After My Thoughts Were Read, My Master Led Me to Change My Fate - Chapter 30

【Why does his bone age still feel like a young man? His appearance doesn’t seem to be disguised, either. He actually has an inner cultivation of roughly the late Qi Condensation stage. How can this be such a contradiction?**

【No, what I mainly want to talk about is this addressing issue. Last night, we were friends; today, we’re sisters… Uh-woo, but as long as Shizun is happy, anything is fine with me.**

【This is truly strange.**

【Lin Yuxue’s strength improvement is very abnormal. In the original novel, she should only be at the early Core Formation stage by now, and in the upcoming disciple competition, she should have reached the final stage with her early Core Formation before regrettably losing to a Senior Sister in the middle Core Formation stage. But in reality, she touched the edge of Core Formation a year ago, and is now already in the middle Core Formation stage. Yet, she only started cultivating two years ago, and her backlash…**

【That person, Axin, just now, too. His bone age is only twenty-something, but he looks like he’s seventy or eighty, and he has a late Qi Condensation stage cultivation but doesn’t know how to use it at all.**

【This so-called ‘immortal master saving people’ must be problematic!**

The weather forecast hadn’t predicted rain, which is why Fang Qing chose an outdoor shoot. This sudden heavy rain…

Fortunately, the equipment is waterproof now.

“Are we still filming?” Teacher Ning lightly tapped the person’s desktop with her finger. “Let’s film tomorrow. Remember to add money.”

“Why are you so greedy for money?”

“Money, well, it’s a good thing. Everyone likes it.”

Ning Songwu desperately wanted to let out a bitter laugh, but that would severely damage her public image, so she could only let the topic go.

After all, someone in her Sea of Consciousness had just told her, without any emotional fluctuation, that if she had to continue staking out tomorrow, she needed to charge more.

Money, money, money. Why are they all so greedy for money!

Fang Qing shook her head helplessly. “This rain clearly won’t stop. Even if it does stop, we won’t be able to shoot. Let’s film tomorrow. Are you keeping that last scene?”

The script didn’t include a kissing scene, and she hadn’t considered it. In the script, this segment was just the Junior Sister gazing blankly, repeatedly helping the Senior Sister adjust her drooping clothing, and finally accidentally falling.

It was ordinary, but since it was only a music video clip, they would only select a few key shots, so it was fine.

However, Ning Songwu’s sudden idea to perform that act in the heavy rain—tsk, the sense of atmosphere was incredible.

Ning Songwu temporarily ignored her. She waited until Ran Fanyin had changed back into her everyday clothes and returned backstage before asking, “Teacher Ran, do you mind if we keep that last segment?”

“I don’t mind at all!”

She couldn’t be happier!

Although this segment wouldn’t be kept exactly as it was, when matched with the song and an enchanting filter, it would certainly be beautiful. Perhaps many people would save it.

Their pictures, saved by many people.

Just thinking about it was enough to make her happy.

Ning Songwu raised her head. “Then let’s keep it.”

She walked to Ran Fanyin’s side, her slender finger touching the person’s brow, and said warmly, “Remember to drink some hot water and take a shower when you go back. Be careful not to catch a cold.” She looked after her as thoughtfully as if she were a child.

“Okay, Teacher Ning.” Ran Fanyin smiled playfully.

She had grown used to this person’s shameless behavior of always wanting to rub her head. From the initial blush to the current composure, she even felt a little urge to pinch Ning Songwu’s thin cheek in return.

Why are some people naturally so thin, while she was born with a perpetually fleshy face? She weighs less than one hundred jin (50 kg) now! The fat on her face just won’t go away.

Ning Songwu satisfied her hidden desire, breathing a sigh of contentment in her heart, her smile unchanged on her face. “See you tomorrow.”

“Mhm, see you tomorrow, Teacher Ning.”

Ning Songwu, dressed in a long, everyday dress embroidered with a half-blossomed flower, turned and departed. Little Ran pursed her lips, pulling her gaze back from the person she’d been fixated on.

As a few more people left the backstage area, only Ran Fanyin remained, staring eagerly at Fang Qing. Fang Qing, too, was looking at Ran Fanyin with considerable astonishment.

The scene looked strange no matter how you viewed it.

“Your hair is messy,” Director Fang kindly reminded her.

Ran Fanyin casually smoothed it down twice, then moved closer to her.

“What do you want? Ning Songwu just left.”

“No, Director Fang, I want… the original footage of that segment…” The girl’s eyes were blazing, completely filled with sincerity.

Fang Qing was startled by the fervent gaze and instinctively hugged the monitor. “What for?”

“Doesn’t Director Fang know? I’m a fan of Teacher Ning for many years. Now that I’ve finally filmed a scene like this, I really want it.”

“There are quite a few similar shots in Double Dreams.”

“But there won’t be one this beautiful.”

Ning Songwu’s slightly flushed profile, her half-open clothes, her long hair gently swaying in the wind, the heavy rain falling at just the right moment, and the warm-lidded kiss beneath the misty water vapor.

There would never be one this beautiful again.

Fang Qing struggled for a moment, but the young girl had her cornered against the wall, making it impossible to move, as if to say she wouldn’t leave without an answer today.

“Fine. When we edit, I’ll send that segment to you. Don’t leak it.”

“Alright, thank you, Director Fang.”

Don’t tell me, this little girl really is quite pretty when she smiles, Fang Qing thought to herself.

After Ning Songwu got into the car, Xu Yueping was already sitting silently inside, holding a camera.

Ning Songwu glanced at Yuan Qiao, who was in the passenger seat, and raised her hand to set up a soundproofing barrier. Only then did Xu Yueping speak: “There was no need to rush.”

“If you don’t catch them, do I have to increase the fee?”

“Are you short on money?”

Although Xu Yueping’s voice was habitually flat, Ning Songwu still detected a hint of disbelief in her neutral tone. Her eyebrow twitched slightly: “Yes, I am.”

“That can’t be right. Doesn’t everyone say celebrities earn a lot of money?”

“…Alright, let’s skip this topic.”

Don’t mention it. Talking about it makes her want to strangle Lin Xinran.

Xu Yueping lightly acknowledged her and didn’t pry further. She spread her fingers, and the camera rested quietly there. “This is what that thing had in its hand. It’s already broken.”

“Roughly what stage of low-level demon?”

“Equivalent to the Core Formation stage.”

That’s why she fought back and forth, even drawing upon the aid of the Water Lord, but still allowed the creature to escape.

Ning Songwu rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

Tsk, it’s like this again.

They keep sending low-level creatures to do their bidding. Is this looking down on her, or are they specifically targeting Ran Fanyin?

What exactly does Ran Fanyin have on her that makes this group so wary, constantly harassing her?

She turned her head, but before she could speak, Xu Yueping said flatly, “Watch your words.”

“One day, I won’t be able to stand it and I’ll personally summon thunder and strike you.”

“Senior Aunt’s thunder hasn’t reached the Heavenly Thunder level yet.”

She’s making fun of her weakness, is she?

The barrier was removed. Yuan Qiao looked curiously at the two people, who had been exceptionally quiet the whole way, and witnessed a shocking sight.

She saw that the young girl Teacher Ning brought today had hair that looked like it had been electrocuted, standing straight up, root by root, distinctly splayed out at the back of her head.

“Childish,” Xu Yueping said coldly.

Ning Songwu turned her head, pretending not to have heard the person speak.

She had no idea how Jin Chen had taught such a young girl.

Oh, she nearly forgot. Jin Chen’s ability to annoy people far surpassed that of her own apprentice.

Ermao followed Ran Fanyin home. Since she got drenched in the rain today, Zhao Siping repeatedly told her to take good care of Ran Fanyin and absolutely not let her catch a cold, especially since there were only a few days left before she had to enter the set.

Ran Fanyin was happy to take it easy. She half-lay on the sofa, stretching out her hand for clothes and opening her mouth for food, and casually put on a drama for background noise.

“Teacher Ran, what do you want to eat tonight?”

“Dear, just cook whatever you want.”

In the kitchen, the girl chuckled to herself and started preparing her specialty dishes.

Ran Fanyin rolled over, fished the tablet off the coffee table, and began her daily surfing.

On Weibo, the topic about her and Ning Songwu had gradually cooled down. Although there were still arguments in the corners, they hadn’t escalated due to the control exerted by both official teams, classifying them as minor squabbles.

The super topic community for “Ren Zhong Ning Ran” (Ning Ran Among People) had been established. It didn’t have many followers, and the avatar was still the yellow default one with a capitalized character “人” (Ren – Person) on it.

Ran Fanyin’s face darkened slightly. For some reason, she didn’t really want to click into it.

But she took a deep breath and clicked in anyway.

The super topic wasn’t very active, but it already had some decent content production. The author she knew had posted an essay with only a few comments.

One of them was her own comment, lamenting how few people were viewing it, followed by self-comfort, saying, ‘It’s okay, more people will come later.’

I’m truly sorry.

Ran Fanyin felt a little guilty. She muttered softly, liked the person’s post, and increased the popularity a little.

She remembered that this “sister” usually got many comments within minutes of posting. This kind of deserted situation was indeed rare.

Perhaps the person was also online at the moment, and seeing her arrival, quickly messaged her privately.

「Yiyi, don’t you also think Ren Zhong Ning Ran is great to ship?」

Yiyi (一一) was the name of Ran Fanyin’s secondary account. Her avatar was also a simple character ‘一’ (one). The whole persona was very understated, and if she weren’t constantly active, others would probably consider it a zombie account.

「Teacher Liuli, can you first tell me who came up with this name?」

「I don’t know, hey. I only got into the shipping fandom yesterday. Teacher Yi, do you want to be introduced to the shipping fandom?」

「No need.」

Ran Fanyin hesitated for a while, feeling the answer was too curt, so she added: 「I think it’s quite shippable.」

「Right? Right?! One is tall and slender with cold eyes, like a celestial being. The other is cute and adorable, like a little princess. A celestial being accidentally descends to the mortal world and meets a little princess, and then…」

「Wait a moment. Let me first ask, who do you ship as the top?」

「Of course, the little princess!」

Ran Fanyin was dumbfounded.

「Just think: isn’t it beautiful when the celestial being’s cold, austere eyes are tinged with desire?!」

Ran Fanyin curled her fingers, unsure what to say.

「Yiyi! Are you a rival shipper of mine?」

No, I’m not even part of your fandom.

Ran Fanyin said in her heart.

「Yiyi?」

Did I scare her away?

「It doesn’t matter even if you are my rival shipper. We’re old friends; I can put up with it.」

「It’s fine. I always support both sides equally. I was just busy.」

「That’s great! Should I continue?」

「Are you sure what you say next can be broadcast?」

「I will try my best to make it broadcastable.」

Ran Fanyin knew this person would type out the whole scenario in one go and send it as a large block of text, so she exited first to look at other things.

She saw a familiar ID in the super topic, the person who shipped a row of bizarre and unusual couples. This person had already edited a video.

It was Lin Qingchen and Ruan Ping.

Good taste.

Ran Fanyin gave her a like.

The video was short, and it hadn’t edited in any dramatic plot, but rather Ruan Ping falling into the mortal world and accidentally meeting Lin Qingchen when he was still down on his luck. The two supported each other and gradually walked towards a better life.

It’s essentially telling the story of the two works in reverse.

Good taste!

After the three-minute video finished playing, Liuli had also finished typing out her scenario and sent her a long, sprawling paragraph.

It was indeed content that barely passed censorship.

Ran Fanyin quickly scanned through it. It must be said that her resilience, having been constantly petted on the head by Ning Songwu during this period, had grown considerably. Plus, although the text was stimulating, it was ultimately less provocative than Li Ke’er’s collection of… file names.

She didn’t feel much after reading it.

In terms of emotional provocation, it was far inferior to that kiss through the rain curtain from Ning Songwu today.

However, she definitely couldn’t disclose the filming content. She thought for a long time and commented:

「Not bad. Have you ever considered not making Teacher Ning so cold and aloof? Maybe she isn’t that cold?」

After a while, Liuli replied: 「Not at the moment.」

Alright.

Ran Fanyin felt a moment of regret but then remembered that they had never met the private Ning Songwu. It was normal that they didn’t know the person wasn’t so cool and detached.

With that, she happily put her secret thoughts away.

【If I hadn’t transmigrated to this world, I should be starting to deal with children now, right? It’s also possible I’d be pursuing a postgraduate degree, but my mom probably wouldn’t allow it… Oh, seeing children, they are so cute.**

【Where I come from, people having children in their thirties or forties exist, but not many. It would certainly be even rarer here.**

【Heavens! Is this whole village full of people like that?**

【…Huh? What? Sister? Daddy? Mommy?!**