Chapter 553 Another devastating blow! Standing up for the kids [1 update]
Berger was obsessed with art, and when he went crazy, he would often lock himself in his studio for a month, completely isolated from the outside world.
ISC has nothing to do with art; he doesn't even know about it, let alone care about it.
But ever since he left Shanghai last time, he has been able to send Ying Zijing a few messages in the middle of his painting.
For more than a year, Berg truly had not seen anyone whose paintings resembled Kino von more than those of Ying Zijing.
Unfortunately, Ying Zijing was always very busy, and the two of them never saw each other again.
This time it was quite a coincidence.
Fortunately, he has good eyesight.
"..."
The live stream room and the conference hall fell silent the moment Berg's face was magnified.
Who is Berg Bryan?
Even if there were things you didn't know, Qin Lingyu's explanation earlier made it clear.
Now he says in person that he wants to become Ying Zijin's disciple.
The impact was so great that people were stunned.
Li Han turned his head, looking as if he had been struck by lightning: "Ying... Junior Sister Ying?"
How come their beloved junior from the Imperial University can suddenly paint in oils?
How the art students are supposed to save face?!
Even Wen Tinglan had to think for a moment before remembering the art festival at Qingzhi last year.
His sister swept through the entire high school, winning more than a dozen first places.
His sister knows so many things that he can't remember them all.
Anyway, it won't affect anything.
Juan's expression shattered, almost in disbelief.
Ying Zijing pressed her head and replied politely, "I might have time after graduating from university."
It was really unfortunate for her.
Berger's artistic achievements are considerable; he is not even forty years old this year, yet he has already developed his own unique style.
If she were to teach him, it would only harm him.
"Sigh, that's still three years," Berg said reluctantly. "How about you paint me another picture?"
Ying Zijing thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, I'll give it to you for free."
The two of them talked back and forth, finally managing to get the netizens to understand.
Holy crap! I'm totally dumbfounded.
While others were pursuing dual degrees, Ying Shen had already become a teacher himself.
[I'm sorry, although the saying "There are always people more capable than you, and heavens beyond heavens" is truly a profound truth, it clearly has no effect in front of Ying Shen.]
“Master Ying, wait a minute.” Berg suddenly remembered his good friend. “I’ll go and call Bart over. Bart hasn’t seen you in a long time either.”
Before Ying Zijing could even speak, Berg had already stormed off.
The teachers at the Royal Academy of Arts in Europe were also baffled.
A few minutes later, two people returned.
Bart seemed more serious than Berg, but upon seeing the girl, he excitedly grabbed the computer and asked, "Master Ying, when will you come to teach me piano?"
Everyone: "..."
Qin Lingyu took a deep breath, feeling somewhat numb: "Bart Heber, a famous pianist from O Continent, and also an honorary lecturer at the Royal Academy of Arts of O Continent."
Juan was out of breath and felt dizzy.
One Berger wasn't enough, so there's Barth too?
What kind of magical world?
Adele clapped her hands, her eyes shining: "Sister is amazing!"
She's also very capable, so she and Ying Zijing are family.
Yes, that makes sense.
Juan was utterly devastated and deeply regretted having the program connect him to the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in O continent.
Not only did he fail to showcase his talent, but he was also overshadowed.
"It's almost lunchtime again." After watching the program on campus, Qin Lingyu said, "The production team will not provide lunch or cash today. You will need to earn your own money."
"You pay for lunch according to how much money you earn."
Viewers will get tired of watching academic content all the time.
Earning money can also demonstrate one's ability to be independent.
Juan frowned: "Why would you make such a request?"
What kind of lousy program is this?
The group went to the West Street snack street, and Hu Quan had a dark face the whole time.
"We've prepared booths for everyone," Qin Lingyu said casually. "Everyone can start anytime; the staff won't be able to help."
"Juan, how are we going to make money?" the boy from the same constellation whispered. "We didn't bring anything with us."
"Who said I didn't bring it?" Juan pulled out a deck of tarot cards. "I make money through divination."
The boy thought about it and agreed, so he quickly put up a sign.
It says "Tarot card reading, 800 per session".
Meanwhile, in Group Two, Wen Tinglan and Li Han saw Ying Zijing pull out a stack of autographed photos from her schoolbag.
There were some from Qin Lingyu, and some from Shang Yaozhi.
A signed photo of these two top celebrities is already selling for over 500 yuan on secondhand trading websites.
Not to mention anyone else, even the production team and Qin Lingyu herself didn't expect this.
Qin Lingyu: "...Don't you carry some with you? It's not heavy?"
Although Ying Zijin is indeed the CEO of Chuguang Media, she certainly doesn't lack things like autographed photos.
But who would carry around a bag full of autographed photos for no reason?
Ying Zijing slowly laid out the autographed photos: "This is the money."
How could money sink?
That's strange.
Qin Lingyu: "..."
Wen Tinglan sat down next to Ying Zijin and showed her two QR codes, one for Alipay and one for WeChat.
Um.
In this respect, he needs to learn more from his sister.
The live stream chat exploded instantly.
[Holy crap, is anyone on West Street? Hurry, let's go buy some!]
【I'm here, I'm here! I'll take a taxi, I'll be there in ten minutes.】
[A kid living over a thousand miles from Beijing is envious.]
Soon, West Street was filled with people.
There were both boys and girls, and they lined up in an orderly fashion.
Ying Zijin's price wasn't high.
Ten yuan a piece.
Those who traveled from afar are all die-hard fans of Qin Lingyu and Shang Yaozhi.
Chuguang Media never uses artists' fans to make money, and it will not allow such a situation to occur.
[Waaaaah, ten yuan! I got my baby's autographed photo for just ten yuan!]
[Let's keep each other in check. No one is allowed to resell the autographed photos bought today at a higher price.]
In no time at all, all the hundreds of autographed photos that Ying Zijing brought were sold out.
The crowd dispersed again.
But just then, a tall and slender figure appeared in the camera's field of view.
Netizens can see it clearly as well.
"I'm sorry," Ying Zijing said without looking up, "they're sold out."
"Hmm, I don't want theirs." A familiar, languid voice rang out, then his tone lowered, and he chuckled softly, "I don't like theirs, Ying Shen. Do you have any autographed photos of yourself? I'll buy them."
The way he pronounced the words "God of Ying" was completely different from how others did.
It carries a hint of seduction and enticement.
Ying Zijin looked up, her phoenix eyes narrowing.
Although the focus of this episode was Norton University, starting yesterday, all the attention has once again turned to the girl.
Two photographers accompanied Ying Zijing, clearly recording the man's voice.
[Holy crap, who is this guy? Teasing Ying Shen, how incredibly wicked!!!]
To be honest, I also want a signed photo of Ying Shen.
[Why is he wrapped up so tightly? I can't see anything. His voice is so nice! I have to find out who this man is.]
"Yes." Ying Zijing lowered her gaze, avoiding his overly intense stare. "It costs extra."
Fu Yunshen simply smiled and said, "Of course."
Ying Zijing paused for a moment, then borrowed Adele's Polaroid camera, took a picture, signed it, and handed it over.
"I don't have any cash on me." Fu Yunshen lowered his eyelashes, glanced at the photo, and raised an eyebrow. "The money in this card is all..."
There was an ATM right next to her, and Wen Tinglan took her card to check her balance.
One of the cameras also followed.
Then the money in the bank card was clearly photographed.
The seven-digit number stunned everyone.
The comments section was filled with "Holy crap" and exclamation marks.
Ying Zijin: "..."
She could only say two words.
Wasteful.
Ying Zijing looked up: "Too many."
“Not much, here you go—” Fu Yunshen paused, his slender fingers pressing on the autographed photo, then smiled, “Thank you, Ying Shen.”
Ying Zijin's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
She knew what he was going to say next.
What's given to Yaoyao can't be considered wasteful.
Fu Yunshen left with the autographed photo.
His pace was neither too fast nor too slow, yet it exuded a powerful aura.
"Quick!" The producer watching the video exclaimed excitedly, "Teacher Qin, send someone to follow and film this! This is a major bombshell!"
Qin Lingyu: "..."
She didn't really dare.
In the end, Ying Zijin's group earned one million six thousand yuan.
Forget about eating a meal, you could open a franchise store with that money.
The tarot card reading stall set up by Juan was deserted.
There are tarot card reading shops in the capital, but they charge 70 or 80 yuan per reading, let alone street vendors.
The shops that attract customers are all established businesses in the area with a solid customer base.
Juan quoted 800 right off the bat. He was a young foreigner with no customer base. Only a fool would spend money on him.
Juan was furious. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "These people really don't know what's good for them. I'm not going to bother with them."
He's a sophomore, so his astrological skills can't compare to those of the upperclassmen, but at least he can actually do astrology.
Are those fortune tellers as skilled as him?
He's just a charlatan who comes out to fool people.
The other people in the group, however, earned some money, enough to cover their food expenses.
However, Group Two went to Han Pavilion, while Juan's group only went to the snack shops on the street.
After dinner, everyone gathered again to discuss the attractions they would visit the next day.
Juan, holding a map, pointed to a location: "Go here."
Adele pouted: "What's so great about climbing mountains?"
"It's best not to go to that place," Ying Zijing said calmly. "It's a desolate, unsafe area."
"What's unsafe about it?" Juan asked coldly. "This isn't a tourist area in your capital city, how can you say it's unsafe?"
He investigated very thoroughly.
The isolated mountain identified by the Herschel family was located just behind a scenic area, although not many people visited that area.
Of course, no one wants to go to a lonely mountain, so Juan could only use the scenic area as an excuse.
After the incident involving borrowing a vehicle, Li Han trusted Ying Zijin completely.
To be precise, she believes in metaphysics and in the existence of cause and effect.
Both of Li's parents lost their jobs and had to sell their house, so they could only squeeze into a rented room.
Li Wenxuan has fallen into a coma, and the hospital says he only has a few days left to live.
This is all retribution.
Without a second thought, Li Han immediately refused.
“Wen Tinglan, you’re a graduate of Norton University, after all.” Juan looked at the boy. “You’ve taken an adventure class, you’re not afraid to go, are you?”
Norton University students, who would be afraid of these things?
Wen Tinglan merely raised her eyes, her pupils dark.
It was as if they had figured something out.
Juan's heart skipped a beat.
Ying Zijing suddenly spoke up: "Xiao Lan, go."
Wen Tinglan didn't ask why, and simply agreed: "Okay, I'll go then."
Juan scoffed, "You listen to your sister in everything, you're really useless."
He really didn't know how Adele, as a descendant of an astrological family from Norton University, could have met so many elites and yet fall for Wen Tinglan.
“If Tinglan goes, I’ll go too.” Adele’s ears caught the important information and she was overjoyed. “I can help blast the mountain.”
Li Han choked on his water.
this?
“Miss Milton, my father would like to meet you,” Ying Zijing said. “He is a researcher and has a lot of experiments to do, so he is only available tomorrow.”
"Fine," Adele had no choice but to give up. "Then I'll go see my father."
Wen Tinglan: "...?"
Whose dad?
Juan made a quick decision: "Then it's settled."
His target was only Wen Tinglan, so of course he didn't want Adele to go.
Ying Zijing took out a tarot card and spread it out casually.
"Hey, sis, you play tarot cards too?" Adele skipped over. "Your tarot deck is pretty good."
Adele comes from a family of astrologists, so she could naturally tell that the tarot deck was genuine.
A few genuine tarot cards do occasionally appear on the market, but they are very rare.
It's not easy to buy them.
"Hmm." Ying Zijing drew three cards. "You know how to play."
After being suppressed for several days, Juan finally reached his breaking point.
Upon hearing this, his voice was filled with sarcasm: "You call that playing tarot cards? What do you even know about tarot cards?"
Do you really think those tarot cards sold on the market can predict anything amazing?
(End of this chapter)
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