perfect savior

Chapter 147 Conditions for Cheating

The day after the lecture, an announcement was made.

——"Circular College Ningcheng Special Talents Recruitment Brochure"!
Every August is the time when the Ring Academy holds the global super joint exam. It is a real single-plank bridge, and all young people of the right age compete for [-] admission places.

However, special enrollment is different. There is no need to take a unified examination, as long as you are recognized as a "special talent" who meets the conditions, you can enroll.

Although it is still difficult, there is finally a chance more than before.

The preparations before the assessment are in full swing, and it has become the most concerned thing of Ningcheng people recently.

Ling Yanyu continued her life as a loser, going to school, working as a nanny, and did not pay special attention to the special enrollment plan of the Ring Academy.

——Anyway, it has nothing to do with me, why join in the fun.

Another three days passed in a blink of an eye.

"I'm leaving, Yueyue, Aunt Suqin, you should go to bed early."

"Well, Yan Yu, go slowly."

"Sister Yanyu, see you tomorrow."

That night, Ling Yanyu finished her part-time job at Yueyue's house. She bid farewell to the girl and Liu Suqin who just got off work, and walked towards her little eDonkey bouncing around.

In recent days, she has become more and more comfortable.

As long as you give up hard work and struggle, and lie down peacefully, you will have a great time.

The girl hummed a song, inserted the key, and was about to start it, when the phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and felt dizzy.

After hesitating for a while, she answered the phone.

"Hello? Father..."

"Yan Yu, go home for dinner later."

"Ah, no need, I'm full, and I just finished my part-time job, so I'm tired..."

"Hurry up, I'm waiting for you." The middle-aged man on the other side of the phone said in a commanding tone, and then seemed to remember something, and his tone slowed down:

"Be obedient, Yan Yu, it's a great thing, Ningcheng's special recruitment exam... I got you a spot."

The heart of the defeated dog girl began to pound wildly.

Of course, there is the excitement of "possibly touching the extraordinary", but what occupies the largest proportion is the long-lost love from relatives.

"Okay Dad, I'll be right there!"

Ling Yanyu subconsciously changed her name and rode the electric scooter all the way.

Soon, she came to the independent villa surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Ling Feihong is a well-known rich man in the city. He is involved in a lot of businesses. Over the years, he has seized the extraordinary trend, and his net worth has increased rapidly. However, he has not transformed his residence into a floating house like those new rich men. , opting instead for a traditional land villa.

Although Ling Yanyu seldom came back, the guards and security personnel would not stop her.

Walking into this rather unfamiliar huge villa, Ling Yanyu stumbled and searched for a long time before arriving at the magnificent restaurant.

Sure enough, as her father Ling Feihong said, the dining table was filled with sumptuous delicacies, and a middle-aged couple and a beautiful younger sister were sitting there.

"Yan Yu is here." The stepmother stood up, held the defeated girl's hand with a smile, and praised sincerely:

"You're getting more and more beautiful, you've become a big girl." She turned around and scolded Ling Feihong. Although she was nearly forty years old, she was still charming:
"Feihong is always too strict. If you want me to tell you, I'll take Yan Yu over here..."

The middle-aged man listened to the training with a smile and did not speak.

Ling Zhiwei ran over and said with a smile:

"Sister, long time no see. I'm sorry about what happened last time. I confiscated it at the birthday party."

"Stop standing, come, Yan Yu, sit down." The stepmother pulled the defeated girl into a seat.

The four of them sat on four sides of the table, and Ling Yanyu was quite flattered by her stepmother serving food with a smile on her face.

After eating for a while, Ling Feihong coughed lightly, looked at his eldest daughter, and said calmly:

"Yan Yu, let's talk business."

"There is an extra quota for special talents in Ningcheng, and it will be selected in the next few days. You should know about it."

"The age group for selection is between 15 and 18 years old, and it is limited to Ningcheng household registration."

"There is only one assessment standard: ring battle!"

Ling Feihong paused, smiled wryly and said:

"It's really weird."

"Although I don't know why it's a ring battle instead of a comprehensive assessment like in the past, but since it's a special talent, it's okay if the rules are weird. The senior management of the Ring Academy must have their own considerations..."

"Tell me about the current situation."

"Because it's a ring battle, the registration for this time is conditional. Participants must have a certain fighting ability, and they must not be extraordinary."

"So the people who participated in the assessment were limited to a certain range - young people from better families who could afford a private martial arts instructor."

"I signed up both you and your sister, and they have already passed the review. The selection time is the day after tomorrow. You have to prepare well these few days."

The defeated girl gulped down a mouthful of orange juice and nodded vigorously:
"I will work hard!"

"Okay..." Ling Feihong smiled inexplicably.

For some reason, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

The stepmother winked at Ling Feihong, and pulled her biological daughter to stand up:
"I still have something to do with Zhiwei... Let's go up first, you two, father and daughter, talk slowly."

The two left, leaving only the defeated girl and her father in the restaurant.

Ling Yanyu seemed to feel something, she moved her body a little uneasy, and ate with her head down, like an ostrich.

"Yan Yu." Ling Feihong said:
"I hope you can help a bunch of sisters."

The defeated girl suddenly felt that the delicious food in her mouth was bitter.

"Yan Yu, your sister is a genius, as you know, she has good grades, knows everything, is creative, and has strong athletic ability."

"She has been taught by a powerful martial artist since she was a child, and she is proficient in weapons and unarmed combat. With this special move, Zhiwei is very likely to become the final winner."

"But we can't underestimate others. Ningcheng is a big city with a large population. More people means more geniuses. There will definitely be obstacles in the ring."

"But I'm sure that Zhiwei will be the final winner, because she has you as a sister."

"Yan Yu, your motor nerves have been extremely developed since you were a child, and you are a natural combat master. Even without long-term systematic training, you could still entangle with your sister for a long time at her birthday party that night."

"Therefore, I want you to escort my sister in the ring battle. You are all strong. As long as you go all the way, you will always meet in the second half of the competition."

"At that time, you just lose on purpose."

Ling Yanyu pawed at the rice in the bowl, and let out a spineless "oh".

Father Ling lowered his voice again:
"Yan Yu, although your sister is a genius, but the sword has no eyes, no one can guarantee that she can retreat from the ring."

"The more guarantees, the more chances of winning."

"You are the elder sister, you should let the younger sister in, shouldn't you?"

"Father." Ling Yanyu interrupted him suddenly, and raised her head suddenly:

"The sword you prepared for me that night was broken."

Ling Feihong froze for a moment, subconsciously said:

"A sword has no eyes, in case Zhiwei is hurt..."

He stopped abruptly, looked into the eyes of his eldest daughter, and was speechless in a daze.

Ling Yanyu looked at her father, her eyes were like broken flowers:

"So, it doesn't matter what I do?"

The man who had experienced the ups and downs in the mall suddenly felt bored. He seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago. That night, his first wife looked at him like this, precariously, as if he would die in the next moment.

Ling Feihong took a deep breath, suppressing the irritated nerves and inexplicable shame:

"Yan Yu, don't think so."

"Seniors and youngsters are in order, and the older sister will let the younger sister."

"Your mother has many shortcomings, but there is one thing worth learning from...that is, she is very general and sensible."

"Sensible?" The defeated girl chuckled, and finally couldn't help retorting:
"It was because my mother was too 'sensible' that she ended up with a husband who secretly gave birth to a child with an outside woman, and died of illness in bed... Now, her biological daughter actually has to pave the way for that bastard."

"You! You bastard!" Ling Feihong was furious, stood up, and raised his hand angrily.

However, he still didn't slap his hands after all. Ling Yanyu's eyes were too similar to her mother's, so innocent and pure, but there was something firm in the depths that supported her, making people dare not violate her.

"...Father." The defeated girl put down her chopsticks and said softly:

"I'm not interested in the special recruitment quota of the Ring Academy. I just want to lie flat for the rest of my life, so I can help Zhiwei, but I'm very 'ignorant'. You have to agree to my conditions first." She paused and said calmly go down:

"I want money, a lot of money."

(End of this chapter)