Chapter 105 My Future Boyfriend Needs to Be Managed [2 Updates]
Upon hearing Ying Luwei's tone, Lu Zhi understood immediately.
The Ying family was also kept in the dark and knew nothing about it.
But Lu Zhi couldn't care less about anything else and said anxiously, "Lu Wei, I beg you to do me a favor. Can you put in a good word for your niece and get her to hire me?"
“I really need this job at Shaoren Hospital. I can’t go to Beijing, and besides…”
"Wait a minute." Ying Luwei frowned, interrupting her. "What are you talking about?"
"A miracle doctor!" Lu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. "Ying Zijin is the miracle doctor you've been looking for!"
"Lu Zhi, you really know how to joke." Ying Luwei finished applying her lipstick and looked at herself in the mirror. "How could I, as her aunt, not know her own worth?"
There was a hint of disdain in her voice: "You really don't need to flatter her. I remember you also disliked her, so why are you speaking up for her?"
“Luwei, it’s true!” Lu Zhi became even more anxious when she heard Luwei’s disbelief. “Ying Zijin really is a miracle doctor. I saw her at Shaoren Hospital. She was also my interviewer.”
She wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
But the facts were right in front of her, and reality slapped her hard in the face, something she still can't accept.
Lu Zhi then said, "Lu Wei, please go and beg her for me. Can she forgive and forget about what happened before? You are family after all, she will consider your feelings."
"Alright, Lu Zhi." Hearing this, Ying Luwei finally became a little impatient, but her tone was still gentle. "I need to practice the piano now. If there's anything else, we can talk about it after my concert."
After saying that, without waiting for Lu Zhi to say anything more, she hung up the phone and turned on Do Not Disturb mode.
"Isn't it hilarious?" Ying Luwei tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked at her manager. "I don't know if Lu Zhi is having too many setbacks in her career, but she actually told me that Ying Zijing is a miracle doctor and that she has to beg her. It's so funny."
If Ying Zijing were a miracle doctor, why would she willingly donate blood to her that year?
The agent laughed, "Your fake niece comes from a small county, a poor one at that. Even if she does know any medical skills, they're probably just folk remedies."
“Yes.” Ying Luwei sighed with a smile, “It’s the kind of illness where you get sick, go to a temple to eat sacred soil, and then you die from it.”
"Don't worry about these things," the agent shook his head. "Just take good care of the old lady and practice the pieces for the concert. Your reputation will be back soon."
Even now, the online dislike for Ying Luwei has not subsided.
Mentioning this, Ying Luwei was very resentful: "I really can't stand it anymore. Is there anyone who can play the piece 'Sun and Moon'?"
She still can't play it completely, and she really doesn't know how Vera Hall wrote this piece.
“According to those pianists abroad, there is actually no original score for ‘Sun and Moon’.” The agent frowned. “So, it’s very likely that a few notes are off.”
He then comforted her, saying, "However, so much time has passed, and no one knows what the piece was like back then. As long as you play it similarly, that's fine."
Today, only a handful of pianists worldwide have performed "Sun and Moon," and all of them are masters.
However, according to the notes of those who had attended a Vera Hall concert, it was still a little less impressive than the original.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to play it then." Ying Luwei was annoyed. "Forget it, I'll practice first and see if there's another way later."
The agent nodded: "I'll go buy you something to eat."
**
The next day, a post suddenly appeared on Qingzhi's campus forum.
[Title]: I heard that Ying Zijin made a bet with the students in the gifted class!
[Content]: The poster witnessed this bet and was so excited that they came here to share it with everyone. Here's how it started.
Because a certain male surnamed Lu likes Goddess Zhong and can't stand Ying Zijing bullying Goddess Zhong.
So, in a fit of rage for the sake of his beloved, he made a bet that if Ying Zijing passed even one of her midterms, he would eat feces live on air; otherwise, Ying Zijing would be forbidden from bullying Goddess Zhong and would have to apologize to her in public.
Who do you think will win?
Soon, this post was pushed to the top of the homepage.
[2nd Floor]: Is there even a question? She definitely won't pass. I heard that they bet on the gifted class's test paper. I don't need to tell you how difficult the gifted class's test paper is, right?
[3rd Floor]: It's incredibly difficult. Even my brother, a college student majoring in engineering, couldn't solve it. Ying Zijin? Forget about it.
...
[147th floor]: I bet Ying Zijin can pass, because I want to see this guy surnamed Lu eat feces on live stream.
[148th floor]: Upstairs, count me in.
...
[Post #359]: I've already taken a screenshot, and I'm just waiting for the results. I'd also really like to see the guy surnamed Lu eat feces on live stream.
[360th floor]: I'm different. I want to see Ying Zijing make a fool of herself. After all, her grades... hahaha, they're just too funny.
The students in the gifted program also saw the post.
"Zhiwan, is Lu Fang alright?" the girl asked speechlessly. "What if he loses? Will he really eat shit?"
Zhong Zhiwan remained indifferent, showing no concern.
But she was quite curious to see how Ying Zijing would do on the midterm exams.
Even if you have some artistic talent, you won't achieve great things if you don't excel academically.
Zhong Zhiwan didn't read the posts; she was studying very diligently.
Physics is her weakest subject, and she is not without competitors. She must protect her position as the top student in her grade.
**
Class 19.
"Who is this poster? They have no sense of public morality at all." The underling slammed his fist on the table in anger. "If I find out who it is, I'll have Brother Ran smash their head in."
The campus forums are all anonymous; there aren't even nicknames. Instead, they're randomly generated strings of numbers and letters.
Each reply is different.
"Alright, don't be angry." Xiu Yu said leisurely, "Anyway, Lu Fang will be the one eating shit in the end, so what are you worried about?"
"I just can't stand how they look down on our Ying-dad." The younger brother held eight accounts in one hand and started replying. "When the results come out, we'll scare them to death."
Their father, Ying, can even teach classes, so what's a mere exam?
Ying Zijing didn't pay attention to the campus forum; she was outside the classroom answering a phone call.
"Hey bro, have you eaten yet?"
"Hang up."
"No, no, no, I was wrong, boss." Nie Chao didn't dare to say anything more. "I have something to do, really something to do!"
Ying Zijing glanced at the time: "You have one minute."
"Boss, did you know that Seventh Young Master went abroad?" Nie Chao immediately got to the point. "Didn't you ask him where he went?"
"I know, I didn't ask."
Stunned by those four words and unsure how to respond, Nie Chao: "..."
He finally understood that Ying had never been a talkative girl.
I only occasionally look at the person I'm talking to before deciding whether to add a few more words.
"Boss, why don't you ask him?" Nie Chao said, feeling frustrated, "You have to take care of your future boyfriend!"
"..."
Ying Zijing didn't want to talk to him anymore and hung up the phone.
Having been back on Earth for so long, she certainly knew what a boyfriend was.
But she has no such plans; raising pigs is enough for her retirement.
As for Fu Yunshen?
He desperately wanted to be her brother.
Sometimes, she even tries to steal her dad's job.
She even went so far as to act as a mother herself.
He wasn't tired at all; in fact, he enjoyed it.
She felt that this kind of relationship seemed pretty good.
Ying Zijing hung up on Nie Chao's call, put her phone back in her pocket, and followed Xiu Yu downstairs.
For high school students, the most enjoyable days are undoubtedly physical education classes, especially during free time.
Qingzhi Middle School emphasizes the all-round development of students and has launched many distinctive courses.
In addition to common sports like basketball and football, it also includes fencing, billiards, karate, and weight training, among others.
There is a designated activity area, with changing rooms next to it, separated for men and women.
Jiang Ran changed into his basketball uniform, his muscles were well-defined, and he exuded youthful vigor.
It's no wonder that many girls, even knowing he was a tough school bully, still secretly fell for him.
"Tsk, this guy has a taekwondo competition tomorrow." Xiu Yu shrugged. "I wonder where he came from, that he's so stupid to fight him. Does he really think he's all yours, Father Ying?"
On the surface, Jiang Ran is a black belt in Taekwondo.
In fact, he also practiced ancient martial arts.
Although it's only the beginner level and he doesn't usually use his internal energy, he's still far beyond what ordinary people can achieve.
Ying Zijin nodded, saying nothing.
Beside him, his younger brother came over happily, carrying the shoes.
"Brother Ran, here are your new shoes."
"It's so ugly, and it cost me tens of thousands of yuan." Jiang Ran took it with some disgust, but still prepared to put it on.
Ying Zijing was looking at the playground when her gaze suddenly paused. She turned around and said, "Don't wear it."
Nie Chao: I'm a fake wingman, sob.
(End of this chapter)
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