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With Bai Lian by her side and Jiang Fulai not around, Pu Xiaohan dared to greet Jiang He with a smile, “Xiaoniao.”

Jiang He’s little face was very cold.

He attempted to resist the name “Jiang Xiaoniao” with all his might.

Jiang Fulai was busy on Monday, the driver was Ming Dongheng, and Bai Lian didn’t send a message to inquire with Jian Zhongyou until after she got in the car.

Dean Jian: “No need”

Dean Jian: “Just come to our school.”

Bai Jian: “I want to apply to Jiangjing University.”

Dean Jian: “What’s so good about it?”

He was even more carefree than Bai Lian, as at his level as the dean, he was no longer trapped by money, but pursued the true temple of art.

Bai Lian threw this screenshot to Sister Xin.

Sister Xin: “…”

This screenshot was explosive to the entire entertainment industry.

Every sentence could make netizens collapse.

The car soon stopped at the entrance to an ancient-looking courtyard; it was Pu Xiaohan’s first time here. She saw the iron fence covered in colorful vines and a winding cobblestone path leading to an ancient Chinese three-story building.

She was greatly amazed.

The three people sitting in the garden chairs in front of the building turned their heads quickly upon hearing the noise.

When Chen Jingyu saw Bai Lian, he put down the document in his hand and exclaimed with joy, “Miss Bai, you’ve come?”

Bai Lian’s visits here were even fewer than to the library.

“I’ll go make some tea,” Ming Dongheng said, heading for the hall as soon as the car stopped.

Chen Jingyu remembered Bai Lian liked the pastries here and hurried after him, “Miss Bai, I’ll check the kitchen.”

The other two also stood up upon seeing this—the man was Chen Jingyu and the woman, Yu Hongyi.

This time Yu Hongyi finally got a clear look at Bai Lian; she sized up the school uniform Bai Lian wore, which bore the logo of “Xiangcheng No.1 Middle School,” and said, “Hello, I am Yu Hongyi.”

She introduced herself.

She used “I am” instead of “my name is.”

Normally, those without some level of fame would not dare introduce themselves that way.

Yu Hongyi wore casual clothes, and as she was always ranked at the top in Zhongwu, there was an inevitable arrogance in her movements that she couldn’t completely conceal, and her presence was strong. Pu Xiaohan didn’t dare to speak to her and just stood by Bai Lian.

“Bai Lian,” Bai Lian nodded to her briefly, to the point.

After speaking, she led Pu Xiaohan towards the small lab.

Jiang He followed closely behind her.

“What is this?” Pu Xiaohan asked in surprise, looking at the air-raid shelter door to the left of the small wooden building.

By Yu Hongyi’s side, upon seeing that Bai Lian was heading in that direction, Chen Jingyu quickly tried to stop her, glanced at Bai Lian, and frowned, “This is a critical research area; you can’t go there.”

Everyone knew what position Jiang Fulai held.

The research and labs were top-secret documents.

In his critical research area, aside from his team members, not even Ming Dongheng or old Mr. Chen could enter and exit at will.

Yu Hongyi also looked over, her gaze flitting indifferently over Bai Lian’s school uniform before settling on Jiang He behind her, “You might not be aware, but everything here cannot be tampered with. Xiaohe surely knows this, right?”

Both were martial artists; Pu Xiaohan didn’t dare meet their gaze.

Involuntarily, she clutched at the hem of Bai Lian’s clothes.

A chill tinted Bai Lian’s brows and eyes, as she reached out calmly with her phone and moved Chen Jingyu’s arm that was blocking the way.

Her right index finger pressed on the fingerprint lock, and with a “beep,” the door opened.

She went straight in.

Jiang He followed behind her with practiced ease.

Pu Xiaohan was taken aback and quickly followed.

The door closed slowly behind them, and Pu Xiaohan entered such an upscale private laboratory for the first time. She hurried forward, wanting to say something to Bai Lian but heard her softly reciting the Heart-Clearing Mantra?

No, Lian, you…?

Bai Lian and Jiang He were very familiar with the laboratory, and they demonstrated many experiments to Pu Xiaohan.

Pu Xiaohan, with her camera, could hardly keep up with their pace.

Two hours later, the three of them came out still not having had their fill.

Outside, the garden lights shone as bright as day.

Yu Hongyi, holding a long spear, was demonstrating spear technique to Ming Dongheng.

Director Chen, not understanding, just watched the excitement. Seeing Bai Lian come out, he quickly went to get the pastries and approached her, “Miss Bai, are you done with your work? Oh, Master Yu is teaching Mr. Ming the long spear techniques. Master Yu is exceptional with the long spear.”

Bai Lian took the pastries, expressed thanks, and casually glanced toward the open space in the garden.

Hearing Director Chen say so, Pu Xiaohan also looked towards Yu Hongyi.

Pu Xiaohan had seen Bai Lian’s long spear technique, as well as Yan Lu’s. She intended to film long spear techniques, so she watched very carefully. Yu Hongyi’s spear technique was not bad, with strong force and speed.

But Pu Xiaohan had seen spears wielded with terrible force in the “Return Horse Spear.”

Yan Lu, an actor, could perform the spear technique very well. She had great expectations for what Director Chen had called “exceptional.”

But the result…

Pu Xiaohan even had the thought “That’s it?”

Upon hearing Director Chen speak so highly of Yu Hongyi, she couldn’t help scratching her head and asked him in a low voice, “This is considered exceptional?”

That’s not to mention Lian, Yan Lu is also an expert.

“This…” Director Chen didn’t really understand either, but Yu Hongyi was indeed great with the long spear. As someone who did not practice spear skills, he could not elaborate on the specifics, “Master Yu is really impressive, you see her… look at how she connects one thrust to the next, right?”

Pu Xiaohan: “…”

One thrust after another?

Shouldn’t you go back to Chinese language classes?

Their voices were low, but those who practice martial arts have keen senses, and halfway through her demonstration, Yu Hongyi couldn’t help but stop and look at Pu Xiaohan, “What dan are you in long spear? Eight dan?”

Pu Xiaohan was startled, “What dan?”

Yu Hongyi narrowed her eyes, “You don’t even know the ranking system?”

“I’m sorry…” Pu Xiaohan realized Yu Hongyi had heard her comments.

“Your Soaring Dragon Tail technique is too high at the spear tip,” Bai Lian patted Pu Xiaohan on the shoulder and looked at Yu Hongyi, “The wrist force is too weak; you need to practice your wrist strength. Soaring Dragon Tail has two types of attacks, retreat and counterattack both…”

Bai Lian had a good impression of those who practiced with the long spear.

Yu Hongyi politely turned to Ming Dongheng, “Mr. Ming, don’t you have anything to say?”

Ming Dongheng looked at Yu Hongyi and was caught off guard by Bai Lian’s sudden critique, as Yu Hongyi was indeed considered a top-tier spear user in his book, “Miss Bai is very skilled, I think…”

“If that is the case, Mr. Ming, you might as well have Miss Bai give you instruction,” Yu Hongyi’s mood had entirely vanished, and she discarded her long spear.

Bai Lian watched the spear thrown on the ground, walked over, bent down to pick it up, and frowned, “You…”

Yu Hongyi thought Bai Lian was about to preach and raised her hand to interrupt directly, “When you reach eight or nine dan with the long spear, maybe then you can talk to me.”