True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

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

Even sawdust fell.

"..."

The entire cafeteria was silent in 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 see it.

He loosened his hand unconsciously, and the turntable he was holding fell with a bang.

The food on the plate poured over the younger brother.

The younger brother didn't call this time, because people are already stupid.

Not only was he stupid, but all the students who saw this scene were stupid.

Like hell.

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

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

If this chopstick strayed a little, it would not be inserted into the table, but...

Zhong Zhiwan didn't dare to think about it at all, 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 her was also quite frightened, pulling on Zhong Zhiwan's sleeve.

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

But it doesn't matter.

Importantly, how did Ying Zijin insert a wooden chopstick into the table?

The cafeteria was still deadly silent, and all eyes were focused on the girl.

Ying Zijin took another pair of chopsticks and found a seat by the window to sit down.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ran swept his eyes and sneered, "I haven't seen enough? Would you like to dig out your eyes and stick them in front of you?"

The students immediately withdrew their gazes and began to bury their heads in food.

Jiang Ran raised his chin, and his mood finally improved.

It seems that his majesty as a school bully is still there.

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

She didn't seem to return to her senses, and after a few seconds, she said in a difficult voice: "Dad Ying, you just..."

"It's nothing." Ying Zijin picked up the vegetables with chopsticks, and said lightly, "Forgot to pull back."

The hand is too strong, she needs to change.

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

Forgetting to withdraw, he inserted a chopstick into the table.

If this is really hard work, it would be easy to break a hammer, right?

She was suddenly 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 martial artists, will be related to ancient martial arts.

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

Xiu Yu didn't know if it had something to do with the rapid development of technology.

Several ancient martial arts families that once flourished in the imperial capital have basically all retired.

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

Because the method of cultivation is not appropriate, the internal energy in the body will be disordered, which will affect the temper and emotions, so drugs are needed to assist.

There are too few real ancient warriors.

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

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

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

But she didn't ask.

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

Thinking of this, Xiu Yu regained his appetite and ate an extra big apple.

**

Three thirty in the morning.

The night was 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 slowly getting up.

In the eyes of a pair of enchanting peach blossoms, there are shallow bloodshots floating up.

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

Every time I close my eyes, there is blood.

The sound of explosions, gunshots, and screams lingered in my ears.

It is also the past that he cannot escape.

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

In the distance is a group of brightly lit buildings, Shanghai City has always been a city that never sleeps.

The phone rang at this moment.

The caller is Nie Yi.

Fu Yun raised his brows deeply, but still connected: "Hello?"

"Yun Shen, I have already 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."

"Well." Fu Yun pressed the corner of his eyes deeply, feeling a little helpless, "You have to call me at night for this kind of thing?"

Nie Yi was silent for a while before speaking again: "No, it was Xue Sheng who told me that your mood fluctuated too much, and I was afraid that you would do something extreme."

Yu Xuesheng is the psychologist he specially invited for Ying Zijin, and he is also the second hypnotist on NOK's list.

Fu Yun gave a deep and light answer.

His emotions are being monitored.

This is what he asked himself to prevent any changes.

After all, he had almost lost control once.

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

"It's nothing, I'm used to it." Fu Yun gave a deep smile, "I just feel that sometimes it's tiring to live,"

Nie was also silent.

Don't know how to answer.

"It's alright, I'm hanging up." Fu Yunshen didn't say much, "remember to pay for your brother's food, he really eats well."

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

After thinking for a few more seconds, Fu Yunshen opened WeChat.

[Yaoyao, what would you like to have for breakfast, brother will drop by and bring it to you. 】

After Fu Yunshen finished posting, he was about to put down his phone.

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

But just a few seconds after he sent this WeChat, the reply came.

【Not picky eaters. 】

A few seconds later, the second WeChat message came.

【Have you had a nightmare? 】

Fu Yun was taken aback.

After a while, he replied lazily.

[A child's magic tricks? Still not sleeping so late? Although you have a lot of hair and a natural beauty, you also need to take good care of your body. 】

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

Fu Yun gave a deep hand and clicked to connect.

The girl's plain makeup appears on the phone screen.

She was wearing a nightgown, her long hair scattered over her shoulders, and her brows and eyes were dyed pale gold by the hazy moonlight outside the window.

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

"You don't sleep well. I'll bring you some medicine tomorrow. Take it every morning, noon and dinner. Seven days is a course of treatment."

After a pause, Ying Zijin said again, "If you have nightmares, it's best not to be alone."

Fu Yun's eyes were sure.

He really didn't expect that the child 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 nightmares.

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

The video call hung up immediately.

There was no time for him to react.

Looking at the darkened screen of the mobile phone, Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply, the corners of his lips curled up, and the bottom of his eyes was stained with a smile.

Sure enough, he was still the ruthless little boy.

**

the next day.

Qingzhi Middle School.

Principal room.

The principal is looking at recent events at the school.

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

The door was opened at this time.

He Xun walked in.

He Xun nodded in greeting: "Principal."

"Mr. 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 will be 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 student in the college entrance examination cannot enter Norton University.

But this is external.

Internally, Norton University will organize three interviews.

The qualifications for the interview are only available to students who have graduated from Norton University.

That's why Qingzhi 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 be among the top high schools in the world.

He Xun had three interview qualifications in total.

Although it is very small, the principal is already very satisfied.

"I thought about it for a while, 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 grade. Teacher He, what do you think?"

"The principal's decision is naturally good." He Xun had no objection, "but Norton University doesn't just look at grades."

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

According to his tutor, the students of the S-class academy are the real Norton students.

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

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

"That's it." The principal nodded, "I remember that Teacher He knew people from the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O."

He Xun understood: "When the principal asked me to go to Norton University, those top students in the art class of the third year by the way?"

"Not bad," the principal said, "but you may need to bring another one. Ying Zijin has done very well in this art festival. I think she can give it a try."

The Royal Academy of Arts in Continental O is also one of the top universities in the world.

He wants every student to have the best possible future.

He Xun refused without thinking, and said coldly, "I'm sorry, principal, I don't think it's necessary."

The Royal Academy of Arts of Continent O also needs the grades in the culture class. As far as Ying Zijin's level is, what can you do if you go there?

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