The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: 146 The Ying Family is about to fall【3 more】

Although the first-year high school students were aware of the mid-term exams a few days ago, they hadn’t experienced the public Q&A session, and with an academic building separating them, they naturally weren’t clear on the details.

At most, they knew there was an Academic God in the second year, who was very good-looking, and people lined up everyday to the second-year Class 19 could stretch down to the first floor.

As a prominent figure in the second year, Ying Luwei obviously couldn’t compare to her, given that she had already taught them music appreciation classes several times.

Ying Luwei paid great attention to her public image outside and marketed herself as someone exemplifying tranquil days.

So, even if she was busy each year, she would always teach a music class when first-year students just entered the school, establishing her gentle appearance in their minds first, and then maintaining the frequency of one class per month.

In the second year, due to Ying Zijin’s influence, Ying Luwei’s influence had significantly decreased.

The third-years, preparing for college entrance exams, simply had no time for music classes.

Originally, the second-year students also liked Ying Luwei very much, but now, whether it was the Elite Class or other classes, they no longer showed their past warmth towards her.

Ying Luwei did not expect Ying Zijin to show up here; she paused for a moment, then smiled, “Isn’t Xiao Jin in the second-year academic building? Why did you come here?”

Ying Zijin ignored her, not giving her an extra glance.

“Xiao Jin, wait a minute!” Ying Luwei wouldn’t miss this opportunity and hurriedly called out to the girl.

Her gaze shifted and then noticed Wen Tinglan, her eyebrows slightly creasing.

This young man, she seemed to have seen him somewhere before.

“Let me introduce everyone, this is my niece,” Ying Luwei turned back with a good temper, “and your senior sister in the second year. I taught her piano, and if you want to listen in the future, you can also find Xiao Jin.”

Upon hearing this, the first-year students didn’t seem to react right away.

“Teacher Ying, she learned piano from you?” The boy who spoke up for her earlier was even more indignant on her behalf, “Then I am really curious about what kind of Immortal piano this student can play that she would even call the teacher trash.”

From the last semester until now, they had attended five music appreciation classes with Ying Luwei.

Students of this age hadn’t usually attended a true top-level piano concert, so naturally, they regarded Ying Luwei’s piano skills as the highest standard.

“Isn’t there a saying, ‘blue is extracted from the indigo plant but is bluer than it’?” Ying Luwei didn’t get angry, she just smiled, “Xiao Jin has a strong ability to learn; she can even achieve first in her grade. That her piano is better than mine, as her aunt, is not—”

She hadn’t finished her sentence when she was interrupted.

“Auntie, don’t be so affectionate when you call me,” Xiu Yu sneered, “We all know how you treated Daddy Ying, and we aren’t blind.”

Pointing at Ying Luwei, she directly addressed the first-year students, “Do you know what your Teacher Ying has done? Suffering from hemophilia with a rare blood type, unable to find a blood source, she and her fiancé conspired to find a living blood bank.”

“There, this living blood bank, is standing right before you. If it weren’t for—”

Xiu Yu’s smile was mocking, taunting, “I heard that because Daddy Ying was forced to draw blood for you, he once didn’t even have the energy to teach classes, and you’re still teaching her piano? Are you forcing her to go without rest?”

“Saying you’re trash is not just about your piano being trash; you’re trash through and through.”

“…”

The music classroom was deadly silent, and the students were all shocked; disbelief was their predominant emotion.

The phrase ‘living blood bank’ sounded cruel just by listening to it.

They looked at Ying Luwei, their eyes filled with novelty as if seeing her for the first time, and the warmth they used to have for Ying Luwei gradually faded.

Ying Luwei had not expected that this matter would be brought up again, especially in front of so many students.

Under their scrutinizing gazes, her blood flowed backward, rushing into her head with a buzzing sound, nearly making her unstable.

Ying Luwei’s lips were trembling, her complexion pale, “You, you….”

The boy who had spoken on Ying Luwei’s behalf was also shaken. He pursed his lips but still retorted firmly, “This is just your side of the story, how would we know if it’s true or not? Didn’t she say that Teacher Ying’s piano was trash? Let her come up and play then.”

“You expect me to do it just because you said so, who are you?” Jiang Ran came over with hands in his pockets, “It’s 2022, and there are still people with such thinking? Suppose I don’t like the bread from the shop in Punan, do I have to go and bake for them?”

Jiang Ran’s reputation as a school tyrant wasn’t only known among the first-years, but also clearly to the three years of junior high.

Now, the boy no longer dared to speak.

“Xiao Jin, your aunt has already apologized to you for this matter, and it also can’t all be blamed on me; at that time, our family was too anxious.” Ying Luwei endured the humiliation, “In a few days, it’ll be my concert. Could you come? I have prepared a spot for you, right in the first row.”

As if she had been waiting for this very sentence, Ying Zijin stopped.

She tilted her head slightly and gave one word in response, “Okay.”

“If that’s not possible, it’s also not—” Ying Luwei hadn’t expected the girl to agree outright and was momentarily taken aback, “Xiao Jin, you agreed?”

Ying Zijin, however, didn’t answer again. She took out a bag of milk from her backpack, threw it to Wen Tinglan, and left.

Even Lu Zhi heard from her mentor that some renowned physicians from the capital were coming to Shanghai City just to meet this miracle doctor.

Among those seeking the miracle doctor were also members of the capital’s wealthy families.

True, Jiang Moyuan was the Executive Director of Jiang Corporation, but within the capital, tossing money around wouldn’t even make a splash.

A doctor of Ying Zijin’s level helping out was something the capital’s wealthy families would kneel to request.

Did Jiang Moyuan even compare?

“Lu Zhi, what nonsense are you talking about?” Ying Luwei’s heart panicked, but she quickly regained composure, “Enough, stop making a fuss. I’ll come to see you tomorrow, it’s decided then. My mom still needs you a lot.”

“Am I talking nonsense?” Lu Zhi didn’t want to remind her further and sneered again, “Ying Luwei, let me tell you, keep on pretending. It won’t be long before your Ying Family collapses!”

Having said that, she hung up the phone and quickly blocked Ying Luwei.

**

Only a few senior executives at Chuguang Media and Universal Film Company knew about the production of a 17th to 18th-century O-continent music history film.

Since the matter hadn’t been settled yet, the executives kept it strictly confidential.

Ying Luwei wanted to leverage public opinion to make Chuguang Media offer her the role of Vera Hall, but she wasn’t confident about it.

To become Hua Country’s number one entertainment company meant having a substantial background for sure.

After some thought, she logged onto her Weibo account, which she hadn’t accessed for two months.

[ @Ying Luwei V: Today is May 10th. My first concert of the year is set for May 18th. I’ll be waiting for everyone at the Great Hall in Shanghai City, looking forward to reuniting with all of you [Cute]. Also, to apologize to Xiao Jin, I have specifically invited her to attend my concert. Her piano skills are very good, I taught her, the student surpasses the teacher. Hope everyone will enjoy it. ]

Ninety percent of Ying Luwei’s fans had left, and it was only the most die-hard ones that remained.

Her Weibo post set abuzz the long-idle fans.

If it weren’t for the last sentence.

[Sorry, we don’t dare to scold the little sister, afraid of being accused of cyberbullying and sent away, but I’m still puzzled, why does Luwei’s concert need her interference? Can it not be chaotic? We want to see Luwei, not you.]

[Luwei is going to play Vera Hall’s “Sun and Moon” for us, may I ask @DoNotDisturbMe what are you going to play? What, is it perhaps another one of Vera Hall’s pieces, more difficult than “Sun and Moon”, “Holy War”? Or is it the “Song of Jade Ice Cui” that no pianist has ever played before? [Smile][Smile]]