Chapter 292 Big Shots Are Everywhere, Fortune Telling [2 Updates]
Ying Zijing rubbed her head, opened her eyes, and looked over.
Her eyes were lowered slightly, giving her a cool demeanor as she suppressed a slight irritation.
Xiu Yu showed her a video.
The video is a selfie, and the protagonist is a blonde girl around 17 years old.
The girl spoke English, occasionally throwing in a few Latin words that were somewhat obscure and difficult to understand.
However, the video was accompanied by Chinese subtitles, which said that the girl knew that there was a top-ranked player in the ISC rankings in China, who was very powerful, and she wanted to compete against this top-ranked player in the international finals.
This is how the trending topics on Weibo are ordered.
No.1: #Ilna, ranked number one globally#
No. 2: #Challenge from Country Y#
"This child prodigy has issued a challenge to you," Xiu Yu said. "Father Ying, you're now famous all over the world."
As she watched, she grew angry: "But this Ilna is too arrogant. She even said you're not worthy of being her opponent. I hope you can last three rounds against her in the finals. Ugh, what a piece of trash..."
She also saw Ying Zijing's answer interface by chance that day and knew that Ying Zijing was number one on the overall leaderboard.
Jiang Ran didn't know either, let alone anyone else.
Ying Zijing watched the video again and pondered for a moment.
She also obtained more information about Irna from Zuo Li, and she even asked Yu Xuesheng about hypnosis.
Yu Xuesheng said that a strong hypnotist can indeed help people develop their brain's potential, but it can also cause serious harm.
Even if the patient requests it, he won't do it.
As for what exactly happened to Ilna, Ying Zijin didn't care much.
She opened her phone and found that she had indeed received many more messages on her Shark Live account.
[Hey, you should record a video too, and shut her up!]
Those people on foreign websites are starting to denigrate our country again. Go for it, show them what you're capable of!
[You're talking about Ilna, she can take on a challenge, but why is she dragging people down with her?]
Ying Zijing glanced at it casually and then closed her private message inbox.
Then, she slowly opened her personal information and changed her profile picture.
Black background, white text.
Eight characters, very clear.
This person is dead; burn paper money if you need anything.
The fans, who were eagerly awaiting the order to start a fight, were speechless.
Xiu Yu: "???"
You can do it this way.
Ilna's challenge did indeed alarm several major social networks around the world.
Netizens are also waiting for a reply from the top of the global rankings, but it hasn't come yet.
So after watching the excitement for a while, they all dispersed.
After Ying Zijing closed Shark Live, another chat app on her phone started flashing.
This is the official chat software of Norton University.
There was only one person who messaged her.
Vice Principal.
Don't tell me you're number one on the ISC global rankings?
His tone was very cautious.
Ying Zijin lowered her eyes and typed three words.
[Any problems?]
The vice principal replied with a long string of ellipses.
【Great, I can finally put those professors in the admissions office to rest their minds :)】
What is this called?
This is what they call a big shot being everywhere.
The vice principal felt a pang of heartache, but there was nothing he could do.
He was afraid that if he said anything more, he would be blocked.
The vice principal sighed, hoping that the principal could find the alchemical materials soon so that he could have less pressure.
Even if the principal returns, he won't have much status.
**
Grandpa Fu only stayed in the hospital for three days before he was unwilling to stay any longer.
He insisted on being discharged from the hospital, and no one could stop him.
The old man was stubborn, so we could only go along with his wishes.
Fu Yunshen then sent him to the Zhong family as he had requested.
Grandpa Fu lay down on the bed and began to rest.
Fu Yunshen heard his breathing become steady, and after standing by the bed for a while, he got up to close the door.
"Xiao Qi, wait a minute." Old Master Fu suddenly opened his eyes. "What were you planning to do today?"
Fu Yunshen stayed with him for as long as he stayed in the hospital.
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen tilted his head. "I'm planning to go and check out Yaoyao's school's open day."
Late October each year is Qingzhi Middle School's Open Day, during which a school-wide parent meeting is held to report on the progress of the academic year.
Moreover, the scenery at Qingzhi Middle School is beautiful, so many people go there to take photos at this time.
"Then go ahead, go ahead." Old Master Fu perked up. "What's the point of you staying here and just watching me sleep? You should interact more with the young people."
While Old Zhong was away, he had to hurry up and create opportunities for the two young people.
Who knows, one day a spark might ignite, "whoosh—," that would be exciting.
Seeing that Fu Yunshen didn't speak, Old Master Fu urged again, "Go quickly, or Grandpa will get angry."
“Grandpa, no matter how much you talk, it won’t make a difference today.” Fu Yunshen sat in the chair. “You’re right, I’ll just stay here and watch you sleep.”
Old Master Fu: "..."
You brat, you have no sense of crisis at all.
This is really unlike him.
He already knew how to write love letters when he was young.
Grandpa Fu angrily closed his eyes, turned over, and ruthlessly turned his back to Fu Yunshen.
**
After resting for a few more days, Old Master Fu was finally free from Fu Yunshen's care.
He secretly went out for a stroll and didn't return to the Zhong family until evening. There he saw his granddaughter-in-law, whom he had taken a liking to, talking to Grandpa Zhong.
Grandpa Fu stroked his chin, feeling quite regretful.
That's such a pity.
His granddaughter-in-law is not yet an adult, and is far from the age to get married. Otherwise, he could have easily taken the two of them to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
"Hey, old man Fu, my granddaughter can tell fortunes." Old Master Zhong said proudly when he saw Old Master Fu return. "Let her take a look at your palm too. She just looked at my palm and said I can live to be 108."
Nobody wants to live a long life.
Especially the elderly.
Mr. Zhong is seventy-eight years old this year, so he has thirty years left.
For an average person, this is indeed a very long life.
But Grandpa Zhong didn't take it seriously.
Who can calculate lifespan so precisely?
Even some of the most recognized feng shui masters online can't do it.
Grandpa Zhong thought it was Ying Zijin trying to make him happy, but he was happy to oblige.
"Really?" Old Master Fu smiled, seemingly in a much better mood, and walked over. "Then please take a look at mine as well."
"Of course, I already said my granddaughter is all-around amazing." Grandpa Zhong was even more proud. "Old Fu, hold out your right hand so Zijing can take a look."
Although Grandpa Zhong didn't know why palmistry required looking at the right hand.
But he just heard Ying Zijin say that there's a saying about palmistry—
The right hand is innate, the left hand is acquired.
The general idea is that the right hand has a greater influence than the left hand.
Therefore, when reading palms, the left hand is used to assist the right hand.
Hearing this, Old Master Fu perked up a bit.
He slowly straightened up and opened his right hand.
From top to bottom, the three deep lines are, in order, the heart line, the head line, and the life line.
These three lines are also known as the "Heavenly Line", "Earthly Line", and "Human Line".
These are also the three most important lines among all the lines on the palm.
Other lines, such as the marriage line and career line, are auxiliary.
"How is it?" Old Master Fu asked calmly and cheerfully. "How's my palm reading?"
"From a romantic perspective, Grandpa Fu met the love of his life when he was 18 years old." Ying Zijin lowered her eyelashes and spoke slowly and calmly. "However, due to the war at the time, Grandpa Fu and Grandma Fu did not officially get together for seven years. You got married and had four sons and one daughter."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Fu was surprised and began to take it seriously.
"Zijin, that's amazing!" Old Master Zhong couldn't help but exclaim. "You know what, he and Yuehua really did get married around that time."
“Grandpa Fu and Grandma Fu had a very good relationship,” Ying Zijin added. “It’s just that Grandma Fu passed away early, so Grandpa Fu’s relationship with his wife can’t be described as good or bad.”
Grandpa Fu nodded: "What about the wisdom line?"
"There's nothing special about the wisdom line," Grandpa Zhong waved his hand. "But your wisdom line is definitely not as good as mine, because you can't beat me at chess."
Grandpa Fu smiled and did not refute: "That's true, after all, you have such a smart granddaughter, I can't compare."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Zhong almost ripped his beard: "Old Fu, I think you've really gone mad lately."
Normally, if he heard him say something like that, Grandpa Fu could argue with him for an hour straight.
These days, I've actually started flattering him.
That's incredible.
Grandpa Zhong snorted: "It's time to assess the lifeline, Zijing. You calculate how long your Grandpa Fu can live."
Ying Zijing lowered her eyelashes, and her gaze tightened for the first time.
She calculated Old Master Fu's lifespan from this lifeline.
We all witnessed Maradona's passing; another era has ended. Sigh.
Thank you for the tickets, everyone!
(End of this chapter)
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