After the signing event, students from Jinling Agricultural University, including freshmen who had only been enrolled for half a year, came to visit.

Anyone who has access to the internet knows that Professor Ying, who is famous for his rigorous teaching at the Agricultural University, was publicly ridiculed by his daughter.

Since it was made public at the Agricultural University Forum, it has remained on the hot topic list for nearly a week.

At one point, he surpassed the "Underwear Thief" who was recently famous on campus.

From then on, whenever it snowed in Jianye, everyone would think of the scene of Professor Ying, who was in his sixties, being frozen like a grandson.

The old men and women living in the same compound often made fun of Ying Xiangdong about this matter, which led to him calling Ying Yun as soon as he got home.

The younger brother was in tears and was greeted warmly by his father.

However, after returning home, Duan Suling could still see that Ying Xiangdong, who had a stern face outside, was quite happy. He sat on the sofa, holding a small teapot and humming a little tune, looking very relaxed and leisurely.

"Little girl, why are you so happy when I make fun of you?" Duan Suling asked with a smile.

Ying Xiangdong stroked his mustache, snorted coldly and said, "She can make fun of me, which means that the dead girl still has me in her heart. Why doesn't she make fun of you?"

"Tsk, look at you." Duan Suling rolled her eyes at Old Man Ying, turned and walked towards the kitchen, feeling very relaxed and comfortable.

Thinking about the young students surrounding him during class during the day, chattering about how their girl made fun of her lover at the book signing event.

Although the person is not around, the contact between family members has never been cut off.

…………

On major music platforms such as Qianqian Jingting, QQ Music, and Kuwo, as the popularity of the album "Ting" continues to grow, Ying Ting's own fame has also increased.

After officially breaking free from the name of Century, he officially gained the first batch of "personal fans".

They don’t care or know how many stories Ying Ting has on the Internet; they just simply like her work.

As for the physical album, sales have reached about 50,000 copies, far exceeding Xingshuo Company's original expectation of 30,000 copies.

This was already terrifying for a newcomer, and even the boss Dong Xingqiao was shocked by the market sales feedback.

You should know that Zhao Yalin, the long-established young king of the Chinese pop music scene, has only sold about 180,000 copies of his album since it was released in September this year, according to data released by the company.

And Ying Ting has sold 50,000 copies in less than a month.

What is this concept?

Gong Hongli roughly calculated that Xingshuo has sold a total of 270,000 physical albums this year.

Among them, Ying Ting, a newcomer who joined the company, no... even entered the Chinese music scene less than three months ago, contributed a total of 50,000 sales!

Although the data may not continue to grow due to a lack of subsequent fans, it is enough to prove that the girl's popularity is indeed real.

Lin Jingshen really didn't expect this. She had originally planned to take Ying Ting out for a meal to celebrate after achieving the goal of 30,000.

Now, I am overjoyed.

"Judging from the results, even if we don't win an award this year, we should at least be nominated," said Lin Jingshen.

"That's great!"

Finally, I don’t have to be just there to make up the numbers.

Ying Ting stretched lazily. Since the album was released, the novel has stopped serializing.

She started living a retirement life in advance, calling Yuying every day or showing up in the music room.

"Then, Your Highness, would you like to go out for a walk and find some inspiration tomorrow?" Lin Jingshen pulled Ying Ting up from the sofa and asked with a smile.

There's nothing I can do. The little girl's life has been too boring lately.

Apart from regular practice every day, I would work as a "salary thief" by showing my face in the music room.

As for announcements, endorsements, and even invited commercial performances, Ying Ting rejected them all.

In her words.

"Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Fill your stomach before you go to work."

"Enjoy life to the fullest, and don't work overtime on weekends."

"I try to lie flat better."

……

Lin Jingshen agreed with this deeply.

But no matter how tough you are, you won't be a stay-at-home girl who goes to and from work every day, right?

"Sister Jing, the weather is so cold, it would be nice to use the air conditioner."

Ying Ting was unwilling to go out ever since the book signing event that day when she preferred elegance to warmth.

She caught a bad cold and stayed in bed like a dead dog for three days taking medicine before she slowly recovered.

Lin Jingshen was left speechless by what the little girl said.

She simply put on a straight face and said calmly, "Things like the book signing event will happen frequently in the future. Are you going to wear cotton pants instead of a dress when walking on the red carpet in the future?"

The next second, something happened that shocked Sister Jing.

Ying Ting actually nodded seriously and said solemnly: "Just wear cotton pants! Just be yourself!"

Lin Yujie's forehead is full of black lines. After so many years in the industry, this is the first time I have seen such a fresh and refined artist!

"I don't care. Go change your clothes and go out. Let's go see the West Lake in winter. Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

If Sister Jing really got angry, Ying Ting still didn't dare to resist... She could only obediently take off her cotton slippers and put on the pre-sale down jacket that He Ya sent to her.

He wore earmuffs, a fleece hat, gloves and a scarf, all four pieces of warm clothing, and dressed himself up like a fat penguin.

Lin Jingshen was so angry that he laughed, and couldn't help but said, "Do you want me to call Penguin and see if I can invite you to be the mascot of Yafei Building?"

"If they don't mind, I'd be happy to do it." Ying Ting naturally took over the conversation, and her hands kept moving to wrap herself tightly.

"Forget it, I can't argue with you." Lin Jingshen said helplessly.

…………

Suzhou and Hangzhou are not only cold in winter, but also have fascinating cultural and beautiful scenery. Fallen leaves are scattered on the lake, and the lake water is rippling.

The entire West Lake is immersed in this tranquility, like an elegant ink painting.

There is an endless stream of people coming to appreciate the scenery. Some people not only enjoy the scenery, brew tea and chat in the pavilions, but also gather around the lake to watch the wild ducks playing in the water.

Sister Lin Yu and Ying Ting were strolling by the lake. Although they were together every day, they seldom talked to each other.

Lin Jingshen had some ideas about the little girl, and he found them quite novel.

Sometimes she didn't understand why Ying Ting could be so sure about doing something, as if she could predict the future.

Ying Ting didn't dare tell Sister Jing that she was a time traveler from another world...

Unconsciously, she heard several cheers similar to those of the elderly people in the park. Ying Ting stopped and looked towards the crowd.

Two people, a man and a woman, dressed in brightly colored costumes, sang, recited, fought and acted, performing everything.

There were not only old men and women watching and cheering, but also children staring at the red-tasseled spear in the woman's hand.

"What's so good about the opera? It's just an old-fashioned performance." Lin Jingshen just took a glance and then looked away, preparing to move forward.

But he found that the little girl stood still, her eyes fixed on the two actors, unable to move away.

"Sister Jing, why don't we go over and take a look?"

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