Chapter 4 Who’s the good guy hanging outside the window!
But no, this is a live broadcast, a live broadcast, oh my god, no supernatural events can happen!!
Teacher Yingzi smiled stiffly and pursed her lips, trying to stop Ms. Xingzhen who was eager to try.

So her already clenched fists became even tighter. Amidst all the anxiety, Nalan Ying finally "successfully" won the third place in the first game.

"Very good. I feel I still have room for improvement." This is how Teacher Yingzi responded to the host's question in front of the camera. However, Teacher Yingzi behind the camera was no longer as lively as she was in front of people.

After returning to the hotel, Nalan Ying simply washed up and then squeezed herself into the sofa in the suite - thank you for the invitation, but her almost sixty-year-old bones were about to fall apart after a day of tossing and turning.

Sure enough, once a person gets older, sometimes he really can't accept his age~~
Teacher Yingzi slumped in the chair and sighed silently. She wanted to greet the ancestor who lived a hundred years ago, but she didn't know how to talk to her.

Feeling conflicted, she simply imitated what Zhong Lingyu had done at that time and closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

While she was daydreaming, she suddenly heard the sound of a little girl calling her outside the window.

"Teacher Yingzi, wake up, don't fall asleep. Teacher Yingzi, I'm back!"

Zhong Lingyu leaned on the windowsill and knocked gently on the window. Nalan Ying turned around and saw a black head hanging upside down outside the glass window.

Poor teacher Yingzi, who was over 50 years old, was so frightened by her behavior that she almost lost her soul on the spot. The high-pitched female voice instantly penetrated the entire room.

Fortunately, the soundproofing of this suite was good enough, and her shouting did not alarm the hotel staff.

...Otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain why there was an extra head outside her window.

Nalan Ying was lost in thought, and it took him a long time to realize that the person hanging outside the window was none other than Zhong Lingyu's unlucky little dead child.

——I’ve said it several times, she is fifty-seven this year, not seventeen, nor twenty-seven!

"Xiao Zhong, why are you hanging outside my window? Didn't I give you the address?" Teacher Yingzi felt a little overwhelmed - what kind of good person would hang outside the hotel window in the middle of the night, and he was hanging upside down!

——The key point is that this is more than 20 floors high and almost 70 meters high!

Isn't this kid afraid of falling and dying?

Nalan Ying was puzzled. When he came to his senses, he quickly got up and opened the window for the little girl.

Zhong Lingyu realized that he seemed to have made trouble again, shrank his neck, jumped down lightly, and scratched his head with his hand embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Teacher Yingzi, but the hotel you are staying in is too expensive, I can't afford it."

"I didn't have the nerve to tell the receptionist that I was here to see you... I was afraid that someone would think I was a paparazzi and stab me out." Zhong Lingyu groaned, "So..."

She relied on her special status as an employee of the Space-Time Administration and used some small props lent to her by some colleagues to hang herself upside down outside the window.

"Then why don't you call me? My little aunt, ancestor!" Nalan Ying collapsed even more after hearing this - she should call her! What was the point of keeping the phone? She couldn't sleep at this time!

"Oh! Yes, I still have a cell phone here." Zhong Lingyu opened her eyes wide in surprise, as if she just remembered that Teacher Yingzi had saved her phone number.

At this point, Nalan Ying has completely regained her composure from her collapse - although this does not mean that she is not collapsed anymore, on the contrary, she has finally gotten used to the collapse!

"So, has the matter been reported? What did your boss say?" Teacher Yingzi sat down again and poured a glass of water for the little girl, motioning her to find a place to sit down as well.

"My salary was deducted, but I didn't fail my internship." Zhong Lingyu said concisely and honestly, "The boss said that it's normal for interns to make mistakes..."

"Plus, the underworld has been busy lately, and we may not be able to take care of Ms. Xingzhen for a while. It would not be a problem to let her stay as a system for a few more months."

"But if you do something wrong, you have to take responsibility, so I had my internship salary deducted for half a month, and I had to find and get back the system that I lost--" Zhong Lingyu couldn't help sniffing, "I'm about to return to poverty." "As for Ms. Xingzhen on you--the system was originally set up to help you finish the music variety show, so when "singer4202" is over, Ms. Xingzhen who is currently bound to you will automatically detach."

"I will then take her back and extradite her to Brother Niutou in the underworld. These are not big troubles."

"The only tricky thing is Ms. Xingzhen's condition." Zhong Lingyu rubbed his fingers and said timidly, "You know, Teacher Yingzi, Ms. Xingzhen in that time and space just closed her eyes, and her soul was accidentally pulled into this time and space by me."

"So... She is now a dead soul that has just passed away and is still a little bit alive. She is not an experienced old ghost, nor is she a serious system."

"Then?" Nalan Ying frowned with a complicated expression, feeling something was wrong.

"...She can't stay in your body as a 'system' all the time. It's not good for your body, and it's not good for her soul either." Zhong Lingyu swallowed and took out a black emerald pendant from his pocket. "Then the boss approved this for me."

"This is a small magical instrument that can temporarily house Ms. Xingzhen's soul. Apart from the time she is on the show with you, she can stay here on weekdays."

"But this thing has a special restriction. It can only be used by people from our Spacetime Administration Bureau, and I'm very poor now."

“So…” Zhong Lingyu raised her head pitifully, with “rich woman” written in her left eye and “please take me in” written in her right eye.

Teacher Yingzi fell into a brief silence uncontrollably upon seeing this, and the little girl's expression suddenly looked even more pitiful.

"Teacher Yingzi, it is really difficult for our generation to find a job..." Zhong Lingyu whispered softly. She wanted to find a place to die for a while.

"Please help me..."

"...I really don't need your help." Nalan Ying spoke carefully. She found that since she met Zhong Lingyu, her brain, which had not been used for eight hundred years, began to work again.

"But I have one question, and two conditions."

"Yes, go ahead and tell me." Zhong Lingyu nodded repeatedly, then put his hands on his knees and propped up his ears, while sitting up straight.

"Very good, then I'll state the conditions first." Seeing that the little girl was quite obedient, Teacher Yingzi nodded with satisfaction, "First, I will announce to the public that you are my newly hired life assistant. I may occasionally need your help with some minor tasks."

"Yeah, no problem, just continue." Zhong Lingyu pounded his head into a garlic mortar.

"Second——" Nalan Ying took a deep breath with a fake smile.

"Don't you ever hang upside down on someone else's window again!!!"

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　　Suddenly I feel that in this setting, Teacher Yingzi is the most miserable one.

　　There is an ancestor above.

　　There is a girl named Xiu'er below.

　　Yes, it has been decided to name little Zhong Lingyu Xiu'er.

　　Because she is so gorgeous!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)