How Can a Woman Have Fun in Farming?

"I agree to the separation of the Ministry of Magic."

Lu Yuan looked at Felut, and spoke as if changing the subject.

"Felut, you can try to combine the communicator with this image magic."

"If long-distance audio transmission can be realized, then our influence on the surrounding area will be greatly increased."

then……

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

With Felut's bewildered expression on his face, Lu Yuan began to tell Felut about the general outline of TV dramas, animations and other things.

The blond girl just finished listening in a daze.

She looked left and right at Lu Yuan.

"Brother lord, I suspect that you must have seen these things, tell me, are you from outside the Great Falls?"

Felut looked at Lu Yuan suspiciously and spoke.

The "people outside the Great Falls" in this world have almost the same meaning as the "alien" in Lu Yuan's previous life.

At this moment, Felut simply sighed.

People and people's brains really can't be generalized. What she came up with after thinking about it in a flash, Lu Yuan in front of her suddenly developed a large number of ideas.

"So what I'm going to do next is to create a TV series or anime like Lu Yuan you mentioned?"

The girl looked up at Lu Yuan, and there seemed to be a little excitement on her face.

If it is said that she is learning knowledge, she is indeed a weak chicken among the weak chickens.

But to talk about this kind of fantasy and fabricated plot, Felut feels that he is not strong enough.

"That's it."

Lu Yuan nodded.

"But I will review it after it is done. What you make must play an educational role in guiding the three views, and it must be easy to understand."

"The target audience of this film is those peasants who are neither literate nor educated."

Lu Yuan watched as Felut began to think and tell some details to the other party.

After hearing this, Felut waved his hands calmly.

"Brother lord, I'm much better at this kind of thing than you."

Felut had a little smug look on his face.

In terms of how well she understands the scumbags, does she still need Lu Yuan to give her popular science?

...

End of this chapter

The warm sun outside the window shines into the room.

The short blond hair swayed with the movement, the girl bared her teeth, and stepped on the chair in the conference room with one leg.

The face is full of some kind of rebelliousness

"I said no, no, no!"

"What are you old pedants writing, who can understand?"

In the small conference room, Felut faced the nobles dressed as scholars who were seven or eight rounds older than her, with a kind of disdain on his face.

"Miss Felut, please stop in moderation."

Facing Felt's hooligan-like temperament.

These noble scholars who used to come from Lugnica took a step back subconsciously, but quickly put on a serious face and paid back to Felut.

It was a scholar with white hair who spoke.

Wilson Ruckerman, once Lugnica's historian, has a very high level of aristocratic heraldry and historical research.

They were the first batch of magicians sent to Lu Yuan by Crusch.

This aristocrat who can be regarded as a sympathetic nobleman among the nobles, heard about the video magic and the upcoming large-scale publicity plan of the Ministry of Culture, signed up for the project, and presented Felt with a job that he thought he was quite satisfied with. script.

Then as a matter of course, Felut rejected it mercilessly.

"Is enough enough?"

Felt pointed to his nose.

A sneer-like expression was made on his face.

"**** (ghetto expletive)"

"It's just you nobles who know nothing about commoners."

Felut breathed out the fragrance, while throwing Wilson Ruckerman's script on him.

"Praise the mountains, praise the rivers, praise the flowers, praise the meadows, I praise you b**** (ghetto expletive)."

The girl bared her small canine teeth, and her face was full of fierceness.

The protagonist in the script, in Felut's opinion, is a mentally ill.

Doing nothing all day long, all you have to do is praise.

Then verbal praise is fine, just such a crazy person, is praised by the people as a good lord?

The strong sense of superiority that came through the words made Felut feel extremely irritable.

……

Listening to the endless stream of slum swear words coming out of Felut's mouth.

Standing in front of her, Wilson Luckerman's face was already ashen.

"Miss Felut, I just want to ask, do you really understand what is written in this script?"

The script that I have been thinking about for days and nights is treated like this.

The old historian.I just feel a little angry.

The various lines in it have been revised by him multiple times, so that they are beautiful without being obscure.

The content of the whole plot popularized the history of Lugnica's sub-human wars, and in the end, it eulogized a certain emotion of living to death knowing that it could not be done.

"I don't understand."

Felut admitted without any hesitation that he did not understand this fact.

"Since you didn't even understand it, what right do you have to say those words?"

"Learning to praise the world and cultivating sentiment is the inevitable way to grow self-cultivation."

The white-haired Wilson stared at Felut sternly and spoke.

"Miss Felut, please don't rely on yourself to be favored by the lord, and be so unscrupulous."

He emphasized this at the end.

When Felut heard this, his whole body felt as if his hair exploded in an instant.

"Who do you think is relying on favor?"

Like a little tiger with fried hair, the girl with short blond hair stared fiercely at the old scholar in front of her with her teeth bared.

The other party's words actually felt like denying Felut's efforts all the time.

And Wilson Ruckerman, who is almost 70 years old, didn't mean to take it back after saying that.

He was ready to leave or even be killed to silence him.

The old man looked down on Felut with a condescending attitude.

"A little girl whose reading and writing level is similar to that of my 6-year-old great-granddaughter, who doesn't understand history and heraldry at all"

"Sit in such a position, not relying on favor, what is it?"

He looked at Felt like this, with a certain sternness on his face.

As a well-known old stubborn among the nobles, Wilson didn't have any good looks towards such unworthy guys.

The Lord of Permafrost is powerful and generous, and he doesn't deny it.

He also has no objection to the other party's behavior of interspersing cronies in various key areas.

But this does not prevent him from educating the little girl who has no self-knowledge in front of him.

To be honest, Wilson Gehrman didn't hate Felut.

On the contrary, the old man admired the little girl in front of her who was very serious about her work and hardworking.

However, it is never enough for people not to know themselves.

"I……"

Felut looked at the old man in front of him angrily.

Her complexion kept changing, and she held back a series of slum swear words just as she was about to spit them out.

"It's true that I took the position with the lord brother."

Take a deep breath.

The girl with short blond hair acknowledged the meaning of the other party's words.

Although she did put in a lot of effort, even though the Ministry of Culture was built from scratch by her.

But to achieve this position, it is impossible to ignore the relationship between Lu Yuan and her brother.

Felut has always been upright, even if he steals something, he is stealing upright.

She felt that she should not deny such a thing.

The thoughts in his head surged in an instant, and the mood that was originally full of anger calmed down instead.