Chapter 363 The Second Wave of Slaps in the Face: Interview with Ying Zijing [3rd Update]
The sky was a clear blue, the sun was shining brightly, and there wasn't a cloud in sight.
There wasn't even a single white cloud, let alone dark clouds.
The surrounding guests all looked disappointed.
Seeing that the girl spoke clearly and logically, they thought they had really encountered a fortune teller, but they didn't expect her to be just a fraud.
"See that?" Master Zhu stood up, even opening the window a little wider, and sneered, "You said the clouds would gather in ten minutes, but look at this, where's it—"
Before he could finish speaking, his gaze froze.
The sky in the distance suddenly darkened, and clouds gathered.
The guests all saw it too.
"What's the rush?" Ying Zijin said. "It's only been exactly ten minutes."
In May, she glanced at her phone almost unconsciously.
Not a second off.
She's lost her mind.
So, she'd been following a human-shaped clock the whole time?
"Dark clouds mean it will rain?" Master Zhu's facial muscles twitched. "Ridiculous. What if the dark clouds disperse?"
He really hadn't expected that such a young girl would actually be quite capable.
"There will be thunder in thirty minutes." Fifth Month looked at him like he was an idiot. "Why don't you just listen to it and be done with it?"
Master Zhu was speechless, and he became furious: "Where do I have so much time to wait here with you? I have many other clients!"
He knew he wasn't really a feng shui master or fortune teller; at most, he had read books like the Book of Changes.
Therefore, when he tells fortunes for others, he always speaks in ambiguous terms.
In this way
But the surrounding guests were all aroused to join forces:
Ying Zijing leaned back in her chair, head down, lazily looking at her phone.
I have several unread messages on WeChat, sent by my female secretary.
[Boss, you're trending on social media, should we take it down?]
【[picture]】
The screenshot is from Weibo's trending topics list.
The hashtag #YingShen# is currently ranked fiftieth on the trending list.
Ying Zijing clicked in and saw that Ye Xi's fans were saying that Yun Heyue's assistant could not possibly be her, starting a new round of mockery.
No need, it won't make a difference, and it's a waste of money.
The female secretary replied quickly.
[Okay, boss. The production team has released a clarification video, but Ye Xi's fans are still not letting it go. However, their protests are useless; Ye Xi's public image is already starting to deteriorate.]
We've also started looking for evidence to find out who tampered with Ye Xi's makeup box.
That's just how the entertainment industry is; those who reap the benefits of fan popularity always have to pay a corresponding price.
Ying Zijin narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly.
[Start the investigation by looking into the people around her.]
After replying to the message, she took out her earphones from her pocket, put them on, and started watching the show she hadn't finished watching last time.
The others in the room weren't as relaxed as she was; they stared at the sky without blinking.
Several more minutes passed, and just as Master Zhu was about to let out his anger and continue his taunts, a thunderclap suddenly rang out in the sky.
"Boom!"
Then, with a whoosh, dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, gradually approaching.
The sunlight was completely swallowed up by the dark clouds at this moment, the wind picked up, and the sky became terrifyingly gloomy.
No one doubted that Ying Zijin was lying.
Master Zhu's face twitched, his body slumped in the chair, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his teeth chattered.
He knew that his path in the Feng Shui Alliance had come to an end.
Nothing is easier to believe than the evidence presented before one's eyes.
Within a day, the news that he was a charlatan would spread, and no one would come to him for fortune telling anymore.
The guests were stunned for a while. By the time they realized they needed to find the girl, Ying Zijing and Wu Yue had already gone to the prize office to collect the Pixiu jade and left the house.
"This rain looks like it's going to be heavy." Fifth Moon glanced at the sky. "Miss, we need to hurry back."
With such thick clouds, the small umbrella she brought couldn't even support its weight.
Ying Zijin nodded.
She lowered her eyes, stroked the jade Pixiu in her hand, then slowly grasped it again before walking outside.
A voice called out to her from behind.
"Master! Master, please wait!"
The owner of the voice was an old man who chased after them, panting and very respectfully saying, "Master, please wait, I have something I would like to ask you."
Ying Zijing paused, turned her head, and looked the old man up and down.
She was certain that this was someone with divination abilities, completely different from the swindler Master Zhu.
After the old man finished speaking, he looked up and saw Fifth Moon standing to the side. He was extremely surprised: "Miss Yue, you're here too?"
May asked in bewilderment, "You know me?"
"Of course, of course." The old man smiled. "If it weren't for Senior Fifth's guidance back then, I wouldn't be where I am today. I owe my entry into the Dao to Senior Fifth."
"My grandfather?" Fifth Month stroked her chin. "Oh, I think I've heard my grandfather mention you. Are you surnamed Xiao?"
“That’s right,” the old man said. “I am Xiao Bai, the president here. I apologize for making you laugh, Master and Miss Yue. From today onwards, Zhu Yongsheng will no longer appear in the Feng Shui Alliance.”
As he spoke, he turned his head and said, "Master, may I invite you to be a permanent member of the Feng Shui Alliance?"
He wouldn't assume that Ying Zijing was incompetent just because she was young.
On the contrary.
The most skilled fortune tellers are actually young people.
In divination, it's not about how many books you've read, but about talent.
Xiao Bai only found out after studying with Fifth Chuan for a while.
"Not interested," Ying Zijing said calmly. "I'm leaving."
The fifth month was busy keeping up.
Xiao Bai didn't chase after him this time. He tapped his head and sighed, "I couldn't resist. How could a master like that possibly come to the Feng Shui Alliance?"
There are far more people with real skills in the Feng Shui Alliance than you can count on one hand.
Xiao Bai shook his head and went back with his hands behind his back.
**
A day has passed, and the topic of "Youth 202" is still going strong.
This is exactly the effect Chen Li wanted.
Whether or not she has good public appeal is not important; what matters is that it has made Ye Xi's fans more united.
Ye Xi was very uneasy: "Sister Li, several people have said that the picture is of that academic genius, if it really is..."
“I looked at it. At most, the profile is a bit similar. With a mask on, everyone looks alike.” Chen Li examined the comparison photos carefully again and finally shook her head. “Xi Xi, relax. You’re just too nervous.”
"Moreover, what netizens said is right. How could a top student be an assistant?"
It is absolutely impossible according to normal logic.
Chen Li also found the ISC training camp schedule, at which time all the top students were training.
Ye Xi pursed her lips, her mind still in turmoil.
"Xixi, don't worry." Chen Li said calmly, "This is just a card that Yunheyue played herself to try to cover things up. Reporters have already gone to the ISC training camp. When that happens, Yunheyue's lies will be exposed."
**
This is the ISC training camp.
Originally, some reporters and paparazzi had already been staking out this spot last night.
But no one expected that a sudden downpour would come down from the sky, soaking them to the bone.
Left with no other option, the reporters and paparazzi had to return to the hotel to change their clothes.
The next morning, they arrived again and surrounded the entrance to the training camp.
At this moment, Zuo Li bought some steamed buns and walked in from outside, humming a song, when she was immediately stopped.
These reporters and paparazzi didn't recognize Zuo Li, thinking he might be a staff member, so they all swarmed around him.
"Hello, is Ying Zijing here? We'd like to interview her."
"Hello, there are a lot of comments about her online, I don't know if you've seen them..."
Zuo Li almost had her steamed bun squeezed out of her hand.
One problem after another, he was getting increasingly annoyed.
Just as he was about to say something, he turned his head and saw the girl walking this way, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He discovered that sometimes being too capable isn't a good thing.
Fortunately, he didn't tell those old men in the computer science department that Ying Zijing also knew computer programming, otherwise, there would have been another person competing with him for her.
Zuo Li waved her hand: "The person in question is here. Go ask her yourselves and see if she'll even acknowledge you."
Upon hearing this, the reporters and paparazzi also discovered the person they were looking for.
Ying Zijing wasn't wearing a mask today, but she covered half her face with a scarf.
She had barely reached the entrance of the training camp when she was surrounded by a crowd.
Ying Zijin looked up, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.
A reporter handed over the microphone first, looking excited.
"Ying, is it true that the assistant of Yunheyue mentioned on Weibo is you? If it's false, please tell us and we will clarify and protect your reputation."
The cameras behind us are set up; this is a live broadcast.
See you tomorrow =w=
(End of this chapter)
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