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Capítulo 6: I don't quite understand.

A hundred miles away, in the film and television city.

"Cut—"

"That's it for now."

Inside the vast audition hall, an indifferent male voice rang out.

Standing in the center of the hall, Mu Ziwei let go of the stern expression on her face and looked forward with anticipation at the man in the middle of the row in front of her, nervously waiting for the final verdict.

The few people to the left and right of the man were whispering to each other, looking at Mu Ziwei and talking quietly, some showing appreciation, others pondering over the script in their hands.

The man slightly lifted his eyelids, glanced at her, his face still expressionless, giving no clue to his emotions.

"Go back and wait for the notification."

"Yes, thank you, Director Xie."

In response to the man's indifferent answer, Mu Ziwei showed no disrespect on her face; instead, she bowed respectfully to the person opposite and exited the audition scene.

The moment the door opened, stepping out of the audition hall, she was met with her agent's expectant gaze.

"How was it, are you confident about this audition?"

"..."

Mu Ziwei pondered for a moment, somewhat uncertain, "It should be okay, I suppose."

At least, she had given it her best.

The agent was still worried, "Did Director Xie say anything, or did he have any reaction?"

"No reaction, he told me to go back and wait for the notification."

"Sigh, that's right, Director Xie is known in the industry for being difficult. If you can see any reaction on that expressionless face of his, it would be a strange sight."

The agent let out a sigh, expressing complete understanding.

Director Xie's films have all been of high quality since his debut, earning him numerous directing awards. With his background and talent, he didn't need to curry favor with anyone. Even the big entertainment companies could only use all their strategies to secure an audition opportunity for their artists.

As luck would have it, Mu Ziwei was one of them.

Seeing her artist looking tired, the agent quickly made way.

"Let's go, let's head back to the hotel to rest. I've already found out that there are two popular young actresses competing with you for this role. However, their positioning isn't as good as yours, and both in terms of seniority and capability, they're slightly weaker. We have a good chance of securing this role."

Mu Ziwei rubbed her temples, her brow furrowed with fatigue.

"Okay."

In the car on the way to the hotel, Mu Ziwei leaned back in the nanny van and took a brief rest.

"How's it going with 'Happy Together'?"

The agent was unconcerned, "Don't worry. I've already negotiated with the Program Team. You're not the same person you were before, and Director Zhang is well aware of what's more important. He won't hold a grudge over this."

"I know."

Mu Ziwei nodded almost imperceptibly, not really worried about it. What she cared about was the promotional effect of the TV series.

"Teacher Pan once said that the games on the show are arranged for couple CPs. Who's pairing up with Zhang Yilin after I leave?"

Thinking back for a moment, the agent replied, "I think her name is Tang Shu... she's the third female lead in the drama who's always been against you, a newcomer."

As an independent agent for an A-list celebrity, she dealt with numerous matters daily, and it was only thanks to her good memory that she could remember a name.

"Her?"

At the mention of this name, a delicate face appeared in Mu Ziwei's mind, and her brow furrowed further.

"Is there a problem with her?"

"No... if it's her, then even better. When is this episode going to air?"

The agent glanced carefully at Mu Ziwei's expression, and years of understanding allowed her to vaguely guess something.

"In seven days, next Sunday evening at 8 o'clock. Do you need me to do anything?"

"Remember to lead the trend."

"I understand. Don't worry, it's not easy to form a TV series CP."

A hint of contempt flashed across the agent's face.

***

In the study.

Tang Shu sat in front of her desk, hugging a big plush monkey she'd bought for 9.99, organizing the medicinal herbs in her hands.

Ever since she woke up two days ago, she'd been adapting to the environment, understanding this world through the diary of the original owner and the internet, and had to admit it was an enviable place.

However, as the Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect, she knew well the principle of always staying alert, regardless of time or place.

"Then... let's prepare some medicine for self-defense first."

"Ding—Ding—"p>

Her phone chimed with more than a dozen notifications, the unread messages on WeChat coming in rapid succession.

Glancing at the screen, Tang Shu saw they were from her university roommate, the cute Cheng Ranran. The two had gotten along quite well during military training, and in her memory, she was a soft and adorable girl.

But obviously, this adorable girl's personality did not match her appearance; she was quite impulsive.

[Tang Shu, Tang Shu, I've discovered you look very much like an actress on TV~~~]

[It's from that hot campus idol drama 'Love Tornado'. I've only followed three episodes and I'm already disgusted by the white lotus in it. I've decided to dislike her forever, ew~~~]

[It's true, you look similar! If you don't believe me, I'll screenshot it for you~~]

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[My sweet Shushu, so cute and adorable, how can she be compared with you? I won't ever dislike you~~]

[...What the heck? What did I just see?!]

[In the cast list behind the white lotus, there's a "Tang Shu" - what's that about???]

[OMD!!! It is you, sneaking off to act in a drama all by yourself, leaving your most adorable and best friend in the dark. You heartbreaker, you don't love me anymore, wailing—]

...

After finishing her work and putting the freshly made bottles of medicinal powder into tiny glass vials, Tang Shu pinched her phone and replied.

[It's me.]

[From a while ago.]

It had only been two weeks since college started, and the idol drama had long been finished by the time she got to know Cheng Ranran. Tang Shu's original character was introverted and reserved, so she naturally didn't mention her acting in a TV drama.

Tang Shu's reply was brief, but the cute girl quickly caught on:

[Okie-dokie~ This time I, the great one, shall be magnanimous and forgive you. From now on, even going to the bathroom, such a minor thing, you must not hide it from me, understand?!]

[...]

Not quite.


Capítulo 7: This Golden Age

The next day, Monday.

In her bedroom, Tang Shu, who had been meditating all night, opened her eyes which were clear and bright.

Feeling the faint presence of energy in her dantian, she felt somewhat relieved.

The body she shared not a small resemblance with had good fundamentals. In just two days of cultivation, she faintly felt the gathering of inner strength, which comforted her as a newcomer to another world.

Regardless, having a trump card gave her confidence in everything she did.

Looking up and seeing that it was no longer early, she remembered she had classes at school today. Tang Shu got up and went toward the bathroom. Reaching for her waist out of habit, she found it empty and was reminded that she was not her former self anymore.

She, who always liked to have one or two hidden weapons at her side, felt momentarily unaccustomed and thought of having a few hidden weapons custom-made when she found time. Even if she wasn't in Damo Country, she was used to carrying things for self-defense.

After having breakfast at the base of her apartment building, Tang Shu, with her backpack, walked into the gates of Imperial Capital Medical University. Her beautiful eyes surveyed the prestigious school with a history of a hundred years, and her steps slowed significantly.

"So this is the academy of this world? It truly is special."

In Damo, the Imperial College was what everyone dreaming of studying aspired to, yet including the Imperial College, all academies taught the same curriculum; none could establish an institution to solely teach the art of healing.

This place was different—although not quite the great unity under heaven, it certainly belonged to a prosperous age.

An age of prosperity not seen in a thousand years.

Tang Shu followed her schedule toward Building 2, walking as calmly as if strolling through a garden, oblivious to the fact that her outstanding appearance and cool temperament had already become a scene in the eyes of others.

"Who's that beauty? A freshman from the first year?"

"Must be. I haven't seen her before, so ninety percent chance she's a freshman. Didn't we just finish military training last week?"

"Just looking at her appearance, she's definitely a freshman! Otherwise, she would have been on the 'campus belle' list by now. I've been on the campus forum for so long and never seen a photo of her."

"Internet addict, I didn't expect you to be so useful at a time like this."

"Of course, usually, each of you is like a bookworm, oblivious to what's happening outside. You're so engrossed in studying that you don't even know about the big events happening. Isn't it time for yours truly to enlighten you?"

"Hey, you're puffing up just because I called you fat."

"Wait a minute, why do I feel like I've seen this junior before? She seems familiar."

"Pfft, do you think you're the 'Jade-like Scholar' from the Jia Mansion? Kid!"

Despite the low volume of the discussions, Tang Shu, with her exceptionally sharp ears, had already overheard the conversation. As the Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect, she was all too accustomed to such astonished and admiring glances in Damo and had developed a strong immunity to them, not paying much attention.

"Click—"

With the sound of a smartphone camera button being pressed, the figure that had caused a small commotion was captured on screen, and soon after, the owner of the phone moved the image to where it was supposed to appear.

***

As the best medical university in the country, the campus of Imperial Capital Medical University was truly one in ten thousand.

Of course, this one in ten thousand referred not only to its architecture, rich in historical character, the hundred-year-old trees along the roads which required two people to embrace, and the distinguished medical personnel it had cultivated for hundreds of years.

What's more, it had the coveted Medicinal Garden that every practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine dreamed of.

"Medicinal Garden?"

Tang Shu stood before a vibrant expanse of greenery and read the words inscribed on the sign.

"It's really quite crude and direct."

She had been drawn over by the familiar herbal fragrance mixed in the autumn breeze, the unique scent of the Snow Soul Grass in bloom.

Standing at the edge of the boundless Medicinal Garden, Tang Shu spotted the blooming Snow Soul Grass not far away.

Next to that fortunate plant crouched an old man with white hair at his temples. His clothes were stained with soil, and at that moment, his weathered, rough hands were grasping a pair of scissors, making his way towards the petals of the Snow Soul Flower standing against the wind.

"Wait."

Instinctively, Tang Shu's voice stopped the old man's action before it could proceed.

The old man paused at her words, and his scissors did not touch the flower. Instead, he turned his head in confusion to look at her.

"Young lady, is there something you need?"

"The Snow Soul Flower blooms once every ten years. When the petals are separated from the flower, they will wither instantly due to the lack of a sufficient supply of venom. By cutting it like that, all you'll get are worthless, withered yellow petals."

The old man was startled and looked at her with a trace of doubt in his aged eyes before turning back to the flower, which was blooming stunningly.

"So it's called the Snow Soul Flower? But... it's bright red right now."

Not withered yellow.

Even if a more conventional red flower were to wither, it would turn red, not withered yellow.

Tang Shu frowned slightly, already certain that the old man was truly unaware of the Snow Soul Grass's properties.

"You could try. After all, there are three other undamaged ones right next to it."

The old man remained in thought, maintaining his previous action for a moment before retracting his hand, "No need, I believe you. If it truly blooms only once every ten years, even the waste of a single flower is regrettable."

Tang Shu glanced around the Snow Soul Grass and realized that it was surrounded by an empty space about two meters in diameter. Presumably, the old man had discovered its toxicity and had isolated it from the other medicinal herbs.

"Young lady, could you tell me how to harvest this flower in a way that preserves its original venom?"

The old man stood up and, with a trembling stride, stepped out of the Medicinal Garden, his lips curling into a hint of a smile.

"I stumbled upon these plants while sketching in Yunnan. A single leaf from the plant poisoned a wild rabbit to death. I was inspired by the hunt and carefully transplanted them back here."

Despite his extensive knowledge, having searched through all the ancient texts without finding any plants like it, or even similar, the old man could only attribute this phenomenon to the world being full of wonders.

A glint of understanding flashed in Tang Shu's eyes, "The Snow Soul Grass is quite special, from its topmost flowers to its roots, all are highly toxic. A small leaf killing a wild rabbit is not surprising."

"If the elderly gentleman wishes to study its petals, you can place a few leaves in water. Once the venom has seeped through the veins, submerge the flower in it, then cut with scissors."

The old man said joyfully, "So the venom from the leaves can preserve the petals from wilting?"

"Yes."

"Thank you for informing me, young lady. How do you know about this Snow Soul Flower?"

Tang Shu paused for a moment, a trace of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

"An elder at home enjoys cultivating medicinal herbs, so I've been surrounded by them from a young age."


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