The Commander's Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!-Chapter 198: She’s Not a Princess, Yet She Still Wants to Sleep Beautifully

"All right, let’s get started!"

The training that followed for the next month became even more brutal. Lin Fu had never suffered so much in both her lives combined. She came to understand the true meaning of living through hellish conditions. Once, when she parachuted into the ocean, she landed right in the mouth of a great white shark. If she hadn’t performed an extreme movement in mid-air, something she couldn’t normally do, she would have surely been bitten in half by the shark.

Not only that, but she also didn’t forget to continue researching the movement technique of Falling Leaf Slash.

Falling leaves steps was a name she came up with, inspired by the elegant drifting of autumn leaves, and without much thought, she used that name.

So, she had the logistics engineering team help her drill a hole at the peak of the mountain, creating a swing that was a thousand meters tall, which, from afar, looked like it was floating in the sky.

At night, she took up residence on the swing.

Feeling the rhythm of the wind, she became more and more familiar with the state of mind needed for martial arts, and the effect was remarkable.

Her behavior of sleeping on the swing even caused quite a stir; it was even uploaded to the school network by the staff, unexpectedly sparking a trend of imitation.

The photographer who followed her every day and captured countless pathetic and pitiful videos of her was a handsome blonde uncle. He was amazed by Lin Fu’s method of sleep training, and stubbornly brought a variety of fashionable clothes, insisting Lin Fu change into them when she slept.

"Are you crazy? Why change clothes?" She wasn’t a princess who needed to look pretty while sleeping.

Lin Fu was so tired she felt nearly dead. Where would she find the energy to change clothes?

"Combat suits are cool, but not pretty enough, too monochromatic." She didn’t know where the butler found such a dedicated photographer, who was serious at work; Lin Fu was working hard, but the photographer had also been diligently filming her these days, which was tough on him too.

Lin Fu realized that he was an artist, unable to tolerate any flaws or imperfections. If she didn’t compromise, he would definitely complain to the butler.

Thinking of the butler’s kindly yet cunning smile, she shivered involuntarily.

"Fine!"

She didn’t really have a choice, given the photographer had the butler’s backing.

Having been followed for two months, Lin Fu had never actually spoken to the photographer. They both just focused on their own tasks; Lin Fu was so immersed in her training that she often forgot there was a photographer with her. Now, because of the dispute over clothing, they had become somewhat more acquainted and could sit down for a chat.

"Are you from the entertainment industry?"

Lin Fu was quite curious about what the entertainment industry was like in the interstellar era. After all, in her previous life, she worked in a song and dance troupe being paid by the state, but she had a lot of contact with the entertainment industry as well.

Several colleagues from her unit took part-time acting jobs, and she often rehearsed with many celebrities for large-scale galas.

She was quite familiar with it.

"Yes, I’m a director, you can just call me Dean." Dean was in his thirties, but looked a bit more weatherworn than his actual age, his face covered with a full beard, giving him a down-and-out appearance.

His background was in fine arts and design, and he had won countless awards. His taste in art was excellent, and the movies he directed later also had his own unique aesthetic artistry.

Actually, work like follow-shoots was something he no longer did. He could refuse anyone’s invitation but found it impossible to turn down a request from the Duke of Imoles Mansion.

Especially when he found out that his subject was the legendary and mysterious Duchess of Imoles, he was incredibly thrilled.

For someone from the entertainment industry, this was an excellent opportunity to elevate one’s status, add to their resume, and gain honor.

What’s more, his hometown was the Imoles Star System. As a citizen there, who wouldn’t respond to a summons from the Lord?