Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 531 Counterattack! Young Master Yan Continues to Be Thrilled [1 More Update]

Chapter 531: 531 Counterattack! Young Master Yan Continues to Be Thrilled [1 More Update]

"..."

The group of reporters suddenly quieted down.

"Are you satisfied now?!" The Physics Group Leader smacked away the microphone from this entertainment reporter and demanded, "Speak up!"

This outburst left the entertainment reporter dumbfounded.

He looked at the Physics Group Leader tremblingly, swallowing instinctively, fearing that the next slap would land on his face.

"Like spreading rumors, huh?" The Physics Group Leader grew increasingly angry, "Where’s the evidence? I’m asking you for the evidence!"

The entertainment reporter opened his mouth, but was unable to utter a single word, and his previously arrogant demeanor had completely vanished.

These entertainment reporters always bullied those weaker than them, but when faced with someone more formidable, they were at a loss.

But soon another reporter recovered and immediately handed over the microphone, "Are you saying that Ye Wanlan is this year’s top-scoring student in the Shenzhou High School joint examination? Are you sure?"

The reporter himself couldn’t help but laugh as he asked the question.

The term "top-scoring student" was simply too amusing; Shenzhou hadn’t seen a student achieve such scores in twelve years.

Ye Wanlan had barely been at school during her third year of high school. Achieve full marks?

"Is Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School lying? With so many cameras here, it’s better to tell the truth."

"If it’s a top score, Yunjing University would testify!"

Other reporters also began to speak up, creating a buzzing noise like flies.

"Call the police immediately!" By then, the No.7 Middle School Principal had arrived, furious, "To slander Student Ye like this and fabricate such filthy rumors is utterly shameless!"

"Yes, exactly!" The Physics Group Leader spit in disgust, "Arrest them all, I hear the sentences for spreading rumors are not light these days!"

After the school called the police, these lawless reporters finally panicked.

But their previously arrogant and aggressive behavior, coupled with their baseless speculations and rumors about Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School and Ye Wanlan, had already sparked public outrage.

Security personnel and bystanders blocked the reporters’ exit, preventing them from escaping legal punishment.

A bystander recorded this scene and uploaded it online.

Soon, new trending topics emerged.

#EntertainmentReportersAttackJiangchengNo.7MiddleSchool#

#YeWanlan’sCollegeEntranceExamScores#

"These reporters really have no bottom line or morals, do they?! Spreading rumors about a girl who just graduated from high school."

"Reporters never have any morals, but I’m also curious why Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School suddenly changed so many facilities and even built a new building, and Ye Wanlan indeed has a past record..."

"Please do not spread rumors without factual basis! Does it not hurt because the knife isn’t stabbing you?"

"Seriously, are you not paying attention to what that teacher from Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School said? He said Ye Wanlan is this year’s top-scoring student!"

"Funny, right? Top scorer? Full marks? She chose history, not physics, try scoring full marks yourself!"

"I understand Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School is eager to protect its student, but there’s no need for such easily debunked lies."

...

After the police controlled the group of reporters, the No.7 Middle School Principal returned to his office and contacted Ye Wanlan.

The call was quickly answered, "Principal?"

"Student Ye, here’s the situation," the No.7 Middle School Principal sighed, "The school will handle its own reputation, but you... how do you see us cooperating to announce your scores?"

Ye Wanlan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, but she calmly reassured, "Principal, Yunjing University will handle my matters, you don’t need to worry. I’ve kept my promise too."

Hearing this, the No.7 Middle School Principal’s body shook, and he felt a choking sensation with tears welling up, "Yes, Student Ye, you did."

In fact, whether Ye Wanlan took the college entrance exam was up to her personal choice, and even if she didn’t participate, he would never really pressure her.

As long as the students could have a good future, no matter where they went, he was already very satisfied.

"The recruitment quota for No.7 this year will definitely be met," Ye Wanlan smiled, "If I have time, I’ll come visit."

"Very good, very good," the No.7 Middle School Principal nodded repeatedly, "I and the other faculty members also wish Student Ye a future as promising as your highest aspirations."

Today, ride the wind to soar straight up to Azure Cloud Peak.

**

At that time, Bing He was squatting in the garden of Lin Mansion playing with flowers.

Suddenly, he poked Tie Ma in the waist with a branch, "Tietie, don’t you feel that the Young Master is behaving a bit off today?"

Tie Ma sincerely shook his head, "No."

"Definitely!" Bing He asserted, "Today the Young Master lowered his head more often, clearly lost in thought more frequently!"

Tie Ma: "..."

He now suspected that Bing He had attended some psychology class behind his back, otherwise how could he come to such a conclusion?

"Today, Miss Ye’s high school examination results were released, and the Young Master is probably thinking about things related to Miss Ye," Tie Ma shook his head, "There’s nothing wrong with that."

"Absolutely not!" Bing He lowered his voice even more, "If the Young Master were thinking of Miss Ye, he would be smiling!"

Tie Ma: "?"

"But today, when the Young Master was in deep thought, he not only did not smile, but frowned instead!" Bing He said, "There must be some problem that has stumped him."

Tie Ma looked at him expressionlessly: "If you want to know, you can go and ask the Young Master."

"Tietie, you’re right," Bing He was pleased, "I will just—"

Before he could finish his sentence, his mouth was tightly covered by Tie Ma, who then dragged him away from the scene.

No matter how slight the noise the two made, how could it possibly escape Yan Tingfeng’s ears?

Yet Yan Tingfeng did not pay attention, still in a state of deep thought, solely because of the profound implication in the essay written by Ye Wanlan that had greatly shocked him.

It even let an incredibly unimaginable thought arise in his mind.

But all conclusions must be supported by certain evidence and theories.

Yan Tingfeng slowly raised his head, looking at the sky as blue as water, his beautiful phoenix eyes slightly squinting.

It seemed, he needed to make a trip to both the Rong Family and the Romanov Family.

"What are you doing?" A lazy female voice came from behind him.

Yan Tingfeng turned around, grinning: "Xiao Wan."

"Soaking in the sun helps with calcium intake, I like it too," Ye Wanlan sat down beside him, "For someone who practices martial arts, it also helps absorb the essence of Heaven and Earth, strengthening the physique."

Yan Tingfeng did not speak, simply smiling quietly as he gazed at her.

Ye Wanlan naturally sensed his peculiarity: "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing much." Yan Tingfeng shook his head slightly, "Just looking at you, I feel today’s sky is exceptionally beautiful."

Hearing this, Ye Wanlan appeared contemplative, and after a few seconds, she raised her eyebrows and stretched out her hand toward him: "Then let’s go."

"Hm?" Yan Tingfeng was momentarily stunned, "Where to?"

"The weather is great, let’s take a walk," Ye Wanlan said leisurely, "And this way, you can look at me more."

Although her words were straightforward and implied nothing else, they somehow managed to stir one’s heart.

Yan Tingfeng took her hand, gently blinked, and smiled: "Alright."

"Miss Wanlan, entertainers have sneaked up here!" the old butler hurried forward, "There are quite a few, please leave through the back door."

Hearing this, a very clear killing intent appeared in Yan Tingfeng’s pupils.

"It’s fine," Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "I’ll just drive them away, otherwise they’ll keep harassing my uncle and aunt."

She walked straight to the front door and swung it open, and sure enough, seven or eight reporters were gathered outside.

Upon seeing her, it was as if hungry wolves had spotted meat, and they pounced crazily.

"Miss Ye, what do you think about today’s events?"

"Miss Ye, we heard many agencies have contacted you, are you planning to directly enter the circle?"

"Miss Ye..."

"I’m not entering the entertainment circle, not interested, I already have a university." Ye Wanlan’s eyes calm, "Please do not disturb the daily lives of my family and friends. As for any doubts about the examination results, wait and watch the news at eight o’clock."

She exuded a serene yet cold demeanor, her deep eyes like a cold pool, like a solitary flower blooming in a tide of darkness, her calm exterior concealing an impenetrable depth.

Elegant yet fearsome.

Faced with her gaze, the reporters instinctively stepped back.

"If you come here again, you won’t want to know the consequences." Ye Wanlan swept her gaze over them, "If you don’t understand the law, we can also try using fists and kicks."

Reporters: "..."

In the blink of an eye, the reporters scattered.

However, having obtained an answer directly from Ye Wanlan herself, the reporters would definitely not let go of this hot topic.

They dared not infringe on the portrait rights of Ye Wanlan, a civilian, and could only release the recorded audio.

[Yo, yo, yo, speaking so definitely about not entering the circle, then definitely don’t, otherwise you’d be slapping your own face]

[News at eight o’clock? What news? Is it legal channels?]

[Is it just me who cares that Ye Wanlan’s voice is really nice? I’m moved!]

The time "Eight o’clock" quickly surged on the trending searches.

Many netizens lingered online, eager to see what kind of news it would be.

Time ticked by, and it was eight o’clock on the dot.

[@Yunjing UniversityV: The process was quick, I apologize to the other brothers and sisters first, this year’s perfect scorer in the liberal arts is already in our hands, no need for anyone else to compete [proud][proud]]