"Lan Yan—!"
Gaming and Man Chai walked through the mountains and wilds of Chenyu Vale, shouting as they went.
This was the first time he felt that searching for someone was such a bitter task.
This matter had started a while ago.
Ever since Mu Yang carried out the expansion of the docks at Port Ormos and Yilong Wharf,
exchanges between the two sides had naturally increased.
Thus, participating in the Fontaine Film Festival became a matter of course.
Since Fontaine had already said it was to strengthen cultural exchange between nations,
Chenyu Vale naturally could not fall behind.
If they could take the opportunity to promote local characteristics and push more specialties,
everyone's lives could rise to another level, right?
Mu Yang had already paved the way ahead; they could not drag the Adepti's hind legs.
Chenyu Vale was truly a place rich in talents and resources. Although its area was not particularly large,
there were quite a few things it could offer.
Besides the well-known Adeptus Tea, there were also jade artifacts, porcelain, bamboo weaving, rattan weaving, beast dances…
But how could they make all these things appear in the film as much as possible?
Since it was promoted, everything had to be taken care of properly.
Otherwise, whichever side was left out would definitely feel upset.
This was a bit difficult.
The tea merchants, handicraft unions, old escort masters, and artisans of Chenyu Vale gathered together but could not come up with a good solution.
After many days of meetings with no results, this heavy burden fell onto the shoulders of two young people.
One was the rattan-weaving master of the handicraft union — Lan Yan.
The other was the escort master and member of the beast dance theater troupe — Gaming.
In fact, Ye De — Gaming's father and one of the tea merchant representatives — strongly opposed this decision.
First, the task was extremely laborious.
Although Gaming was currently working as an escort, he had come to this meeting as a member of the beast dance troupe.
Ye De was very opposed to this.
What he wanted was for his son to come home and inherit the family business.
He didn't want him running around outside so hard.
But Gaming was unwilling to give up his dreams. The father and son had always been at odds, neither yielding to the other.
Everyone in Chenyu Vale knew this.
So when Ye De was about to stand up and speak, he was held down by the others.
Only then was the resolution passed.
Lan Yan and Gaming would be responsible.
Watching the two children walk out the door, Ye De shook his head and sighed.
The people beside him couldn't stand it anymore.
"Old Ye, I'm not trying to lecture you, but the child is already this big. When it's time to let go, you have to let go."
"Yeah, yeah. Chenyu Vale will eventually be handed over to them. You can't possibly protect him for a lifetime, right?"
"Even if you don't trust your own boy, there's still Blue Girl."
"..."
Compared to Ye De who lived in Qiaoying Village, the residents of Yilong Wharf actually understood Gaming's abilities better.
Many of his skills had been learned from the Adepti.
In truth, Ye De understood all these reasons. He was just afraid Gaming would live too hard and didn't want to put such heavy pressure on him.
Now that the matter was already decided, he had no other choice.
Fortunately, this was only for the purpose of training.
Even if the two of them ultimately didn't come up with any decent plan, no one would blame them.
On the two young people's side.
Gaming and Lan Yan could be considered old acquaintances.
They had known each other since childhood.
What left the deepest impression on Gaming was when he was little, he was being naughty in the courtyard imitating beast dance.
He accidentally stepped on and broke a rattan basket.
If Lan Yan hadn't happened to come with her grandfather to check the feng shui that day and casually fixed it for him,
he would have tasted "rattan-braised pork" full of maternal love.
That's right. Lan Yan was not only a genius, but a genius who had received formal training since childhood.
She was completely different from Gaming, who had learned beast dance halfway through.
In Gaming's impression, Lan Yan's rattan weaving already had at least ten years of skill.
Whether it was the family's ancestral rattan chairs or old items from his grandparents' generation,
she could repair them.
Of course, innovation was also no problem.
With such impressive craftsmanship, her family's business must be doing very well, right?
That was true, but very few people could see Lan Yan at home or in the shop.
Because this girl was simply too active.
She would run into the mountains at the drop of a hat.
Playing in the stream, gathering rattan in the forest, playing with small animals, sitting on high branches doing rattan weaving…
These were things she had loved doing since childhood.
Now they had become habits.
These habits were fine normally, because even if she wasn't at home,
the incoming commissions would be relayed to her by her mother one by one.
It was just a pity that when it came to the two of them working together, this clearly didn't apply.
They couldn't have Gaming come up with an idea, have it relayed through Lan Yan's mother, and then passed back to Gaming the next day, right?
By the time the two of them finished discussing, the Fontaine Film Festival would already be handing out awards.
Thus, the scene at the beginning occurred.
Following the direction of the mountain song, Gaming and Man Chai finally spotted her figure on a tree.
"Lan Yan—!"
The girl heard someone calling her name and came down to Gaming in just a few moves.
"So it's Gaming. Why did you come too? Are you tired? Do you want some water?"
"What do you mean 'came too'? Didn't we agree to research the script together?"
"I'm looking for inspiration right now."
Gaming looked at the desolate wilderness. "You're looking for inspiration here?"
"Is there a problem?"
Seeing that Gaming seemed unconvinced, Lan Yan pointed at the treetop where she had been sitting.
"Go up and see for yourself. I'm not making excuses to slack off."
Thanks to his years of practicing beast dance, Gaming's footwork was also excellent.
In just a few moves, he flew up to where Lan Yan had been sitting.
From here, one could not only see the harbor of Yilong Wharf but also take in the beautiful scenery of Jademouth.
"How is it? I didn't lie to you, right?"
At this point, Gaming had nothing more to say.
Being able to capture such beautiful footage made the hardship and fatigue worth it.
As soon as Gaming came down from the tree, Lan Yan ran off again and disappeared.
Gaming: …
"Come quick, there's a little Xuanwen beast over here— Ouch—"
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Gaming hurriedly rushed toward the direction of the voice.
Lan Yan seemed to have encountered danger.
She had just said there was a little Xuanwen beast. Could she have touched the young one and provoked the adult?
Large Xuanwen beasts were extremely terrifying!
However, what Gaming didn't expect was that what they encountered was not a large Xuanwen beast.
It was the Mountain King who ruled over the Xuanwen beasts — Lingyuan.
Gaming breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Xuanwen beasts basically wouldn't attack locals of Chenyu Vale,
touching someone else's offspring could still cause conflict.
Fortunately, his worry didn't come true.
Lan Yan had simply rushed too fast and bumped into Lingyuan.
"Sister Lingyuan!"
It seemed the little girl had met Lingyuan more than once.
Lingyuan couldn't be said to care much about humans.
She had simply seen this little girl many times. Hearing her sing from time to time, she wasn't very annoyed by her.
She also recognized Gaming.
He often revolved around Mu Yang. During the previous tea incident, he had even helped her shake off reporters.
"Are you going to Yilong Wharf?"
"Yes. Mu Yang has returned."
The two little ones exchanged a glance with no surprise at all.
Only Mu Yang could invite this one…