Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 250 Ye Wanlan: Then change the person [2 updates]

Without the Huo Family, who else could display the Divine Strategy Spear Technique?

However, what the outside world does not know, is that the Divine Strategy Spear Technique is not something that every member of the Huo Family can cultivate.

The hereditary martial arts of each of the Six Great Sects have extremely stringent requirements for the cultivator.

Even at its peak, the Divine Strategy Army only had eight thousand disciples, but these eight thousand were enough to rival a hundred thousand Iron Cavalry, which shows just how powerful the Divine Strategy Spear Technique is.

And when martial arts cultivation reaches its ultimate peak, it can even break through Art and Method.

Just like Sword Saint Xie Linyuan, a single sword strike could break the Beiming Sect’s Illusionary Realm – the Art of Mirrored Flowers and Moon in Water.

Huo Jingyu’s spear could have a similar effect.

This is also why the Six Great Sects stand tall and unyielding, none willing to give way to another.

Mr. Huo’s statement silenced the entire directorial team.

"..."

Had this confrontation occurred before the show started filming, the director might have truly hesitated and thought about placating Mr. Huo to stabilize Huo Ximian.

But ever since Huo Ximian maliciously closed the door to the Underground Yongning Palace and put on an innocent act, the director’s dislike for Huo Ximian had reached its peak.

Having backing in the entertainment industry is very common, and prima donnas are numerous; the director was accustomed to this.

For the normal progress of the show, he could turn a blind eye,

but Huo Ximian’s disregard for human life crossed the director’s line.

On the very first day of filming, Huo Ximian had locked Ye Wanlan in the Underground Palace. What about the following two months?

Mr. Huo is indeed Huo Ximian’s father; the instigator has the audacity to question the victim instead.

The director’s expression turned cold immediately, but his tone was still polite and gentle, "Mr. Huo means to say, if Miss Ye does not leave the crew, Miss Huo won’t continue filming."

"That’s right!" Mr. Huo chuckled coldly, "Mianmian is usually in a good mood, but this time she got so angry. Shouldn’t this Ye Wanlan reflect on herself, how can she have such a bad character?"

The director was almost amused by his anger, and he held back, "The progress of the show cannot be delayed, Mr. Huo should first see that Miss Huo recovers well."

"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Huo frowned, "Are you saying, you’re not planning to replace anyone?"

"Mr. Huo, you come all the way to our directorial team in the middle of the night to make a scene, but it’s no use," the assistant director said with a smile, "We’re all just employees here, and even if you scold us till you’re blue in the face, we still don’t have the authority to replace anyone. Why bother?"

Mr. Huo was infuriated by this passive-aggressive attitude, his gaze darkened, "Fine, you... all of you. I’ll wait for Mianmian to wake up before settling the account with you!"

He would make them realize, there is a price to pay for offending the Huo Family!

Mr. Huo came and left in a fury, but the crew members were not affected in the slightest and continued to work methodically.

"This Huo Family," the director shook his head, "if one actually fell into the hands of this father-daughter pair, that would truly be a disaster."

It’s hard to imagine that the Divine Strategy Army, which once protected the nation with blood and flesh as the first line of defense, would have such descendants.

"The Huo Family is so large, and there are many with the surname Huo. For such a big family, it’s quite normal to have a few black sheep," the assistant director had a more relaxed view. He patted the director on the shoulder, "For our show right now, Teacher Ye is of utmost importance."

"Isn’t that true?" the director agreed wholeheartedly, "This show can be without anyone, but absolutely not without Miss Ye!"

Yesterday, Professor Xue said that Ye Wanlan was like a walking antique detector.

And later, they would go to the ruins of the Heavenly Sound Sect.

With Ye Wanlan present, she would surely bring even bigger surprises.

"The higher-ups said that if the reaction to our show is good in the first few episodes after it airs, then we can try to explore international avenues," the director mentioned, "I was previously only fifty percent confident, but with Miss Ye joining us, I’m now completely confident."

He believed that the show "Treasures of The Divine Land" would astonish the world.

**

The next morning, Ye Wanlan was awakened by the chirping of birds outside her window.

She opened the curtains, and with it, the first sunlight of the morning pierced through the leaves into the window, spreading a pale gold across the floor.

Ye Wanlan stood quietly in front of the window as the wind tousled her hair, bringing with it thoughts from a century ago.

After she took charge of the East Palace, she only had three shichen of rest every day, and had to wake up before dawn to start studying.

Even she could hardly imagine a day when she would revisit these old grounds so leisurely.

In this lifetime, the dynasty had ended, and there were no more princesses, no more crown princes.

But the responsibilities she carried on her shoulders were even more significant than before, and even she sometimes felt their heavy burden.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The door was tapped lightly.

"Xiao Wan?" Yan Tingfeng asked, "Are you awake?"

Ye Wanlan came back to her senses, "Yes, I’m awake, just a moment."

After washing up and changing her clothes, she opened the door.

Yan Tingfeng shook the plastic bag in his hand, a faint smile on his face, "I bought sweet osmanthus cakes today, a palace craft unique to Fengyuan, try it."

Ye Wanlan took it, biting into a piece of the osmanthus cake.

The cake melted in her mouth, soft and sweet, rejuvenating every cell in her body.

"After eating, we can continue filming the show," Yan Tingfeng said, his eyelashes slightly lowered, suggesting indirectly, "The weather is good today, we could take a walk in the evening."

"Yes," Ye Wanlan nodded, "In a few days, it will be the Lantern Festival in Fengyuan. I wonder if there will be any special events."

Yan Tingfeng’s eyebrows raised slightly, "There should be some."

No matter, we can still have some.

The two of them chatted as they walked, arriving at the shooting location twenty minutes later.

Apart from Huo Ximian, the other five guests had also arrived.

"Wanlan, you’re here," Xu Qingyu greeted her happily, "The director just said that today we’ll be in for a treat."

Ye Wanlan stepped forward, her eyebrows slightly raised, "A treat?"

"That’s right, the chefs have already devised three dishes," the director cleared his throat, "Once we finish shooting today’s episode, they’ll have finished as well, and we can try the tastes of Princess Yongning."

Ye Wanlan pressed her temples.

Strip away the princess’s identity, and she’s really no different from ordinary people.

"Who would have thought the King of Yan, who battles abroad, would have such a considerate side," Shen Yeqiu said with a smile, "We really should give it a try."

Under the guidance of the assistant director, the shooting went smoothly that day, still omitting all scenes related to Huo Ximian.

As noon approached, the chefs had prepared a total of ten dishes, steaming hot and arrayed across the table.

The director took a bite first and mumbled, "It feels somehow different from the flavor described in the cookbook."

The chefs exchanged glances.

They had followed each step recorded in the cookbook; why would the taste be off?

"Cough cough cough..." After a few coughs, Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly, "Let me try."

The director was stunned, "Eh?"

Before he had time to react, Yan Tingfeng had already approached the chopping block and started selecting vegetables.

"Wanlan, your assistant..." Xu Qingyu was also surprised, "Can cook?"

Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "It’s the first time I’ve known this."

Yan Tingfeng gave off an odd sense of mystery, and within that mystery was a familiarity.

Perhaps she had seen him somewhere before.

Yan Tingfeng didn’t need to look at the cookbook, as he had long memorized all the recipes in his mind.

His knife work was extremely skilled, three parts faster than the chefs invited by the production team.

The director was extremely surprised, but soon he understood.

A lifestyle assistant who can cook isn’t anything out of the ordinary.

However, among all the people present, only Ye Wanlan could tell—

The knife skills of Yan Tingfeng were not developed through cutting vegetables.

Such precision in knife control.

Ye Wanlan’s expression changed slightly.

Although Yan Tingfeng hadn’t explicitly said so, she knew he was skilled in the Beiming Arts, and it was possible that he came from the Beiming Sect.

However, whether from the Beiming or Penglai, those with the talent to learn Art and Method, would not practice Martial Arts.

She had also not heard of any knife technique passed down in the Beiming Sect.

Next, Yan Tingfeng put the chopped vegetables into the wok and added the prepared condiments, starting to stir-fry.

In controlling the fire, he was just as impressive, eliciting admiration from the chefs.

After ten minutes, the dish named "Fleeting Light and Shadows" was ready.

Before even tasting it, just from the fragrance alone, the director couldn’t help but salivate. freewёbnoνel.com

Yan Tingfeng pushed the plate in front of Ye Wanlan, "Xiao Wan, would you like to try it first?"

After making eye contact for a second, Ye Wanlan lifted her hand, picked up a chopstickful, and placed it in her mouth.

Her taste buds leaped wildly at that instant.

At the same time, memories spanning a hundred years came flooding in.

The dish made by Yan Tingfeng, following the recipes, was actually exactly like the one in her memory.

After Ye Wanlan finished eating, she lifted her head and sighed softly, "Delicious."

After she finished, the director dared to take a bite.

The moment he put a bite in his mouth, the director almost bit his tongue.

It was unbelievably delicious!

As the director’s eyes gleamed with hunger and he was about to take a second bite, the assistant director hurried in, panting.

"Huo Ximian has woken up, she’s throwing a fit, saying if she’s not replaced by Miss Ye, she will not shoot, and will also not allow the Divine Strategy Spear Technique to be featured in the show."

The director’s expression turned cold.

"Then let’s replace her," Ye Wanlan said indifferently.

The Divine Strategy Spear Technique, after all, who doesn’t know it?

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