Sang Wan, a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius mechanist (puppeteer) from the cultivation world, unexpectedly transmigrated into a book. After looking around, she was completely bewildered.
Af...
He glanced at Sang Wan, whose expression was genuinely calm and didn't seem fake.
Did she really not like him anymore? Was she really willing to let go of the feelings she had for him over the years? Although his feelings for Jiang Tian were genuine, he still felt bitter and angry when he saw Sang Wan dare to let go of her love for him so easily.
When he thought of this, Lin Wenyan's face showed a trace of solemnity, but when he thought that Jiang Tian was still waiting for him at home, he snorted coldly and left the room.
Sang Wan listened to Lin Wenyan's footsteps getting farther and farther away, and finally heard the sound of a door closing completely.
She squatted down and pulled her hair.
“Ah ...
She calmed herself down and paced around the room, learning about the various utensils and necessary life skills in this world based on the original owner's memories.
At this moment, the phone screen suddenly lit up. Sang Wan picked it up and took a look. There must be a message coming in. She imitated the actions in the original owner's memory, unlocked the screen, and clicked on WeChat.
It was sent by the original owner’s agent, Chen Ying.
[Sang Wan! Don't cause trouble for me during tomorrow's recording, okay?! Jiang Tian's here too, so please don't yell at her like you do at the office and attract negative attention!]
The original owner's agent was quite nice to her. After all, when she was so unpopular, he still tried his best to contact the director to get some resources for her. For this reason, Sang Wan felt that he couldn't be too harsh on Chen Ying.
[I promise to listen to Sister Chen and not cause any trouble]
Seeing that Sang Wan was in a surprisingly good mood today, Chen Ying didn't say anything more. She sent her an emoticon of rubbing a cat's head and told her that a new assistant would pick her up to go to the recording venue tomorrow morning.
Sang Wan put down her phone and smiled.
I don't cause trouble, but if trouble comes to me, you can't blame me.
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[1] Yanshi: A craftsman skilled in making puppets that can sing and dance. This comes from Liezi, Tangwen. In this article, Yanshi can be understood as a puppeteer or a puppeteer.