Chapter 274 Pinching Faces, Zhong Manhua Learns of the Divine Doctor's Identity [2 Updates]
No names were mentioned directly.
But anyone who has watched the show "Accept the Punishment of the Academic God!" will know who the so-called celebrity student is.
It's just a matter of facial contouring.
Xiu Yan's fans were still boasting that there was no one in the entire entertainment industry more knowledgeable than him.
The official announcement from ISC clearly indicates that using entertainment industry methods to alter facial features has violated academic rules.
ISC has now gained attention from all sides, as long as you're not someone who never uses Weibo.
[What kind of people did "Youth 101" select? Luo Ziyue, Xiu Yan—they're all corrupting the atmosphere.]
[Rumor has it that Xiu Yan was personally kicked out of Imperial University by a professor. Seriously, where's his pride?]
[Fans still have the nerve to brag? If they keep doing that, their idol's "academic genius" image will crumble.]
[Tsk tsk tsk, I'm really worried about "Youth 202" now. I wonder if it can even continue.]
"Youth 101" is a girl group talent show, while "Youth 202" is a boy group talent show.
During the summer vacation, all the companies had already selected their candidates and sent their lists.
It's currently the interview period, just like the youth show "Produce 101," where they'll be finalizing 101 people.
The formal auditions and performances will begin at the beginning of next year.
Since Chuguang Media also sent people there this time, they also invested some money.
The day after Ying Zijin finished her work at the training camp, she took the opportunity to visit the audition site for the youth drama "202".
There were many people at the interview site, numbering over a thousand.
Ying Zijing didn't go over; she just stood to the side.
She raised her hand, pointed ahead, and said in a light voice, "Look."
Fu Yunshen looked in the direction she pointed and saw a group of teenagers around 18 years old.
He raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you like pretty female celebrities? What, changed your taste?"
“No.” Ying Zijin said thoughtfully, “I’m assessing how much they’re worth.”
Fu Yunshen: "..."
As expected of you.
“It’s good to be young.” Ying Zijing looked around again. “You have collagen. You can try it out and see how it feels.”
Upon hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his hand and, as he often did, naturally poked her rosy cheeks: "Little girl, looking at it this way, you're easier to pinch."
Ying Zijing glanced at his hand but remained silent.
After watching for a while, the two returned to the car.
Ying Zijing fastened her seatbelt, leaned against the window and closed her eyes to rest for a while, then suddenly opened her eyes again.
She took out the tarot cards she always carried from her pocket and placed them on her lap.
She hasn't calculated her fate for the fifth month yet.
It just so happens that she's currently in the capital, the same place as Fifth Month, so we can do some calculations.
After selecting the cards, Ying Zijing turned them over one by one.
The first card, the Moon, number "18", is the 19th card in the Major Arcana, upright.
The second card, Death, number "14", is the 15th card in the Major Arcana, reversed.
The third card, the Tower. Number "16", the 17th card of the Major Arcana, upright.
Ying Zijing's gaze fell on the third card on the ground, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
Another tall tower.
The last time a tall tower appeared was when it was used to calculate for Shang Yao.
Overall, the Tower card really doesn't have any good connotations.
Once this card appears, it becomes associated with death.
The upright Moon in the first image indicates that the fifth month is in a very uneasy environment.
Ying Zijing paused, her hand holding the cards still.
If it were her peak period, changing her fate would be effortless, even in a situation where certain death was inevitable.
But not now.
However, this second reversed Death card represents a glimmer of hope, indicating that death is not inevitable.
Ying Zijing put away her cards, pondered for two seconds, took out her phone, and sent a message to Fifth Month.
I'm going to your house now.
The reply came almost instantly.
【！！！】
[Miss, I haven't earned enough money yet [crying], can you come to collect the debt later?]
It's not about collecting debts, just a meeting.
[Really? Okay then. Do you know a bubble tea shop on West Street? I'm here right now, let me send you my location.]
The next second, a map was transmitted.
The audition location for "Youth 202" wasn't close to the milk tea that May gave us; it was a 40-minute drive away.
Those forty minutes were just enough for her to put on makeup and go see Fifth Month with her current look.
Fu Yunshen got out of the car: "Waiting for you?"
"No need." Ying Zijin lowered the brim of her hat. "It will take a long time. I'll go back by myself in a bit."
Fu Yunshen didn't say anything: "Call me if it's past 8 p.m.
The capital city is crowded and chaotic, especially at night.
Especially since this place is connected to the ancient martial arts world, genuine ancient martial arts practitioners often come out to wander around.
Although his child is very skilled, he is still a little worried.
Ying Zijin nodded: "Okay."
She waved again before entering the milk tea shop.
In May, I sat by the window with more than a dozen cups of milk tea on the table.
Upon seeing her come in, he waved happily: "Hey, miss, over here."
As he spoke, he pushed a cup of osmanthus-flavored rice wine in front of her: "Please have a drink."
Ying Zijing didn't take it, leaning back in her chair: "Yes, if you're treating me to a drink, I'll pay."
The fifth month cracked open: "..."
Was she making it that obvious?
It seems their family's traditional methods of deception aren't very effective.
Ying Zijing didn't pay any attention and asked directly, "Have you been feeling dizzy lately? Sometimes you have a poor appetite, and sometimes you overeat?"
Fifth Month paused for a moment: "A little."
She developed this problem after returning to the capital.
However, she didn't care, since most people in their line of work have some kind of illness.
Of course, she also went to the hospital, and the doctor said it was caused by her recent stress.
Fifth Month blinked again: "Miss, tell me honestly, are you also from a Feng Shui family?"
Of the existing feng shui families, only the fifth one exists; the others have long since disappeared, though some may still have descendants.
Ying Zijing lowered her eyes and remained silent.
While Wu Yue's current divination skills are not particularly strong, it doesn't mean she lacks talent.
It's just that it wasn't used in the right place.
Ying Zijing guessed that it might be because Fifth Shaoxian had told her fortune, which not only shortened his lifespan but also implicated his direct descendants in this cause and effect.
Therefore, the direct descendants of the fifth month all have very short lifespans.
The fifth month's father passed away not long after their birth.
Fifth Month's grandfather, Fifth Fan, the current head of the Fifth Family, is still alive, but he has probably paid a heavy price.
"No." Ying Zijing collected her thoughts, her expression languid. "Just think of me as a charlatan."
"Hey, what's the big deal?" Fifth Month didn't care at all, waving her hand dismissively, "I'm a charlatan too, my whole family are charlatans."
Ying Zijing stood up: "Then let's go to your house."
"Okay." Knowing she wasn't there to collect a debt, Fifth Month readily agreed. "But my place is a bit out of the way, miss, what about the taxi fare..."
Ying Zijin glanced at her: "I'll pay."
In May, I happily booked a ride-hailing service.
Ying Zijing tapped her fingers on the table, her eyelashes drooping.
Regardless, she needs to help Fifth Month change her fate.
**
In Shanghai.
The winner.
Since Ying Luwei was imprisoned, Madam Ying's health has deteriorated day by day, and she can only spend her days in the hospital.
Unfortunately, no matter how long the First Hospital conducted the tests, they were still unable to determine exactly where in Madam Ying's brain was damaged.
The human brain is more complex than any machine, and even with today's advanced technology, we still haven't been able to fully decipher it.
Zhong Manhua was extremely anxious.
She had already registered at Shaoren Hospital back in June.
However, Shao Ren Hospital said that the miracle doctor only sees one patient per week.
There were many people registering, including nobles from the capital. Even the Ying family couldn't cut in line.
Zhong Manhua could only wait.
It finally happened today.
She couldn't wait to call Shaoren Hospital.
"I'm sorry, the miracle doctor has been away for the past month, and the hospital is unaware of her schedule." The customer service representative was very polite. "However, the miracle doctor said before she left that you can call her."
"Okay." Zhong Manhua breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that we can get in touch."
"The phone number is 177xxxxxx." The customer service representative read out a string of numbers and then added, "But be prepared, just because you're on the waiting list doesn't mean the miracle doctor will make a house call."
Although four patients a month are able to see the miracle doctor, it is very likely that none of them will be able to get the miracle doctor to treat them personally.
“Of course I know that,” Zhong Manhua wrote down in her notebook. “Thank you.”
Zhong Manhua could have guessed this as well.
After all, he's a legendary doctor; it's already quite difficult to even meet him.
However, Zhong Manhua did not believe that the miracle doctor would not make house calls.
The Ying family is powerful and influential; they can give the divine physician whatever he wants.
Zhong Manhua entered the number she had written down into her mobile phone.
As Ying Yuexuan looked at the number, she suddenly felt that it looked familiar.
She racked her brains for a moment, then suddenly said, "I've seen this phone number before."
Zhong Manhua paused, her hand still on the dialer, then asked with a hint of surprise, "Where are you? Xiao Xuan, do you know her?"
If Ying Yuexuan had a relationship with this divine doctor, then it would be extremely easy to ask him to treat Old Madam Ying.
“I know her, Mom, you know her too.” Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips. “She’s my sister.”
To be honest, I already knew what their child would be called when I wrote the last book, lol.
However, neither of them has shown any interest yet, which is incredibly frustrating for me.
(End of this chapter)
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