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Pei Yuanyang: "..."

Who made up the plot?Still hooked up?It was quite reasonable.

He had just learned the rules of the game from Director Luo Wei, and he could only say that Director Cheng Gang was pretty good at playing—well, when the little cash cow wasn't on stage, he would just be distracted.

Director Cheng Gang raised his eyebrows: "Continue."

So, under the spotlight of everyone, the young general played by Song Huanxi appeared on the stage.

The first to appear was Zhu Shengxiao.

It's just that she has been the protagonist just now, so everyone knows that this must be another person's story.

She still had a needle in one hand and a thread in the other, and she was threading the needle while looking out.

Suddenly, eight plain fingers appeared on the edge of the table. Zhu Shengxiao was taken aback. The next second, a young man turned up, covered her mouth with his hand, and said with a smile:

"What's your name, Sister Azhu, it's me!"

Pei Yuanyang's eyes widened: the little cash cow has the same face as a young general, but his taste has changed.

There is no coldness and coldness, only the lively and mischievous youth, and a little bit of foolishness.

The young man let go of his hand, and looked with his head: "Sister Ah Zhu, what are you embroidering again, my purse is already much better!"

A'Zhu gave him a reproachful look: "No amount is enough for you to give!"

The young man rubbed the back of his head and laughed.

A'Zhu said again: "Miss, you should also pay attention, those girls who ask you for purses don't know that you are also a girl!"

The boy got up with a surprised face, and turned around in front of A'Zhu: "I can tell it's a girl just by looking at it!"

A'Zhu pulled off the skirt that the boy had tucked around his waist angrily and amusedly: "Where does it look like?!"

Inside and outside the classroom, dozens of spectators nodded in empathy.

The two were talking, when a soldier rushed in, "Master! The master told you to go over immediately!"

The boy was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

Sadness appeared on the soldier's face: "The barbarians entered the customs and swept across the three states overnight."

He paused, wiped his nose with his sleeve: "I, my hometown is from Bianzhou."

Xiaobing couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears.

The young man burst into anger instantly: "Barbarian, how dare you!"

He clenched his fists with both hands, and rushed out like a calf!
When the boy appeared on the stage again, he was facing the audience, but his head was lowered. He clenched his fists with both hands, hanging by his side, and slowly raised his head.

The moment they saw his face clearly, everyone was startled. The boy's eyes were red, but no tears flowed out, like a lone wolf who lost his mind and only wanted revenge.

"Whoever offends my Daning will be punished even though it is far away!"

The gloomy voice seemed to come from Nine Nether Hades, and everyone felt cold even though it was already in dog days.

The young man appeared on the stage for the last time, with a white cloth tied on his head, and scratches on his handsome face, but he was smiling, sitting on the table, swinging his legs, "Ah Zhu, tell this bastard to walk slowly, he's so bumpy!" My wound hurts!"

A'Zhu, who was sitting on his back with him, glared at him: "Why don't you be careful when you know it hurts! Make so many wounds!"

The boy immediately yelled, and deliberately fell into the soft embrace of the maid: "Sister Azhu is still soft and fragrant, and the camp tent is really damp and hard!"

A'Zhu snorted softly, but didn't push him away.

The young man became more and more proud, changed his posture, and hummed a song: "If you are smart, go for the exam, and if you are stupid, you will farm at home. Veterans are disarmed, and young people don't need to join the army. This prosperous world is peaceful~"

A'Zhu suddenly asked: "Then, young master, are you rushing for the exam or farming?"

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to grab the sky, and said softly after a while, "I just want to bask in the sun."

……

Director Cheng Gang waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the next scene. He looked at Song Huanxi, "It's over?"

Song Huanxi nodded and smiled, "Yes."

Director Cheng Gang: "Then you know, you still lack a fear, didn't you show it?"

Song Huanxi nodded again, and said seriously: "I think not every character has the emotion of fear."

"For such a young man, he may be afraid of death, but when he faces death, he will definitely face it bravely!"

"well said!"

For a moment, Pei Yuanyang thought that he blurted out again.

Until Han Wu applauded vigorously.

In fact, everyone has some default rules: It’s okay to look out of the window. After all, after these students graduate, as actors, when filming, they are also surrounded by crowds of people.

But don't make any noise, casually disturbing the students' practice.

Just like last time, Pei Yuanyang watched Song Huanxi's version of Butterfly Lovers composed by Song Huanxi, without saying a word from beginning to end.

Cheng Gang immediately looked out the window, frowned and said, "Irrelevant people, please leave."

Luo Wei and the others outside the window immediately glared at Han Wu, what the hell is his name, other people can't speak, so this guy has a long mouth, right?

It's all right now, so everyone won't have to watch it!
Pei Yuanyang sighed, took a step forward, first patted Han Wu on the shoulder, and then looked at Cheng Gang: "Director Cheng, let us take another look!"

"Everyone is very curious, Concubine Wu, how did she leave the palace, and why did she leave—"

He smiled: "We promise not to make a sound, right, Mr. Han?"

Han Wu nodded silently, but stared at Song Huanxi brightly and persistently.

His gaze was too hot, and Song Huanxi looked away a little uncomfortable.

Pei Yuanyang frowned, his little cash cow was visibly wilting, he really wanted to beat this kid up!
The protagonist of the last performance is Guan Zhizhou.

In fact, the young general written by Song Huanxi was originally written for him, but he refused because he could dress up as a woman and not have children!
So, Song Huanxi racked his brains and arranged for him the role of a senior brother of the young general.

"Junior Sister, I don't have to protect you anymore? I can cook snow in Kunlun and go boating in Erhai Lake?"

"Why didn't you say you were going to enter the palace! So that's what you meant without my protection!"

"I'm going to kill that dog emperor, don't stop me!"

"Junior Sister, why did you change your appearance like this!"

After these words, the black-clothed swordsman was silent for a long time, then turned around suddenly, and was about to sink into the darkness!

The real killing intent will never be told.

Concubine Wu played by Song Huanxi hurriedly called him: "Senior brother! Do you think that the child in my womb lost his father when he was born?"

"I called you here just to get out of here. I can't let my child become a bird in a cage!"

……

"Master, junior sister, are you going to have a baby? Are you having a baby?"

The black-clothed swordsman was terrified, and his first reaction was to draw his sword. Soon, he came to his senses and threw aside the precious sword of love——

With his hands raised high, he roared and rushed out to call for someone.

In the last scene, the black-clothed swordsman embraced the child, with a happy expression on his face: "Call me master!"

Pei Yuanyang's eyes fell on Song Huanxi. She had a smile on her lips, her brows were full of heroic spirit, her gentleness was full of heroic spirit, she looked like a bad face again!

Kunlun boiled snow... It feels so familiar after I wrote it, but then I remembered, isn't this a new product of Luckin Coffee!