The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260: 098 hacks for Yan Lu, ‘Business Trip’ Zhang Dad returns! _2

Pu Xiaohan promised to record his puppet show.

And to upload it online for more people to see, the old man promptly stood up from his shoulder pole.

He took out his signature skill from behind and performed a puppet calligraphy for Pu Xiaohan, where the strings he lifted were soft, yet he managed to make the puppet write with the force that seemed to penetrate the wood.

This was true skill.

Pu Xiaohan had a real talent for video shooting, she chose various angles, filmed the puppet writing, the Great Sage, and eventually followed the old gentleman to his home.

The old gentleman’s house was not far from there.

As they walked and chatted along the way, Pu Xiaohan learned that the old man’s last name was Tao.

It was just one room, neatly arranged with all kinds of puppets.

“Do you live alone?” Pu Xiaohan looked around and didn’t see any signs of other people’s lives.

The old man twisted a cigarette, nodded his head, “My grandson is afraid of these, my son told me to throw them away but I couldn’t bear to, so I moved here to live alone.”

Pu Xiaohan held up her phone, gave a brief shot of the scene, “Grandpa Tao, I will come to see you again next week to film some additional scenes.”

Grandpa Tao was all smiles, “Okay.”

He went back to the side of his bed and took out a box of milk that had been stored for a long time for Pu Xiaohan.

Pu Xiaohan took the milk and left.

She opened her video account; she hadn’t updated in a few days, but thanks to the last edit, the number of followers kept growing, reaching 5.6 million.

Her edited videos were of high quality, but lacked some sci-fi technology.

She would habitually open Jian Zhongyou’s chat box—

[Today?]

One Bowl One Meal: [No.]

Pu Xiaohan looked at their increasingly concise conversation and felt that one day she would inevitably become like Bai Lian—

Evening.

Bai Lian took Jiang He on the bus to the Zhang Family.

In the Zhang Family’s backyard, Yan Lu was still holding a long spear.

This was what Bai Lian told her, even if it was just for show, she had to learn to hold and steady the spear.

“She practices until twelve o’clock every night,” Zhang Mam said as she watched Yan Lu’s figure, talking to Bai Lian, “Gets up before six in the morning to make breakfast, then stands here with the spear.”

Yan Lu was practicing with the spear while her sister, Xin, was out looking for opportunities and auditions for her.

Bai Lian observed Yan Lu’s erect posture, the way she held the spear was no longer as gentle as before, and nodded in approval.

In less than a week, Yan Lu already looked somewhat like someone who knew how to handle a spear.

Yan Lu was preparing for a performance; she didn’t need to learn to the extent of a grandmaster, but even as a stage prop, a certain level of proficiency was required.

“Take a rest,” Bai Lian handed a towel to Yan Lu.

Yan Lu’s lazy long hair was tied at the back of her head with a rubber band, and now she lived her life with earnest, “Thanks.”

Jiang He sat on the steps, holding washed grapes given to him by Zhang Ma.

He ate while looking up at the two.

“This,” Bai Lian handed a piece of paper to Yan Lu, “take a look.”

Yan Lu wiped off the sweat, put away the towel, and looked down at the paper Bai Lian had given her.

Upon receiving the paper, Yan Lu was stunned.

“This is…”

It was information about the customs and etiquette of the Great Yong Dynasty, all recorded in history books, but not much covered in commercially available books. During her breaks from spear practice, Yan Lu would read up on the subject.

After all, to act, one must understand the life of the character, especially since she was auditioning for a historical drama.

But none were as comprehensive as the material Bai Lian had given her.

Densely written with details of daily life, social etiquette…

Even character analysis and brief biographies of the Bai Family people, she had written it all so thoroughly—how much reading and research had she done to write with such detail?

Yan Lu pursed her lips, she didn’t know how to thank Bai Lian.

As she asked Bai Lian, Bai Lian was sneakily stealing grapes from Jiang He, “…”

How much research?

It was just something done in passing.

“Ah,” said Bai Lian nonchalantly, after finishing a grape, she turned back calmly, her stature tall, “I used to study literature and took an interest in this historical period, so I did some extra research…”

She went on and on.