Chapter 156: Kneel Down and Call Daddy (2)
Translator: _Min_
The other participants began scrambling to take cover from the rain.
The producer dropped his cigarette with a “plop,” his eyes devoid of expression.
“Teacher Lin, please go ahead,” Si Fuqing calmly lifted the edge of his umbrella, unfazed from beginning to end. “I’ve brought the rain for you; you can carry out your challenge now.”
[Oh my God, hahaha, I can’t stop laughing!]
[Si Fuqing is awesome, didn’t you say there wouldn’t be rain? I prayed for you.]
[How can anyone dance in this downpour? You’d get knocked out just stepping into it. Isn’t Si Fuqing being a bit too much?]**
Lin Qingyan was dazed by the pounding raindrops until Li Jingchen pulled her aside.
She was drenched to the bone, motionless.
“Is Teacher Lin going to go back on her word?” Si Fuqing said nonchalantly.
“Well, with rain like this, injuring yourself would be regrettable.” Biting her teeth, Lin Qingyan forced a smile. “If I say it, I’ll do it.”
She stepped back into the rain and began to dance.
However, the wind was too strong, the rain too heavy. After just three steps, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.
“Teacher Lin!” cried her students.
“Challenge failed,” a staff member, who seemed to have snapped out of a trance, quickly announced. “The students in Teacher Lin’s class must face the punishment.”
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Yan Yuanze and the others instantly turned grim.
Ten thousand votes might not sound like much; they could easily regain that amount in a few hours.
However, each vote was tied to their ranking. How many positions could ten thousand votes pull them up by?
“Ah, Teacher Si is so good. He gave me 30,000 votes. I’m so happy,” said Xu Xiyun, hands on his hips.
Yan Yuanze clenched his fists, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Lin
Qingyan.
An assistant quickly draped a coat over Lin Qingyan.
Her face turned pale, her lips trembling. “I, I didn’t think the rain would be so heavy. If I’d known, I—I.. ‘
She couldn’t hold on any longer; her eyes rolled back, and she passed out.
“Sister Yan? Sister Yan!” the assistant panicked. “Call an ambulance, quick, dial 120!”
“Stop the program,” the producer saw what happened and frowned. “Cut this part out when it goes live.”
The director, who hadn’t expected Lin Qingyan to insist on going on despite her condition, simply nodded.
Although the shoot hadn’t gone smoothly, Si Fuqing alone was enough to carry it.
It was no loss.
Meanwhile, in a city thousands of kilometers away from Lin, an old man stood in his yard, basking in the sun.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, “Incredible!”
The butler looked puzzled. “Master?”
“This person possesses an incredibly pure force of Yin and Yang. With just one talisman, the person can summon wind and rain,” the old man’s eyes shone. “It’s rare to find a rogue Master of Yin-Yang in Lin with such prowess.”
As if remembering something, Master JI asked, “Where’s that brat?”
The butler quickly replied, “Young Master reported his safety last night; he just broke out of the encirclement of the Eastern Mulberry Masters of Yin-yang.”
“Good,” Master JI nodded, “Could you make that, what’s it called, a phone call? The call where you can see the other person?
The butler’s mouth twitched. “A video call.”
“Ah, yes, yes,” Master JI stroked his beard. “Go ahead.” The video call connected swiftly.
Master JI leaned in to see JI Xingzhi’s face filling the screen.
Pale but undeniably handsome, his features carried a slightly effeminate grace.
However, his messy hair completely ruined his demeanor.
Master JI paused, “Did you turn to thievery?”
“Hell no!” JI Xingzhi tried to fix his hair. “I slept under a bridge last night because I had no place to stay. Hehe, I blew up one of the Hiragana family’s treasure houses; they’re searching for me all over the city.” “Hmph, do they even know who I am? Can they find me?”
Master JI: “…”
He sighed and nodded repeatedly, “Young people these days are truly awe-inspiring.”
JI Xingzhi yawned, “What’s the matter? Hurry up; I’m about to go eat.”
Master JI then told him about the Master of Yin-Yang in Lin who summoned the rain, asking him to check it out.
JI Xingzhi instantly leapt up. “Old man, can you chill for a bit? Do you want to exhaust your only grandson to death?”
“I’m still dealing with matters in Eastern Mulberry, and now you want me to go back to Lin? Do you think I’m a spinning top?”
Master JI remained unfazed, “The capable should do more, Xingzhi. I’ve always known you’re the one to inherit the JI family’s legacy, to lead our clan and its thousand members back into society. The future of the JI family rests on your
shoulders..”
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