Chapter 182 Seeing Zhong Zhiwan Clearly, and Catching the Principal Personally Picking Her Up [3 Updates]
He neither left nor came over, he just watched her.
His eyes lacked the cloudiness of old age; instead, they were remarkably clear, piercing straight through to something.
Almost instantly, Zhong Zhiwan's heart stopped beating.
Suddenly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and sweat also appeared on her forehead.
Zhong Zhiwan felt a turmoil in her heart, and her face was also very unsettled, as pale as paper.
She forced a smile, revealing an awkward expression that was neither crying nor laughing, and her voice was strained: "Master...Master."
Grandpa Zhong remained unmoved, his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "Wanwan, come with me."
With that, he went upstairs first.
Zhong Zhiwan dared not disobey, so she pinched her fingers and quickly followed.
My face was still flushed and burning, and my mind was a little foggy.
When did Grandpa Zhong return from the company?
How much did he hear?
Zhong Zhiwan glanced at Grandpa Zhong again, and seeing that he looked calm, she felt a little relieved.
Her grandfather has a very fiery temper. If he really heard what she said, how could he possibly hold back?
However, as soon as Zhong Zhiwan stepped into the top attic, she heard two words.
"Kneel down."
It was very cold, with no temperature at all.
Zhong Zhiwan's face turned even paler, and her legs involuntarily buckled and she knelt down.
Grandpa Zhong heard it all!
Grandpa Zhong said again, "Raise your head and look ahead."
Zhong Zhiwan looked up cautiously, her body trembling.
Grandpa Zhong ignored her and pointed to the photo in front of him: "Looking at your grandmother's photo, do you dare to repeat what you just said?"
"Do you dare to tell your grandmother everything you've done during this time?!"
Zhong Zhiwan's lips trembled, and she stammered, "Grandpa..."
Madam Zhong passed away many years ago.
Grandpa Zhong was busy with company affairs, and her parents also had their own things to do.
So, before starting elementary school at the age of six, he grew up with Madam Zhong.
Madam Zhong treated her very well and always granted her requests.
"Zhong Zhiwan, what did you say last time?" Seeing Zhong Zhiwan's timid appearance, Old Master Zhong finally became furious. "You later reflected on your actions and said that you were just blinded by jealousy and would never do it again."
"But what's going on now? In private, you're saying bad things about Zijing to outsiders, and it's all just one sentence!"
"Are you living up to the teachings your grandmother and I gave you?"
Zhong Zhiwan's body trembled again, and she didn't dare to look up.
She said those things with peace of mind because she knew that Mu Chenzhou wouldn't care about other people's affairs, let alone ask for Ying Zijing's sake.
But other people are different.
Old Master Zhong knew what had happened and immediately understood that she had done it on purpose.
She was always very good at pretending, but this time she was caught red-handed.
Grandpa Zhong was so angry that his heart and lungs ached when he thought of the words he had just heard. He was furious: "Do you usually tarnish Zijing's reputation like this at school?!"
Zhong Zhiwan cried out, "I didn't!"
School?
Almost the entire high school sided with Ying Zijing, even calling her "God of Ying."
She just found it ridiculous.
Look how easy it is.
With just his good looks and first place in a midterm exam, he won over everyone's hearts.
This includes not only Mr. Zhong, but also the teachers.
"Grandpa, why are you only siding with her?" Zhong Zhiwan cried uncontrollably, her sobs growing louder. "Is she more important than me?"
"Zhong Zhiwan, so this is what you think." Old Master Zhong was utterly disappointed. "Ask yourself honestly, what don't you have? In these past ten years, who have I loved the most?"
Zhong Zhiwan bit her lip tightly.
Yes, in the past, Grandpa Zhong would side with her.
But after he met Ying Zijin at the end of last year, she was no longer the only one favored.
Grandpa Zhong had just returned and, without looking for her first, eagerly asked Zhong Manhua to bring Ying Zijin back.
She knew that Ying Zijing had been forced to donate blood to Ying Luwei several times, but she didn't tell Grandpa Zhong.
Later, when she saw how well Grandpa Zhong treated Ying Zijing, even more so than she had, she found it even more unbearable.
“Zhong Zhiwan, you’ll be kneeling here for a day and a night.” Old Master Zhong had completely seen through Zhong Zhiwan’s true colors. “You should be glad you’re my granddaughter. If you were my grandson, I would have already carried out the family rules.”
If anyone in the Zhong family makes a mistake, they will be punished according to the family rules.
Grandpa Zhong left the attic and locked the door.
Butler Zhong, who had been there earlier, came over and said, "Master, before this cousin returned, the eldest young lady was perfect in every way. How come..."
“It was my oversight,” said the old man, wearily. “During those crucial years of her character development, I left her mother to look after her alone.”
Madam Zhong was also a person who was good at pretending.
It wasn't until more than three years after she entered the family that she revealed her true colors to Old Master Zhong.
But by then she had already given birth to Zhong Zhiwan, and it wasn't a major crime, so it was impossible to make her leave the Zhong family.
"Looking at Wanwan," Grandpa Zhong sighed, "I'm afraid she'll do something she'll regret for the rest of her life. At that time, no one can save her."
**
When Ying Zijing got off the plane, it was 6 p.m. here.
The airport was dozens of kilometers from the town of Norton, so she took a ride.
Ying Zijing knew that ever since she got off the plane, many people had been watching her.
Saying they were watching her isn't accurate; they were watching many people.
After all, she posted on the NOK forum that she would go to Norton University to pick it up in person.
So, before entering Norton University, he was being watched the whole way.
Indeed, many people are looking for her.
Some can really live a long time, while others are passed down through generations of families.
That kind of grandfather telling his grandson that he must kill her dying wish.
Ying Zijing turned her head and looked at the completely unfamiliar face reflected in the car window, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.
She has already changed her appearance three times on her way from the airport.
Although she possesses the ability to calculate, before she recovered, she couldn't predict just anyone's fortune.
Those who wanted her dead were no ordinary people either.
Ying Zijing's phone vibrated, and she glanced at it; it was a call.
The number has been hidden.
However, once the call landed on her phone, hiding it didn't help.
This was a call from the Vice President of Norton University.
In the entire Norton University, apart from the president, only the vice president is still alive today.
His body was also modified by alchemy, and his cells had a much stronger ability to divide than ordinary people, allowing him to live for more than three hundred years.
Norton University was officially established in 1754, and they had worked together before.
"Hey, where are you?" The vice principal asked, barely containing his excitement. "I'm on my way to pick you up by subway."
"Soon." Ying Zijing yawned. "Just a reminder, we're being monitored."
The call ends here.
The vice principal, who was on the subway, suddenly stood up and walked over to a professor across the street: "Check if someone has hacked my phone."
That shouldn't be the case.
If so, his phone would definitely notify him.
The professor's fingers flew across the keyboard, his expression changing drastically: "Vice Principal, someone did indeed hack your phone, but the source is unknown and cannot be located. However—"
His expression was somewhat strange: "He failed to infiltrate and was blocked."
The vice principal was dumbfounded.
After a while, he came to his senses and realized who had done it.
During the more than two hundred years that this bigwig disappeared, the Earth went directly from the Industrial Age to the Technological Age.
They had all studied new sciences for a long time, and combined them with alchemy, so Norton University's science and technology were ahead of the rest of the world.
The leader of the Anonymous hacker alliance discovered their intrusion as soon as it happened.
Unexpectedly... their level of technological application is still far ahead of its time.
They were also from the last century, so why were they so incompetent?
The vice principal looked ashen-faced: "Sigh, I'm going to get scolded again."
**
By 7:30 p.m., it was completely dark in Norton.
He Xun arrived as well, and he led three students into a large telephone booth.
There is a telephone in the phone booth, but it is not used for making calls.
He Xun picked up his last remaining pass and swiped it in the sensor area.
A loud boom was heard, and the ground beneath their feet suddenly dropped.
The phone booth was like an elevator, going down.
The three students were both surprised and amazed: "Professor He, is this the way to Norton University?"
“Yes, we still need to take the subway later.” He Xun glanced at the time. “The train departs at 7:30 and arrives here at 7:50. If we miss this train, we won’t be able to get in.”
All three students understood.
No wonder outsiders don't know where Norton University is. Who would have thought there would be a phone booth disguised as an entrance here?
They soon arrived underground, which was no different from a regular subway station.
In front of me was an empty track with station names marked on it.
Fifteen minutes later, a sound rang out; the subway had arrived.
He Xun was slightly taken aback.
Norton University is always very punctual, so why did the subway arrive five minutes early this time?
He walked over with a puzzled look, but was stopped by the conductor: "He, right? This car is used by the vice principal to pick up people. Your students' subway won't be here for a while."
"N-nothing," He Xun said somewhat awkwardly, and retreated again.
But a storm raged in my heart.
Who is this person that the vice principal personally went to pick up?
He had never met the vice-chancellor during his many years at Norton University.
Suddenly, a boy grabbed He Xun's clothes, his voice trembling, "Teacher He, look, isn't that... isn't that Wen Tinglan's sister?"
He Xun frowned and looked over.
See you tomorrow!
A massive scene of scumbags being tortured is about to unfold.
Oh, I forgot to mention, Norton University was inspired by Hogwarts.
(End of this chapter)
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