Chapter 104: The Identity Continues to Be Revealed [1 Update]
Lu Fang immediately gloated and deliberately said loudly, "Did you hear that? The teacher told you to stand at the back as punishment."
This open class is two hours long, and it's only been a little over ten minutes.
Being punished by standing in front of the entire second-year high school class, Ying Zijing had really lost face.
With her bottom-tier academic level, what kind of questions could she possibly answer?
Still want to compare with Zhong Zhiwan?
They don't even consider whether they're qualified.
The lecture hall was filled with nearly a thousand students, and the noise grew louder and louder.
"Quiet!" The old professor slammed his hand on the table, clearly angry. "Student, either come up here and write out this problem, or stand at the back."
Several boys in the elite class who were close to Lu Fang all had expressions of watching a good show.
Even the regular classes and the honors classes joined in the fun, all shouting their encouragement.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ying Zijing stood up.
Xiu Yu tried to stop her, but she raised her hand to stop him.
However, she walked towards the blackboard, not the back of the classroom.
"..."
The sounds in the classroom fell silent for a moment, then erupted even louder.
Many of these voices came from the gifted program.
"No way, no way, even a failing student dares to do problems on the blackboard?"
"Tsk tsk, that's because when she was in our class, the teachers didn't even want to bother with her when she was sleeping. No wonder she was kicked out of the gifted class."
"I think Class 19 is quite suitable for her. Trash with trash, a garbage dump."
Jiang Ran looked up, picked up the chemistry book in his hand, and threw it directly at the gifted student who had said those words.
His eyes were slightly red as he sneered, "Shut your dog mouth."
The students immediately fell silent.
No one should mess with Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran was already considered to have restrained himself at school, but he was a real tyrant outside.
He had a fiery temper, and given the mysterious influence behind him, most students were unwilling to cross him.
Especially since Jiang Ran is a black belt in Taekwondo, he can hit people if he gets really angry.
Zhong Zhiwan bit her lip, watching Jiang Ran vent his anger for Ying Zijin, and felt extremely distressed.
She just didn't understand.
Ying Zijing has nothing but a pretty face, nothing else, so why are all the people around her starting to fawn over her?
Xiu Yu sighed, speechless. "What kind of luck does Father Ying have? So many people are making underhanded moves, how come he only targets her?"
Right next to me, another student was fast asleep and was even snoring.
Even the old professor didn't see it; it's a ghost.
"Sister Yu, you don't understand, do you?" The younger brother looked inscrutable. "It's written in the book that powerful people are always targeted. Father Ying is so powerful, so she's the one who's targeted."
"A brilliant explanation." Xiu Yu gave a thumbs up. "A master is right beside me."
Brother: "..."
He suspected that Sister Yu was mocking him, but he had no proof.
**
In front of the blackboard.
Ying Zijing picked up a piece of chalk and took a step back.
His phoenix eyes were half-closed as he looked at the problem the old professor had written on the blackboard.
This is a question about the principles of chemical reactions, which involves calculating the rate of a chemical reaction. It is a topic covered in Chemistry Elective 4.
However, it is clear that this question involves knowledge points from university-level chemistry, which is far beyond the scope of the curriculum.
The professor was originally a retired university student, so the questions he set were naturally more difficult.
Zhong Zhiwan was also looking at the questions, her brows furrowing slightly before relaxing again.
This question is easy for the gifted students, but Ying Zijing has no chance of solving it.
The gifted program always has its own set of exams, which also expand on university-level knowledge.
But Ying Zijing wasn't smart enough; she slept most of the time in class. What did she even hear?
Thinking about this, Zhong Zhiwan finally let out the pent-up frustration she had felt at the art festival and from Grandpa Zhong a while ago.
One second, two seconds... five seconds passed, and Ying Zijing was still standing there with the chalk in her hand, without making any move.
Seeing this, Lu Fang sneered: "If you can't do it, you still have to embarrass yourself up there. You've got some nerve."
Ying Zijing raised her hand and wrote a string of numbers on the blackboard.
3.479 mol/(L·min)
After she finished writing, she put down the chalk and returned to her seat.
This answer sparked even more debate.
"What kind of weird number is this? At least make it up to be a whole number!"
"Goddess Zhong has only written down the formula, she hasn't even calculated it yet, and she can already write down the answer? She's really showing off."
"This student got it right." The old professor pushed up his glasses, his voice becoming kind and pleased. "But please note that next time you should write out the steps as well, otherwise other students won't be able to understand it."
"..."
All the mocking laughter stopped immediately.
Lu Fang froze, utterly incredulous.
Oh, right?!
Zhong Zhiwan was shocked. Her fingers unconsciously clenched the draft paper, her lips pursed, and her mind was in turmoil.
She did indeed only write two formulas, without inputting any data, let alone calculating the answer.
This problem is very complicated and will take at least five minutes to solve.
How come Ying Zijin wrote down the answer in just five seconds?
Was it a fluke?
But it's just too accurate.
"Those of you who are sleeping, please wake up. We'll continue the lesson." The old professor tapped the table with his triangle ruler. "You should all learn from this student. Do your problems faster and stop dawdling."
These words made the boys from the gifted class, who had previously been the most sarcastic, feel flustered and lower their heads.
But I still don't quite agree.
"This question isn't difficult anyway, it's not like we can't solve it, right?"
"She must have been guessing. Who could have predicted that speed?"
"It was just a lucky guess, nothing more." A girl nudged Zhong Zhiwan's arm. "Right, Zhiwan?"
Zhong Zhiwan was absent-minded. Upon hearing this, she simply smiled faintly and said, "No matter what, my cousin has improved. Unlike before, she doesn't just sleep in class anymore."
"Is this what you call progress?" the girl said, sounding annoyed. "This is what every student should be doing, okay?"
"Don't say that." Zhong Zhiwan frowned. "My cousin isn't feeling well, that's why she falls asleep in class."
The girl clicked her tongue and said nothing more.
The open class ended quickly, and all the classes dispersed.
Ying Zijing slowly stretched, preparing to go back and sleep through a self-study period to recharge.
"Come on, Dudu." Xiu Yu patted the teacup pig's tail. "I've prepared some top-quality corn kernels for you."
The rest of Class 19 also went back.
Just then, Lu Fang came running up, panting, and blocked the girl's path.
"Ying Zijin, you're not allowed to leave. I have something to tell you." He spoke quickly, afraid of being rejected. "The midterm exams are at the end of April. I want to make a bet with you."
"You have to take the exams for the gifted class out of the seven science subjects. If you pass even one of them, I'll livestream myself eating shit on the school forum. How about that?"
Lu Fang was completely unaware that after he said those words, all the students in Class 19 looked over.
The way he looked at me was no different from how he looked at an idiot.
The younger man hesitated for a moment: "Um, are you... are you alright in the head?"
He looks decent enough, how come he's mentally challenged?
"What's it to you?" Lu Fang ignored his underling and sneered, "Ying Zijin, do you agree or not? If you don't agree, you're not allowed to bully Zhiwan in the future."
Lu Fang thought he would still be ignored.
To everyone's surprise, this time the girl stopped.
She turned her head, the sunlight softening her facial features, but her face was still strikingly beautiful.
Her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and her gaze shifted subtly, revealing a breathtaking beauty.
It makes it hard to breathe.
Ying Zijing glanced at him and said slowly, "Okay, remember to do a live stream."
"Ying-dad, why did you agree to him?" Back in Class 19, Xiu-yu was still puzzled. "You usually really don't pay any attention to him."
But she knew that although her father, Ying, seemed aloof, he was actually quite approachable.
Moreover, if she gives Ying Zijing a cookie, Ying Zijing will give her a new lipstick shade in return.
"Oh." Ying Zijing took a sip of her cola and said slowly, "Because I prefer melodramatic plots."
Xiu Yu: "???"
"You know—" Ying Zijing hesitated for a moment, "If I send the video of him eating that stuff to my grandfather, will the number of shares increase significantly?"
Xiu Yu: "..."
So that's why?
"It's good if it can improve." Ying Zijing rubbed her head. "Then I won't need to buy reposts for him anymore."
I don't know what Mr. Zhong's hobbies are, but his new Weibo posts always get more reposts than the previous ones, and he doesn't want fake followers.
Hopefully, Lu Fang can mention Weibo's performance to Grandpa Zhong.
She also saved some money.
Good.
**
After five days of psychological torment, Lu Zhi's mental state remained in a state of extreme collapse.
She lived in a daze from morning till night.
Whenever Lu Zhi thought of the humiliation she suffered at Shaoren Hospital that day, inflicted by Ying Zijin, whom she had always looked down upon, she felt as if her heart was being gnawed by ants.
She went to other hospitals for interviews, but most of them didn't want a traditional Chinese medicine doctor as young as her.
Because she deliberately raised drug prices last time, her father took back the pharmacy, leaving her unemployed.
The reason she didn't stay in the capital was because she failed to graduate with her master's degree.
Lu Zhi was anxious and restless, filled with regret.
If she hadn't caused trouble for Ying Zijin back then, would she have been able to stay at Shaoren Hospital?
But it's too late for regrets; what's done is done.
After thinking for a long time, Lu Zhi finally couldn't resist and called Ying Luwei.
Ying Luwei was taking care of Old Madam Ying at the hospital. She glanced at the phone, walked outside the ward, and answered, "Hello? What's up?"
"Luwei." Lu Zhi pursed her lips. "Do you know who the miracle doctor you're looking for is?"
Ying Luwei took out her lipstick and asked casually, "Who is it?"
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