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Chapter 316 Shocking Everyone! Sister Lan Takes Action [2 more]

Producer Liu said: "Since this is a guest brought by Miss Ye, he must be arranged next to Miss Ye and must be treated well."

Ye Wanlan has helped them with so many things, but they have no idea how to repay him.

"Do I need you to tell me that?" The director glanced at him and said, "Let's go first and tell the others in advance."

When the two entered the box, the other guests had already taken their seats.

When the guests learned that Ye Wanlan was going to bring guests, they all expressed their welcome.

Qi Yunzhao was somewhat dissatisfied, but he did not dare to speak.

Although he is a top star like Huo Ximian, his background is not as good as hers. After entering the entertainment industry, he has always been doing things according to other people's wishes.

Of course, he could see that Ye Wanlan was the backbone of the entire program team, and even the director and producer put Ye Wanlan's opinions first.

Qi Yunzhao has a heavy image as an idol. What if Ye Wanlan brings someone from outside the circle who doesn't know what's good for him and takes photos of him secretly and posts them online? What should he do?
He thought about it, then stood up and said to the director, "Director, my friend in South City just called me and said he has something urgent to talk to me about. I have to go over there first."

No matter how good Qi Yunzhao is at disguising himself, given his age, how could he possibly escape the eyes of a director who has been in the entertainment industry for more than 20 years?
The director did not try to keep him, but just waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Qi Yunzhao breathed a sigh of relief and went out with his assistant.

It was fake that he had friends, he just needed an excuse to leave.

As soon as Qi Yunzhao left, Ye Wanlan brought Yan Tingyue into the restaurant.

Led by the waiter, the two came to the door of the box.

The door opened with a swish, and all eyes were focused on Ye Wanlan.

The director and others naturally saw Yan Tingyue, but they did not know this old man.

It is not accurate to call her an old person, because only her age is old. Her eyes and expression are extremely young, without any decadent air, but rather like the morning sun.

"Director, Producer Liu, and a few teachers." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "This is the inheritor of the Kunqu Opera project, Master Yan Tingyue."

"Pap, tap—"

Including Shen Yeqiu, the chopsticks of several people fell to the ground.

The director's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly, and stammered, "You, you, you..."

Yan Tingyue is nearly seventy years old this year, but because she has been surrounded by classical art for many years and is a good singer, she looks less than fifty years old.

She is elegant and gentle, with an innate affinity that makes people want to get close to her.

"You are the director of the program "Collection of Shenzhou", right?" Yan Tingyue took the initiative to extend her hand. "I heard A Lan talk about you. Thank you for bringing such a program. I am looking forward to it."

The director was so dizzy that he didn't even know when he shook hands with Yan Tingyue.

"Mr. Yan!" Shen Yeqiu was also very nervous. "Can you please give me an autograph later?"

"Of course." Yan Tingyue was a little surprised, "But my signature is probably of no use."

"How could it be?" Shen Yeqiu blurted out, "You are the number one Kunqu Opera performer in Shenzhou, how could it be useless?"

"You're too kind." Yan Tingyue smiled. "Alan said you like to listen to Kunqu Opera. When my Kunqu Opera troupe performs, I'll invite you to listen."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Yan." Shen Yeqiu was ecstatic. "I talked about you with Miss Ye this morning, but I didn't expect to sit at the same table with you in the evening."

Now, he finally understood what Ye Wanlan meant by "there is no such thing as an accident".

Ye Wanlan already knew this master in the cultural world, so he could naturally make sure everything was foolproof.

The atmosphere at the dinner table quickly became lively, and even Professor Shen asked Yan Tingyue for an autograph and asked a few questions.

Yan Tingyue thought for a moment and smiled: "I can indeed be considered a descendant of King Xiaoyao, but I am not his direct descendant. If you ask me about him, I really don't know what to say."

Professor Shen felt a little regretful.

It seems that the story of King Xiaoyao can only be unearthed by them.

After dinner, the sun had completely set and the moon came out, with stars surrounding it.

The night sky in South City is also different from that in Fengyuan. Although it is already November, the temperature in South City is still above 25 degrees.

The evening breeze is refreshing.

Ye Wanlan walked slowly along the long street, and Xie Linyuan followed behind her.

"Should the senior brother have had contact with Brother Yan?" Ye Wanlan suddenly said, "Because I remember that he once praised the senior brother for being chivalrous in front of Yingyue and me, but he didn't say what it was."

Hearing this, Xie Linyuan jumped up: "He dares to bring it up?"

Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows: "He didn't tell me the details, so I asked Senior Brother."

"That kid Yan Shunhua, once finished singing an opera, it was already late at night." Xie Linyuan snorted coldly, "He was walking on the street and was teased by a few drunk martial artists. I had to step forward to rescue him." Ye Wanlan thought thoughtfully: "With his martial arts skills, he shouldn't be defeated by a few drunk martial artists."

To be able to become a four-direction prince and be famous in the Ning Dynasty, martial arts is the most basic criterion for judging.

The King of Yan and the King of Qin have the best martial arts, followed by the King of Chu, but the King of Xiaoyao is not weak either.

It’s just that King Xiaoyao’s martial arts is known for “using softness to overcome hardness”, which makes many people think that he is easy to bully.

"Junior sister, please listen to me first." Xie Linyuan stretched out his hand, pressed his forehead, and said with a headache, "At that time, he was wearing women's clothes. I thought he was a woman from a distance. I had already dealt with those drunkards who liked to cause trouble before him."

Ye Wanlan said slowly, "When you meet him face to face, you will find that you have met an acquaintance, but not only you are not thanked, but he makes fun of you."

Xie Linyuan: "..."

As expected of Princess Yongning, she can guess so accurately.

"I was so angry!" Xie Linyuan gritted his teeth. "I challenged him, but not only did he not accept the challenge, he threw me a fan he painted and told me to sell it for money."

Ye Wanlan thought thoughtfully: "The fan painted by Brother Yan is indeed worth a fortune, you are doing well, Senior Brother."

"Is it so valuable?" Xie Linyuan touched his chin. "If I had known, I wouldn't have torn it up and thrown it into the sea."

"Of course." Ye Wanlan nodded. "He is very accomplished in calligraphy and painting. If you go to a place where there are many women, you can auction his paintings for a higher price."

Xie Linyuan sighed, "He messes with women's hearts every day. He is truly a man who has his own way with women. My heart only belongs to A Yin. I have always been loyal."

Ye Wanlan shook his phone and said slowly, "Big Brother, I recorded this sentence for you. When Fanyin comes back one day, I will play it to her."

Xie Linyuan: "..."

He deeply suspected that his junior sister had learned bad things from someone. How could she become so unkind?
On the other side, Yan Tingfeng was standing on a tall building, looking at the moon.

Rong Qi asked: "Has the host ever had any contact with King Xiaoyao?"

"Him?" Yan Tingfeng put his hands behind his back and seemed to smile, "There have been a few times. He is in the court but his heart is among the people. He is very similar to me, a man in the martial arts world."

His most profound impression of Yan Shunhua was an assassination.

Yan Shunhua liked to dress up as a woman and sing opera. She had no airs of a prince at all. When she traveled, she would find a stage in various places to perform.

People in the martial arts world also knew about his characteristics. Those martial artists who disliked people from the imperial court would wait for an opportunity to ambush him, and when Yan Shunhua was singing to the climax of the opera, they would rush towards the stage from all directions.

However, although Yan Shunhua looked like a beautiful girl with an extremely pretty face, she was not really weak. Instead, she had a kind of gentle murderous fierceness.

With King Xiaoyao's martial arts skills, how could he be hurt by these ordinary martial artists?
He remained in his best attire and continued to perform the entire play while fighting against the enemy.

After the song, heads fell.

King Xiaoyao walked away on the water, free and easy.

From that time on, no one would easily attack Yan Shunhua again.

Yan Tingfeng murmured in a low voice: "But even I don't know what the enemy did to him three hundred years ago."

When he came out of seclusion, he had already heard the sad news that "all the kings and dukes from all four directions were killed in the battle."

History cannot be reversed, and it seems that this will be an eternal mystery.

**
At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Wanlan sent Yan Tingyue back to the cabin in the woods.

The further we walked into the forest, the quieter the surroundings became.

Yan Tingyue has walked this road many times, sometimes late at night or early in the morning, but never once did she feel such a chill in her heart.

She couldn't help but pinch Ye Wanlan's fingers: "Alan, I always feel..."

"Shh-"

A flock of birds were startled and there were sounds of hurried footsteps approaching.

A group of people suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Each of them is tall and strong with muscular body.

The target of this group of people was obviously Yan Tingyue and Ye Wanlan. They surrounded the master and disciple without saying a word, as if waiting for them to kneel down and beg for mercy first.

Yan Tingyue felt a chill on her back: "Alan, you first——"

Ye Wanlan held Yan Tingyue's hand and said in a faint voice: "Teacher, please stand behind me."

The sky is dull today, she thought, and blood is needed as paint.

　Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~~
　　(End of this chapter)