Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 96: No. 096 - Regretting Too Late, Sister Lan’s Express Delivery! [2nd Update]

Chapter 96: No. 096 - Regretting Too Late, Sister Lan’s Express Delivery! [2nd Update]

The vice principal had only just heard about this matter and was taken aback.

The highest literature score in First High was 698, which was already a very high score, yet a student from No.7 Middle School managed to achieve a terrifying score of 743.

Without any surprises, next year’s literature top scholar would definitely be from No.7 Middle School.

"No.7, Middle School?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both the principal of First High and Sheng Yunyi’s expressions stiffened.

No.7 Middle School was well-known in Jiangcheng, not for good reasons but for its bad reputation—it was far in the suburbs, and its enrollment rate was dropping year after year.

"When did No.7 Middle School get such a genius student in this batch of soon-to-be seniors?" The principal of First High frowned, "Why wasn’t there any news in the past couple of years?"

"I heard she’s a new student who recently transferred to the school and made an immediate impact," said the vice principal. "She has a distinctive name, surnamed Ye, called Ye Wanlan, though it seems there aren’t any famous families with the Ye surname. Looks like it’s raw talent!"

The ears of the principal of First High buzzed, and for a moment, he couldn’t even hear his own voice, "What did you say her name was?"

"Ye Wanlan," the vice principal replied, confused, "I think the name is very fitting. The person who named her must be very cultured and dignified..."

The brain of the principal of First High was nearly at a standstill, and he could only hear the three words "Ye Wanlan" echoing in his ears.

He certainly remembered that name, because to avoid offending the Zhou and Sheng families, he had ordered the psychological team to refuse seeing Ye Wanlan.

He also knew that Ye Wanlan’s family wanted to send her back to First High, but the admissions department had rejected them outright.

But could someone tell him how Ye Wanlan’s scores could be higher than those of any student at First High?!

"If only we had known about such a student earlier, we would have definitely accepted her into our First High," the vice principal sighed, "That way, we would still have both the literature and science top scholars. She exceeded by over forty points, that’s not something you can achieve just by working hard. Principal, you agree, right?"

The principal of First High sat in a daze, constantly tormented by the emotion called "regret."

If he had allowed First High to take in Ye Wanlan back then...

The chest of the principal of First High grew increasingly tight, as if a hand had grabbed his heart, making it impossible for him to breathe, to catch his breath.

The vice principal couldn’t understand his reaction, so he turned to Sheng Yunyi and asked in surprise, "Miss Sheng? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Clang."

Sheng Yunyi hurried to her feet, her movements too large, accidentally knocking over the chair.

Her face was pale, as if she had received a tremendous shock.

"I... I’m indeed not feeling well, excuse me, I need to leave," Sheng Yunyi said as she hurried out of the principal’s office, looking as though she was fleeing in disarray.

The vice principal was utterly baffled and muttered to himself, "That’s both of them acting weird."

**

Meanwhile, Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng had left the hotel by five in the afternoon.

Rong Yu came to pick them up for dinner and whistled towards Yan Tingfeng, "Brother, you’re really in high spirits today. It seems Student Ye’s treatment was very effective."

"Yep." Yan Tingfeng helped Ye Wanlan open the car door and smiled slightly, "No need to visit the Su family anymore."

Rong Yu was startled, "Student Ye is that powerful?"

The Su family, as a successor to the Taiyi Palace, represented the pinnacle of Shenzhou’s medical arts.

The Biological Research Institute and the Medical Association from the Global Center also frequently sent people to seek medical aid from the Su family. However, the Taiyi Acupuncture Technique was a heritage of Shenzhou and was absolutely forbidden to be disclosed.

Ye Wanlan fastened her seatbelt: "I know a thing or two."

Rong Yu: "..."

He was somewhat skeptical.

Rong Yu drove towards the restaurant they had booked, and the three of them, along with Bing He and Tie Ma, still took a private room.

"Hey, Qingli." Just as they sat down, Ye Wanlan received a call from Cheng Qingli.

"Sister Lan, I’ve already sent the necklace and earrings to Miss Nie," Cheng Qingli’s voice came cheerfully, "I guarantee that once she wears Zhou Yixiang’s designed jewelry set, she will be the center of attention at tomorrow’s press conference."

After Ye Wanlan registered the copyright of Zhou Yixiang’s design work, she selected several basic designs to be put into production in the factory.

This was Pulling the Sky Company’s first salvo in the jewelry market, which was crucial.

For this purpose, she personally went to the jewelry market to select the materials, then had the craftsmen polish them.

"Good, I will arrive at the venue early tomorrow," Ye Wanlan promised, "Have the publicity department ready to claim that jewelry set on all major media platforms."

"No problem," Cheng Qingli was filled with confidence, "You can rest easy, Sister Lan, I’ll make sure everything is taken care of."

Ye Wanlan hung up the phone, contemplating the next steps in the promotional campaign.

Whether it was the ready-to-wear market or the jewelry market, both were nearing saturation, and customers were more inclined towards brands that have been well-established for a long time.

To secure a foothold in the market, relying solely on advertising was not enough.

Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes fluttered, and he turned his head to look at her, "Press conference?"

"The ’Annus Mirabilis’ drama series’ press conference. I just took over an entertainment company and am thinking about how to develop it," Ye Wanlan nodded, "I’m not very familiar with the entertainment industry."

"Oh?" Rong Yu asked curiously, "Developing an entertainment company is also part of your plan?"

"Yeah, it’s just something from a long time ago," Ye Wanlan heated her chopsticks with hot water, speaking indifferently. "My sister really loved acting, she was a master performer. I thought about starting an entertainment company just for her, to push her alone, to let the whole world see her."

Ice, standing behind Yan Tingfeng, scratched his head.

When they investigated Ye Wanlan, they had thoroughly understood all her family connections.

She was an only child, so where did this sister come from?

Ice felt utterly disheartened.

It was over, this important piece of news hadn’t been found by him, and he was going to be scolded by the Young Master again.

No—

It’s the entire 723 agency that’s going to be scolded!

He felt a sense of equilibrium in his heart.

Rong Yu didn’t see anything wrong. "You and your sister seem to have a really good relationship. Not like my brother who only knows how to beat me, throw false accusations my way, and blame things on me. It was clearly him who broke the Astrolabe when I was ten, but he pinned it on me, and I got a good thrashing for it!"

"Astrolabe?" Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow. "Is it not the one passed down from three hundred years ago?"

In her previous life, when she visited Head of Great Purity, Rong Shi at the Great Purity Sect, she was once led to see the Astrolabe, which had an extremely complex craftsmanship.

The brilliance of the People of Shenzhou’s ingenuity was indeed magnificent.

"Of course not!" Rong Yu spoke more and more agitatedly. "If it were an heirloom of our ancestors, I wouldn’t have enough lives to pay for it."

Yan Tingfeng’s eyes curved up, smiling gently and warmly. "Miss Ye, how do you know about an Astrolabe passed down in the Rong Family for thousands of years?"

With that said, Rong Yu was also stunned. "Right, I don’t think I’ve mentioned it..."

"Folk history." Ye Wanlan was composed. "The folk history also says that the Rong Family Members have extremely strong Spirit Communication abilities."

Rong Yu believed it. "That’s true, my grandfather is the chief judge of the Northern Lands Spirit Communication competition."

Ye Wanlan wiped her hands, finding there was indeed no need to fabricate more stories to deceive Rong Yu; he could deceive himself.

She asked Yan Tingfeng, "Do you want to go to the promotion tomorrow to relax?"

Yan Tingfeng was slightly stunned for a moment, and then smiled. "If Miss Ye invites me, it would be disrespectful to decline."

"I want to go too." Rong Yu was brimming with excitement. "I’ve never been to such an event before!"

He wanted to take some photos to show off to the others when he returned.

**

On Sunday, at eight thirty in the morning, at the promotional event for "Annus Mirabilis".

In the backstage resting room, Nie Shuangyi took out the necklace sent to her by Ye Wanlan from the box.

The moment she lifted the lid, it was dazzling, as if stars were scattered among mortals.

Nie Shuangyi gently touched the necklace, marveling at it.

The craftsmanship of the necklace was exquisite, seemingly using some ancient technique. Simple pearls, gold, and jade strung together made her recall those beautifully ornamented pieces she saw in museums from thousands of years ago.

And many ancient jewelry-making techniques had been lost due to the numerous deaths in Shenzhou three hundred years ago.

Nie Shuangyi was somewhat reluctant to wear this necklace.

After all, she had only met Ye Wanlan once, and yet the other party had gifted her Su embroidery, along with this set of ancient jewelry.

The company didn’t give her any resources for film and television—they always bundled her with a few other small artists and threw them into crews as extras, not to mention fashion resources.

She could only wear her own daily clothes; she had no jewelry to wear.

In the end, Nie Shuangyi still put on the necklace and changed into her outfit before going out.

Yeh Jialing had just arrived at the site, surrounded by many people before and after.

Nie Shuangyi didn’t intend to bump into her and chose to detour around.

But Yeh Jialing obviously did not plan to let her go, especially after catching a glimpse of the necklace Nie Shuangyi wore on her neck.

Two bodyguards blocked Nie Shuangyi’s path.

"Step aside." Nie Shuangyi’s expression was icy.

"Nie Shuangyi, tell me, with your status in the industry, wearing a necklace at the promotional event that’s even better than mine, what do you think my fans would think?" Yeh Jialing smiled sweetly. "They would think the company is mistreating me, aggressively promoting you, and when you get scolded and trend online, it won’t be my problem."

She had suffered at the hands of Quan Zhaoning, and now she wanted to take it out on Nie Shuangyi.

Nie Shuangyi said coldly, "The necklace I’m wearing isn’t from any major brand, it won’t affect you, there’s no need for such unnecessary worries."

"That’s not necessarily true." Yeh Jialing shook her head and sighed. "I will definitely not let you have the chance to become famous, so give up on that hope. Take it off."

The bodyguards, understanding the implication, held Nie Shuangyi in place.

The assistant stepped forward and forcefully tore the necklace from her neck.

In an instant, pearls and jade beads scattered all over the ground.

The necklace was completely destroyed.