Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 473: Slap in the Face! Don’t Get Too Cocky!

Chapter 473: Chapter 473: Slap in the Face! Don’t Get Too Cocky!

"Most of the troublemakers are parents now, who already had been resisting video games because they felt it affected their children’s academic performance, and now this incident has given them all the more reason to object."

Xiao Chen immediately turned on his phone, and all the major social media platforms were buzzing about this issue—it had escalated beyond a gaming problem to a national education issue.

"This is a huge mess," Jiang Qi never expected Yun Yue to cause such an uproar.

"Master Chen sent me a message, asking me to find a way to get the hot search removed," Zhai Quan said with a troubled expression, "How can I do that! Now the whole country knows about it, it just can’t be taken down right away."

Even reporting a movie star’s affair wouldn’t compare to the magnitude of this issue.

"According to the latest news, many parents have started heading toward E-sports City..."

Jiang Qi watched the news report, anxious as ants on a hot pan, "Call Captain Fu right away, tell him to lock down E-sports City. Allow people to leave but no one comes in, and maintain order at the scene."

If these parents get in, it would be a disaster; he was afraid they might start fighting with the fans.

"Ming Shen, what should we do? It seems we really screwed up big time. If we knew it would come to this, we wouldn’t have revealed the captain’s identity," Lan Ying said, feeling very apologetic.

Huo Baoming was also shocked by the commotion, but the calm demeanor of the person in front of him eased most of his anxiety, comforting, "The captain will figure it out, don’t worry."

Yun Yue too had just checked her phone, the corners of her lips curling up slightly in a nonchalant manner, "It seems my charm is quite substantial, able to make my younger brothers and sisters in class watch my livestream desperately. But still, students should prioritize their studies; everyone can watch the replay after school."

By the time Fu Pan arrived, some parents were already on the scene, with parents and fans in a raucous dispute. If they hadn’t arrived on time, a fight would have inevitably broken out.

"I hope everyone can play games without neglecting their studies."

Yun Yue’s comment, however well-meaning, only added fuel to the parents’ ire.

"My child used to be an excellent student, but ever since following you, they’ve been failing exams. Talking about how great you are at gaming, how skilled you are, they go straight to playing games after school..."

"Exactly, gaming has ruined my child."

"The parent upstairs is funny, blaming games for their own failures in education. Why not look at your own faults."

"Right, how about you don’t mention that you play mahjong or use your smartphone, throwing all the blame on gaming."

"I just don’t get it, if you can’t manage your kids, why push the responsibility onto games?"

Online, two kinds of comments formed: those violently criticizing Ming Shen and those supporting him.

"I know that right now, many parents are cursing me, blaming their child’s poor performance on me."

The Chinese education system has parents who never look inward for reasons.

"I debuted a year ago, retired at 16, and at that time, I was in my first year of high school. Honestly, back then, I often got into fights and scored zero on my tests."

Class 2 students watching Yun Yue’s livestream: "..."

After spending a year with her, they saw her knock Gu Yue to the ground on the first day of school and knew not to provoke this girl, but she never got into fights after that.

Her scores of zero weren’t due to ignorance, but rather because she knew the answers and wrote them down just for fun.

Was she cleaning up her image or tarnishing it further?

Class 7 students were somewhat puzzled.

"This is your role model, the star you admire, always fighting and scoring zeros, worthless except for gaming skills, and still has the audacity to mention it."

Parents vented their spleen bitterly on Weibo.

"But sorry to say, this year’s top scorer in the college entrance exam is me! Jing University and Da University heads fought over me! Jing’s three college deans scrambled for me! I’m also the one who took Mathematics, Physics, and Medicine all at once upon starting the school year!"

"Moreover, I am the personally admitted last disciple by the President of the Painting Association; one of my paintings can sell for tens of millions. I am also the vice president of the Calligraphy Association, with each piece of calligraphy worth millions."

"This is the star your children idolize; this is the figure they admire."

Having said that, the whole of E-sports City fell silent once more, including fans and parents.

"My God, I’m going to lose it, the top scorer of this year’s college entrance exam is my idol?! Taking three majors simultaneously?!"

"President of the Painting Association and a closed-door disciple? Vice-president of the Calligraphy Association?!"

"Ahhh! I’m going crazy! How can this woman be so awesome?!"

"What kind of amazing woman did I become a fan of? Is there anything she can’t do?"

[Hey, up there! Why aren’t you talking smack now? Come out, let’s have a little debate!]

[I’m dying of laughter. You can’t compare to my goddess Y in any aspect and have the cheek to blame others for your kid’s poor grades. If any of the parents here were half as good as my Y goddess, they wouldn’t be blaming others for their kid’s failures.]

[So satisfying! This face-slapping is just too satisfying!]

[Finally, someone is standing up to these parents. If I were a parent, I’d have nothing to say.]

Xiao Chen’s gaze was as sharp as a torch as he stared at the dazzling girl on the stage, every inch of her radiating an enchanting magnetism that captivated him.

But since when was she the vice-president of the Calligraphy Association?

"When did Yun Yue become the vice-president of the Calligraphy Association?" Jiang Qi was dumbfounded.

"If you don’t know, then I have even less of an idea." Zhai Quan knew Yun Yue was awesome, but he had no idea she was this awesome!

Totally awesome to the max.

"The vice-president of the Calligraphy Association has always been a mystery, but I never ever expected it to be Yun Yue!" Feng Ye was scared witless by Yun Yue day after day, "Are there any other identities of hers that I don’t know about?"

Originally, he had mentioned it casually.

However, the three of them looked at him in unison, with such a smug expression that Feng Ye’s heart skipped a beat, and he swallowed hard, saying: "There can’t possibly be any other identity of hers I don’t know about, can there?"

"Yes." The three nodded solemnly.

"Damn! The queen of sock puppets!" Feng Ye nearly fell off the bed in his excitement.

His heart was thumping wildly, and the nearby equipment started beeping, "No, no, I can’t handle any more today, tell me next time, I’ve reached my limit."

Another heart thump, and he might have to be rushed into surgery.

The three were about to call a doctor when they heard the equipment beeping, but he came out with such a statement that they all froze on the spot.

"Are you really okay?" Jiang Qi asked him.

"I’m fine, just a bit overwhelmed for the moment." Feng Ye clutched at his wildly beating heart.

"..."

[Who knows if what she said is true.]

[Are you kidding me? Who would joke about such an identity? That’s not stupid.]

[Show us the proof then.]

The Weibo comment section became noisy again.

[All of you upstairs, stop arguing. Go check Jing University’s official website, the Painting Association’s official website, the Calligraphy Association’s official website. Then come back and talk.]

And so, the comment section went quiet for a minute.

Jiang Qi hurriedly searched for the official website of the Calligraphy Association, and indeed, the President himself had posted an announcement—Yun Yue truly was the vice-president of the Calligraphy Association!

Since when did she become the vice-president?

They were all astounded; she had always been right next to them and never seemed to be in contact with the Calligraphy Association.

Yun Yue, looking at the whole commotion, addressed the live camera, "Standing here today, I was prepared for this. I hope my identity and abilities haven’t let my fans down. I also hope everyone can see me as a role model. Even if you like gaming, don’t neglect your studies, and I hope parents will look within themselves for reasons."

"Boo hoo hoo! Y goddess, you haven’t let us down, you’re too outstanding, we’re unworthy to be your fans."

The fans on-site cried with emotion.

"As long as everyone is positive and doesn’t let anyone down, there’s no such thing as ’unworthy.’ I’m fortunate to be your idol."