Teacher Xiaobai had thus convinced herself.
Then she started feeling happy for Mingxi.
She also instructed her to be careful in the Mystic Ground, not to play around, and not to trust strangers... and so on, giving her a long list of instructions.
Finally, she approved Mingxi's week-long leave slip.
Ending the call, Mingxi let out a long sigh of relief.
She felt that dealing with elders was more exhausting than competitions.
anwhile, after three seconds of hesitation, Teacher Xiaobai decisively went online to search for news related to the Changheng Group's internal selection competition.
And then...
She was completely dazed.
No,
Could her unremarkable student truly be an unparalleled genius?
Look at what Mingxi had done.
Defeated an Advanced Level Dragon-type pet?
Qualified first in the group stage?
Undefeated legend?
Taught an Interdiate Level pet Advanced Level skills?
And even more outrageous, awakened two Soul Keys within a month?
Were the protagonists ntioned in all these news articles, videos, and hot searches really her student, Mingxi?
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It couldn't be two people with the sa na and surna who contracted the sa pet, could it?
While Teacher Xiaobai was doubting life because of Mingxi, Fu Yifan was called back to the Fu Family's main residence by a phone call from his grandfather.
His father stood beside his grandfather, his face expressing the look of soone who had died with grievances, as if he hadn't even kept a full corpse.
"Tell , what's going on with you?"
Fu Ting, the current patriarch of the Fu Family, sat upright in the main seat, gazing at Fu Yifan with an expressionless face.
Fu Ting was a spirited... handso middle-aged man.
He looked at most only in his early forties, wearing a loose and comfortable long gown, handso and refined, like a graceful bamboo in the wind, as if he had stepped out of an ancient painting.
In reality, he was already over eighty years old.
Fu Yifan's appearance inherited eighty percent from Fu Ting, being the most similar to Fu Ting among the grandchildren.
It was just that the temperants of the two were vastly different, which was brought about by age and strength.
Fu Yifan honestly placed his hands in front of him, asking with a bewildered face: "Grandfather, what's going on?"
Fu Ting let out a scoff:
"Your father just ca running over excitedly to tell that you qualified second in the group stage, only losing one match, and specially ca to claim credit for you. What do you have to say about this?"
Fu Yifan secretly glanced at his biological father.
His biological father still had a deadpan expression.
"...Grandfather, what else is there to say? I really did qualify second in the group, and while it's not as good as my cousin's undefeated record, I'm still young, aren't I? You can't be too demanding of ."
Fu Ting sneered again: "You little brat, are you trying to play tricks on your grandfather? Don't you know your own worth? If you don't, go drink more AC calcium milk."
"Tell , did you pay off your opponents? Just like that profligate fatty from the Xiao Li family?"
Fu Yifan: "..."
What did he an by that? Was his credibility so low in his grandfather's heart?
He was actually compared to that simpleton Li Fugui.
A scholar can endure, but this is unbearable.
"Grandfather, you can't falsely accuse your honest, well-behaved, and adorable grandson. My good results are genuine, ah no, they are truly obtained by my own strength."
Listen to yourself, do you believe what you're saying?
Fu Ting glanced at him: "Confess and be lenient, resist and be strict!"
Fu Yifan thought to himself: I've only heard, confess and be lenient, spend life in prison; resist and be strict, go ho for New Year.
Of course, he didn't dare to be clever in front of his grandfather.
Forget it, forget it.
Confess, then.
He hadn't done anything wrong anyway.
"Grandfather, it happened like this. On this day, the weather was fair and the sky was clear and crisp. I followed my cousin into the Workers' Stadium, where the crowd was boisterous and the throngs of people—"
Fu Ting's brows furrowed, and his tone was chilling: "Get to the point!"
Fu Yifan shrank his neck.
"Isn't the point coming now? That day I t my Junior Mingxi..."
And so on, blah, blah, blah.
After listening to Fu Yifan's narration, Fu Ting's expression remained unchanged, only a hint of interest in his eyes.
It was Fu Yifan's biological father whose tiger eyes widened, his face filled with shock.
He no longer pretended to be dead.
Looking at his son:
"Fanfan, do you an that the reason you were able to defeat that girl from the Lin family, and win thirteen out of fourteen matches, and that Wei Xunxun was able to defeat Hua ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) Lu, was all because this Mingxi was strategizing behind the scenes?"
Fu Yifan endured his furious father's gaze and nodded openly.
That was the truth.
Father Fu's face instantly stretched longer than a horse's, and he gritted his teeth, asking word by word: "She's also your Junior from Haizhou No. 3 Middle School?"
Fu Yifan nodded again.
The old father's heart, hoping for his son to beco a dragon, shattered into pieces.
The study fell silent, and for a mont, no one spoke.
"The Xiao Guniang you ntioned, Mingxi, is the one who crushed other contestants in the group points competition, isn't she?"
Fu Yifan was surprised: "Grandfather, you've also heard about Junior Mingxi?"
His grandfather was busy with myriad affairs; although he proposed hosting the Changheng Cup, he rarely paid attention to it himself.
Even if he and his cousin participated in this session, he only looked at the results, not caring too much about the process.
But he didn't expect him to know Mingxi.
"In a competition I sponsored, an Advanced Level Dragon-type pet was defeated by an Interdiate Level pet. How could I not have heard such big news?"
However, Fu Ting hadn't expected his own grandson to know that Xiao Guniang, and moreover, for her to be the unsung hero behind his good performance this ti.
Alas!
Actually, he wasn't without a glimr of hope, thinking perhaps his little grandson was truly such a genius.
But it turned out the rascal was just an unlucky child.
What genius? It was clearly the external aid that was too powerful.
However, his grandson's actions certainly didn't count as cheating.
"You little rascal are lucky in your foolishness, you've made an interesting friend."
Fu Yifan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Did this an he had passed?
"Bring her to the house to play soti."
"Oh, and send her a copy of the internal data for the Mystic Ground as well."
Fu Yifan looked up at his grandfather in surprise, always feeling that his grandfather had a cunning, ill-intentioned look on his face.
While Mingxi was shopping with Shao Dingding for items for tomorrow's trip, she received a transfer from Fu Yifan.
100,000 star coins.
At the sa ti, she also received his ssage and a compressed data package.
The ssage content was simple.
"Junior, I promised before that I'd give you ten thousand star coins for each win, and that includes Wei Xunxun's match. Please don't be polite with , I'll be relying on Junior a lot in the future."
Senior Fu was really generous.
He gave 100,000 star coins just like that.
No wonder so many people cried and shouted wanting to be friends with rich people.
This kind of happiness was indeed not bad.
Mingxi thought about it and finally decided not to return the money.
If she could get good things in the Mystic Ground later, she would return the favor appropriately.
After all, she had only agreed to accept one thousand per match, and Mingxi didn't want to take advantage of others for nothing.
With Fu Yifan's financial support, Mingxi finally didn't have to be so constrained when buying things.
Under Shao Dingding's recomndation, Golden Yuanbao's energy pills, supplentary potions, and healing potions were all replaced with mid-to-high-grade brands that were more suitable for Golden Yuanbao.
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