True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 96 Fu Yunshen: She is my medicine [2 more]

  Half the root is on the top, half is on the bottom, and the middle section is in the table.

  There was even sawdust falling.

  "……"

  The whole canteen was silent for an instant, as if all the noise was taken away by this chopstick.

  Jiang Ran has been paying attention to Ying Zijin, so naturally it is impossible to lose sight of it.

  He unconsciously let go of his hand, and his holding turntable fell off with a bang.

  The food on the plate fell over my brother.

  The little brother did not call this time, because he was already stupid.

  Not only is he stupid, but all students who see this scene are stupid.

   Hell.

  Zhong Zhiwan looked at the chopsticks only half an inch away from her dinner plate, and his mind buzzed: "..."

  She looked at Ying Zijin in disbelief, her lips trembling.

  If the chopsticks fly a little, it will not be inserted into the table, but...

  Zhong Zhiwan did not dare to think further, the school uniform was completely soaked in cold sweat, and his breathing was disordered.

  She kept shaking, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The girl next to    was also very scared, pulling on Zhong Zhiwan's sleeve.

  No one saw how the chopsticks flew out of the girl's hand.

  But it is not important.

  The important thing is, how did Yingzijin insert a wooden chopstick into the table?

  The canteen is still deadly silent, and all eyes are on the girl.

  嬴子衿 took a pair of chopsticks again and found a place by the window to sit down.

   "What do you look at?" Jiang Ran swept his eyes and sneered, "I haven't seen enough? Would you like to help you dig out your eyes and stick them up to see?"

  The students immediately withdrew their sights and began to bury their heads and eat.

  Jiang Ran lifted his chin, finally feeling better.

  It seems that his majesty as a schoolmaster is still there.

  Xiu Yu took a bite of the apple and sat down.

  It seemed that she hadn't recovered. A few seconds later, she said with difficulty, "Father Ying, you just..."

   "It's nothing." Ying Ziying picked up the greens with chopsticks, faintly, "Forgetting strength."

  Hand strength is too great, she needs to change it.

  Xiu Yu instantly felt that the apple in his mouth was tasteless.

  Forgetting to regain his strength, he inserted a chopstick into the table.

  If this is really helpful, it would be casual to break a hammer, right?

  She suddenly became a little scared.

  Xiu Yu looked at the girl thoughtfully.

   Those who can exert their power to this level, even if they are not orthodox ancient warriors, they will be connected with ancient warriors.

  But after the arrival of the 21st century, ancient warriors rarely appeared.

  Xiu Yu wondered if it was related to the rapid development of science and technology.

  Several ancient martial arts families that used to be prosperous in the imperial capital have basically all retired.

  Jiang Ran can only be regarded as a beginner in ancient martial arts, not an ancient martial artist.

  Because of the improper cultivation method, the internal energy in the body will be disordered, which will affect the temper and mood, so medicine is needed to assist.

  There are too few real ancient warriors.

  The ancient martial arts world, not everyone can enter, it is more mysterious than the ancient medical world.

  Xiu Yu can be sure that their Ying Dad must have something to do with Gu Wu.

  Maybe there is a master from the ancient martial arts world.

  But she didn't ask either.

  As long as she sees Jiang Ran eating flat, she is very happy and can chat with sister Huaping.

   Thinking of this, Xiu Yu had an appetite again and ate a big apple.

  **

   3:30 in the morning.

  The night is quiet, even the nightingale.

  Fu Yun opened his eyes deeply and woke up on the bed in the single apartment.

  He lay in silence for five minutes before getting up slowly.

   In the eyes of a pair of enchanting peach blossoms, shallow bloodshots floated up.

  He didn’t know how many times he had had this nightmare. Even after three years of deep hypnotherapy, he still couldn’t escape this nightmare.

  Every time I close my eyes, it is bloody.

  The sound of explosions, gunshots, and screams linger in the ears.

   is also the past that he cannot escape.

  Fu Yun poured a glass of water deeply and walked to the balcony.

  In the distance are brightly lit buildings, and Shanghai has always been a city that never sleeps.

  The phone rang at this moment.

  The caller is Nie Yi.

  Fu Yun raised his deep eyebrows, but still connected: "Hello?"

   "Yun Shen, I have returned to the Imperial Capital." Nie Yi said in a low voice, "The matter has not been resolved, please take care of Nie Chao for a while."

   "Hmm." Fu Yun pressed the corner of his eye deeply, a little helpless, "This kind of thing, you want to call me at night?"

  Nie also fell silent for a while before speaking again: "No, it was Xuesheng who told me that your emotions have fluctuated too much, and I am afraid that you will do anything excessive."

  Yu Xuesheng is a psychologist he specially invited for Ying Zijin, and is also the second highest in the NOK hypnotist list.

  Fu Yun responded indifferently.

  His emotions are under surveillance.

  This is what he requested to prevent any changes.

  After all, he almost lost control.

   "Yun Shen, you—" Nie Yi paused, "Are you okay?"

   "It's nothing, I'm used to it." Fu Yun laughed deeply, "I just feel that being alive can be tiring sometimes,"

  Nie was also silent.

  I don’t know how to answer.

   "It's okay, I'm hung up." Fu Yunshen didn't say much, "Remember to pay for your brother's food. He really can eat."

Without waiting for Nie Yi to say anything, he cut off the call.

  After a few seconds of contemplation, Fu Yunshen opened WeChat.

  【Yaoyao, what do you want for breakfast, my brother will drop in and take you there. 】

  Fu Yunshen finished sending, he must put down his phone.

  It is four o'clock in the morning, and normal people are sleeping.

  But only a few seconds after his WeChat post, the reply came.

【Not picky eaters. 】

  A few more seconds later, the second WeChat came.

  【Are you having a nightmare? 】

  Fu Yun was taken aback.

  For a while, he replied lazily.

  【The kid is magical? Still up to sleep so late? Although you have a lot of hair and are naturally beautiful, you must take good care of your body. 】

  As soon as this sentence was posted, a video call came.

  Fu Yun took a deep hand, and then clicked to connect.

  The girl’s bare face appears on the phone screen.

  She was wearing a nightdress, with long hair scattered on her shoulders, and her eyebrows were dyed pale gold by the hazy moonlight outside the window.

   Apparently, she just woke up, and the girl's voice was still low and hoarse.

   "You are not sleeping well, I will bring you some medicine tomorrow, and take it every morning, lunch and dinner before dinner, seven days as a course of treatment."

After a pause, Ying Zijin said: "If you have a nightmare, it is best not to stay alone."

  Fu Yun's eyes must be deep.

  He really didn’t expect that the kid would make a video call to him just to say this.

  In the past, no one would tell him not to be alone because of his nightmare.

  "Brother sees it, go to sleep, kid." Fu Yunshen leaned back, his eyelashes moved, and smiled, "If you don't sleep anymore, I have to go to your side now and put you in the bed."

  The video call is hung up directly.

  There is no time for him to react.

  Looking at the blackened phone screen, Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply, his lips curled up, and his eyes were stained with a smile.

  Sure enough, he was still that ruthless kid.

  **

the next day.

  Qingzhi Middle School.

Principal room.

  The principal is looking at recent events in the school.

  As a principal, he should understand the real situation of the students, not just listen to the words of the director or teacher.

  The door was opened at this time.

  He Xun walked in.

  He Xun nods his head to greet him: "Principal."

   "Ms. He is here." The principal pushed his glasses, "Sit down."

  He Xun sat down.

   "It's early April." The principal flipped through the calendar, "The first interview at Norton University was at the end of May."

  He Xun nodded: "Not bad."

  If you want to enter Norton University, you need an invitation letter from the school.

  Without an invitation letter, the top pick in the college entrance examination cannot enter Norton University.

  But this is external.

  Internally, Norton University will organize three interviews.

  The qualification for interview is only available to students who graduated from Norton University.

  That’s why the Youth Club hired He Xun at a high price.

  Because of He Xun, Qingzhi has the qualification to go to Norton University.

  Even if only one student enters Norton University, Qingzhi will immediately rank among the top high schools in the world.

  He Xun has three interview qualifications.

  Although there are few, the principal is already satisfied.

   "I thought about it, so." The principal thought for a moment, and said, "Two interview qualifications are reserved for the international class, and the remaining one is for the first year. Teacher He, what do you think?"

   "The president's decision is naturally very good." He Xun had no objection, "but Norton University does not just look at the results."

  In fact, he is not very clear, after all, his academy is only D grade.

  According to his tutor, the students of the S-level college are the real Norton University students.

  He went to ask, and his mentor would say that it was a secret, and he was not qualified enough to know it.

  He Xun still doesn’t know what level he has reached before he can enter the S-level academy.

   "That's it." The principal nodded, "I remember, Teacher He knows people from O State Royal Academy of Art."

  He Xun was clear: "When the principal asked me to go to Norton University, by the way, how many top students in the art class of the third year of high school?"

  "Not bad." The principal said, "But you may need to bring another one. Classmate Ying Zijin performed well in this art festival. I think she can try it."

  O State Royal College of Art, is also the world’s top university.

  He hopes that every student can have the best future.

  He Xun didn’t even think about it, so he refused, very coldly: “Sorry, principal, I don’t think this is necessary.”

  Ozhou Royal Academy of Arts also needs the results of cultural courses, just at the level of Ying Zijin, what can you do?

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  　　 is already 1.5 million very fat~

  　　 Ye Zhuo, the tech giant in a different world, is reborn, reborn as a wealthy daughter.

  　　 The fake daughter dove occupying the magpie’s nest is disgusted by everyone in the circle.

  　　 was ridiculed: "Even the little finger of a real daughter can't match it!"

  　　 "illegal daughter! Shameless!"

  　　 Regarding this, Mr. Ye gave a chuckle.

Ha ha

  　　 fake daughter?

  　　 illegitimate daughter?

  　　 With a bad hand, she can still turn things around and disrupt the situation!

  　　 Just when Mr. Ye got used to the illegitimate girl's vest--

  　　 The secret that had been hidden for many years was suddenly exposed, and the illegitimate daughter was transformed into a deep-rooted daughter of power.

  　　 It turns out that the head of the Lin family, who is well-known in China Mainland, is actually her father!

  (End of this chapter)