"Benefactor?" Suzhen poked her head out from another room and saw her running towards her excitedly.

"My benefactor! When did you come back? Why didn't you tell us? We should have come to pick you up!"

Shen Jiezhu smiled at her and said, "I came back so late at night. You guys have a competition today, so you must get enough sleep. Besides, I came back quietly, so no one knew I was back, hahaha."

After hearing her say this, one of the disciples slowly raised his phone: "Uh... Master Shen, someone was recording a vlog of returning to China in the middle of the night and accidentally filmed you. Now all netizens know that you are back..."

"Ah? Let me see."

Shen Jiezhu was stunned. When she came back yesterday, it was so late that there were few people at the airport. She was wearing a hat, a mask, and was fully armed. How could someone take a picture of her?

The disciple handed the phone to her, and Suzhen came over to watch it together.

Well...the girl was putting on makeup in the bathroom, and she was washing her hands nearby. She fixed her hair at that time, so she was not wearing a hat.

Just such a small detail exposed myself.

Shen Jiezhu sighed and said, "It's okay. Just let it go. It won't affect our competition."

A disciple was laughing wildly beside them.

"Hahaha! I saw the video that Li Taizheng sent over. The entrance to the fortune-telling parlor has been blocked. Haha! So funny. His phone fell to the ground and broke."

"It's too early to laugh. Our door is the same. Metaphysics enthusiasts, netizens who like to watch the fun, and fans have all come here and are now blocking the door! Today, we can't get out!"

An Shang's voice suddenly came from behind. Shen Jiezhu saw that her disciples were trying to hold back their laughter and had strange expressions on their faces, so she turned around curiously to look over.

An Shang's clothes were disheveled, his hair was a mess, like a bird's nest. Not only was there a lipstick mark on his white T-shirt, but it was also torn into strange shapes, and even the shape was gone.

"Brother, what happened to your neck?"

After Suzhen reminded her, Shen Jiezhu discovered that there was a red mark on An Shang's Adam's apple, as if it was strangled by something, or it might be caused by something rubbing against it vigorously.

"Ahem." An Shang touched his neck.

"I get angry just talking about this. Just now, when I walked in, someone grabbed my collar. Look how hard I was strangled. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would probably be lying there now! Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you couldn't come this time. Fortunately, you came!"

Shen Jiezhu looked at An Shang approaching and couldn't help shaking her head with a smile.

"You guys don't dare to fight if I'm not here? The director has said that we can only win this time and can't lose. It's so hard to get a chance to compete with the disciples of the fortune-telling hall. If he doesn't get first place, he will lose face!"

"Humph, the curator left long ago without caring about us, leaving us here to fend for ourselves!"

"That's right, the curator probably forgot about us!"

The disciples immediately found the opportunity and started to complain. Shen Jiezhu made a gesture and the whole place fell silent: "Don't waste your words, change your clothes quickly, and the naked ones should get dressed, be careful of the impact!"

The disciple who was called out crossed his hands weakly, squatted behind the person next to him, and just smiled foolishly with embarrassment.

When Shen Jiezhu saw his expression, she covered her face in confusion, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Hahaha, don't be embarrassed. I see you were the one running the most just now. Okay, I'll go change my clothes too. We'll leave in the car in 20 minutes!"

Shen Jiezhu was standing there still wearing her morning exercise clothes. After all, the fortune-telling parlor was a serious occasion and it was something that needed to be taken seriously. Doing the best in etiquette was the right attitude.

In the disciples' hearts, Shen Jiezhu's words were as good as gold. As soon as she spoke, everyone quieted down and started to prepare.

Shen Jiezhu changed into a long cheongsam of pale blue, with exquisite patterns and excellent texture. The whole cheongsam has a strong sense of luster. It is not the very tight one in the online videos, but a slightly loose style, which of course also shows the figure better.

She wore a darker cape on her shoulders with a circle of green tassels at the bottom, and five-centimeter high heels, which brought her overall proportions to an extremely perfect level.

The bluish-white color is quiet and light, and paired with light makeup, she has an outstanding temperament.

Because of her master's teachings, Shen Jiezhu has become accustomed to tying her hair up in metaphysical occasions with many people, and this time was no exception.

All the black hair was tied up behind her head and fixed with peach wood branches. Some of the hair on her temples was too short and fell down before it could be fixed. It fell by her ears and lingered in the breeze.

The ice bead earrings are not as eye-catching as pearls, but they complement her clothes very well.

After Shen Jiezhu had packed up, she stood in front of the main hall waiting for her disciples.

When An Shang came out, he saw her body bathed in sunlight, with her back to them, looking up at the words on the stone tablet. From a distance, it looked like the words were glowing.

"Sister." An Shang called her.

"My benefactor, you look so good!"

Shen Jiezhu was about to raise her hand to touch the words above, but when she heard his voice, she withdrew her hand and turned around to look.

The face appeared before my eyes inch by inch, with cool dark eyebrows, affectionate peach blossom eyes, a tall and beautiful nose, and a smile at the corners of her lips, as warm as the morning light.

A gentle beauty, without saying a word, just standing there is enough to amaze the world.

An Shang didn't say anything, just stood there looking at her. He was wearing a dark black office uniform, and had taken off his usual earrings and necklaces. His hair was neatly groomed, which made him look more reserved.

Shen Jiezhu looked at him and suddenly realized that An Shang was a complete cocky and pretentious person when they first met him, but now, he has really become much more reserved.

At least in front of me, he is always respectful.

Moreover, he seemed to have grown taller. He was almost as tall as me before, but now, when I was wearing high heels, I had to look up slightly to see him.

No one spoke for a while.

The disciple behind An Shang silently put away his phone.

Fortunately, no one found him. But to be honest, Master Shen is so handsome...

Shen Jiezhu shifted her gaze away from An Shang and tilted her head to look at the disciples behind him.

Everyone prepared props, and at a glance, they had quite a lot of them. There was nothing wrong with preparing bells and Bagua diagrams, but some people even took out the talismans they had just learned a few days ago.

You're really brave to show your half-baked skills to others...

"Master, I just used it to scare the people in other museums. Hehe, I will definitely not draw randomly. Look, I didn't even prepare cinnabar and ink. Look! My brush has no hair! It's bald!"

Shen Jiezhu looked at the brush in his hand and pursed her lips silently to suppress her smile.

It's really hard for the three hairs above.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Shen Jiezhu finally nodded with great satisfaction: "Very good, no one is late, let's go!"

Having said that, she planned to squat down and take out her box, which contained things she had prepared, which might be useful for her disciples in the competition.

Before she could squat down, An Shang had already picked up her box.

"Sister, let's go."

…

Shen Jiezhu's eyes softened and she thanked him softly: "Thank you."

"Isn't this what I should do? Sister, you don't have to say thank you." The other disciples had already walked out the door, and An Shang stood behind her holding the box, as if he was going to follow her.

Shen Jiezhu said nothing more and walked forward.

As soon as I raised my feet, a chill suddenly descended over my head.

She looked up and saw everything was pitch black. It was An Shang holding an umbrella for her.

"Thank you……"

“It should be.”

She walked at the end, looking at the smiling faces in front of her, full of youthful vitality. Suzhen snatched a particularly red apple from a junior brother and immediately ran towards Shen Jiezhu.

"Benefactor, eat the apple!"

The junior brother who was chasing her also caught up and ran to the other side of Shen Jiezhu. He took out a bigger and redder apple from his bag and washed it very quietly, with water droplets on it: "Master Shen, eat this, that one is sour, this one is sweet!"

"Just eat it, I'll have breakfast in the evening."

"Master, you can't refuse a vitamin supplement!" The disciple stuffed the apple into Suzhen's hand without saying a word, then snatched the apple from Suzhen's hand and ran away.

Suzhen immediately chased after them, and the two of them were fighting and quarreling, and actually ran to the front.

The bus stopped at the door. The two rushed to the front and opened the door. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned.

"Aaaaaaah! What a cool wizard house! I love you guys!"

"Fuck, my blood tank is empty. I said their uniforms are the best looking. Putting them on makes me feel like King Yan is coming to take my life!"

"Where are the pigs? They look like pigs!"

"Don't push! Clear the way in front of the door. They still need to get on the bus."

While still some distance away from the gate, Shen Jiezhu had already heard screams and flashing lights.

When the disciples saw this, they immediately stepped out to clear a path for Shen Jiezhu. With so many people around, if they didn’t clear a path, Master Shen would definitely be squeezed and injured.

"Make way! Don't crowd! Just take pictures, don't use force!"

"Where are you touching? Stand still and don't push forward. Do you want to see Master Shen get hurt?"

Master Shen is wearing a cheongsam today. Such a beautiful look cannot be ruined at the door!

Soon, the situation at the door stabilized. When Shen Jiezhu was about to reach the door, she saw the disciples standing on both sides, clearing a way for her to get on the bus.

There were disciples on both sides wearing black clothes. At first glance, they looked like high-ranking bodyguards.

Hahaha, when did I have such a grand show? Shen Jiezhu couldn't help but lower her eyes, smiled and shook her head, without stopping her steps, and finally appeared in front of everyone.

A brief silence.

"Puff! Hurry up, give me the camera! If I don't want to eat it, why would I eat it when it's so beautiful! Hurry up and take a picture!"

"The cheongsam has become a spirit, right? It's on the headlines. Hurry up and write the article. I want to publish it!"

"Ahhhhhhh Zhuzhu! Zhuzhu you're really back! You're so beautiful Zhuzhu! I love you!"

"Come on, Zhuzhu, you are the best! We will always support you!"

"Thank you for coming. I will do my best in the disciple competition. When there is new news, I will post it on Instagram and Weibo. It's so hot, everyone go back quickly! I love you too!"

The flash lights kept flashing in front of her eyes, and Shen Jiezhu narrowed her eyes subconsciously while answering her fans.

The reporters became even more excited, and the lights flashed faster.

Suddenly, a blackness blocked all the light. Shen Jiezhu finally opened her eyes and turned her head in surprise. An Shang held an umbrella in front of her and said, "Sister, get in the car."

Shen Jiezhu did not refuse, and finally got on the car under the cover of an umbrella. She chose a seat a little further forward, leaning against the window and talking to her fans.

The other disciples got on the bus one by one, and Shen Jiezhu waved to everyone: "Bye, everyone, let's go back quickly!"

"Bye bye Zhuzhu, wuwuwu, this is my first time to be in close contact with Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu is so gentle, so beautiful, even prettier than on TV!"

"Zhuzhu's cheongsam is absolutely amazing. It's so beautiful. Is this Chinese clothing?"

"right."

"Ah... I think Korean clothes will definitely look good too. Why does she want to wear Chinese clothes? I always feel that she likes China more."

"How is that possible? Zhuzhu's master is Chinese, so Zhuzhu must know China very well. But Zhuzhu also likes us very much. Even if she doesn't sleep, she will rush back overnight to participate in the disciple competition. She is so tired, but she still wants to meet us in the best condition. Of course she likes us more!"

"Oh, it's all because of the rules. All the Chinese rules don't have the chance to meet Zhu Zhu, but we can still talk to her face to face. How great!"

"Yes, we must unite."

In fact, Shen Jiezhu had already considered what people might say about her for wearing a cheongsam, so after she got in the car, she posted an Instagram and Weibo post.

[Your Zhuzhu suddenly appeared, and I'm in Seoul. I'm looking forward to the disciple competition. Here I come! (ps: I spent a long time choosing clothes. I've tried Korean clothes, but I feel that Chinese cheongsam is more suitable for operation. If I have to demonstrate to my disciples on the spot, Korean clothes will wrap me up kkk!)]

The accompanying pictures are photos of cheongsam, Western-style dress, and Korean clothing put together, which means that she has indeed carefully selected the clothes and that cheongsam is indeed more suitable.

With this news in the front, no one mentioned the Korean clothes in the various videos and photos of Shen Jiezhu's departure that were released later, and all kinds of bad suspicions were strangled in the cradle.

Not even a bud has sprouted.

Among the Reuters videos, a video shot in a wizard house successfully broke through the siege and soared to the top of the video list.

From this angle, you can tell at first glance that this photo was taken by a disciple.

Shen Jiezhu stood under the stone tablet and turned around.

In just a dozen seconds of video, everyone saw a moment that lasted a thousand years. That kind of quiet and gentle atmosphere touched everyone's heart softly. Soon, this video was hailed as the most stunning video of the year.

Even the media gave it high praise.

[The beauty that strikes the heart, the stunning look that astonishes the world! ]

[The cheongsam becomes a spirit, Shen Jiezhu looks back at the famous scene! ]

[A “textbook-like” look back at classics, is Shen Jiezhu a natural actor? ]

It was as exaggerated as ever. When Shen Jiezhu saw it, she accepted it very calmly, without any fluctuation in her mood.

Korean media... that's how it is.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the fortune-telling hall. Just as An Shang had said before, the number of fans at the entrance of the fortune-telling hall was as huge as that of the wizarding hall.

The car couldn't drive in, so people had to get out and clear the way.

Just like before, the disciples of the Wizarding House went down to clear the way, but unfortunately this time there were too many people and all the disciples were used up, so only half of the way was cleared. Fortunately, Chi Chang-hyun finally came out with the disciples of the fortune-telling house, and they escorted Shen Jiezhu in.

When passing by Ji Chang Hyun, Shen Jiezhu paused slightly, looked up at the weakness and sickness on his face, and after just two seconds, she retracted her gaze and walked in.

Ji Chang Hyun's health is getting worse.

If we really want to help him, we have to hurry.

Shen Jiezhu had a smooth journey and, under the guidance of Chi Changxian and other disciples of the fortune-telling hall, successfully arrived at the venue where the disciples' competition was held.

When she saw the structure of the entire venue, Shen Jiezhu suddenly raised her eyebrows, with more interest in her eyes.

Interesting...

The design of the fortune-telling hall is a bit like the ancient Roman Colosseum.

The ancient Roman Colosseum was originally a structure of layers of oppression, and was filled with a lot of evil spirit.

When the fortune-telling hall was designed, the height of each floor was deliberately lowered to eliminate the evil spirit. Although each platform looks different in height, in the field of metaphysics, everything is equal.

The people from other museums have already arrived.

We arrived at the Wizarding Museum early, and the other museums even earlier. There was still an hour left before the start, and I had no idea what everyone was waiting for.

Shen Jiezhu, who was successfully rolled up, arrived at the place where the directors were sitting amid the greetings of her disciples. There was an empty seat there, which was specially prepared for her.

You can tell at first glance that it’s a new addition, and the color is brighter than other places.

Shen Jiezhu greeted all the curators and sat down. An Shang stood beside him holding the box.

"You should go sit down too. It's so tiring to stand here..."

Shen Jiezhu whispered to him: "I don't think I'll need this thing. If I need it, you can come up and help me. But I think you must be there when I use it~"

This is something to test everyone's ability.

An Shang is not here, what's the point of testing?

After hearing her say this, An Shang did not insist anymore, but nodded, returned to his seat in the Wizarding Pavilion, and sat at the front row.

He is the senior brother, and he is the one who maintains order in the front.

Everyone was seated, and there were still fifty minutes before the disciple competition began. Shen Jiezhu sighed in her heart, feeling helpless.

What's the point of rolling it around?

Now, there are still 50 minutes to go and everyone is already seated.

What are you doing sitting here?

Are you just staring?

Even if I stare at you for fifty minutes, I can't stand it...

Sister Shen Zhu just looked at the disciples at first, then she went to the back, leaned back in the chair, and fiddled with the apple in her hand. Such a long time had passed that she became hungry from waiting.

I really want to eat...

At this point, the curators seemed to feel that it was awkward to sit there like this, and they finally started to find topics to chat about.

Although some topics made them more embarrassed, the scene finally had some voices and became a little more lively.

The disciples finally started talking, whispering to each other, and no one knew what they were saying.

Shen Jiezhu said nothing and tried hard to make herself transparent.

But despite this, she could not escape the embarrassment, because Director Che Chengzheng made small talk and after torturing the directors of the other three museums, he turned around and started torturing her.

"Pig, I see the apple in your hand is quite red. What are you going to do with it?"

…

"I'm going to eat... because I'm hungry."

“Are you hungry now?”

"It's okay. I'm not particularly hungry."

Che Chengzheng: "Your apple is so red, it must be delicious, right?"

"I haven't eaten it yet. I don't know. How about you try it first, Director?"

"Hahahaha, how can this be so embarrassing."

Che Chengzheng smiled and took the apple.

With just a few words, Shen Jiezhu lost her apple.

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