Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 242 I’m right here! Divine Strategist Commander Huo Jingyu [2 more - s]

Chapter 242: 242 I’m right here! Divine Strategist Commander Huo Jingyu [2 more Chapters]

The recording hadn’t started yet, and no cameras were pointed their way, so Huo Ximian naturally didn’t need to maintain any persona.

Besides, even when in the public eye, she always had the mannerisms of a Capital Circle heiress, doing as she pleased.

Even if she said something unpleasant, her fans would just praise her for being straightforward.

Ye Wanlan was fondling the bracelet on her left wrist.

Last night she and Fang Qingli had gone to stroll through the ancient town and happened to see an old grandmother selling woven bracelets, so they each bought one.

The bracelet looked simple, but it was all craftsmanship, worth collecting.

"Did you hear that?" Not getting a response, Huo Ximian grew impatient, "I’m talking to you, don’t you have any manners?"

"No need to worry." Ye Wanlan finally turned her head, a slight smile on her face, "I have foolish-phobia, I don’t interact with such people."

She had always had no patience for fools.

Huo Ximian was startled, "What did you say?"

A few seconds later, she realized that these words were an insult to her, and anger flared up instantly, saying coldly, "I’m giving you a chance to apologize to me, now, immediately, this instant!"

"Miss Huo, this isn’t Yunjing, nor is it the Huo Family," Professor Li spoke coldly, "What sort of heiress’s airs are you putting on here? Wasn’t it clear enough yesterday?"

Huo Ximian was choked up, full of rage but nowhere to vent it.

Shen and Professor Li were both honorary professors of Yunjing University and had even been bestowed the title of academician, with an extremely prestigious position in Shenzhou’s academic world.

Even Patriarch Huo would have to greet them respectfully.

With these two old men looking out for her, Ye Wanlan truly was lucky!

The director felt a headache coming on; he had only been away for a moment, and Huo Ximian, this ancestor, had started causing trouble again.

If it weren’t for the Huo surname, he really wouldn’t want to work with Huo Ximian.

But there was no choice, the Huo Family had contributed a large sum to this program, and the director could only hope that during the formal shooting, Huo Ximian wouldn’t cause any more trouble.

"Miss Ye, I’m so sorry, really sorry," the director wiped his sweat, lowering his voice, "The Huo family members all have quite peculiar tempers, please forgive them."

"Peculiar?" Ye Wanlan said lightly, "That really isn’t worthy of the Huo surname."

In the past, the eight thousand Divine Strategy Army soldiers had fought to their deaths defending Shenzhou.

Very few of these disciples had families, leaving only a small number of descendants.

These descendants, to honor the memory of Divine Strategy Army Commander Huo Jingyu, took on the surname Huo, and that’s how the Huo Family originated.

She had not had much interaction with Huo Jingyu, but He Jia would often discuss military strategies with him and spar in martial arts.

Just like the King of Yan, Huo Jingyu had joined the army as a young man and entered the Divine Strategy Army.

In just two years, he had defeated the previous Sect Leader and became the leader of the Divine Strategy Army, stunning and unmatched.

Moreover, he established a formidable position after defeating several older generation martial arts experts at the Martial World Conference.

Huo Ximian, unworthy of the Huo surname that belonged to Huo Jingyu.

The director was startled, "Miss Ye, you can’t say things like that, you don’t know the position of the Huo Family, only the Xiang Family can suppress them."

"Director, don’t worry," Ye Wanlan said with a faint smile, "I won’t let anything happen to your life."

Director: "..."

Why did he feel like some dreadful misfortune awaited him in the future?

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Huo Ximian was in a terrible mood and suddenly spoke up, "Qi Yunzhao."

"Ximian? What do you need me for?" Qi Yunzhao was somewhat flattered.

"What do you think her achievements would be if she entered the entertainment industry?"

"This..." Qi Yunzhao hesitated, "She has great visual appeal, and as long as she has some exposure resources... But the entertainment industry still relies on talent, where does she have your acting skills?"

Though he said this, Huo Ximian didn’t feel any comfort, instead, her sense of crisis grew stronger.

Rather than letting Ye Wanlan grow, it was better to stifle her at the budding stage.

Huo Ximian’s eyes grew colder as she pondered her plans.

At this moment, the seasoned actors Shen Yeqiu and Xu Qingyu also arrived.

"Now that all the teachers are here, let’s get started," the director took the megaphone, "Please relax teachers, today we are just sightseeing, we are tourists, don’t feel too much pressure."

Shooting a purely historical program was not easy; it was necessary to consider the solemnity of history and the liveliness of the era.

Only by skillfully combining the two could the program be accepted by a wide audience.

The historical figure of Princess Yongning happens to be the one that allows the audience to immerse in the program the quickest.

Among the seven guests present, even Qi Yunzhao, who scored little more than three hundred points in his college entrance exam, was also well-versed in the deeds of Princess Yongning.

Under the director’s guidance, the group entered the Yongning Palace, arriving first at the front hall.

The expanse of Yongning Palace was vast, even larger than the Prince Yan Mansion, yet it was not luxurious.

The architecture was simple but not lacking in grandeur, and there were murals painted by skilled craftsmen within the hall.

The director continued to introduce the site, allowing the guests to browse around.

Ye Wanlan raised her head, gazing up at the dome.

Returning to the Yongning Palace, the greenery and features here were no longer as they once were.

Even she, three hundred years earlier, would not have imagined that her travel palace would become a bustling tourist attraction.

But perhaps this was the best outcome.

The travel palace is inanimate, but if it could become a cultural and spiritual repository, it would come to life.

"It’s a pity that the actresses who played Princess Yongning are still being criticized," next to her, Xu Qingyu shook her head, unable to resist sighing, "The elegance of such a historical figure can only be glimpsed through historical texts; how could it be portrayed in film and television?"

Even though she was a Grand Slam Best Actress and striving in the international film industry, she would never dare to take on a historical figure like Princess Yongning.

She had received several scripts about the Daning Dynasty, but she turned them all down.

It wasn’t because she feared hurting her reputation by taking the role, but because she revered these legendary historical figures and dared not desecrate them.

Ye Wanlan stepped out of the front hall’s main door and glanced slightly towards the east.

The wind weaved through the leaves, gently lifting the hem of the girl’s skirt, as if traversing centuries of time and inducing dreams of the once-mighty Daning Dynasty.

Xu Qingyu’s heart jolted.

In that brief moment, she thought she saw an imperious royal spirit in this extremely young girl.

Not even the old actor, known for playing emperor roles, had such a gaze.

She watched Ye Wanlan somewhat absent-mindedly, not even realizing when Wanlan approached her.

"Teacher Xu?" Ye Wanlan waved her hand in front of her, asking, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Xu Qingyu abruptly came to her senses, realizing her lapse in composure.

As a Best Actress, she had long mastered controlling her emotions so they wouldn’t show.

"I’m fine," Xu Qingyu shook her head, her voice gentle, "Xiao Wanlan, really no interest in joining the entertainment industry? A director friend of mine happens to be making a period film next year, and I think you’d be perfect for it."

The girl possessed a serene and unhurried demeanor, yet there was a sharpness that was barely concealed.

This aura was precisely what the entertainment industry was lacking.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Teacher Xu," Ye Wanlan declined graciously, "I participated in this program because I am deeply interested in history, to get up close with cultural relics, not to enter the entertainment circle."

Xu Qingyu felt it was a pity, but she knew that Ye Wanlan wasn’t just playing hard to get or lying: "Alright then, but if you change your mind later, feel free to contact me anytime."

Ye Wanlan nodded and continued to walk forward.

Shen Yeqiu evidently overheard the conversation between the two and stepped up, walking side by side with Xu Qingyu, laughing, "What, you’ve fallen for her talent?"

"I was initially moved by her talent," Xu Qingyu replied, "but I suddenly realized she’s fit for a much grander stage."

Shen Yeqiu nodded, "That’s why one shouldn’t trust hearsay. It’s only after you meet someone in person that you understand what she’s really like."

Before coming to Fengyuan City, he also heard plenty of rumors about Ye Wanlan.

But only after meeting and interacting with her did he understand Wanlan was not as unsavory as the internet made her out to be.

After leaving the front hall, the group then arrived at a quiet and secluded side pavilion.

Surrounded by bamboo forests and adorned with rockeries and flowing water, it was an excellent place to escape the summer heat.

"This is Princess Yongning’s zither room," the director explained, "According to historical records, Princess Yongning and Lin Fanyin, the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sound Sect, were close friends and studied together under the Heavenly Sound Sect’s Supreme Elder, both excelling in their zither skills."

"Princess Yongning once played the zither here," Professor Shen took over, "But she was actually more proficient with the pipa than with the zither. When the King of Yan returned victorious from battle, she, as his sister, played the pipa on the city tower to welcome him."

The production team had also placed a zither and pipa in the zither room, modeled after Princess Yongning’s personal instruments.

Ye Wanlan bent down and lightly caressed the strings of the instruments with her hand.

"What are you touching?" Huo Ximian spoke up, "Even if it’s a replica, did they say you could touch it? Do you even know how to play the pipa?"

"We have professional pipa players, and there will be performances," the director intervened quickly, sensing trouble, "Teacher Huo, Miss Ye, we’ll have to wait for them to—"

Ye Wanlan weighed the pipa in her hand and replied indifferently: "It’s fine."

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