Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 734 - 462: Nora Scott: Bringing My Disciple to Cause Trouble (Part 2)
"The world of the wealthy is really hard to understand."
"Actually, there should be many aspects where mechanical techniques are used, but we just don’t know, can’t imagine."
...
Amidst breaks in filming, the chatter of the crew occasionally reaches Rosa Sullivan’s ear.
In fact, Rosa Sullivan had already noticed Andrew Hughes and was quietly observing him for a few minutes, which made her a bit restless.
"Bella?"
Jerry Yates’s call brought Rosa Sullivan’s attention back.
"Ah."
She blinked, returned to her senses, and lowered her head to pick up some food.
She asked, "What were you saying just now?"
"What were you thinking about, so absorbed?" Jerry Yates asked with a smile.
Rosa Sullivan pursed her lips and lowered her gaze.
Jerry Yates didn’t press for an answer, but said, "When I came in, I heard someone talking about a kid in your crew learning mechanical techniques. Is he learning from Nora?"
"I don’t know."
The sudden mention of Nora made Rosa Sullivan’s expression a bit subtle.
Noticing Rosa Sullivan’s expression, Jerry Yates thought of the online comparisons and suddenly asked, "I don’t know much about this field, but I’m sure Nora can’t be better than your family, right?"
In Jerry Yates’s view, someone like Nora who only knows how to take shortcuts definitely can’t compare with a legacy family like the Sullivan Clan. He wasn’t deliberately elevating Rosa Sullivan but sincerely believed this.
Online statements like "Nora is already certainly more advanced than Rosa Sullivan in mechanical techniques" and "Rosa Sullivan and Nora aren’t on the same level" and "Rosa Sullivan was easily surpassed by Nora" were mostly just Nora’s hired commentators stirring things up, or blind praise from Nora’s fans, none of which were credible.
After all, in terms of the number of fans, Nora had ten times more than Rosa Sullivan, so anything said was dictated by Nora’s fans.
"Hmm." Rosa Sullivan nodded slightly, furrowed her brows lightly, and said, "Recently the Scott family—that’s Nora’s grandfather—asked the Sullivan family to come out of retirement. My brother is collaborating with their family; Old Master Scott is just an architect, with only a slight understanding of mechanical techniques. Strictly speaking, they don’t count as a ’legacy family,’ just ’enthusiasts.’
Jerry Yates was enlightened, "No wonder Nora also knows mechanical techniques."
Rosa Sullivan remained silent.
She was unwilling to believe Nora truly had any accomplishments in mechanical techniques.
There are only a few families in mechanical techniques left, and at the quinquennial meeting, the Sullivan family continually outshined all others, undeniably the foremost existing family in mechanical techniques.
And among those families, none bore the surname Scott.
No matter where Nora learned or if she taught herself, it was all unorthodox. This field is profound and mysterious, with countless predecessors and geniuses dedicating days and nights over millennia for any achievement, and Nora, a mere twenty-something girl, spanning across various industries, couldn’t possibly accomplish anything.
"I noticed the crew seemed quite close with Nora," Jerry Yates suddenly said, "There’s a voice online saying that Nora is trying to establish an ’all-rounder’ persona, seeing your popularity due to mechanical techniques, and wants to muscle in, bribing the crew to change two episodes to ones she designed. After all, no one else in the circle generates such hype as she does; it’s incredibly unrealistic."
"I don’t know about that." Rosa Sullivan first distanced herself from the subject, then casually added, "She might know a bit, but not too much."
Jerry Yates made a sound of agreement, looking quite like he endorsed Rosa Sullivan’s view.
*
After the meal, there was still some rest time, Jerry Yates helped Rosa Sullivan with her lines like usual, which the crew was accustomed to.
"Sister!"
Suddenly, a small figure ran over to Rosa Sullivan, glancing towards her feet, calling out with a sweet, soft voice, melting the ears of everyone who heard.
Rosa Sullivan was surprised, looked down, and saw a child looking up at her, adorable and endearing, a pair of shiny black eyes fixed on her.
Faced with such a child, even the hardest heart softens; Rosa Sullivan’s icy demeanor faded a bit as she asked Andrew Hughes gently, "What’s up?"
"Miss Sullivan."
A staff member approached with a smile, nodding towards Andrew Hughes, "This kid is learning mechanical techniques, saying he needs to make some model with cardboard as a task set by his mentor. However, he’s stuck and doesn’t dare to ask his mentor, so we suggested he come to you... Can you help? It’s not too much trouble, is it?"
Andrew Hughes blinked, asking with a tender, childish voice, "Sister, can you teach me?"
Rosa Sullivan hesitated for a moment.
Beside her, Jerry Yates set down the script, looking at Rosa Sullivan with apparent hope she’d agree—
Recently, the consistent news online that Nora outshone Rosa Sullivan greatly annoyed Jerry Yates, and even within the crew, there were comments comparing the two. He was eager for Rosa Sullivan to accept, using this chance to show everyone her skills.
With more people gathering around, Rosa Sullivan had no choice but to say to Andrew Hughes, "Let me take a look."
"Thank you, sister!"
Andrew Hughes showed a joyful expression, quickly handing over a bunch of stuff he was carrying to Rosa Sullivan.
Blueprints, cardboard, a ruler, a pen, scissors...
Like kindergarten arts and crafts.
So childish.
Rosa Sullivan thought inwardly but accepted these items and placed them on the stone table nearby.
During the break, many crew members and actors were idle, and since they had heard of "Nora and Rosa Sullivan’s mechanical techniques, a suspected disciple of Nora learning mechanical techniques," now hearing rumors of "the kid asking Rosa Sullivan for help with mechanical techniques" prompted many to gather around, forming a circle around them in no time.
Marcus Shaw, having barely completed a Sudoku in the morning, planned to nap in the lab but upon seeing this scene, sensed the "show" was about to begin.
So he messaged Oliver Scott, who arrived ten minutes later, excited.
"What’s going on now?!"
Oliver’s brows arched with expectation.
Marcus Shaw gestured his chin towards the most lively group nearby.
Observing, Oliver Scott looked over, seeing the crowd encircling Rosa Sullivan and Andrew Hughes at the center, his brows instinctively raised.
Was his sister serious? Sending a barely five-year-old Andrew Hughes to "challenge" Rosa Sullivan... how audacious.
Glancing around, not spotting Nora, Oliver Scott curiously asked, "Where’s my sister?"
"No idea, maybe cooling off somewhere," Marcus Shaw replied.
Oliver Scott: "..."
A true expert never sticks around to see the outcome.
*
The gradually gathering crowd inexorably added pressure on Rosa Sullivan, bit by bit, making her scalp tingle, her breath heavy with tension.
The summer afternoon was particularly stifling, with no breeze, heat waves compiling in the air, enveloping everyone, with beads of sweat sliding uncontrollably.
Rosa Sullivan looked at the blueprints and the cardboard designs, unable to fathom how this was a toy meant for four or five-year-olds.
!!!
Is this some kind of deliberate provocation?!
She remained motionless.
"Sister, do you know how?"
Just then, Andrew Hughes looked up, face innocent and curious, seriously staring at Rosa Sullivan, his young voice clear and resonant, reaching everyone’s ears clearly.
