The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 298: 287 Live broadcast, undressing myself【3 updates】

As soon as the girl spoke, the eyes of everyone in the class gathered around.

With curiosity and confusion.

Since officially entering the third year of high school over a month ago, they had already taken three mock exams, and Ying Yuexuan’s results were indeed outstanding.

Even Zhong Zhiwan could not beat her.

If Ying Zijin was not there, the top spot in the grade could only belong to Ying Yuexuan.

The students in the Elite Class had not anticipated that after studying for a year in O Continent, Ying Yuexuan’s grades would have improved so much.

“How could that be possible?” Ying Yuexuan was startled, she pursed her lips and shook her head, “How could I possibly be first? Although I hid my username, I am currently only 112th on the overall leaderboard.”

With that, she also confidently displayed her phone for all to see.

The students crowded around for a look and found that it was indeed true.

No.112: Username hidden, Hua Country, 478 points

The score gaps in the ISC selection competition were staggering, with the top twenty already scoring over 2000 points, but 21st place had only 1508 points.

The 100th place scored 996 points.

And between Ying Yuexuan and the 100th, there was a difference of over four hundred points.

The difficulty of ISC was not in the bizarre questions posed.

Whether they were basic or supplementary questions, they were not as hard as any mock exam for the students of the Elite Class.

But the scope of ISC was too wide, and the supplementary questions had time constraints.

Once the questions went beyond the nine subjects studied in high school, the contestants were at a loss.

Having seen Ying Yuexuan’s ranking, the study committee member was not as excited anymore, but still offered praise.

“Yuexuan, you are still amazing, I can only rank 408th on the overall leaderboard. It seems that you have the highest rank in Verdant,” she said.

After all, contestants were high school students from across the globe, and Verdant was one of the top contenders within Hua Country but did not have particularly strong international competitiveness.

“The final international competition, I think, has 600 spots,” the girl at the desk said, “Xiao Xuan, this means you’re firmly in the running for the final international contest, and who knows, maybe when the time comes, you might even end up in the same group as Ying Zijin, winning glory for our Verdant.”

Upon hearing this name, Ying Yuexuan stopped talking.

She clenched her phone and bowed her head to continue working on her problems.

“Speaking of Ying Zijin, she’s back from the capital,” the study committee member added, “Class 19 is going crazy, how did we not realize back then that she was also great at studying?”

This statement silenced many in the classroom.

Since the establishment of the Elite Class in Verdant, the top grade position had always belonged to the Elite Class.

Theirs was the only exception.

When Ying Zijin was still in the Elite Class, most people were indifferent toward her.

Lu Fang and Ying Feifei were the ones constantly mocking her and even played dirty tricks.

Whether verbally or physically, they were part of the group that once bullied Ying Zijin in school.

But everything changed after Ying Zijin moved to Class 19.

Especially those boys who used to make fun of her endlessly; they are now filled with shame.

They regretted their past actions, but it was too late now.

The more Ying Yuexuan listened, the more agitated she felt inside.

Unknowingly, the attention that had originally been focused on her had completely shifted to Ying Zijin.

No matter where she was now, she could hear others talking about how amazing Ying Zijin was at studying and how great she was at the arts.

It was inescapable.

Ying Yuexuan slowly took a few deep breaths and stood up to leave her seat.

“Xiao Xuan?” The girl at her desk saw her leaving and casually asked, “Where are you going?”

“There’s a question in English I’m unsure about,” Ying Yuexuan spoke slowly, “I’m going to ask Teacher Deng.”

**

At this time, in the English department office.

Teacher Deng had called Ying Zijin over and after asking about her health, was very pleased.

Teacher Deng couldn’t help but sigh, “I had high hopes for you, but I never expected your achievements to be so astonishing.”

Who would have thought that a student who used to be at the bottom of the Elite Class could now represent Hua Country in a competition?

Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “You have also helped me a lot.”

“That’s what a teacher should do,” Teacher Deng shook her head, “It’s your own ability.”

As a teacher, all she could do was not to give up on any student, unless they were truly hopeless.

She never agreed with some teachers treating students differently based on their grades; not every student was talented in studying.

As Teacher Deng spoke, she pulled up a file on her computer: “Zijin, I need a favor from you,” she said.

Ying Zijin leaned forward to look.

“Next month, a scientific research delegation from the O Continent will be coming here,” Teacher Deng stated, “The leader of the delegation is a professor from the Y Kingdom royal lineage, although he has since stepped down, so I’d like you to help me receive them.”

She remembered that Ying Zijin’s spoken English was a particularly authentic Queen’s English.

“Next month?” Ying Zijin thought for a moment, “Okay.”

“I’m just worried you won’t have time, so I’m telling you in advance,” Teacher Deng nodded, “If there’s any difficulty at school, feel free to come to me any time.”

After a few more words with Teacher Deng, Ying Zijin left the office.

It was only after the girl had left that Ying Yuexuan came around from another staircase.

She had arrived earlier and had overheard the conversation between Ying Zijin and Teacher Deng at the door.

Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips and didn’t go in.

Teacher Deng was the English teacher for their Elite Class, and it seemed unfair that she had only considered Ying Zijin for such a good opportunity, without giving others a chance.

Eventually, Ying Yuexuan didn’t go to see Teacher Deng. She had come to a realization.

Yes, Ying Zijin was indeed very impressive, capable of scoring full marks on the Elite Class papers.

There was a significant gap between her and Ying Zijin, but there were those who were even better than Ying Zijin.

But could Ying Zijin compare with the No. 1 on the ISC global rankings?

The ISC organizing committee had already assessed the current contestants, and the abilities of the No. 1 were no less than Irina, who received a special recruitment from Yilan Public School.

Ying Zijin was far behind these two.

With this thought, Ying Yuexuan’s frustration began to subside.

She clenched the papers in her hand and returned to the Elite Class.

**

In the evening, at the Zhong Family residence.

Elder Zhong took Ying Zijin to the study room and said as they walked, “Your Grandpa Fu has fallen asleep again, he was just playing chess with me, and then he began to snore right there.”

“Could you see if he’s fallen ill again?”

Ying Zijin set down her schoolbag and gently pressed Old Master Fu’s shoulder before checking his pulse.

“He isn’t sick,” Ying Zijin pondered after examining him, “but it’s indeed not normal.”

Generally speaking, the older one gets, the less one sleeps.

“Yeah,” Elder Zhong sighed, “I asked your Grandpa Fu, guess what he said?”

“He said he used to be so tired that he didn’t sleep enough and now he needs to catch up.”

Ying Zijin thought for a moment: “I’ll go get some medicine from the Traditional Chinese Medicine hospital tomorrow.”

“Don’t you go, I’ll have someone do it,” Elder Zhong put on his reading glasses, “just write me a list.”

Ying Zijin nodded and wrote down five types of medicinal herbs.

Elder Zhong folded the list, put it away and asked, “Staying here tonight?”

“Yeah,” Ying Zijin yawned, “I haven’t kept you company in a long while.”

“Good, good, good,” Elder Zhong was very pleased, “Your room is cleaned every day, let your grandpa know if you need anything.”

Ying Zijin left the study and went upstairs, taking out her laptop from her schoolbag and turning it on.

A new email notification popped up in her QQ inbox.

[Dear Chocolate Mousse, you’ve left Shark Livestream for 109 days now, we miss you so much, ying, when will you grace the little sharks with your presence again?]

Ying Zijin ruthlessly deleted the email.

But the email did remind her that it had been a long time since she last logged in.

Ying Zijin opened the desktop version of Shark Livestream and logged into the back end.

The moment she started her live broadcast, people flocked in, immediately dropping ten Rockets.

[Great joy! The god has finally remembered us hungry kids.]

[On the 109th day without the god, missing him.]

[The one in front, why do you use ‘him’? Did the god say he’s male?]

Ying Zijin’s voice during the live broadcast was modulated, neutral and genderless.

While she had shown a hand, some boys’ hands were indistinguishable from girls’ these days.

As a result, every time she went live, a bunch of people debated her gender.

Ying Zijin took out a piece of paper, ready to solve some questions as usual.

Just then a conspicuous red “Supreme VIP” comment floated by.

[God, god! I remember you mentioning mid-term exams, so you’re a high school student, right? Are you participating in the ISC? Are you the global No. 1? Are you?]

Ying Zijin glanced at the comment and replied directly, “Yeah, it’s me.”

The live broadcast room fell silent for a full half-minute, then the comments exploded.

[Damn! I knew it, no one but the god could do it.]

[Hold on, hold on. Do you realize what it means to be No. 1 on the global ISC rankings? A streamer trying to gain popularity here? That’s hilarious.]

[Bragging, just bragging, you say you’re ISC global No. 1, and I say I’m the president of Norton University.]

[If it’s true, just show us your app, otherwise please stay quiet as a chicken, thanks.]