Chapter 789 She is alone from beginning to end 【2 more】

  Si Fuqing has always been known as the top face of the entertainment industry, possessing a face that unifies Chinese and Western aesthetics.

  The most widely circulated stills of her are not Jiang Zhaoyue in "The Female General of Zhen Guo", but the scene where she disguises herself as a man and saves the beauty for the first time in the "Human World" chapter of "Walking the Devil".

   Instantly killed the hearts of countless fans.

  After this episode aired, Si Fuqing regained the title of "Human Wrench".

   It has been more than a year since the broadcast of "Demon Crossing", and the muses are still waving their flags, hoping that Si Fuqing can take on another film and television drama in which women disguise themselves as men.

  The screenwriter gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Yu, you still know what fans like!"

  Yu Xiheng's brows slightly moved: "Fans?"

   "Fans most want to see Teacher Si disguised as a man, and Mr. Yu has fulfilled their dream." The screenwriter smiled, "I'll ask the fashion designer to choose clothes for Teacher Si."

  Yu Xiheng hummed lightly: "Use this one."

  He took out a very ordinary white long coat without any embellishments.

  The screenwriter was even more surprised: "Mr. Yu even prepared clothes? Okay, let Teacher Si wear this."

  Yu Xiheng nodded slightly: "It's troublesome."

  The screenwriter joyfully took the men's clothing to look for Si Fuqing.

  When Si Fuqing saw this men's clothing for the first time, his pupils shrank violently.

   Of course she will not forget this dress.

   This is the style she's been wearing since she was the Stripper.

  She clutched the clothes in her hands, lowered her head, and the mist in her eyes quickly gathered, but she never fell down.

  She should be happy.

  Although she never left any trace in history, he remembered her.

  Every one of her, he remembers.

   "Mr. Si, then you change your clothes, I'm going out." The screenwriter exited very intimately and closed the door.

   Director Qin also finished reading the script, and exclaimed: "Mr. Yu's level of screenwriting is no worse than Teacher Si's."

  Especially the scene of the prosperity of the modern Great Xia inserted in the middle.

  The comparison between ancient and modern times has a strong sense of impact.

   Director Qin thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Yu, His Majesty Yinhuang said these words, could it be..."

  Yu Xiheng only gave an ambiguous answer: "Maybe."

   Just as he was talking, the door of the dressing room was pushed open.

  Si Fuqing walked out.

  She was already dressed like a teenager, her hair was **** high, and her eyebrows and eyes were sharper.

   "Wow, Teacher Si is so handsome." Screenwriter Xing Xingyan said, "I am willing to be Teacher Si's girlfriend for love!"

  As soon as she finished saying this, she felt cold all over.

  The screenwriter looked up tremblingly, only to find Yu Xiheng smiling slightly at her.

   Screenwriter: “…”

   She shut up now.

   "How is it?" Si Fuqing's eyes were still a little red, and he asked softly, "Is it suitable?"

   "Appropriate." Yu Xiheng raised her hand, straightened her hair, and sighed softly, "I just regret it."

  Si Fu rubbed his chin: "Afraid that I will steal your male god's position?"

   "Not afraid." He laughed, "I will give you whatever you want."

  He is willing to watch her get better and better and stand at the top.

  He likes her and certainly doesn't trap her

   "You are forbidden to come close to me, I'm going to start changing my relationship." Si Fuqing raised his hand and made a cross, "Otherwise I will blame you for the difficulty of getting into the play."

  Yu Xiheng heard the words and patted her head: "Well, at least it's not maternal love."

  Si Fu tilted his head: "You were so cute when you were young, why did you become a big black-hearted monster when you grow up?"

   "Qingqing."

   He suddenly called her.

  Si Fuqing turned around again.

  He bent down, changed the belt around her waist and tied it again: "Okay, let's start."

  The background has been set up.

  According to the script written by Yu Xiheng, the scene of Emperor Yin's death was copied one to one.

  Si Fuqing looked at the familiar scene, his throat seemed to be stuck, and the soreness rose up.

   It was here that she watched him gradually lose his breath and fall into a deep sleep.

   She was lucky to see him in real life again.

  Behind the scenes, Director Qin lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Ning, don't tell me, after Mr. Yu changed into an ancient costume, he really has the aura of being king, which is even more standard than that professional emperor."

  Emperor professional household is a joking name for an old actor.

  This veteran actor has played dozens of emperors, and his acting skills are so realistic that people who meet him in real life can't help but call him the emperor.

   Ning Rusheng concluded: "This Mr. Yu must have communicated with His Majesty Yinhuang!"

  Director Qin nodded in agreement, and picked up the loudspeaker: "Come on, everyone, let's start—"

  The recording officially begins.

  The onlookers were also very excited.

  I thought it would be more difficult to shoot the Yinhuang chapter, but unexpectedly it went very smoothly.

   During the shooting process, there were no mistakes at all.

  Until the inserted modern lens ends, reaching the climax of the plot.

  Director Qin locked his gaze on the screen tightly, held his breath, and didn't even dare to blink.

  On the screen, the young emperor showed a very pure smile.

   "I had a dream." He said, "I dreamed that after thousands of years, the mountains and rivers will be peaceful and the people will be safe."

  Beside him, the young man said softly, "Your Majesty, perhaps, this is not a dream."

   Only one scene without any transitions.

  But every conversation between the two of them was like thunder falling, hitting everyone's ears.

  The two-hour recording ended, and the audience fell silent.

   "..."

  Five minutes later, Director Qin yelled "Cut" as if waking up from a dream.

   "Okay!" Director Qin stood up, very excited, "This episode is really good! I must apply to the station to make a TV series about Yinhuang!"

   "No need." Yu Xiheng shook her head slightly, "Just play with her."

   Director Qin also thought about it: "If Mr. Yu is interested, you must tell me."

  Yu Xiheng nodded and went to the locker room to change.

   "Hey, wait!" The screenwriter suddenly slapped his head, "Mr. Si didn't read the script this time and went straight to the stage to act, and every line of the line is right. Could it be that Mr. Si is the person in the script?"

  But the other person who talks to Yinhuang in the script is a man.

   "You must be thinking too much." Director Qin waved his hand, "Mr. Yu must have shown the script to Mr. Si first, not to mention Mr. Si's photographic memory, the lines are all read once."

  The screenwriter rubbed his head embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I'm too excited. I always feel that today's performance by Mr. Si and Mr. Yu really happened."

  Director Qin folded his hands behind his back, with a serious expression on his face: "You guys have too much brains as screenwriters, so you should write less time-travel dramas in the future."

  Besides, Ning Rusheng rolled his eyes when he heard this sentence.

   It's cheap and good-looking.

  The screenwriter muttered: "What's wrong with the brain hole? Now the audience likes to watch the brain hole plot, this issue of "Great Summer Treasure"—"

  Before he finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open.

   Director Qin looked at the slightly panting man in surprise: "Mr. Yu, is there anything urgent for you?"

  Yu Xiheng didn't answer this question, but looked at the screenwriter: "You mean that Qingqing hasn't read today's script."

  At this moment, the sense of oppression on his body is extremely strong, and the imperial aura belonging to Emperor Yin is undoubtedly revealed, making the people around him completely breathless.

  Director Qin and the screenwriter are ordinary people, so naturally they couldn't bear it.

  The screenwriter's complexion turned pale, and some didn't realize what happened.

   "Sorry, I was the one to be abrupt." Yu Xiheng took a breath slowly, smiled lightly, and asked again, "She didn't read the script, so she performed on stage?"

  The screenwriter regained the fresh air, and nodded after a few moments of delay: "That's right, Mr. Yu, Mr. Si, have you seen it in advance?"

  Yu Xiheng smiled lightly: "No, I didn't show it to her before I came here."

  The screenwriter was taken aback for a moment, and stammered: "Yuan, it turns out that Mr. Yu didn't show the script to Mr. Si? Then, how did Mr. Si know, know..."

   Husband and wife are so connected?

  Yu Xiheng's eyelashes trembled slightly.

  How does she know the lines?

  He is also asking himself this sentence.

  Before he died, only Wuyi was left by his side.

  The dialogue between him and Wuyi is also only clear to the two of them.

  Yu Xiheng closed her eyes.

  —Well, although there is darkness, the light never dies.

  —Maybe every generation has beats, but there has never been a beat generation, they keep trying.

  —Has Your Majesty ever thought that after 1,500 years, we will go to the Moon Palace, soar for nine days, dive into the sea, and conquer thousands of miles of waves?

  —maybe it’s not a dream

   This sentence spanned 1,500 years of history and rushed towards him again.

  His body and mind fell because of this, and his soul trembled because of it.

  In front of my eyes, the figures of the boy and the girl gradually overlapped.

  The same eyes, the same temperament.

   are all asking him the same question.

  You, do you know who I am?

   Beautiful two-way rush!

   Babies, give Qingqing and His Majesty a monthly pass as part of the fairy love!

   This is the first time I write this type of emotional drama, I hope everyone will like OuO

   The pits will definitely be filled, don’t worry, everyone, even if I write longer than expected, I will fill the pits.

   See you tomorrow~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)