Soon it was Zhang Wenliang's turn to take the stage and encourage the students. Wen Ying watched Zhang Wenliang stand on the stage, his eyes bright and spirited, speaking eloquently and quoting classics to tell everyone about the power of knowledge.
Knowledge can change destiny.
Wen Ying admitted that she didn't have such good eloquence.
I also admit that I can't come up with words that fill the children with such hope and excitement; indeed, professional matters should be handled by professionals.
Zhang Wenliang stood on the stage, and the flashlights of the cameras below seemed to never stop.
Half an hour later, Zhang Wenliang stepped down, and the event continued.
But soon, reporters surrounded him and Wen Ying. "Zhang Wenliang, I want to ask you, is this your girlfriend?"
Of course, some media outlets wanted to dig up some of Zhang Wenliang's personal affairs. Reporting on such matters from a different angle would surely attract a lot of attention.
Wen Ying looked at the buzz-cut gossip reporter who was speaking, "Dear reporter friend, Zhang just wants to focus on his studies right now. I am his sister, but none of that matters. What matters is that the bus ticket you bought for that trip has been canceled. If you don't go and buy a new one now, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back today."
What is a tabloid journalist?
That was indeed very tricky, caring not for ethics or morals, only for how much attention it could garner and how many views it could attract. He had seen countless interviewers, so he could naturally tell that Wen Ying was deliberately changing the subject.
Then there was only one possibility: this girl definitely wasn't the sister of the genius Zhang Wenliang!
This discovery made him even more excited!
"Little girl, there's no need to hide. I don't intend to do anything to you." At this moment, the crew-cut man's mind was already filled with various thoughts. So, even a top student looks for women based on their appearance, just like ordinary people.
What so-called inner self or soul, it's all just a lie!
This topic, if released, might provoke some feminist backlash, right?
At that time, there would be no worries about traffic, and his account might suddenly gain hundreds of thousands of followers.
"I'm not lying to you, I'm a psychologist. Judging by your facial expression, what you just said, and the look in your eyes, it indicates that you're about to receive news of a ticket refund."
The man with the crew cut immediately started laughing, but before he could say anything, he heard the notification sound of a text message on his phone.
"Really? Then I have to see for myself. Is Zhang the top student's girlfriend also this amazing?" The man who took out his phone had a smug smile.
His smile froze the moment he saw the message on his phone.
"Hey, what good thing is this reporter looking at?" Wen Ying leaned her head over. "Wow! The tickets really got refunded?"
Wen Ying feigned shock and covered her mouth.
Zhang Wenliang found it amusing and joined in, thus appearing in the same meme.
"Old Jiang, could it really be as this young girl says?" Someone in the group who knew him thought it was quite a coincidence at this moment.
The flat-headed male reporter nodded somewhat awkwardly, "Just a coincidence, just a coincidence."
"Uncle, if you don't go and get a ticket, there won't be any available for the next three days~ You won't be able to go back the day after tomorrow either~" Wen Ying gently reminded.
"You little girl, you just love to exaggerate, don't you?"
"Old Jiang! I asked before, and it seems like today is really the only option, otherwise it's four days later. So I bought a ticket for twenty minutes from now."
The man with the crew cut heard his companion's words and immediately took off running.
The day after tomorrow is his son's birthday, and the family is going to celebrate it grandly!
If he couldn't make it back in time, his old man might just kick him out of the house!
After all, his son was the most treasured one in the family!
The other colleagues saw the crew-cut man running away and were a bit curious. Was this guy in such a hurry?
Could it be that they want to release the first-hand news?
No, they can't fall behind either!
In the information age, the first person to send out the message reaps the most rewards!
Everyone wants this thing!
So they ran another round.
Several colleagues who were familiar with the crew-cut man found it inexplicably strange. This coincidence was just too coincidental, so much so that it didn't seem like a coincidence at all.
Although this statement is a bit of a tongue-twister, it is indeed the truth.
"You just said you are a psychologist?" the crew-cut man, a familiar colleague, asked Wen Ying.
Firefly nodded, "Genuine, no doubt about it."
"Do you know the psychologist Wen Ying?"
Zhang Wenliang's expression seemed amused, but he held it back and did not laugh.
"Of course I know. Is she a great beauty?"
"Yes, yes, she's a great beauty and also a psychologist, just like you, but she's much more impressive! Have you heard of the Master of Divination?" The person was quite the chatterbox, speaking with a look of smug satisfaction as if he had seen it all.
"It's okay if you haven't heard of her. She's such a great master that you probably wouldn't have noticed her."
Wen Ying nodded in agreement with him.
"Beautiful lady, you say you're Zhang Xueba's sister. What's your name?"
"Wen Ying."
"Wen Ying?" The reporter seemed to have a somewhat awkward sense of familiarity.
"Does it feel a bit familiar?" Wen Ying asked with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes! The name is exactly the same as the master I just mentioned. You guys are really destined. I can introduce you to each other another day."
"Do you know Dr. Wen?"
"Of course! Dr. Wen is a regular on the trending searches! How could anyone in our industry not know her? Let me tell you, you absolutely must not speak ill of Dr. Wen, understand?"
"I don't know, why?" Wen Ying asked curiously.
"Dr. Wen can look at you and know everything about your ancestors for eighteen generations! She can even foresee what will happen to you in the future! There was one time she didn't even see the person, just a name, and she knew everything! If you speak ill of her, you might suddenly find yourself struck by misfortune!"
Wen Ying really didn't expect that her reputation had reached such a level?
Zhang Wenliang was even more shocked when he heard this.
He didn't pay much attention to the messy entertainment news online, so he wasn't aware of Wen Ying's situation.
Now hearing others talk about it, is it really that impressive?
"Have you ever seen a photo of Dr. Wen?" Wen Ying kindly reminded
"Of course!" The gossip reporter took out his phone and started searching, eager to showcase his connections. Who knows, he might even link up with a psychologist who shares the same name as Zhang the Scholar and Dr. Wen.
When the time comes, he will have plenty of topics to write about.
There were topics about Zhang the top student, about Dr. Wen in front of him, and about both Zhang the top student and Dr. Wen together.
Of course, I can also ride on the popularity of that fortune-teller, Dr. Wen!
It's like killing four birds with one stone!
Just thinking about it makes me excited!
A radiant avenue was unfolding before him, and all he needed to do was step onto it with vigor!
"I found it, I found it! Let me tell you, I took those photos up close!"
The reporter found the video, then clicked on it, planning to fool the people from this small place.
But when she saw Dr. Wen's face-