She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 1066 - 891: Super Star 65 (Second Update)

In fact, when Molly was watching, she felt that it resembled Hua Yan’s background.

"Look, look, this is my comment, but it seems the author didn’t reply to me."

Hua Yan took the phone, glanced at it, and couldn’t help but click her tongue.

"You’re [Jasmine Blossoms]? You’re Miss Yan’s die-hard fan, the Alliance Leader for every novel!"

Molly squinted slightly, raising an eyebrow at her with meaningful intent.

"So, can you tell me, what’s your relationship with her?"

Hua Yan looked at her with a half-smile, half-squint: "Maybe it’s just a coincidence!"

Molly frowned slightly, carefully looked at the publication date of Miss Yan’s first novel, calculated the age, and thought it was impossible. Writing a book at such a young age? And so successfully? Is there even a chance for others to live?

But... this novel "Hua Yan" is too fantastical, right? It’s clearly the memoir of the real Hua Yan!

Wait, the real Hua Yan, the real Miss Yan?

Molly seemed to have realized something, immediately opened a certain app on her phone, played the video carefully and looked at Hua Yan with anger.

"Still not admitting it, huh? Look, this is clearly your kitchen; you are [the real Miss Yan], and the Weibo [Miss Yan’s Independent Life] is also you, right? So, you started writing novels at eleven years old?"

Hua Yan originally wanted to bluff her way through, but didn’t expect to be exposed step by step: "Uh, since you know, well, um-hmm, I guess so!"

"What do you mean ’I guess so’? You’re too incredible! At eleven, I couldn’t even write a good essay, and you were writing novels? You’re a genius!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"What genius? It’s just that I’ve read a bit more, that’s all,"

"Nonsense, I read novels too, I read quite a lot. Why do I have plots in my head, but can’t write them out?"

Hmm, I know that feeling. Back in the day, I also had ideas but couldn’t write them down. Now with what you’re saying, I can relate even more.

"Writing books also relies on talent. Some people have great writing skills, but they’re not suited to write this kind of fast food fiction; lengthy writings, pretentious and wordy, end up with no audience. Then there are those whose writing isn’t that good, but they are good at trying. As they write, they improve. The key is how you see it. In fact, everyone crawls and learns through exploration, taking time to develop. Some are naturally unblocked, ideas come easily to them. So, yes, you need talent. Maybe, I’m one of those?"

Molly looked up at the ceiling, speechless: "The world is truly small, to recognize each other like this. You really make me feel like I’ve also come around this world, but far less exciting than you."

"You didn’t live stream last night; should you stream tonight? Didn’t you want to practice yoga? Oh right, how do you know yoga? Ah, another of your strengths, the more I compare, the more upset I get. It looks like, Yanyan, actually you may not need to choose the Piano Department, but rather Jing University’s Chinese Department should be your first choice."

Hua Yan shook her head, "Piano is what my mom wants for me, I have to learn it. As for the Chinese Department, maybe in my next life? Yoga was taught by my mom, she’s a yoga master, has been practicing for over ten years. I started learning dance since I was young, and after dance practice, followed my mom to practice yoga for an hour. Over time, I got the hang of it."

"Can I practice with you? When you live stream, can I follow along?"

Hua Yan naturally wouldn’t refuse: "But you also have to wear a mask. We’re still students, I don’t want to..."

Before Hua Yan could finish, "I understand, it’s definitely necessary. How about today at my place? I bought two mats, the clothes are new too, I’ll give you a set, so you don’t have to go upstairs."

When Hua Yan saw the brand she brought over, she couldn’t help but click her tongue: "This outfit costs a thousand yuan, and you’re really giving it to me?"

"Given, given, and this is the cheaper one I picked. What they recommended was much more expensive. I only chose something within a thousand, thinking of you."

Hua Yan sighed, perhaps she started from scratch; in the first lifetime, she was just a child of an ordinary family, so she couldn’t feel the spending speed of rich second generations. This mentality led her through many lifetimes, consistently upholding thrifty principles. Therefore, spending so much on yoga clothes would be hard for her to justify.

For her, spending five hundred yuan on an outfit felt extravagant.

Live streaming naturally requires a phone stand, and this person brought stands from different angles, even mounted her own phone.

"Mind if I broadcast simultaneously with my account?"