Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 526 - 524 She doesn’t need any scores other than a perfect score [2 more updates]

Chapter 526: 524 She doesn’t need any scores other than a perfect score [2 more updates]

"I had already guessed it," someone wrote. "There will certainly be news of a low score later, followed by media accounts claiming it’s because of the false accusations of cheating that led to a poor mentality, and that’s why the performance wasn’t good.

When that time comes, her fans will naturally speak up for her, turning the negative into positive.

"Treasures of The Divine Land" hasn’t even been released yet, and she, a newcomer, already has fans?" another person commented.

It’s all marketing. They say she has a divine beauty that’s rare to see, and they just keep hyping it up. Which of the stars marketed for their divine beauty in the entertainment industry really has it?"

But truth be told, when I happened to encounter the team of "Treasures of The Divine Land," I was fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of Ye Wanlan. She truly lives up to her reputation for beauty, and the girl is only eighteen, not yet fully matured."

"Here come the fan scripts now," someone else added. "She’s pursuing academics, and that’s what she discusses. What’s the use of good looks? Can you eat them?"

...

Amidst the various online discussions and opinions, a private plane, having taken off from the Global Center, had just landed at Yunjing Airport.

It was a private jet using a private passageway.

After being away from Yunjing for more than ten days, Ye Wanlan returned once again.

In the past, Yunjing had been the imperial capital during the Yong and Yin Dynasties, naturally chosen by emperors as a place of great feng shui and fortune.

This was also why the descendants of the Six Great Sects chose to go to Yunjing after Fengyuan was destroyed.

"Sir, Miss Ye," said Bing He, who was driving. "The gifts for Mr. Lin and Madam Khor are also ready; they’re in a big truck driven by Tie Ma."

Ye Wanlan turned her head: "Gifts?"

"Some tonics," Yan Tingfeng said succinctly. "I went out last night to make the purchases specifically."

He blinked gently, as if there were gleams of light dancing in his eyes.

There was no denying that this young man indeed possessed an excellent appearance, and his smile was always heartwarming.

Ye Wanlan paused, then turned her head again.

Forty minutes later, the car arrived at the new Lin Mansion.

"Ah Lan, you’re finally back," Lin Huaijin ran out at the first opportunity. "Let your uncle check if you’ve lost weight. Was the food at the Global Center good? Surely it can’t compare to the food here in Shenzhou!"

Ye Wanlan smiled and responded to each question.

"Hey, don’t just stand outside," Lin Huaijin slapped his forehead. "Xiao Yan, come in and have a seat. What have you got there that’s so heavy?"

"Uncle, Auntie," said Yan Tingfeng, setting down the heavy case he was carrying. "I’ve brought some tonics for you, all top-grade items from the Global Center."

As he finished, Bing He and Tie Ma brought in several large boxes.

Twenty-four boxes filled the entire entry hall.

"Oh Xiao Yan, this is too much," Lin Huaijin exclaimed in surprise. "You... you didn’t empty out the whole supermarket of the Global Center, did you?!"

"Not at all," Tingfeng shook his head slightly. "I only selected some. I’ll send more when Uncle and Auntie finish these."

"This is more than enough, absolutely more than enough," Lin Huaijin said with a bit of a shudder. "There are only two of us; we can’t use that much."

At the same time, he was also calculating something in his mind.

From the first time he met Yan Tingfeng, Lin Huaijin could sense a demeanor in the young man that only great wealth and status could cultivate—one of affluence and nobility.

But later, seeing Yan Tingfeng dressed very simply and often carrying a thermos just like him, Lin thought he lived a modest life, with a demeanor that was self-cultivated.

However, today’s twenty-four boxes of tonics gave Lin Huaijin an initial estimate of Yan Tingfeng’s financial power.

Although he didn’t know much about medicine, he was aware that the older and better preserved the medicine, the more complete its efficacy.

And Lin Huaijin could see in the first box longevity ginseng that was as plentiful as cabbages!

"Xiao Yan, let me tell you, these are too valuable," Lin Huaijin seriously advised. "Your auntie and I have received your kindness."

"Uncle, no need to be polite with me; they’re just small tokens," Yan Tingfeng said with a light smile. "Compared to the help Xiao Wan has given me, this is very little."

He wasn’t exaggerating with that statement.

His body was bound to collapse someday; it was just a matter of sooner or later.

But Ye Wanlan’s treatment indeed made him less weak and more clear-minded when his illness struck.

He didn’t know how much longer his body could hold on, but at least, before the Beiming Arts dissipated and the Death Parasite devoured his last bit of flesh and blood, he wanted to clear away any other obstacles for her as much as he could.

"This..." Lin Huaijin was still hesitant, "We should still—"

"Uncle, Auntie, please take it," Ye Wanlan’s voice came through, "There are several medicines inside that are very suitable for you to take. I’ll mix them up when it’s time."

Lin Huaijin eventually accepted: "Xiao Yan, I still can’t reconcile this in my heart, does your family live in Yunjing? You can come to visit your uncle every day in the future, and I’ll cook you big pork bones."

"Thank you, Uncle," Yan Tingfeng smiled thoughtfully, "I will come over when I have time."

"Good, it’s settled then!" Lin Huaijin was very happy, "Sit down, you’ve just arrived in time for lunch."

Khor Peiqing sighed quietly.

She really should never have overestimated Lin Huaijin’s emotional intelligence, especially when the other person was off the charts, Lin Huaijin was quickly overcome.

The servant set the table, and dishes were brought in one after another.

"By the way, Ah Lan, the high school exam results are about to be released," Lin Huaijin said, "What reward do you want, Uncle—"

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling!"

His words were cut off by a sudden, urgent ringtone from a cellphone.

"Who’s calling at this time?" Lin Huaijin muttered, but still answered, "Hello?"

"Hello, may I ask if you are Miss Ye Wanlan’s parent?" The caller’s attitude was very respectful, "We are from Jiangcheng University. Miss Ye Wanlan has achieved outstanding results in the Shenzhou High School Joint Exam. We are prepared to offer her a scholarship of one million each year, as long as she lists Jiangcheng University in her preferences."

Lin Huaijin’s hand shook, nearly dropping the phone on the floor.

He suspected he had misheard, his voice rose sharply: "How much did you say?!"

"We can add more if it’s not enough!" The caller thought Lin Huaijin wanted more and hurriedly said, "How about one million five hundred thousand? That’s just the basic scholarship. If Miss Ye Wanlan joins the experimental project group, there are many project bonuses as well. Do you have any other requests? Please feel free to mention them!"

"Wait... wait a minute!" Lin Huaijin was dizzy with confusion, "Aren’t the results not out yet?"

"They are not out yet, but we can get the news in advance," the caller laughed, "Miss Ye Wanlan has achieved outstanding results, so outstanding that her grade is encrypted at present, and even we don’t know it!"

This was a first for the folks at Jiangcheng University.

After all, last year during recruitment, they also got the exam results a few days in advance, including the science top-scorer with 742 points and the humanities top-scorer with 702 points.

But this time, the results for Ye Wanlan they received were also encrypted.

That was enough to prove her score was unprecedentedly high.

"Um, just a moment, I still need to ask the child," Lin Huaijin hung up the phone.

He hadn’t exhaled a breath when "ding-a-ling-a-ling—" the phone rang again.

"Hello?" Lin Huaijin resignedly answered.

The opening words were exactly the same: "Hello, may I ask if you are the parent of Miss Ye Wanlan? We are from..."

Then, Khor Peiqing watched as Lin Huaijin answered more than a dozen calls, all from various top universities in Shenzhou.

"Alright, alright, we’re still discussing it," Lin Huaijin hurriedly interrupted the other party, "I’ll hang up now, okay?"

He immediately ended the call and, fearing more calls, switched his phone straight to airplane mode.

"Huaijin, take a sip of water," Khor Peiqing handed him a cup of tea, "Luckily, all the phone numbers filled out were yours."

Lin Huaijin: "..."

After drinking water, he looked at Ye Wanlan solemnly, "Ah Lan, did you estimate your score?"

"No," Ye Wanlan said nonchalantly, "But I have a rough idea."

Princess Yongning didn’t need any score other than full marks.