The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 285

Chapter 285: 108 What exactly does Ji Family do? Video_3

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“In this vast world, who has ever frightened me, old Sun?”

Chills ran down Weng Qi’s spine as he stood beside.

From the enthusiastic Sun Wukong to the scholarly Top Scholar, to Grandpa Tao’s humble little cabin, and ultimately ending with a black screen, as well as Grandpa Tao’s words—

“Will anyone really like this?”

Hot comment: [Grandpa, I really love it (teary-eyed)]

[With such great craftsmanship, why does grandpa seem to live so poorly?]

[Because he can’t make a living (sigh)]

[I’m in Xiangcheng, I’ll come to see you during the holiday, grandpa!]

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The top hot comment was that official one mentioned by Pu Xiaohan—

[A high-quality, meaningful video.] 2,587,441 likes

Soon, the trending topic “Official Comment and a Big Bowl of Eat” was slowly climbing up.

The followers of “Eat and a Big Bowl” skyrocketed from 5.6 million to over nine million.

Weng Qi clapped Pu Xiaohan on the shoulder and said earnestly, “Don’t forget each other in wealth!”

“Share the spoils if you witness it, share the spoils if you witness it.” Pu Xiaohan escaped from the crowd and then bit her finger as she looked at Bai Lian.

Bai Lian nonchalantly took out a book.

On hearing this, she raised her eyebrows slightly, “Speak.”

Pu Xiaohan made an “oh” sound and then said seriously, “I want to film you doing that, dancing with the longsword. And also your grandfather, I want to shoot an episode about his needlework.”

She had seen Bai Lian demonstrate the longsword to Yan Lu. She hadn’t seen much, only twice.

Only after seeing it with her own eyes did she understand why Bai Lian said she was “average with the longsword,” for compared to her longsword, it really could be called “average.”

Pu Xiaohan couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Bai Lian crossed her legs and wrote a neat chemical formula in her notebook, her tone as unhurried as ever, “Next time, get Yan Lu to shoot it for you. As for my grandpa… I’ll go ask him.”

She wasn’t sure if Ji Heng would be willing to be filmed.

“You won’t do it?” Pu Xiaohan was a little disappointed, but upon hearing that Bai Lian was willing to ask Ji Heng, she perked up again, “Hey, it would be great if there were special effects, like a ‘bang’ and an explosion upon collision. Grandpa Tao’s video lacked special effects, otherwise it would have been perfect…”

Her video’s transitions, cuts, and music were all perfect; it was just missing some live-action special effects.

“Collision effects?” Bai Lian paused, her head lifting thoughtfully.

She then took out her phone—

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The reply from the young master Jiang was always swift: [?]

Bai Student: [Can I borrow your lab?]

Jiang Teacher: [Oh.]

Jiang Teacher: [Is that all?]

Bai Student: [1]

The reply was cold and emotionless, and just in time for class, she put her phone away.

Early in the morning, just after a group meeting at the CRFS Dark Matter Research Institute, Jiang Fulai put away his documents. His pale fingers tapped the screen irritably at that “1” and pressed several times—

[I patted Bai Student on the shoulder and spoke of building socialism]

Jiang Young Master: “…”

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Back to Yan Lu.

She didn’t wait for the full song to come out; the shooting ceremony was on Monday morning.