Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 236: Sister Lan’s Strength Makes Brother Yan’s Heart Flutter [2nd Update]

Chapter 236: Sister Lan’s Strength Makes Brother Yan’s Heart Flutter [2nd Update]

[Ye Wanlan? I’ve never heard of this name before. Does anyone know her?]

[I checked, and she’s not from showbiz. Weird, I remember the announcement said there were only six guests, so where did the seventh one pop out from?]

[Did she get in through backdoor connections?!]

[Ah, I remember now, seems like she was a minor model? Her Weibo account was canceled, but I found some old screenshots.]

At that time, although the Transcendent Woman had entered the modeling industry, she only operated within Jiangcheng and wasn’t famous, having only a few hundred thousand followers. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Netizens might not remember, but the internet never forgets.

Soon, all those Weibo posts that the Transcendent Woman had made were dug up, and with them, the past four years’ worth of events.

[Not to be rude, but what was the production team thinking, letting someone who dropped out of high school to become a model participate in a heavyweight program like "Treasures of The Divine Land"?]

[This...this is too much of a disparity compared to the other six guests. Who on earth was responsible for selecting the guests in the production team? Are they blind?]

[Even as a guest for a single episode, she isn’t fit! When exactly is the production team planning to replace her?]

[I’m from Jiangcheng, insider info here, not only did she drop out of high school to become a model, she even worked as a body double for the Jiang Circle’s young ladies. All in all, there’s not a single good thing about her.]

[I hope "Treasures of The Divine Land" can replace this girl named Ye Wanlan immediately. I just don’t understand what important role she could possibly play on such a big production program?]

[Change her! Change her immediately! Otherwise, I won’t watch!]

...

"What? Change people? I don’t agree, I absolutely do not agree!" Professor Xue received a call from the producer, raising his voice, "If you dare to replace her, I’ll dare to immediately get our superiors to stop supporting the program!"

This was his treasure.

Without Ye Wanlan, their archaeological team wouldn’t know in which year of the monkey or month of the horse they would find the relics of the King of Yan and Princess Yongning.

"Elder Xue, calm down, I understand Miss Ye’s importance to you, the Cultural Relics Bureau, and even to the Yunjing Museum," the producer hurriedly said. "I’m not saying we’ll change people, but the online reaction is too strong, and it could damage Miss Ye’s reputation. That’s why I’m asking what you think we should do."

"What do I care about what those online people say? They’re just idle all day long, pointing fingers here and there," huffed Professor Xue. "Here’s what, I’ll ask our Wanlan what she thinks and how she wants to handle it."

He told Ye Wanlan about the situation and at the end, he comforted her, "Don’t mind them, they can’t affect you."

"Professor, there’s no need to worry about me," Ye Wanlan said with a light smile. "Worldly praise and criticism are within one’s heart. Besides, isn’t this generating buzz for the production team?"

Professor Xue was a bit stunned, "You... you’re still thinking of generating buzz for the production team? You’re almost being cursed to death."

"I always like to maximize benefits in what I do," Ye Wanlan smiled. "Clarification is definitely needed, but not now."

Professor Xue was about to say something but stopped, "Alright, I’ll listen to you anyway since I don’t understand these things."

After relaying Ye Wanlan’s plan back to the producer, the producer was shocked, "Elder Xue, exactly what does your student do? How do I feel like she’s more suited to making program decisions than us?"

"Of course, our Wanlan is incredible. Once the program starts recording, you’ll understand," said Professor Xue proudly. "I’ll tell you, there’s nothing in this world that our Wanlan can’t do."

After successfully baffling the producer, Professor Xue turned to face Ye Wanlan and immediately felt a bit guilty.

It was just a little exaggeration, no big deal, right?

Ye Wanlan was slightly helpless, "Professor, I’m human, so there must be things I don’t know."

Although she had memories from two lifetimes and an additional nine hundred and ninety-nine years.

But learning has no limits, so she would never stop.

"Ah, don’t worry, I’ve already notified the two professors who will appear on the program in advance," Professor Xue said. "You’re not entering showbiz anyway; you don’t need to bother with their circle."

Fang Qingli blinked.

Their Sister Lan indeed was not joining the entertainment circle; she was the capital of the entertainment industry now.

After giving a few more reminders, Professor Xue returned to his room to rest.

Having rushed over from Yunjing, he was also extremely tired.

At the moment, the sun was setting and the twilight was splendid, with the evening glow spreading across the dark blue sky as the clouds shifted with the wind.

The lights of Fengyuan Ancient City lit up one after another, weaving through each other, almost as if drawing people back a hundred years to the prosperous ancient capital.

The stars filled the sky, the Milky Way flowing.

This hotel was situated right inside the ancient city, and the building itself was an ancient Chinese style.

Ye Wanlan opened the door and stepped onto the terrace, only to find someone was already there.

Yan Tingfeng stood quietly at the railing, looking down at the whole of Fengyuan Ancient City with his head slightly lowered.

Three hundred years ago, he rarely visited Fengyuan.

As the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, he represented the entire Jianghu power, and showing up in Fengyuan recklessly would only alert the Imperial Court.

He had thought that in this lifetime, he would never have the chance to see what the starry sky mirrored upside down described in the books was like.

But unexpectedly, three hundred years later, standing on this land of Fengyuan, he was finally able to witness this beautiful scene.

Ye Wanlan, carrying a pipa, adjusted its strings before asking, "Would you like to hear a tune?"

Yan Tingfeng snapped back to reality and only then did he realize someone had come up; the killing intent rapidly condensed in his eyes.

But as soon as he saw Ye Wanlan, the fierceness in his pupils completely receded, leaving nothing but a gentle smile, "It’s not good to always have Xiao Wan accompany me. Let me do it."

"With such a lovely scene and atmosphere, playing a duet doesn’t seem like a bad idea at all," Ye Wanlan said with a light smile, "Please."

The sound of the pipa led the way, followed by the flute.

One high, one low, one sharp, one soft.

The two sounds interwoven, producing music that was pleasing to the ear, which quickly attracted the attention of others.

Fang Qingli and Rong Yu came up afterwards and didn’t interrupt but sat down to listen.

After the piece concluded, Rong Yu exclaimed, "You two have an amazing rapport; you could go directly on stage to perform."

Yan Tingfeng put down his flute, noncommittal, "I don’t play often."

Only for certain people.

"The duet was very enjoyable," Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, "It seems I share a certain understanding with Young Master Yan, we’re on the same wavelength."

Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes twitched slightly, as if something had lightly caressed his heart.

Ye Wanlan suddenly asked, "Qingli, is there a place nearby that sells erhus?"

Fang Qingli was taken aback, "There is... I think, I even saw a street performer playing erhu today."

"Help me buy one," Ye Wanlan said, "I’ll double your bonus this month."

"I’m on it!" Fang Qingli grabbed her phone and ran off.

Yan Tingfeng pondered for a moment, then turned his head, "Go buy a suona."

Bing He: "..."

Tie Ma: "..."

Both men almost doubted what they heard.

"Sir, you... what did you say you want to buy?"

"A suona. Any problems?"

"No... not at all!" Bing He trembled slightly.

Yan Tingfeng took a sip of his tea and said indifferently, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

Bing He could hardly imagine Yan Tingfeng playing the suona.

It was too beautiful a scene to witness.

But as a Hidden Guard, he would of course obey the Young Master’s every command.

**

The next morning, the uproar over the cast of "Treasures of The Divine Land" had yet to subside.

#Ye Wanlan had risen into the top ten of the entertainment ranking, and its popularity continued to climb.

More and more people were digging up her information, but nothing substantial had been uncovered.

[She dropped out for two years, yet she could still enter Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School as a senior student? Must have pulled some strings?]

[Wow, so that’s the kind of person she is. Entered school through the back door, got on the show through the back door, likes to rely on others.]

There were already some bold netizens commenting on No.7 Middle School’s Weibo page, demanding the school expel Ye Wanlan.

Inside the principal’s office at Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School.

"Who says Student Ye got in through the back door? Who said that!" The No.7 Middle School Principal was extremely angry, "Although there are nine buildings, those nine buildings haven’t even been finished yet!"

The Physics Group Leader was somewhat confused, "What nine buildings?"

"Come here, Old Ren." The Admissions Director patted his shoulder and pointed out of the window, "You see that plot of land over there? That’s already school property; nine buildings are halfway built."

The Physics Group Leader’s mouth fell open, "Ye... Student Ye is actually a wealthy lady?"

"Student Ye has contributed so much to our school, she absolutely must not be slandered like this," the No.7 Middle School Principal pushed up his glasses, "The citywide joint exam results are out, according to the overall ranking, what place is Student Ye in?"

"Of course, she’s first," said the History Group Leader, "She only lost four points in Chinese, with a total score of 746, no one in the humanities surpasses Wanlan."

"She lost four points in Chinese?" The Physics Group Leader was curious, "For what?"

The Chinese Group Leader simply pulled out the test paper, "It was for poetry appreciation. This time it was very hard, Fu Guang’s poetry, many scored zero for that question."

"Yikes..." The History Group Leader peered over, "I think Wanlan’s answer seems correct."

The Chinese Group Leader smiled, "I thought it made sense too, but it didn’t match the official answer key. We consulted with some professors at Jiangcheng University, and in the end, we decided to stick with the answer key."

Had that question been marked correct, Ye Wanlan’s Chinese score would also have been perfect.

"Release the results!" the No.7 Middle School Principal commanded with a grand gesture, "Let those people online see Wanlan’s true abilities!"

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