Chapter 127 A Call from Norton University [2 Updates]
He Xun had always wanted to know who this learning host was.
However, this streamer only showed his hands during the live stream, without revealing his face, making it impossible for him to guess.
The number of young scholars in China with this kind of ability can be counted on one hand.
However, He Xun couldn't connect the anchor with those scholars.
However, it won't be Norton University.
Even students from D-level colleges like his wouldn't go and become live streamers or internet celebrities.
Not to mention, students from A-level and above colleges are people you would never even see in ordinary industries.
He Xun was disappointed when he discovered that he still only had one hand.
He thought for a moment and took out a card from his wallet.
After taking a photo, he sent a private message to the streamer.
**
At lunchtime, most people are eating, but the live stream is still quite popular.
Ying Zijing had only been live for a few minutes when the chat was already flooded with comments.
The pro is finally back! We've been waiting so long!
Although math makes me lose my appetite, the math explanations by the expert are quite entertaining.
[Hey buddy in front, what a coincidence! I'm also eating a bowl of rice.]
Looking at these comments, Ying Zijing paused for a moment.
She used a different tone of voice than usual: "Today we'll be talking about high school math."
Wow, this genius has finally shown some humanity! He's actually going to teach high school math, and I'm already sitting down with a little stool ready.
A high school sophomore silently passed by; finally, it was my turn to pray to the deity.
[Hey pro, why haven't you been streaming lately?]
Ying Zijing took out her elective math course 2-2 and casually replied, "Midterm exam, studying."
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The screen was filled with ellipses.
He Xun, who was also watching the live stream, frowned.
Midterm exams?
Do scholars at this level even have midterm exams?
Even if it's to avoid revealing one's identity, there's no need to use such an excuse that can be exposed so easily, right?
[What a coincidence! I also have my midterms today. You have no idea how insane the questions at our school are. I sent you a private message, take a look when you have time.]
[The genius is so down-to-earth; he even has midterms.]
While writing the questions on the paper, Ying Zijing opened her private message inbox.
Then she saw the science exam questions for the Qingzhi Elite Class: "..."
It's really a coincidence.
The test papers we did were all from the same set.
As Ying Zijing was about to close her private message inbox, her gaze shifted downwards, and she saw four words that caught her attention.
Norton University.
She opened the private message.
【Hello, great master, I am fourth on your fan list, but you haven't replied to my private messages. I don't know why.】
I graduated from Norton University and I need your help with something. Please reply when you see this.
Below this private message is an image.
Norton University graduation certificate.
It's a certificate of completion, not a graduation certificate.
Ying Zijin didn't look at it anymore.
She turned off the private message, deleted it, and then blocked the account.
Her divination abilities are still low, so it's impossible for her to figure out the identity on the other end of the internet cable.
Furthermore, she simply didn't have the leisure or inclination to go see just one person at a time.
Live streaming was just a tool for her to make money; she never took it seriously.
After an hour and a half of live streaming, Ying Zijing turned it off and then used two pens to take her English exam.
The first thirty minutes are listening comprehension exercises.
Because of her obsessive-compulsive disorder, Ying Zijing listened to the audio recordings and found herself wanting to correct the tone and pauses of the voices of the people reading the audio.
After listening, she glanced down and realized that she hadn't answered the question.
After briefly reviewing her memories, Ying Zijing picked up her pen and began answering the first listening comprehension question.
The speed at which he answers questions is still insane.
Not to mention that the English questions were all multiple choice, and the speed was off the charts.
While the students in the gifted class next door were still doing the cloze test, Ying Zijing had already finished answering the error correction questions.
She glanced at the essay assignment; it required 150 words, and she really wanted to put down her pen.
But I can't get full marks in Chinese anymore, so I'll try to do some English.
After finishing her essay in another ten minutes, Ying Zijing glanced at the time, yawned, and buried herself in her work to rest.
Qingzhi's exam was conducted exactly like the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao), and students could only hand in their papers fifteen minutes early.
Many students handed in their English papers early, and the expressions on the faces of the gifted students were rather complicated.
"I initially thought Ying Zijin was just scribbling randomly, but when I passed by her desk and glanced at it when I handed in my paper, I realized that I had never seen the words she used in her essay before."
"That proves she just wrote it down randomly, right? You've memorized IELTS vocabulary, and you've never seen it before. She probably just made it up on the spot."
"But she looked quite serious. Her answer sheet was also completely filled out. I remember that some of her answers were the same as mine."
"Then you're doomed, you got all those questions wrong."
Zhong Zhiwan didn't join their conversation, but just smiled and said, "Don't say that. My aunt even hired an English tutor for my cousin. I didn't know the answer to that question she asked in class last time."
"It's just a lucky break," Lu Fang scoffed. "Let her relax for three more days. When she comes back from her holiday, she won't be laughing anymore."
The rankings for midterm and final exams will be posted on the school bulletin board.
Of course, to take students' feelings into consideration, only the top 100 will be posted.
However, most campus forums will upload the complete rankings, and then that would be a public execution.
Because she was in a good mood, Zhong Zhiwan said, "Let's go, we finally have a holiday, I'll treat everyone to dinner."
**
The exam finished at 5:30, which was right around lunchtime.
Ying Zijing got into the Maserati: "Where shall we eat today?"
"I'm not in Shanghai today," Fu Yunshen said lazily. "I'll take you to Hengdian World Studios."
He turned his head: "Don't you want to see really beautiful female celebrities?"
He emphasized the last three words, as if to stress them out.
Ying Zijing paused in fastening her seatbelt: "The results aren't out yet."
“So, let the little one see this first.” Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow and smiled. “If he sees a really beautiful female celebrity and gets inspired, he’ll be motivated to study.”
"..."
Sometimes, she really didn't want to talk to him.
"That movie star you mentioned last time who was going to give a speech at Qingzhi is also filming there." Fu Yunshen said casually, "Then I'll take a look and see if there are any good-looking male celebrities."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin turned her head and asked, "Are you planning to become gay?"
She felt that one of the greatest inventions of the 21st century was this new kind of trendy slang.
It's actually quite interesting.
Fu Yunshen paused, looking at her with a half-smile: "Yaoyao, how can you talk like that?"
"To tell the truth."
"You look at female celebrities, I look at male celebrities, so why do you all get gay when it comes to me?"
"The internet says that girls holding hands are sisters," Ying Zijing said calmly, leaning against the car window. "Boys holding hands—"
Fu Yunshen followed up with the question: "What is it?"
"They are husband and wife."
"..."
This was the first time Fu Yunshen had ever heard of such a saying.
He raised his almond-shaped eyes and snatched the phone from the girl's hand with his free right hand: "Little girl, your phone is confiscated now. Don't look at anything abnormal."
"Your little brain is so smart, don't let it become stupid."
Ying Zijing glanced at him but didn't take the phone back.
Anyway, she needs to sleep at this time.
She took out a blanket and wrapped herself in it, leaving Fu Yunshen with her back exposed.
"..."
Fu Yunshen looked slightly helpless, his light amber pupils flickering with a gentle, alluring light.
Their child is really hard to please.
**
He Xun didn't receive a reply from the aspiring broadcaster until the end of the workday, and he became somewhat anxious.
But he clearly saw that this learning streamer also talked about another question sent by a fan during the live stream.
He frowned and sent another private message, but it failed.
He was blacklisted by the streamer and can no longer even send comments in the chat.
This was something He Xun had never expected.
He took a deep breath, feeling as if he had wasted his money.
At this time, Qingzhi's official campus website released a new announcement.
[Title]: Announcement of penalties for the science comprehensive exam for the elite class on April 29.
[Content]: At 9:40 this morning, a conflict occurred between a teacher surnamed He and students in the examination room. An investigation revealed that the conflict was caused by the teacher's personal actions and affected the students' exam.
The punishment is as follows: Teacher He is prohibited from proctoring the exam, suspended from his post for one week, and required to apologize to the students during the flag-raising ceremony.
This is to announce.
Upon seeing this announcement, He Xun's expression turned even uglier.
Admittedly, he did act impulsively, but was it really necessary to take it so seriously?
And it was even posted on the campus website. What will his students think of him?
He Xun got up and was about to go find the principal.
Just then, his phone rang.
He stopped and took it out to look.
There is no caller ID; it's clearly hidden.
He had certainly received such calls on his phone before, and not just once.
There's only one place where a call to him would be from a hidden number.
Norton University.
Norton University President: How about a monthly pass so I can appear earlier?
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