The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94: 092 Boss Ying is simply not human [5 updates]

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The head of the art department fell into silence as he looked on, so shocked that he couldn’t speak.

“Indeed, in all the competition categories, the first place is taken by student Ying Zijin,” one of the teachers responsible for the evaluation coughed, “so it’s quite special.”

In previous years, there were quite a few promising talents, but at most they would sweep the awards in three categories.

Having even one first-class prize was already quite an achievement.

Taking first place in everything was almost impossible.

After all, expertise lies in specialization; no one is omnipotent.

But this time, a student who achieved first place in everything truly emerged.

Is this even human?

The evaluating teachers and masters of the art community had also looked at each other, and indeed, there was nothing to dispute.

To give a first-class prize would still be an understatement.

The head of the art department remained silent, and after a long while, he finally muttered in a daze, “Ah, go ahead and post it on the bulletin board later.”

**

As soon as the opening ceremony ended, this art festival became irrelevant to most students.

Many students shouldered their backpacks and cheered as they left the school.

Before leaving, they didn’t forget to run in front of the third-year high school building to boast a bit.

This infuriated a group of third-year students who felt like throwing down their pens, but with the college entrance exam looming, they had no choice but to continue working on their papers.

Wen Tinglan, on the other hand, was not in class.

Being a specially recruited student of Verdant, he enjoyed considerable privileges.

Because of him, Verdant even made a special trip to Qingshui County, intending to get him into the Elite Class.

As long as Wen Tinglan ultimately takes part in the college entrance exam, nothing else matters.

So even if it’s midterm or final exams, Wen Tinglan could skip them if he wished.

It’s not as if there were no students in the Elite Class who complained about this.

But alas, Wen Tinglan could score full marks even in the notoriously difficult Elite Class papers recognized throughout the internet.

They are top students, Wen Tinglan is a freak.

They had no choice but to keep silent.

So while other students were solving problems, Wen Tinglan was accompanying Old Master Zhong in the Scholars Corridor for a rest.

Old Master Zhong arrived at the school at half-past eight, but he didn’t watch the opening ceremony; instead, Ying Zijin had Wen Tinglan take him away.

Although, Wen Tinglan didn’t understand why his sister did that.

Old Master Zhong brought over a rocking chair and lay comfortably in the shade of the trees, “Xiao Lan, you won quite a lot of red packets from your grandpa that day, didn’t you? Don’t you think you should agree to a request from grandpa?”

Wen Tinglan gazed at him quietly.

Just then, Old Master Zhong took out his phone and opened Weibo, “Come on, follow your grandpa.”

“…”

Wen Tinglan said expressionlessly, “I don’t use Weibo.”

“Eh?” Old Master Zhong muttered, “You young people not using Weibo, even more out of touch than me.”

He lost a follower.

He was unhappy.

Wen Tinglan’s eyelashes drooped, and he pursed his lips tightly.

He really wanted to, but he was also afraid of connecting with the outside world.

“Xiao Lan, why don’t you tell your grandpa some interesting things about Zijin when she was a child? Did she ever roll off the bed while sleeping?” Old Master Zhong smiled, “Did she ever roll off the bed while sleeping?”

He did not get an answer, receiving instead a look from the youth as if he were gazing at a foolish old man.

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With a feeling of constriction in his heart, Old Master Zhong took out his phone and began to surf the net.

The happiest part of his day was to join the young netizens in savoring the latest juicy gossip.

“Yo-ho, what has Wei Hou done now.” Old Master Zhong pushed up his reading glasses, “He actually provoked the Hua Country Calligraphers Association to personally issue a statement.”

Wen Tinglan’s eyelashes lifted, and he looked over.

[@Hua Country Calligrapher AssociationV: Following a report, our council member @WriteRegularScriptWeiHou has engaged in unfair competition practices, falsely claiming student work as his own, an extremely serious offense. He will be expelled as a punishment from the association, permanently blacklisted, and should such incidents occur in the future, our association will not tolerate them!]

The post was accompanied by a notice bearing the seal of the Hua Country Calligrapher Association.

As well as signatures from the chairman and vice-chairman.

The Hua Country Calligrapher Association is a main association while the Shanghai Art Association is just a local branch association.

The chairman of the Shanghai Art Association cannot even compare with a single member of the Hua Country Calligrapher Association.

Everyone admitted into the Hua Country Calligrapher Association is a celebrated calligrapher, representing the pinnacle of Hua Country’s calligraphy.

Geniuses like Lin Xi don’t even have the qualifications to be assessed right now.

The older generation of calligraphers are generally low-profile; since the Hua Country Calligrapher Association’s Weibo account was created, it has only posted ten times, nine of which were re-posts.

The first original Weibo post was an automatic greeting from Weibo itself.