"Yueze, my grandfather likes the gift you gave to my grandfather very much. When I opened the gift that day, I found this note under the box. Do you know whose handwriting is?"

Yin Yueze raised his hand and took the note, glanced at it casually, and paused in slightest movement.

"It's leisurely." He replied.

Mr. Yin’s ideas were confirmed, but there was not much change.

Yin Shengting frowned, "What note?"

He took the note from Yin Yueze's hand and looked at it, and his face immediately became unhealthy. This was a note that unknown person reminded Mr. Yin that he was ill and went to the hospital for a full-body examination as soon as possible.

"Dad, you won't really believe what is written on a note, it's probably just randomly made up."

"I know whether it was random or not." Old Master Yin looked at him and signaled Butler Yin to take out the things.

Butler Yin kept his other hand behind him showing his back, holding a hospital medical examination report.

"This was the old man went to the hospital for examination. The results were just released today, showing liver lesions and early cancer."

Yin Shengting took it over and looked carefully, but still frowned.

"Luckily it appeared early, and if it was in the late stage, there would be no way." Butler Yin was a little scared.

"Since that's the case, I'll ask Nancheng to go to the hospital to inform me that grandpa will receive treatment as soon as possible, which is more beneficial." Yin Yueze calmly put away the note and was about to get up to make a phone call.

"Wait." Old Master Yin called him, "Yue Ze, is Song Yatou learning psychology, right?"

"kindness."

"How did she see that I was in a state of health?" This was something that Mr. Yin had never figured out. He himself didn't realize anything was wrong, and Song Youran showed it.

"I don't know either. Youran is going to the capital to participate in the competition. I'll ask when she comes back." Yin Yueze's eyes flashed.

Mr. Yin nodded, "Go, Song Yatou saved the old man's life this time. When she comes back, I have to thank her very well."

No matter how you say this, it is a bit complicated.

He just told Song Youran that your current identity is not worthy of the Yin family, and then he gave her a deadline problem, so she saved her life without any grudges.

Mr. Yin is not an unreasonable person, but his mood is a bit subtle.

In fact, he completely misunderstood Song Youran. He put the notes in front and the two talked behind him. Even if Song Youran wanted to get the notes back, it would not work.

After Song Youran and Bai Lai got off the plane, they stopped a car and went straight to the competition location.

The venue for this competition is the International Concert Hall, and participants need to register first and then check in according to the procedures.

The organizer has stated that accommodation for only participants is provided. If family members follow, extra fees will be paid.

Bai Lai didn't care about this and paid for it to live in the same room as Song Youran.

The two staff members who were responsible for registering were one man and one woman, the woman was responsible for recording, and the man was responsible for arranging the rooms. There was a long queue in front of them, but they were still bent.

When it was Song Youran's turn, the female staff member said in a concise manner: "Name?"

"Song Youran."

"age?"

"eighteen."

“Where’s from?”

"Cloud City."

"How many people?"

"two."

"Which city competition is the first place?"

Song Youran stopped talking.

The other party thought she didn't hear it clearly, so he repeated it again, "Which is the city competition?"

“No ranking.”

The female staff member was stunned. She turned her head to look at her colleague and frowned, "Why are you here without a ranking?"

The people lined up behind heard the movement in front and started talking.

Song Youran was about to say that she had a letter of recommendation, but was interrupted by the commotion at the door.

"Hurry up, take photos!"

With the dense crackling sound, a woman with exquisite makeup walked in from the door, followed by a blockbuster reporter, who enjoyed everyone's attention like stars holding the moon.

Even some people in the queue secretly took out their cell phones to take pictures.

"This is Mo Xintong."

"Yes, it's her."

"She probably came with Mr. Mo's recommendation letter, it's better if someone supports her."

"No, I heard that she was competing in competitions by herself."

...

The two staff members also thought Mo Xintong was here with a recommendation letter. When they saw her coming, the male staff stood up and looked pleased, "Miss Mo, you are here, I have left a room for you long ago. You just need to show the recommendation letter."

Unexpectedly, Mo Xintong's face looked slightly ugly after hearing his words.

"I don't have a letter of recommendation." She said coldly, "Do you think I am like the kind of person who takes advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the recommendation letter? I won it one by one!"

The male staff member was stunned, then reacted and called the female staff member next to him to help Mo Xintong register first.

"Hurry, help Miss Mo register first."

After hearing this, the people around him became louder and reporters kept pushing forward.

"Miss Mo, you said you won one game after another. Mr. Mo has a recommendation letter in his hand. We all know that the person he recommends is not you?"

"Yes, Miss Mo, if the person Mo recommended is not you, who is that? Can you tell me?"

"Miss Mo, Mr. Mo did not give you the recommendation letter, but asked you to participate in the competition by yourself. Have you ever blamed Mr. Mo in your heart?"

...

Seeing that Mo Xintong couldn't handle it for a short time, Song Youran asked the female staff member in front of him, "Hello, can you finish registering for me first? I have friends waiting outside."

The female staff member's eyes moved from Mo Xintong, fell back on Song Youran, and her eyebrows were twisted again.

"Why are you still here? Didn't I just say that people without rankings cannot participate in the national competition."

She seemed a little annoyed and her voice became higher. A reporter next to her who wanted to interview Mo Xintong couldn't squeeze in and heard it. When she turned around, she asked her colleague to point the camera at Song Youran and the female staff.

Three consecutive tabs.

Song Youran was stunned.

The reporter handed the microphone to the female staff member, "Hello, you are the staff member responsible for registration here. Can I interview you?"

The female staff member had never been on the news and was so excited that she nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, what do you want to interview? I will definitely cooperate."

"Thank you for your cooperation. What's going on now? Is someone trying to pretend to be a promotional participant and participate in the national competition?" asked the reporter.

When the female staff member heard this, she immediately nodded and was so excited that she forgot everything. She pointed at Song Youran and said, "Yes, there is one, she is her!"

The reporter pointed the microphone at Song Youran again. "Miss, do you have anything to say about the accusations made by the staff? Are you really pretending to be a promotional participant and trying to participate in the national competition?"

"No." Song Youran only felt inexplicable.

"You are! I just asked you which place you are in the city competition. You said you don't have a ranking, and what's the point of pretending to be?!" The female staff member might have been too excited. She ran directly to the table next to her. There was a computer on the table for entering data.

"If you don't give up, I'll show you if your name is in our internal database!"

The reporter came to his senses and continued to say to Song Youran: "This lady, she said you have no ranking. Is this true? Everyone knows that if you don't have a ranking, you can't participate in the national competition. If you confess now, you still have time to confess."

"It's true that I don't have a ranking." Song Youran's expression was faint, "Can you not participate in the competition without a ranking?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the female staff there found the results. She ran to the reporter, "She just said that her name was Song Youran. I have checked the entire database. Not to mention Song Youran, there is not even a person named Song! So she is pretending!"

Her voice was very loud. Mo Xintong had just left the reporter's encirclement and heard the movement here, and she showed a look of interest.

"What? Is anyone pretending to be a promotional person to participate in the national competition?"

The reporter who interviewed Song Youran made a clear way and was much more excited. She pointed the microphone at Mo Xintong, "Yes, Miss Mo, there is a person who pretended to be a promotion person to participate in the competition. What do you think about this or what do you want to say to this lady?"

Mo Xintong smiled slightly, and Yu Guang glanced at Song Youran, and contempt flashed through her eyes. She looked at the camera generously and gracefully.

"There are some people who are unwilling to let go of the early defeat and want to pretend to be the promotional personnel to continue participating in the national competition. In this regard, I can only say that delusion is delusion after all, and it is impossible to become a reality. This lady, you don't seem to be old, so you should go back and practice well, and don't think about reaching the sky in one step."

The reporter took the recorder and recorded it all. When he turned around, he saw Song Youran still standing there, with a calm expression, and he couldn't help but wonder.

If it were normal circumstances and being exposed in public like this, it would definitely lead to shame and anger, but Song Youran had no intention of leaving at all. Could it be that she really had any trump card?

Thinking of this, the reporter was excited again. There was so much gossip today, so I must have to pay for the salary.

She turned the microphone to Song Youran again, "Miss, you look very calm. Are you sure you can participate in the competition?"

She asked this question very tricky, but she could participate in the competition without ranking. The so-called grasp is the unspoken rule.

"Yes." Song Youran was certainly sure, but she had two recommendation letters in her hand.
To be continued...