True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 86 What do you think of this character?

  For a long time, her finger gradually released.

  The quality of the reel is good enough without leaving nail marks.

  Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips and glanced at the office.

  I was relieved to find that other people were still busy sorting out the entries without paying attention to her.

  She was a bit gaffe just now.

  Replace the scroll, Zhong Zhiwan looked cold.

  To say that this was written by Ying Zijian, she would not believe a hundred.

  She has seen the information of Ying Zijin from Mr. Zhong, and the information is detailed every year.

  The economy in Qingshui County is underdeveloped and it is a poor village. Not to mention learning calligraphy, it is a question of whether you can eat enough.

  And the characters on this scroll do not have decades of knowledge, absolutely impossible to write.

   is obviously from the calligraphy masters.

  Even her calligraphy teacher may not be able to write such characters.

Can   嬴子衿 write?

  Zhong Zhiwan frowned at night.

  She did not expect that Ying Zijin wanted to cheat to win the art festival award.

   Seeing money opened his eyes, it really turned out to be mad.

  Zhong Zhiwan never participated in the previous art festival. She turned her head and asked quietly: “Have any students cheated before?”

  Hearing this, the ministers stopped their movements and were a little surprised: "Cheating?"

  "For example--" Zhong Zhi paused late, "Let others help me write and draw, and then write my name and hand it in."

   "This..." The Minister of Arts and Culture thought for a while, "It seems to have happened. I heard from the seniors and sisters. It should be a few years ago that a student did this and took a calligraphy master's character into the competition."

   "But at his age, he obviously couldn't write it. What's even more ridiculous is that the famous calligraphy artist was there that day, and he just exposed it."

  "Because the impact was too serious, it was embarrassing and was thrown online. This student was expelled."

  Zhong Zhiwan nodded: "I understand."

   "So since then, no one dares to cheat at all." The head of the arts department asked, "Knowing night, did you find cheating?"

   "Neither." Zhong Zhiwan smiled, "I'm not sure yet. You can't just slander it."

   "Oh." The Minister of Arts did not say much, bowed his head and recorded it on the roster, "Anyway, whoever dares to do this will definitely be over."

He does not mean that.

  Zhong Zhiwan thought for a while, still took out the pair of scrolls and left the office.

  **

  Out of the activity center, Zhong Zhiwan went to the elite class.

On the way, I ran into 19 classmates who had just finished physical education.

  There are still dozens of meters away, and Zhong Zhiwan was very excited when he saw those classmates surrounding the girl.

  Even when Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu were standing beside her, they automatically took away the sharp energy of the whole body.

  This is something that never happens.

  Zhong Zhiwan is not unconscious, since Ying Zijin left the elite class, many things have changed.

  And Mr. Zhong's attitude towards her.

  Zhong Zhiwan glanced at the girl, his hands were tight, he blocked the scroll with his schoolbag, buried his head, and hurried away.

  For fear of being seen.

   "Why did the cat run away at night?" Xiu Yu glanced at him and said, "You can't be a thief, right?"

  嬴子衿 was eating a lollipop, but didn’t read it, just faintly: "Maybe."

   "Speaking of which, Father Ying, I always feel like you—" Xiu Yu touched his chin, "Sometimes you look like a magic stick."

  Ying Ziyan tilted her head, her phoenix eyes raised slightly: "God stick?"

   "It feels like you can predict the prophet." Xiu Yu couldn't say it, vaguely, "Anyway, it feels quite mysterious."

   "Hmm." Ying Ziyan nodded, "Then I can give you a free calculation."

  "Fortune-telling?" Xiu Yu was taken aback, "Father Ying, don't tell me, you are still a fortune-teller."

After eating the lollipop, Ying Ziying said: "No."

  Fortune-tellers usually use foreign objects, or supernatural science, to explore what they want to know.

  Different from prophecies, the results of divination given by a fortune-teller are ambiguous.

  Playing tarot cards is the same.

  She is not a divination, she sees it directly.

  It’s just that whether it’s observing the future or the past, she will consume too much, because these involve cause and effect.

  So until she fully recovers, normally she will not use the power of magic calculation.

  Except for the things she can know at a glance.

  Like an ordinary person’s name, age, and what to do.

   "I'll just say it." Xiu Yu only treated her as if she was playing, and didn't care much. "But Ying, if you are interested in divination, you can go to the Imperial Capital in the future."

   "Emperor Capital has a family of **** sticks, who are setting up stalls every day, but they are actually cheating money."

   "What kind of magic stick, what do you know?" Jiang Ran sneered when he heard this, "They can really count."

"It's a fart." Xiu Yu was furious. "I was deceived. I was dragged by them to draw some signature when I was walking. As a result, I was forced to pay for the cancellation fee, which pitted my pocket money for a month. "

   so angry that she smashed the fortune-telling stand.

  嬴子衿's hand paused, thoughtfully.

  This style of behavior...

Ok.

  She yawned, returned to the class, and started a new round of sleep.

  **

The   Art Festival is scheduled for April 6, a total of three days.

  Except for the third grade and the third grade, all other grades will have holidays.

  Since Ying Feifei happened, Mr. Zhong has been very concerned about Qingzhi's every move, and this time is no exception.

  Two days before the art festival, on Saturday, he called Ying Zijin.

   "Zi Jin, aren't you attending the art festival? How is it? Do you need help from Grandpa?"

  He knew that this kid could not learn this before, but now it’s too late to ask the teacher.

   But he is a rough man himself, and he can play chess.

  "That's good, that's good. Grandpa will visit you when the time comes." Master Zhong responded with a smile, "Don't be pressured. Grandpa thinks whatever you write is the best."

  Zhong Zhinight was by the side, the more she listened, the more she became obsessed, she also had a care in her heart, and stood up: "Grandpa, I'll go out."

  If it is placed in the past, Zhong Zhizhi will go out at night, and Mr. Zhong will definitely tell him for a long time.

   But this time he didn't say anything, just waved his hand.

  Zhong Zhiwan took a deep breath and left Zhong's house.

  She took a taxi, went straight to the east of Shanghai, and came to a villa.

  In the yard, a person was weeding. After seeing her, he was a little surprised: "Knowing night, why are you here?"

  "I'll see Brother Lin." Zhong Zhiwan stepped forward, "I want to ask Brother Lin for more things."

  This is her brother Lin Xi, who is studying with a master of calligraphy.

  Lin Xi wiped her hands, and asked as she walked into the house: "What's the matter?"

  Zhong Zhiwan took out the scroll, opened it, and lay it flat in front of the table.

   "Brother Lin, what do you think of this character?"

  Lin Xi leaned forward to see, she was silent for a moment, and then shocked: "I know night, did you write this?"

  　 I have to mention it!

  　　 The surname of the heroine is Ying Zheng’s surname.

  　　 The emperor Ying is female, so there is a female character in the middle, it’s easy to remember~

  　　 In the middle of winning or losing is the word shell, which is related to money.

  (End of this chapter)