After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry Chapter 51 - 51 Disciple Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 51: Chapter 51 Disciple Behind Closed Doors

Ji Tian stopped eating her cake and headed straight for her target.

The white-haired old man was as disheveled as ever, and people passing by kept their distance from him, their faces filled with disgust, as if they couldn’t understand how a beggar had managed to sneak into such a high-level venue.

Before the security could grab him and throw him out, Ji Tian found him first and dragged him by the collar to a secluded spot.

The white-haired old man nearly choked and said, while holding his collar, “Ouch, ouch, slow down, my back’s about to fall apart.”

Ji Tian cornered him and narrowed her eyes threateningly, “Where’s my gold necklace?”

The white-haired old man caught his breath and realized it was the young girl from the mountain. He squinted and smiled, “Hey, what a coincidence, my dear disciple. Wasn’t that gold necklace a token of your filial respect for ? I’ve pawned it for five thousand bucks.”

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Ji Tian’s forehead twitched, “You pawned my gold necklace, worth twenty to thirty thousand, for five thousand?”

“What?!” The white-haired old man was more agitated than she was, “I got ripped off.”

Ji Tian was speechless.

She quickly realized what was happening and gritted her teeth, “I’m not your disciple, stop making false claims.”

The white-haired old man puffed his cheeks and glared, eating cake like an old mischievous child, “That won’t do. I’ve decided, you are my final disciple.”

Ji Tian was speechless.

Wasn’t this kind of thing supposed to have her consent?

“I don’t know dicine.”

“You can learn. You’re strong as an ox, so surely your brain is also open to learning.”

Ji Tian’s eyelid twitched, “I said I’m not interested!”

“Isn’t interest cultivated? Learn a bit, and you’ll find it interesting.”

The sound of a microphone ca from the venue, “Cough.”

Ji Tian looked toward the front stage and saw that everyone sitting below had stood up. The host in a suit at the top smiled and said, “Welco all dical researchers to this gathering. This event is initiated by Mr. Li Shizhong, who has a very important announcent to make.”

A fifty-sothing-year-old in a loose Tang suit walked to the front of the stage. He wasn’t very tall, had a kind face, deep wrinkles around his eyes, and as his gaze swept over the audience, everyone’s eyes reflected the highest regard for him.

He smiled slightly and began, “Today, I have a very important announcent. Two years ago, I took a young girl as my final disciple. Due to her brilliant talent, she has almost mastered everything I could teach her. It’s hard to find a breakthrough now, and I am looking for soone to ntor her.”

The journalists prepared their caras below the stage; it was the first ti he was about to introduce his mysterious final disciple to the public – certainly major news.

Li Shizhong smiled and looked behind the curtain, “Zhuyi, co out.”

Shen Zhiyi, wearing a white dress with delicate features brimming with vitality, was still composed in front of so many people.

She walked to Li Shizhong’s side and respectfully said, “Master.”

Li Shizhong’s eyes crinkled in a smile, clearly very pleased with Shen Zhiyi. He turned to the audience and introduced her with emphasis, “Let introduce to you all, my one and only disciple, Shen Zhiyi, who is seventeen years old this year.”

Shen Zhiyi also smiled and said, “Hello everyone, my na is Shen Zhiyi. I look forward to learning from you all.”

The caras below went wild, capturing the mont.

Seventeen years old, a prodigious young lady and the youngest Divine Doctor in the dical field – definitely the headline for tomorrow’s news.

Li Shizhong looked at the crowd and locked his eyes on Ji Qilin with a wistful smile, “Qilin, would you mind ntoring her for ? Ancient dicine is not her limit, and I’d like her to break through her bottleneck by stepping out.”

Ji Qilin hadn’t expected that the dical friend he had made so ti ago was actually a disciple of Li Shizhong, until Shen Zhiyi playfully winked at him. Only then did he smile gently and said, “I couldn’t ask for more.”

Ji Tian’s eyelids twitched vehently from a distance.

The grip on the old man with white hair tightened significantly.

According to the summary in the comnt section of this book, the reason Ji Qilin was willing to take Shen Zhiyi as a disciple in the original story was that it happened after he gave a lecture at the Imperial City Academy and only agreed under Shen Zhiyi’s persistent entanglent.

This was simply the disaster of Ji Qilin’s life, ruining his latter half.

But why was it so easy this ti?

Ji Qilin just agreed to take Shen Zhiyi unconditionally.

“King of Competition! What’s going on! The plot is wrong.”

A few seconds later, the King of Competition finally replied, slow and groggy as if just waking up: “Well, perhaps the plot has its own thoughts. Let’s not force it.”

Ji Tian: “… That’s outrageous. Acting like I haven’t read the original.”

The King of Competition, with an expressionless face, revealed the truth: “Does reading the comnts count as having read it?”

Ji Tian choked, and the King of Competition sighed: “Host, I know you want to survive, but in your parallel universe, you’re already dead. This rebirth is your gain. Why not look on the bright side and spend these years happily instead?”

Ji Tian tightened the hand at her side and said no more.

If she was already dead, why did she have to go through death again?

What was the point of a rebirth where she knew her lifespan yet could only watch helplessly as she lived through this short life?

The cracks on the King of Competition’s eggshell grew wider; it was always very sleepy and wanted to go back to sleep after chatting with Ji Tian for just a mont.

King of Competition =_=: “I won’t stop you if you insist on changing the plot, but I hope you can bear the final outco.”

With that, it logged off swiftly.

How much worse could it get?

The old man with white hair saw Ji Tian fixating on the stage and thought she was envious so he said with great composure, “What’s there to envy? If you beco my disciple, you’ll be ranked directly above my unfilial grandson. His disciples will all have to call you ‘Grandma’!”

Ji Tian turned to look at the old man with white hair, who was quite pleased with himself, and suddenly rembered the conversation between Ji Yanshang and Ji Qilin from the other day.

“Are you Li Hongjin, the grandmaster of Li Shizhong?”

Li Hongjin glared at Ji Tian: “Show so respect. I am your master!”

At that mont, Ji Qilin was invited onto the stage, standing next to Shen Zhiyi.

If not for the fact that Shen Zhiyi was the Mary Sue heroine of this book, the two of them together would actually make quite a matching pair.

But Ji Tian knew that, aside from the male lead, all who fell for her were like moths to a fla, and none t a good end.

She tapped her back tooth with her tongue, while Shen Zhiyi on stage looked triumphantly delighted, enjoying the attention as if she was the moon surrounded by stars.

Once this news spread tomorrow, she would be well-known among the elites of the Capital City.

The path waiting for Shen Zhiyi was one of rising high without hiccup, smooth sailing all the way.

Ji Tian sneered inwardly; she was determined to be the thorn in the way, and she wouldn’t let her family fall into Shen Zhiyi’s hands.

Her gaze shifted towards Li Hongjin, and with a click of her tongue, she sighed, “You’re really pitiful. Last ti you were kidnapped, he wasn’t even willing to pay the ransom to get you back. How could you not throw such an unfilial grandson out of the house? In such an important event, he didn’t give you a prominent seat and let you sneak snacks at the bottom. Almost got thrown out, too. Are you keeping such an unfilial grandson just for show during the New Year?”