Although Ying Zijin has many admirers, she doesn’t make public appearances, so her influence is not as strong as SY’s.
Especially after the Leaangle Family took Ying Zijin back, many people have been secretly upset.
Now that they got this opportunity, they’re naturally holding on tight, making sarcastic remarks at her expense.
[I now have reason to suspect that the last spaceship experiment might also have been this young lady using money to buy the finished product.]
[Exactly, she has been staying in that Hua Country outside the city, do I even need to mention how outdated the technology there is compared to the Seven Continents and Four Oceans? She’s only studied for so long, without money, how could she compare with Bier?]
[It’s exhausting, the current generation of the Leaangle Family is just so disappointing.]
[Yes, they can’t compare with the previous generation. Have you heard of Miss Xiluo? Now that’s a true genius.]
Seeing this remark, Bier pursed her lips, feeling a little jab in her heart.
But as long as she can drag Ying Zijin down, it doesn’t matter if she gets scolded.
Bier sneered, switched to an ordinary account, and posed as a bystander to comment.
[I heard the Leaangle Family is about to elect a patriarch, does she even deserve it?]
As expected, a bunch of people joined in agreement below.
Bier glanced at the comments below, feeling satisfied.
The jury isn’t doing anything, she’s helping make Ying Zijin famous.
If the Leaangle Family tries to take down the trending topic, it would only be "hiding facts with lies," sparking greater backlash and public uproar.
**
On the other side.
Hacker Alliance.
Ying Zijin had just finished watching a new melodrama when she received a phone call.
"God Ying, the jury just sent someone to find you." Ye Siqing’s voice was serious, "They said there’s a problem with your experimental results and they’re asking you to come over and explain."
"A problem?" Ying Zijin’s gaze flickered slightly, "Alright, I’m on my way."
She put on a baseball cap to shield herself from the glaring sun, grabbed a bottle of juice made by Fu Yunshen, and set off.
"Hey, Ah Ying." Qin Lingyu saw her, "Where are you heading off to? Didn’t we agree to go to Xiu’s place for drinks and barbecue tonight?"
Hearing the word "drinks," Yu Xuesheng spoke up slowly: "Little Yu."
Qin Lingyu put his hands behind his back, turned his head, and conceded, "Alright, you guys drink, I’ll just eat the barbecue."
Ying Zijin glanced at the two of them, leisurely saying, "You two are inseparable now."
The Sun and the Moon.
Complementing each other, a match made in heaven.
Qin Lingyu said earnestly, "For dozens of centuries, we’ve already been an old married couple."
He had to admit, reincarnation seemed pretty fun, there’s always something fresh about it.
"Hmm, who was it who said to me—" Ying Zijin began speaking unhurriedly, even changing her voice slightly, "I don’t even know him, why should I find him?"
Qin Lingyu: "..."
Fu Yunshen raised his eyes and an eyebrow.
Now it’s not just him who has a weak spot.
Their girl was quite interesting, specifically remembering these words.
Yu Xuesheng didn’t speak, just smiled lightly.
Qin Lingyu sincerely praised, "Ah Ying, you could go into acting, I guarantee you’d win the Best Actress trophy directly."
In the previous reincarnations, she hadn’t been very memorable, but this time around, the memories were especially vivid.
Compared to being a Sage, she much preferred playing with her fans, checking their homework.
"Thank you for the compliment." Ying Zijin nodded, "It shouldn’t be anything major, I’ll just head over and come back. Let’s meet at the bar later."
Fu Yunshen picked up the car keys, "I’ll drive you."
He knew her dreams, he wouldn’t interfere, only support.
Thirty minutes later, the sports car arrived at the research institute.
Ying Zijin got out of the car, and just as she reached the jury’s office, she heard someone speaking pompously.
It was Dean Norman.
"Pff, with this issue, they thought something serious happened," Dean Norman spoke loudly, still a bit smug, "You old folks don’t know, do you? My apprentice is SY."
"How’s that, impressive, right? Awesome, right? Don’t you all want to poach her? Ayy, you can’t get her, you just can’t get her."
Ying Zijin: "..."
She pushed open the door, seeing several jurors seemingly dumbfounded and a bit flustered by Dean Norman’s claims.
Ying Zijin didn’t really want to acknowledge it, but she still spoke up, "Professor."
"Ayy, apprentice, you’re here!" Dean Norman was delighted, "So impressive, really made me proud. You don’t know, these old guys thought SY was some seasoned professor, at least with twenty years of teaching."
Within a few words, Ying Zijin had already deduced the situation.
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