Chapter 37 Ying Zijin: What's it to you?
How can you be so insensible?
Zhong Manhua was so angry that her heart and lungs ached. She forced out her voice through clenched teeth: "If you don't want to go to school anymore, then drop out and leave the gifted class. Where else can you go?"
Ying Zijin didn't even glance at it, too lazy to bother with it.
She slowly peeled a shrimp, her lazy eyes clearly saying "None of your business."
Zhong Manhua was provoked and about to explode in anger when Old Master Zhong roared again: "Zhong Manhua, can't you speak properly? What happened to your upbringing all these years? If you can't speak properly, then get out! Get the hell out of here right now!"
If he acts like this in front of him, what must he be like in private?
Zhong Manhua was very angry, but she couldn't say anything in front of Grandpa Zhong.
She could only reluctantly pick up her shawl and leave with a cold face.
"It's good that you're gone. You always have that long face, I don't know who you're trying to impress!" Old Master Zhong was so angry that his blood pressure rose and he started coughing again.
Ying Zijing patted his back and handed him the cup: "Grandpa, have some water."
"Oh." Grandpa Zhong immediately stopped being angry and accepted it with a smile.
After drinking it, Grandpa Zhong immediately felt his blood and energy flow smoothly, and his spirits improved considerably.
He didn't think too much about it; he just thought his granddaughter was really nice.
"Please calm down, sir," Madam Zhong quickly tried to smooth things over. "Manhua has to manage the company and take care of the children. You know how strong she is. She's just a bit sharp-tongued."
Grandpa Zhong was unimpressed: "That depends on the person. I can't bear to say a harsh word to Zijing, but she just keeps firing off a barrage of words. I've never seen her so talkative about anything else."
"..."
Madam Zhong finally understood Zhong Manhua's feelings.
Grandpa Zhong treats his adopted daughter so well, is he trying to let outsiders trample on blood ties?
Mrs. Zhong lost her appetite at the meal, and she quickly finished eating before making an excuse to go upstairs.
**
After dinner, Grandpa Zhong called Ying Zijin to his study.
“Wanwan, I heard about what happened at school today. If you ever feel wronged in the future, just call me. Even though your grandpa has retired, I'm still going strong.”
"I know, thank you, Grandpa." Ying Zijing massaged his shoulders. "But please don't call me that anymore, just call me by my name."
Grandpa Zhong was taken aback.
Before I could even ask, the girl said casually, "I don't really like names that other people have used."
Wanwan was the nickname given to her by the Ying family before she was born, but it has now been replaced.
Grandpa Zhong felt a mix of emotions.
After a long pause, he sighed, "It's because your grandfather didn't take good care of you."
If he had known this would happen, he should have brought the child to the Zhong family to take care of him personally.
He had been traveling for the past ten years or so, and only recently returned to Shanghai to learn about his granddaughter's disappearance.
The thought of his granddaughter suffering so much outside made Grandpa Zhong feel sad.
“That’s just how your mother is. Just ignore her and let her be angry by herself.” Grandpa Zhong thought for a moment, then took out a card from the drawer. “Grandpa doesn’t know what you young people like. I’m afraid you won’t like what I buy. Take this card and buy whatever you think is best.”
Ying Zijin hadn't planned to use it, but not wanting to upset the old man, she accepted it anyway: "Have you been having trouble sleeping lately?"
"That's just how it is when you get old," Grandpa Zhong sighed, pressing his temples. "You know, you just have to accept getting old."
Ying Zijing nodded, understanding the situation.
She's had some free time lately, so she'll go back and refine a few more medicinal herbs.
However, Mr. Zhong's health is considered quite robust among his peers. With proper care, he could easily live to be a hundred.
"Stay here tonight? You haven't been back in a long time." Old Master Zhong coughed a few times, pretending not to care. "I'll have the driver take you to school tomorrow."
Ying Zijing looked at Old Master Zhong, who was excitedly rubbing his hands together: "..."
She said with a hint of helplessness, "Okay."
Even if Grandpa Zhong hadn't said anything, she would have stayed.
"Alright, alright, just tell Grandpa if you need anything." Grandpa Zhong nodded repeatedly. "I'll take you to the Fu family to thank that kid later."
Although he didn't particularly like the kid.
He's incredibly spoiled; I wonder if he's just trying to steal his daughter.
Grandpa Zhong saw the girl off with a worried expression, then sat in his study for a while before slowly dialing a number: "Hey, Grandpa Fu, what's it to you why I'm calling you so late? I just wanted to let you know..."
**
In less than a day, news of what Ying Feifei had done spread throughout the entire second year of high school, but most people weren't interested in paying attention.
Because of Grandpa Zhong's favoritism, Zhong Zhiwan didn't sleep well all night. She was absent-minded during morning reading, constantly glancing at the empty seat in the corner.
Several students were whispering among themselves.
"I heard that he went to the principal's office as soon as he arrived this morning. I don't know why."
"I guess he'll still have to get out of the elite class. Our class will finally be rid of one of those parasites who's dragging us down."
Zhong Zhiwan listened, and her mood finally improved a bit.
She put down her book, left the classroom, and prepared to go to the administration building.
Zhong Zhiwan was unaware that, besides the principal, there were several teachers in the principal's office at that moment.
"You all know what happened yesterday." The principal paused for a moment before speaking. "I discussed it with Ying's parents and we're planning to change her to another class."
Teacher Xu was taken aback: "Principal?"
The principal only vaguely stated, "The gifted program isn't really suitable."
He also had a toothache.
Countless people in Shanghai are desperate to get into the elite class, but in the end, no one wants to stay there.
Teacher Xu understood: "It's good to switch to another class. You can keep up with the learning progress and the pressure won't be too great."
“That’s exactly what I meant.” The principal nodded. “That’s why I’m thinking of sending Ying to the international class.”
He really didn't dare put Grandpa Zhong's granddaughter in a regular class; when that old man went crazy, no one could control him.
Although the international class is taught entirely in English, the teaching difficulty is lower than that of the gifted class, and it focuses more on practical application.
The students in the international class are all from wealthy families in Shanghai and are future geniuses who will study abroad.
He heard from Teacher Deng that this child was very good at English, especially spoken English.
Upon hearing this, He Xun, who was standing to the side, finally understood why the principal had called him over.
He raised his head expressionlessly, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses filled with a cold indifference: "She's transferring? Fine, I'll resign."
The principal was taken aback: "Teacher He, what you've done..."
He Xun graduated from Norton University, the world's number one university, and at only 25 years old, he has already obtained his professorship.
He taught all the courses in the international class for the second year of high school.
Qingzhi Middle School went to great lengths to hire He Xun to teach the international class, hoping to cultivate students who could get into Norton University.
A professor who graduated from Norton University and a student who is good at nothing—is there any need to consider how to choose?
Regarding the character Zhong Manhua, I know a middle school student whose mother has a paranoid personality and is very controlling. She beats and scolds her every day, and even her father beats her. The student has developed bipolar disorder :-(
So, there are all kinds of people in the world, and novels don't actually exaggerate reality.
(End of this chapter)
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