Chapter 69
Sang Tang's dissatisfied exploring mood was quickly appeased by Xie Sixing, so she lowered her head and concentrated on eating breakfast.

Xu Feifan, who thought he was looking too obviously, was relieved. Just when he was about to look away, Xie Sixing happened to turn his head.

Xu Feifan was taken aback by those eyes that couldn't see any emotions or anger. He panicked and ran to the other corner with the dinner plate in a panic and sat down.

It's really embarrassing to say it.

But it was just a glance from Xie Sixing, and he actually felt timid and guilty.

Seeing Xu Feifei slip away, Xie Sixing also looked away.

Sang Tang asked casually, "Who is it?"

"A mouse."

Sang Tang couldn't help laughing, because Xie Sixing's words didn't care who that person was at all.

On the other hand, Yao Ke followed Xie Sixing's gaze with some curiosity, but he was not sure who it was, so he could only turn his head back resentfully.

The performance on stage proceeded to the second scene.

It was the combination of Xu Feifei and the others who played.

This is an ancient costume conspiracy drama, and the script just happened to be the moment when the sword is about to seize power.

The tense background music played, and the emperor in the bright yellow dragon robe sat on the high dragon seat with his eyes closed.

It was Xu Feifan.

The first act is the audience of the courtiers, the temptation between the monarch and his ministers.

The simmering atmosphere was full from the very beginning.

The King of Fucheng is a man who is full of ambitions but looks like a breeze.

His ambition and disobedience are all hidden in those eyes, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

These two men are not simple.

The story on stage came to a climax, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stare at the two on stage.

The seizure of power by the king of the auxiliary city, the wrath of the emperor...

Yao Ke at the side mumbled vaguely in a low voice: "Why does it feel like the emperor is incompetent and furious..."

Yes.

Incompetent fury.

This word that shouldn't appear on the emperor's body was actually placed on top of Xu Feifan's head because of Xu Feifan's acting skills.

Sang Tang has already closed the notebook, the situation has become obvious, and the ups and downs are clearly visible.

But she didn't know that with such acting skills, Xu Feifan's fans were still frantically commenting on the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"I'm too embarrassed to talk about the acting skills in this episode, but his fans are still embarrassed to praise it hahaha!"

"Donate your eyes if you don't need them!"

"..."

After the stage ended, Yan Mingzheng was the first to express his opinion:

"If this is the conspiracy drama you want to bring to the audience, I can only say that it is a bad drama."

"Each of us has his own way, each has his own ideas, and the cooperation is a mess!"

It was not the first time that Yan Mingzheng was rude. The audience took it for granted and even thought it made sense.

Xu Feifei's face turned pale.

"Mr. Yan, why don't you know this is our stage design?"

"This design may not be very suitable for this role!"

Xu Feifan was at a loss for words, he was still thinking about how to make up, when he saw Xie Sixing sitting up straight.

Xu Feifei frowned, feeling an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, he heard Xie Sixing speak mercilessly.

"Really? Is it your on-the-spot stage design?"

Xu Feifei gritted his teeth to argue.

"Even if you are a mentor, you can't question our stage design like this? Even if our design is flawed this time, there is no need to deny that this is my own presence, right?"

(End of this chapter)

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