Chapter 18: I'll give you a quartered English version?
——Although she knew that Teacher Yingzi’s performance today was not satisfactory, there was really no need to torture her directly, Ms. Xingzhen!!!
We are now a society ruled by law... We don't play these games!
Zhong Lingyu was anxious. She didn't care whether she would be scolded to death by her boss when she returned. She took out the time and space prop and paused the time of everyone on the scene, including Ms. Xingzhen and Nalan Ying, to this point.

Excessive consumption caused the little girl's face to turn pale in an instant.

Seeing this, Ms. Xingzhen reached out and scratched her head in confusion: "...Xiao Zhong, I just searched for 'ancient style', why did you suddenly become so excited?"

"? Ancient style?" Zhong Lingyu was bewildered upon hearing the bad news. "Isn't it 'torture'?"

——Look at Ms. Xingzhen’s expression just now.

Didn’t she really want to slap Teacher Yingzi to death at that time?
"Do I really need to search for torture?" Ms. Xingzhen's expression was a little indescribable. "I myself died in that square palace, so how many kinds of 'torture' can there be in the inner court?"

"Besides... why would I bother with that thing when I have nothing better to do? Should I imitate Shang Yang in five parts and then make you Ying Zi in four parts?"

——Don’t ask why it is divided into four equal parts.

——Because with a stupid brain like her, it makes no difference whether she has it or not, she doesn’t need to be divided again!
"...? Ms. Xingzhen, where did you hear so many hell jokes?" Zhong Lingyu's innocent and naive face showed a big puzzlement, "It's summer, and I suddenly feel a little cold."

There are even some frozen bones!

"I watched it in the ghost video section and listened to the netizens' teachings—" Ms. Xingzhen shrugged her shoulders and said nonchalantly, "I thought it was quite interesting, so I just learned it casually."

...That's indeed a very casual way of learning.

Zhong Lingyu was silent for a moment, and then she boldly spoke: "Then... Ms. Xingzhen."

"Besides this 'Five-Divided Shang Yang'... have you learned any other underworld jokes?"

"Uh... failed art students?" Ms. Xingzhen hesitated for a moment, "And some..."

"Okay, okay, Ms. Xingzhen, please stop talking." Zhong Lingyu's throat choked when she heard the word "art student". She quickly reached out to stop the old lady from making dangerous remarks. "Besides, we can't continue broadcasting this show."

"Well, then you people nowadays are really weird." Ms. Xingzhen shut up in dismay, and couldn't help showing a little regret on her face - to be honest, she quite liked these weird hell jokes.

Isn't this more fun than watching the clown in a short opera?

"It's not strange... Well, it's not important, it's not a big problem." Zhong Lingyu coughed vaguely, and asked Ms. Xingzhen in a low voice while collecting the props, "So, Ms. Xingzhen, why did you think of searching for 'ancient style' today?"

"I saw that you looked very upset at that time... I thought you wanted to search for 'torture' to beat up Teacher Yingzi."

"Oh, I did want to go to the ghost animal area to look for inspiration at first, but I gave up halfway through." Ms. Xingzhen remained calm, "I just thought about it carefully... Some things don't seem to be of much use if we rush them too much."

"Look at this useless thing. She must have had this problem of forgetting the lyrics for a long time. If it doesn't work next time, I'll just put the lyrics on the system page. After all, other people can't see it, and she won't have to stare at the prompter all day."

"It's really a joke for netizens." Ms. Xingzhen crossed her arms and sneered, then flipped open her big eyes and showed Zhong Lingyu the trending searches that had just appeared.

In addition to the topic #Timowhistle# which topped the list, the two topics that are currently gaining momentum are undoubtedly #Nalan Ying forgets the lyrics# and #Yingzi keeps looking at the prompter#.

The girl stared at the many hot searches on the official list of Big Eyes, and couldn't help but marvel at the 10G surfing speed of netizens.

——Wow, Teacher Yingzi just made two mistakes in singing the lyrics, and the trending searches over there immediately jumped to the top. So cool.

"I didn't expect that Teacher Yingzi, who is nearly 60 years old, can still become popular in such a magical way this year." Zhong Lingyu shook his head, looked at the hot searches, and slowly turned his gaze to the stage.

At that time, Nalan Ying on the stage finally overcame the uneasiness and fear in his heart, and forced himself to regain the rhythm and feeling he should have when singing.

Under the influence of the dual buffs of "Glory" and "One Go", she finally took control of the stage and had a little fun with the audience.

"Break free, break free, break free from the darkness of the night~"

"Break free, break free, break free from the ashes in your heart—"

"You only live this once."

“Go forward without fear or fear.”

"WO~Go forward——"

"Wuhu~~ Yingzi! Yingzi!"

"Yingza! Yingza! Yingza!"

After the song was over, the 500 audience members shouted Nalan Ying's name in unison, and Zhong Lingyu's previously tense mentality also relaxed a little.

She turned her head and looked at Teacher Yingzi, who slowly disappeared at the front desk along with her music partner. Then she let out a sigh of relief, half disappointed and half relieved: "Ms. Xingzhen, you haven't finished answering the small question yet."

"The child is still young, why would he ask so many questions all day long?" Ms. Xingzhen raised her eyes in response, but even though she was disgusted, she did not fail to answer any of the questions that she should have given to Zhong Lingyu.

"I just happened to see someone summarizing the changes in the styles of costume dramas in the past thirty years... and I was curious and searched for related videos on dilidili." The little old lady said seriously while closing the system page in front of her. "As a result, most of them are really good-looking."

"Sometimes I feel itchy when I see it and want to try out the clothes that are popular among you young people now."

"Hey! Of course, we'll follow the search sorting method of D Station. Those that don't look good won't be put in the front." Zhong Lingyu smiled and bared his white teeth. "As for the issue of changing clothes, that's easy to say."

"Please wait, Ms. Xingzhen. I will ask my boss tonight to grant me permission so that I can add a wardrobe to your operating system... You can wear whatever you want then."

"Well, thank you for your help, Xiao Zhong." Ms. Xingzhen nodded. After she finished speaking, she stopped dwelling on this issue and just focused her eyes on the stage.

After Nalan Ying finished her performance, the only singer who had not yet performed on stage tonight was the young Arab singer from Canada.

And if she remembered correctly... judging from her surfing results over the past two days.

The one who almost broke down her useless attitude towards future generations at the beginning of the last show was this girl of the same age as Xiao Zhong.

　So, don’t teach the elderly to surf the Internet or use their mobile phones.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)