Chapter 218 Seeking Death! Emperor Ying is Enraged [3rd Update]
Ying Zijing lowered her eyes, turned her head, and asked, "Dad, where's Xiaolan? Hasn't she come back?"
After graduating from high school, Wen Tinglan had a long vacation.
Norton University's start date is different from that in China; it starts in October and ends in February.
There will be a two-month break in the middle, the second semester will begin in May, and the holiday will start in August.
A year, four months of vacation.
Therefore, Ying Zijin plans to send Wen Tinglan over at the end of September.
After all, he had never traveled far from home before, nor had he ever been separated from Wen Fengmian, so he would find it very difficult to adjust.
She looked back at what had happened here over the past day and saw that Wen Tinglan had left.
“Yu Yu’s classmate came to see her this morning.” Wen Fengmian nodded. “She said it was a class reunion and she won’t be back until tonight.”
"I thought it was a long time before he recovered his mental health, and the doctor also said to socialize more, so I let him go."
Ying Zijing's eyes deepened: "Where are you from?"
Ninety percent of the students in the gifted class went to Beijing University, and they were all in the experimental class.
The remaining 10% of students were recruited by major universities abroad.
At Imperial Capital University, experimental classes, regardless of the department, always have a short semester.
So by this time, the students admitted to the experimental class had already gone to Beijing to enroll in their new schools.
Wen Tinglan has only been in Shanghai for one semester. Due to his personality disorder, he has great difficulty socializing. Apart from the students in the gifted class, who else does he know?
“He was also from your school, Yaoyao, and in the same year as you.” Wen Fengmian recalled for a moment, “Yuyu told me that before he left the school, he lent his notes to a second-year high school student.”
"His classmate should have returned the notes to him; I don't know the specifics."
Ying Zijing knew about this matter.
Wen Tinglan didn't really like writing; even her textbooks were completely blank.
His tool is his brain.
Even if you can read ten lines at a glance, you can still remember them very clearly.
However, since the students in the gifted class were helping him overcome his psychological problems, Wen Tinglan took the opportunity to organize his notes and his understanding of each subject.
Therefore, this year's elite class performed even better than previous years.
The scores were so terrifying that no one scored below 700!
The top 50 students in Shanghai are all from the Qingzhi Elite Class.
This has never happened before.
Last month, several students from Class 19 asked her if she could buy a copy of Wen Tinglan's notes.
"Yaoyao, don't worry too much." Wen Fengmian coughed a few times. "They're all classmates, so there shouldn't be any problems."
Ying Zijing lowered her eyes, her eyelashes drooping: "I'm going to school."
She turned her head, her voice cold and indifferent: "Brother, please take care of my father for me. He absolutely cannot leave before I return."
Fu Yunshen paused, not because he was unwilling, but because of the way he was addressed.
He realized that he shouldn't have teased the children in the first place.
In the end, he's the one who suffers from being called that.
"Go ahead." Fu Yunshen put down the bag in his hand. "I'll watch TV with Uncle."
Ying Zijing pressed her hand on the door for a few more seconds before leaving.
Wen Fengmian's expression gradually became more serious: "What happened?"
Fu Yunshen's eyes darkened slightly, but he smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'll go in with you."
He's known the child for so long, and he's never seen her emotions change.
It wasn't indifference, but rather that nothing seemed to affect her.
But just now, he could clearly sense a change in the air pressure around her.
It seems that something really happened to Wen Tinglan.
The fact that she asked him to stay here suggests that Wen Fengmian's life would also be in danger.
Fu Yunshen narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling a phone call from a week ago.
He tilted his head: "Uncle, has anyone come to our house recently?"
“Quite a few,” Wen Fengmian said. “Yu Yu didn’t apply to any universities, right? Beijing University sent several groups of people over.”
When Wen Fengmian first learned that Wen Tinglan had been directly admitted to Norton University, he was stunned for a long time.
It took several days before he finally accepted it.
After all, Norton University is an unattainable, god-like existence in the hearts of many students.
Beijing University is something to aspire to, but Norton University only exists in our imagination.
Norton University students are also like a mystery, completely enigmatic to outsiders.
After listening, Fu Yunshen tapped his fingers lightly on the sofa.
Then, he lowered his head and sent a text message.
Investigate what happened at the Zhong family's place.
**
Qingzhi Middle School.
The gifted classes and science experimental classes had already finished teaching all the high school courses during the first round of supplementary classes.
The pace of lectures in regular classes is slower; physics is still covering electives 3 and 4.
Therefore, the second round of remedial lessons is to fill in the gaps in knowledge.
The students will do the exercises, and the teacher will explain them all together later.
Generally, I only teach a maximum of two classes a day, and the rest of the time is left to the students to allocate themselves, so it's quite relaxed.
After arriving at the school, Ying Zijing closed her eyes.
Another past event resurfaced before my eyes.
In the depths of his eyes, frost gradually condensed.
She went straight to the senior high school building.
After Wen Tinglan's class graduated, her class moved to the senior high school area.
"God of War!"
Someone called her name.
Ying Zijin turned her head.
That was a girl.
Upon seeing her, he waved excitedly and ran over happily: "Ying Shen, long time no see! Are you here for tutoring?"
“No.” Ying Zijing shook her head slightly. “I’m looking for someone.”
She remembered this girl.
He was the top student in the science experimental class.
I went to Class 19 several times to ask her questions.
"Oh, okay, then you go ahead," the girl said quickly. "I'll come back to ask you for help when you're not busy."
She said, "Ying Shen is so lazy, how could he possibly come here for extra lessons?"
Ying Zijin nodded and went upstairs.
At this moment, the students in the gifted class are working on a mock exam.
It was produced by the High School Affiliated to Imperial Capital University, and it's quite difficult.
Imperial University Affiliated High School and Qingzhi High School are both among the top three schools in the country and have competed against each other in the International Olympiads many times.
Just as they were quietly working on their problems, the door was suddenly kicked open.
The student at the door was startled, and his hand trembled, causing his pen to slip inside.
The students were displeased at being suddenly disturbed.
After they looked up, they were speechless.
Ying Yuexuan was slightly taken aback: "Sister?"
She hasn't seen Ying Zijin even once in the month or so since she returned.
Why did Ying Zijing suddenly come to the elite class at this time?
"Little sister, we're taking an exam right now." Ying Yuexuan stood up. "I'll see you out first. If you need anything, wait a bit, okay?"
Ying Zijing didn't look at Ying Yuexuan; she went straight to the second-to-last row.
There was a boy sitting there, and when he saw the girl coming, his eyes darted away.
He quickly lowered his head, pretending to be looking at the questions.
However, the next second, his collar was pulled up.
With a "thump," the boy was slammed against the wall.
This scene made the other students in the class widen their eyes.
Ying Yuexuan was even more incredulous.
The last time she saw Ying Zijin was when Ying Zijin was brought back to the Ying family.
Back then, Ying Zijin didn't even dare to speak. How did she become like this now?
The intense pain in his back made the boy yell, furious: "Ying Zijing, what are you doing?!"
"You've already left our class, and you still can't settle down?"
Ying Zijing didn't let go; instead, she increased her grip: "Where's my brother?"
After arriving in Shanghai, she hired bodyguards to protect Wen Fengmian and Wen Tinglan.
This was to prevent the Ying family from doing anything when she was away or occasionally negligent.
But even with the most stringent protection, something still went wrong.
The boy's expression froze, and he panicked for a moment.
But he quickly regained his composure and retorted sarcastically, "Are you kidding me? What does your brother have to do with me? Isn't your brother already in school?"
"Ranked first in the senior year, top scorer in the national college entrance examination, perfect score in science, how amazing is that?"
The other students were confused and somewhat stunned.
Then they saw that the girl had actually lifted the boy up with one hand.
"I'll ask you one more time, where is my brother?"
The students were stunned.
They had all seen how Ying Zijing kicked Ying Feifei into the trash can, but they had never seen her like this before.
"Sister, stop!" Ying Yuexuan disregarded her shock and rushed forward to stop him. "Don't pinch him. Let's talk this out. He's about to faint."
These words finally made the girl turn her head and glance at her.
Ying Yuexuan stopped moving.
A girl next to her pulled her aside and whispered, "Yuexuan, don't worry about it. Ying Zijin doesn't usually lose her temper. Something must have happened."
"If you try to interfere, she'll beat you up too."
Ying Yuexuan's hand trembled; she couldn't believe it: "Is she like this?"
"Sigh, some people in the class went too far back then." The girl shook her head. "As the saying goes, even a rabbit will bite when cornered."
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips.
She roughly understood why Zhong Manhua still didn't like Ying Zijin.
"I'm going to find the teacher." Ying Yuexuan calmed herself down. "No matter what, we can't lay a hand on him."
After saying that, she left the classroom.
The girl wanted to call out, but she didn't say it.
"I don't know if you know about a form of torture." Ying Zijing's gaze returned to the boy, her eyes indifferent. "First, you break every bone in a person's body, including their little finger."
“Then they would pierce the collarbone, spine, and ankle with iron chains.”
"at last--"
She paused for a moment, then smiled slightly.
See you tomorrow!
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(End of this chapter)
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