Chapter 27: Rotten face
[Big Scoop! Ying Luwei entered the hospital late at night, suspected of being pregnant! ]
The hot spot is under the hot search, you can see it as soon as you enter Weibo.
Soon, Ying Luwei's fans rushed over after hearing the news.
[Wah~ Isn't my sister getting close to our brother-in-law? ]
[Ahhhh! If Luwei is pregnant, she won't be able to host a concert! ]
[I look forward to it, Luwei's face is so high and so is my brother-in-law, the child should be beautiful.]
Ying Luwei and Jiang Moyuan's wedding engagement is not a secret, so the fans affectionally call him brother-in-law.
In a large celebratory comment, there will always be something else.
[Haha, Jiang Moyuan is blind and wants to marry a big white lotus. Why? Does she want to give birth to a little white lotus? Want to open a pond to grow flowers?]
In just one sentence, the commenter scolded two people, and the fans were so angry that they yelled at them.
But because of what happened that day, for fear of being slapped in the face again, a big fan spoke in time.
[Black Fans/Antis are here again. Sisters, don't mind them. The more you pay attention, the more you jump, report it faster. ]
Fans reported the black comment and celebrated with joy.
But she didn't know that Ying Luwei was going crazy at this time. She looked at herself with a rash in the mirror, and didn't even dare to cry.
"What's the matter?" The agent was also startled, "What did you touch?"
Ying Luwei choked out: "Nothing."
She just went back to the old house.
"It's weird. Even the doctor hasn't found out the allergens and can't prescribe the right medicine." The agent frowned. "I'll call San Ye and let him..."
"No!" Ying Luwei was suddenly excited, "We can't let Moyuan see me like this."
"Then you..." The agent has a headache, "Okay, I will contact a doctor in the Imperial Capital, and you should get ready to go to the Imperial Capital."
Ying Luwei put on the mask, wanting to die.
The agent said again: "Don't touch your face, and bear with it no matter how it itches. Put on a mask these next few days and don't show up in public."
**
On the other side.
Inside the hotpot skewers store, in a compartment.
The spicy aroma becomes stronger, stimulating the taste buds.
Ying Zijin propped her chin and pointed to the picture of a red spicy soup*: "I want this."
Fu Yunshen glanced at it and then ordered a mushroom soup pot*: "You are still not in good health, eat something less spicy."
"..."
He leaned on the chair, laughed: "You invited me to dinner, shouldn't I make the decision?"
Ying Zijin rubbed her head and reluctantly agreed: "Okay."
Then she will eat by herself next time.
They choose dishes, the shop served it on the pot, and the service is well.
Not long after, the heat fills up, making people feel a little warm.
The girl is holding a glass of iced-cola. Not knowing what she was thinking, and there were some sweat on her drooping eyelashes.
It is hazy, reminiscent of the fog floating on the distant mountains, which may diffuse at any time.
It was supposed to be the beauty that didn't exist in the world but it suddenly fell, and it felt surreal.
Fu Yunshen titled his head: "Yaoyao."
Ying Zijin replied back: "En?"
"I remember that three days later, Qingzhi will start school again." The man looked casual, "Do you need me to send you there?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin who was thinking about whether to raise flowers or pigs first: "..."
It seems like her retirement life already ended before it even started.
It's not that she has never gone to school, in fact, she likes to learn new things.
When she was in Europe before, she studied alchemy with that lunatic at Norton University.
The alchemy of Europe, it is the same as refining medicine of ancient medical circle in China.
On the other hand, in order to make it easier to live on earth, she studied mathematics, physics, biology, astronomy, etc. here in three hundred years.
She also participated in seminars organized by some of the top scholars at that time and learned a lot from them.
But letting her go to school now?
Ying Zijin tried to remember the subjects that Qingzhi Middle School had to learn from her memory, and pondered for a while.
The only subject she hasn't touched before is Chinese composition, and it seems like it's not that difficult.
Fortunately, she can continue to care for the elderly and by the way, experience campus life in the 21st century.
"It's okay, I can just go by myself." Ying Zijin shook her head slightly, "It's not far away."
Qingzhi Middle School is in the second ring and the transportation is well-developed.
"Then if you need my help, tell me at any time." Fu Yunshen nodded, "Oh right, Yaoyao, your medicine..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another white colored medicine bottle in front of him.
"Upgraded version." Ying Zijin yawned, "There are still some left."
Fu Yunshen obviously did not expect her move. He stayed still for a while with his lips curled slightly: "Yaoyao is so generous?"
Ying Zijin said indifferently: "Not everyone has it."
There are only a few people who are really good to her.
Fu Yunshen blinked and smiled softly, "Thank you, Yaoyao."
He knew that these medicines are not simple.
At least in the ancient medical world of China, the number of people who can refine medicine only within a dozen.
A pill is priceless.
But she gave it without saying, and it was still a bottle.
Fu Yunshen did not ask nor check.
Everyone has their own secrets, and he is no exception.
**
Three days later.
Qingzhi Middle School.
Except for third years who returned back to school earlier, the first and second years both start today.
The morning self-study started at quarter past seven but at six forty, the second year's elite class was already full.
After moving up from the first year of high school this year, they are already in quasi-senior year, and can't slack in the slightest.
But one place is still vacant.
That location is in the most inconspicuous corner of the classroom, next to the trash can, the table and chair are full of dust, and there are a lot of messy footprints.
When the students were on duty, they also neglected this place intentionally or unintentionally.
Several boys looked over there and whispered.
"Tell me, she wouldn't dare to come, right?"
"I think it is possible. Anyway, she came for nothing. Out of 750, she got a 387 on the test, and pulled down our class average."
"That is, if I'm her, I would be embarrassed to stay in the elite class. "
In the elite class, what kind of students are the most despised?
Nothing to contribute, but can still get things that others can't.
Occupying the best resources, and yet unmotivated.
There are only fifty people in the elite class, and Ying Zijin occupies a place, which means that the fifty-first can't get in.
Ying Feifei sat in front of these boys.
After hearing these words, she poked the person on the front desk and lowered her voice: "Zhiwan, what do you think your aunt was thinking? Why did she want to send an adopted daughter to the elite class?"
Zhong Zhiwan was reading the physics book and heard these words. She smiled faintly: "I don't know what auntie thinks, but the reason she is able to enter the elite class is because of the blessing of Teacher Ying."
Ying Luwei is a specially-appointed music teacher at Qingzhi Middle School and would occasionally teach students.
"Teacher Ying is too kind to her, right?" Ying Feifei was unhappy, "In this way, even if she fails the exam, she won't be expelled from the elite class."
No one didn't want Ying Zijin to leave, she really drags them back too much.
Zhong Zhiwan closed the book and said indifferently, "Is it not easy to expel her from the elite class?"
Author's Note:
Yaoyao is not a schoolmaster*, but a scholar. She is about to start the slaughter mode.
You may not believe it. Newton studied alchemy, the earliest Alchemy is similar to turning stones into gold, which later evolved into a panacea