Mountain Springs

The country girl, Emily, was an orphan. She survived off the scraps that she could find from families around her. Every one of them despised her.
One day, a fairy-like little brother came to the city and brought her home.
At first, Emily wasn't popular in other people's homes, but she quickly awakened her god-tier learning talent. She could learn pretty much anything and everything in an instant.
Soon, Emily was regarded as a child prodigy. She was proficient in all sorts of arts, including zither, chess, and calligraphy, and that's just the tip of the iceberg.
The elders and older brothers who didn't really like her in the past were all captivated by her and spoilt her like a little fairy.
Every day, her grandparents, parents, uncles, aunties, and brothers fought to pamper her.
Grandpa said, "Baby, can you help Grandpa take a look at this painting?"
Grandpa liked to collect oil paintings, but his deteriorating eyesight couldn't discern good paintings from bad ones, and he kept getting tricked by sellers . So he had to consult the seven-year-old Emily because paintings that passed through Emily's hands were never wrong.
Her father pleaded, "Baby, help me. The chairman of the Gu Site Corporation wants to get a calligraphy painting from you. This will determine whether my company can land a deal with them!"
Her brothers pleaded. "Baby, are you busy today? When are you going to visit your brother's school? I promised the principal that I would bring you there. You can't go back on your word."


Dragon Boat Translation

My Genius Sister is Only Seven!?

DragonBoatTrans

The president of the Go Association had a smile on his face as he started playing with Emily as well.

However, after a few moves, the president felt that the encirclement that he wanted to form against Emily had been broken by Emily. Emily's counter-moves were incisive and decisive, causing the president to suddenly sit up straight.

"Hey, Fourth Brother, what's the situation now? Is Millie preparing to challenge a 9-dan?" Shen Xu knocked on Shen Hao's shoulder and asked in a low voice, afraid that his loud voice would disturb Emily.

"It's fine. Millie just wants to play. It's fine. The president won't hold a grudge against a little girl. Let's just watch."

Although Shen Hao said that he was fine, his eyes were fixed on Emily. His tightly knitted brows had never relaxed.

Go 9-Dan Player