. Zhong waved his hand and said, "I want both my great-grandson and my great-great-grandson."

“…”

"That's right, Tianlu, you'll be twenty-six after your birthday this year." Old Master Zhong was reminded, "I won't let you give me a great-grandson right away, you have to bring a partner back, right?"

Ying Tianlu didn't expect that the anger would directly reach him. He looked a little annoyed: "Grandpa, let's talk later."

"I don't think anyone wants you." Mr. Zhong snorted coldly, "Where did you say you were going?"

"Feng Shui Alliance." Ying Tianlu sighed, "It's on a street in the south. There's a temple over there. I'm going to go burn some incense."

Ying Zijin turned around and asked: "Feng Shui Alliance?"

When Ying Tianlu saw the girl ask him, he felt a pang in his heart, but more of a joy.

He sat up straight and explained seriously, "The Feng Shui Alliance is an organization formed by several powerful Feng Shui masters and some Feng Shui enthusiasts in the imperial capital."

"Even the Mu family and the Nie family sometimes go to the Feng Shui Alliance to ask those Feng Shui masters to help with Feng Shui."

"There are also builders who, when selecting sites to build high-rise buildings, will also ask Feng Shui masters for advice."

In this way, you can avoid misfortune and seek good fortune.

There are more than a dozen Feng Shui masters in the Feng Shui Alliance, but only three of them are the most famous.

The person Ying Tianlu made an appointment with was a Feng Shui master with the surname Wenren, and people outside called him Master Wenren.

He was lucky to have managed to make an appointment.

The starting price for a meeting with this Master Wenren is 500,000, not including the content of the inquiry and the solution.

As long as he could know why he had such a dream, Ying Tianlu didn't care how much money he spent.

"I see." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "Among those Feng Shui masters, is there anyone with the surname Diwu?"

She had never heard of any Feng Shui Alliance in the imperial capital.

There was a similar organization during the imperial period, but it did not survive for long before being banned by the imperial court.

"The fifth?" Ying Tianlu hesitated and shook his head, "It seems not."

Ying Zijin lowered his head and thought for a moment.

It seems to be just a very ordinary organization.

Even though there are fewer and fewer people in the Fifth Family who have the talent for divination, they are still not comparable to other Feng Shui masters.

Ying Zijin opened WeChat and clicked on the profile picture of Fifth Month.

[Do you know Feng Shui Alliance? 】

The reply was very quick, and it was obvious that they didn't copy the book carefully.

[Feng Shui Alliance?] You know, I always go there to cheat people and make money. Hehe, there are so many fools there, I can just fool them a few times. 】

Ying Zijin raised his head, glanced at Ying Tianlu, and then looked away.

She remembered that the Fifth Shaoxian was not like the Fifth Moon.

Fifth Month's habit of making money is comparable to that of Caesar Laurent.

At this time, May sent another message.

[I'm going to the Feng Shui Alliance to cheat money this afternoon. Master Ying, do you want to come with me? 】

The reason why Diwu Yue used this title was because her grandfather Diwuchuan pulled her ears every day and told her again and again that Ying Zijin was a master and the person that their Diwu family should follow.

Diwu Yue is not yet the head of the Diwu family, so she doesn’t know anything about Diwu Shaoxian.

But even if Diwuchuan didn't say so, Diwu Yue had already noticed that Ying Zijin was unusual.

Ying Zijin lowered his eyes, looked lazy, and typed a few words.

[Well, I'll go with you.] 】

[Okay, see you this afternoon. Master Ying, don’t worry, everyone at the Feng Shui Alliance knows me, and it doesn’t cost any money to follow me in. 】

[Don’t call me Master Ying.] 】

[Ah, why?] 】

[That sounds too old.] 】

【……】

**

Ying Zijin sent Grandpa Zhong to the hotel, had lunch with her, and then left.

She took a taxi to Feng Shui Alliance.

The Feng Shui Alliance is not hidden, it is located in a building next to the temple.

After Ying Zijin got off the car, he saw Diwu Yue squatting on the steps like a refugee, biting a piece of dogtail grass.

"Miss!" Wu Yue jumped up immediately, "You are finally here."

"Okay." Ying Zijin put on a mask, "Let's go."

"Eighty percent of the Feng Shui Alliance are scammers," Wu Yue said, "but some people still believe them. Look, if you want to enter, you have to pay 99 yuan for a ticket. They are really good at making money."

After saying that, she patted her chest and said, "But I am just a nominal Feng Shui master here, so I can save the ticket money."

The person in charge of ticket checking saw the ID card hanging on Wu Yue and let her in.

There were a lot of people and stalls inside.

Some calculate marriage, some calculate career, and so on.

"Miss, this way." Diwu Yue took Ying Zijin inside, turned a few corners, and came to a house.

Ying Zijin looked up: "What is this?"

(End of this chapter)