The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130: 127 Norton University called [2nd update]

He Xun had always wanted to know who this study streamer was.

But alas, the streamer never showed their face during the broadcasts, only their hands, which made it impossible for him to guess.

In the academic world of Hua Country, there are definitely a handful capable of this, and still very young.

Yet, He Xun couldn’t match this streamer with any of those scholars.

However, it surely wouldn’t be someone from Norton University.

Even students from a D-level institution like his wouldn’t be livestreaming as internet celebrities.

Not to mention, students from A-level institutions and above, who are virtually unseen in ordinary industries.

When He Xun realized it was still only a hand in view, he was disappointed.

After a moment of thought, he took out a card from his wallet.

He snapped a photo of it and sent it to the streamer in a private message.

**

Around noon, most people are usually eating, but the live studio audience was still substantial.

It had only been a few minutes since Ying Zijin had started the stream when a flurry of comments had already emerged.

[The Divine Calculation has finally returned, waiting for you was so tough.]

[Though math makes me lose my appetite, the math taught by the Divine Calculation is surprisingly appetizing.]

[What a coincidence, brother in front, I am also holding a bowl of rice and eating.]

Seeing these comments, Ying Zijin paused for a moment.

She used a different voice from her own, “Today, I’ll talk about high school mathematics.”

[Wow, has the Divine Calculation finally become human? Decided to teach high school math, I’ve already got my stool set up.]

[A silent passerby from second year of high school here, it’s finally my turn to worship the Divine Calculation.]

[Divine Calculation, why haven’t you been streaming lately?]

Ying Zijin took out her Math Elective 2-2 textbook and casually replied, “Midterm exams, preparing.”

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The screen was a cascade of ellipses, filling up the chat.

He Xun, who was also watching the stream, frowned.

Midterm exams?

A scholar of this level still has midterm exams?

Even if it was to conceal their identity, would they really use such an easily exposed excuse?

[What a coincidence, Divine Calculation, I had midterm exams today too. You have no idea how bizarre the questions at our school are, I’ve sent you a private message, just check it whenever you’re free.]

[It’s so down to earth of the Divine Calculation to have midterm exams.]

While writing on paper, Ying Zijin opened her private messages.

Then, she saw the comprehensive science exam questions from the Verdant Talented Class: “…”

It really was a coincidence.

The papers she was doing were from the same set.

Just as Ying Zijin was about to close the private message inbox, her gaze drifted downward and noticed four words that caught her attention.

Norton University.

She opened that message.

[Hello, Divine Calculation, I’m fourth on your fan ranking. You’ve never responded to my messages, and I’m not sure why.

I’m a graduate of Norton University and I need your help with something. Please reply when you see this.]

Below the message was a picture.

A certificate of completion from Norton University.

It was a certificate of completion, not a diploma.

Ying Zijin stopped looking.

She closed the message, deleted it, and then blocked the account.

Her Divine Calculation powers were still low, and it was indeed impossible to deduce the identity of someone at the other end of an internet connection.

And frankly, she didn’t have the spare interest to calculate every person she encountered.

Live streaming was just a tool for her to make money, she never took it to heart.

After streaming for an hour and a half, Ying Zijin turned off the stream and then took two pens to attend her English exam.

The first thirty minutes were for listening.

Due to her obsessive-compulsive disorder, while Ying Zijin was listening, she found herself wanting to correct the intonation and pauses of the voice actors reading the listening passages.

After finishing, she looked down for the first time and realized she hadn’t filled in any answers.

After briefly reviewing the content in her mind, Ying Zijin picked up her pen and began answering from the first listening question.

It was still that bizarrely fast answering speed.

Not to mention that the English test was all multiple choice, which made her speed soar even higher.

While students from the Elite Class next to her were still finishing their cloze tests, Ying Zijin had already completed the error correction exercises.

She glanced at the essay topic, required to write 150 words, and seriously considered putting down her pen.

But since she already couldn’t score full marks on Chinese, she might as well do the English exam.

After using another ten minutes to finish her essay, Ying Zijin glanced at the time, yawned, and lowered her head to rest.

Exams at Verdant were conducted strictly according to the National College Entrance Examination standards, where you could only turn in your paper fifteen minutes earlier at most.

It was the first time Fu Yunshen had ever heard such a saying.

His peach-blossom eyes lifted, and he smoothly took away the phone from the girl’s hand, “Little friend, I’m confiscating your phone for now. You should watch less abnormal stuff.”

“Don’t let your smart little head turn dumb.”

Ying Zijin glanced at him, but didn’t ask for the phone back.

Anyway, it was time for her to sleep now.

She pulled out a blanket, wrapped herself up, and turned her back to Fu Yunshen.

“…”

Fu Yunshen was slightly helpless, his light amber pupils flickering gently, a bewitching tenderness in his eyes.

Their little friend was really not easy to coax.

**

He Xun hadn’t received a reply from the study broadcaster he had been waiting for until after work, feeling somewhat jittery.

But he clearly saw that the broadcaster had addressed a question sent by another fan during the live stream.

He frowned and sent another private message, but it was unsuccessful.

He had been blacklisted by the broadcaster, unable to send even a barrage message ever again.

This was something He Xun had not anticipated at all.

He took a deep breath, feeling like his money was wasted.

Just then, Verdant’s official school website posted a new announcement.

[Title]: Punishment announcement regarding the 4.29 Elite Class science comprehensive exam.

[Content]: This morning at 9:40 am, a teacher surnamed He had a conflict with a student in the examination room. Upon investigation, it was realized that it was the teacher’s personal actions that affected the student’s examination.

The punishment is as follows: Teacher surnamed He is banned from invigilating exams and is suspended for one week; he must apologize to the student during the flag-raising ceremony.

This is hereby announced.

Seeing this announcement, He Xun’s expression turned even uglier.

Admittedly, he had indeed been impulsive about the matter, but was it necessary to take it so seriously?

And to post it on the school website, what would his students think of him?

He Xun stood up, prepared to find the principal.

At that moment, his phone rang.

He stopped in his tracks and took it out to look.

No caller ID was displayed; it was clearly hidden.

Naturally, he had received calls from such numbers before, and not just once.

And there was only one place that would call him with a hidden number.

Norton University.