This script is going to be cool [Rebirth]

Gentlemen, fake wine harms people...

This is my advice from the bottom of my heart.

I lay on the couch blankly like a salted fish, face up, my stomach was filled with sour water, my whole body was extremely sore, and when I smelled it carefully, it seemed that there was a bad smell of overnight instant noodles.There is a cloth curtain hanging on the bed, purple with dark patterns, it looks quite expensive.I glanced at the gold lace on the top, glanced at an antique incense burner in the middle of the room from the corner of my eye, and looked back at the people around me.Amidst the curling smoke, a man rolled my eyelids with his slender fingers, then turned around and cupped his hands at the other person:

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness King Li is awake."

I thought to myself, aren’t you talking nonsense? My big eyeballs have been rolling back and forth for a long time. Didn’t I wake up, maybe I’m sleepwalking?

As soon as the man's voice fell, another tall man rushed to the side of the couch, held my hand and squeezed it vigorously for a long time, with tears in his eyes and sniffling: "Ziqian, if you die... .Me too...I don't want to live anymore!"

In an instant, I felt that this was really sleepwalking, and it was a difficult sleepwalking.I have lived a life that has not been confessed to for more than 20 years. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was promised a life-and-death companionship by a big man.What's more, this big brother is wearing a yellowish ancient costume with a dragon tattoo on his head, a white jade hair crown, and his long hair tied in a bun. Could it be that I got drunk on fake wine and strayed into the set of a certain ancient costume drama...

"Who are you?" I asked dizzily to the tall and thin man in front of me.

He froze for a moment, his eyes widened, and his tone was trembling: "Ziqian...you...look at me carefully..."

I started to scan his Tianling cover all the way to his neck seriously.I just feel that this person looks very handsome even though he is fragile, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, without a long beard, he looks like a gentleman with a jade face.It looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.Maybe it's the little fresh meat who just debuted.

But I changed my mind.I'm just a screenwriter at the bottom of the [-]th line, and I haven't seen many celebrities.Now that I'm disturbing other people's stage, it's better to hurry up and be polite.

"I'm sorry, I'm so ignorant, I don't know your name?" I hurriedly cupped my hands at him politely, and forced a smile.

There is a saying that stretches out one's hand and does not hit a smiling face.Although I always laugh very sadly.Unfortunately, I inherited the drooping corners of my mother's mouth, which made me look sad all day long.Plus my eyes are slender.At best, it is called Danfengyan, but at worst, it is squinting eyes.On weekdays, it's like keeping your eyes open and closing your eyes to rest your mind. These two "windows of the soul" have never been opened wide.Everyone thinks I'm depressed.

Actually, I'm not depressed at all.After all, if I, a screenwriter who is famous for writing bad dramas, were depressed, I would have killed myself with a rope, and I could still face the directors who called me "mud can't support the wall" for the lunch money. Nod and bow?

My thoughts were going astray, and the tall, thin man in front of me suddenly pressed my shoulder and shouted: "Ziqian! I'm Li Qing!"

Li Qing?I seem to have heard of this name somewhere.I was talking about remembering where I saw this man, when suddenly a shrill voice came from outside the door:

"Your Highness! The slaves are here to pick you up! Your Highness! Your Highness... ouch, let me in!"

I am surprised.The voice was long and panting, and after bumping up and down for a long time, it rolled to my side together with a ball-shaped unknown object.I was grabbed by a pair of chubby claws, and the ball groaned for a while and finally finished the sentence:

"Your Highness, are you feeling better?"

Your Highness? !I am stunned.Subconsciously propped up the bed and sat up.However, the man who rolled my eyelids just now pushed me back in a panic: "His Royal Highness Li, lie down quickly. You still have injuries on your stomach!"

Prince Li...Ziqian...Li Qing...I strung together these three names into a string, rinsed it from my brain full of thin soup, and couldn't stop shivering.The corner of my mouth twitched and I looked at the little fat man in front of me: "Don't tell me...you are Lu Jiuan?"

"Your Highness, you even forgot me about your slave?!" Lu Jiuan turned pale with shock, hurriedly took off his hat, stroked his hair, and showed his full fat face: "Your Highness, this slave has been with you for ten years! We grew up together! Just think about it!"

boom.The watery soup in my brain was struck by lightning in an instant, and the pot boiled up.

I recently wrote another script, but it was still bad, and it was still a tragedy of changing the soup without changing the medicine. It still made me unable to get back the money for the box lunch, and was chased around like a fly by several directors.This script tells the story of a proton prince who is neither loved by his father nor his mother, and takes revenge on the society.The three names Lu Jiuan, Li Qing, and Li Wang are the names of the characters in the script.Li Wang Cen Yue, alias Ziqian, is the number one unlucky man in the script.

"...Director Hu decided to make my drama?" My hands were trembling, my mouth was trembling, and my eyelids were trembling even more.After the script was returned, I just threw it in the trash can. How could a director be willing to shoot my script? !Could it be that they went to my house to look through the trash can? !

I'm all sorts of unimaginable, but Lu Jiuan's face has turned pale.He turned his head and jumped straight at Li Qing: "His Royal Highness! Didn't you swear that you will take good care of our Royal Highness? How can it be like this after not seeing each other for a few years!"

Li Qing hurriedly waved his hands: "Perhaps it's because His Royal Highness King Li is still awake..."

"We must ask your country for an explanation on this matter." Behind Lu Jiu'an, a man in black suddenly came in.The man had a knife in his belt, and a pair of riding boots rattled on his feet.He pushed Lu Jiuan away, frowned and looked at me, a dark light flashed in his stern eyes.

I was so stared at that my soul was flying away, I hurriedly moved a little bit, leaned against the head of the bed and forced a smile: "Which crew are you from? Are you preparing to shoot sideshows? Why do I feel like I have become an actor too?" ? Just now... you called me King Li?"

"Your Highness, do you still remember Weichen?" The man stretched out his hand and snorted on my forehead, hiding the hair on my sideburns behind his ears: "Xu Changzhi, Weichen, used to be your servant, but now is the imperial guard with a sword .Do you have any impression?"

Over, another one.I looked at Xu Changzhi tremblingly.The name Xu Changzhi also comes from my script, and the character design is a loyal protagonist's personal entourage.The actor in front of him was found quite well, and he is also a handsome guy, but he is much more masculine than Li Qing.The sharp edges and corners of his face, and the look of the eagle watching the wolf and Gu Zhixiang in his eyes, made me always feel that he would draw his knife and chop me off in the next second.

"It's a pleasure to meet you..." I stammered and shrank back, looking for the photographer and other staff members through the gaps in the crowd.But no.The whole house is perfectly furnished to restore the ancient architectural style.I looked into the corner for a long time, but I couldn't find any cameras.

Seeing my erratic eyes, Xu Changzhi suddenly reached out and pressed my shoulder.I was so frightened that I kicked my legs reflexively, and happened to hit the saber on his waist.

"Stop making trouble... how can I act... How can the role of King Li be mine... the male number one..." I curled up a little bit, and rubbed against the head of the bed.Xu Changzhi's serious expression instantly cracked with anger. He turned to look at Li Qing, and asked in an aggressive tone, "His Royal Highness. You never mentioned in your letter that our Royal Highness Li Wang is so seriously ill!"

Li Qing hesitated for a moment, then stood with his hands behind his back, and glared at Xu Changzhi with his nostrils: "Your Excellency, do you want to ask the teacher for your crimes? I am the prince of a country, and it is not up to you, a little guard, to teach me a lesson? I heard that the prime minister of your country You're here too, why, don't you come and see me first?"

"The Prime Minister is waiting outside the door. Is Your Highness trying to reason?" Xu Changzhi replied neither humble nor overbearing.

However, I didn't care to study how the two of them were arguing. Taking advantage of this gap, I hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd.As soon as my feet touched the ground, my stomach felt hot and painful.I was dizzy and wanted to run out, but most of my sight was blocked by my long hair.

I hurriedly straightened my hair, and suddenly saw a pair of moon-white boots coming in through the door.The man stretched out his hand against the light, his face was blurred with countless phantoms.

"My humble minister Zhong Bochen, please see His Royal Highness King Li..." He said 'Know', his legs didn't bend at all, he even straightened up and held my arm, lifted me up, and then looked at me carefully stand up.I shook my drowsy head, my eyeballs finally managed to focus, and I could see clearly who was coming.

After seeing this, I instantly laughed harder than weeping, secretly thinking that this crew is really rich.Who is this beautiful man in front of me who looks like an Immortal of Nine Heavens who strayed into the mortal world! 'Zhong Bochen' is the supporting actor in my script, you are so handsome, don't you feel inferior to accepting my script? !

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble...I'm...hangover...I can't act well..." I pulled my arm back incoherently, and pulled my hair out again, trying to pull it out The wig was torn off.Unexpectedly, my scalp was aching, but this 'wig' was perfectly fitted and unshakable.Then I felt along the root of the hair, but there was no trace of the headband.

Zhong Bochen's brows immediately revealed a big word 'Chuan'.He didn't say much, but motioned to Xu Changzhi to take a robe and put it on me.I felt a little cold, put on my clothes in a daze, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the bronze mirror on the table.Zhong Bochen was bowing his head to tie my belt, I pushed his hand away and walked towards the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror is a man with a haggard face, long hair reaching his waist, and his eyebrows and eyes are almost similar to mine, but...

"This nima is not me!" I raised the mirror in a loud voice, and everyone took a step back in fright.No matter how much the person in the mirror looks like me, I have never been so thin, nor so fair, nor have my eyes been so big!

Is it because the makeup makes the eyes bigger? !Suspiciously, I rubbed my face hard with the back of my hand to see if I could rub off the foundation or something.After rubbing for a long time, the back of the hand is still clean, not to mention the foundation, not much mud has been rubbed off.I twisted my eyelids again, and then looked at my fingers.

Nothing.No eyeliner, no eye shadow, no double eyelid stickers, false eyelashes and the like.

"Your Highness..." Lu Jiuan called me tremblingly.My heart was pounding, and I ran my hands from my stomach to my thighs.

I did lose weight, not because of makeup, but I could touch my shoulder blades.

"Am I really King Li?" I suddenly turned my head to look at Lu Jiuan.Lu Jiu'an smiled like a flower and jade immediately: "Yes! Your Highness, you have remembered!"

...yes...it's a fart!The problem is big!I crossed my slender waist that could be pinched with one hand, and I was afraid.What's the situation? !I just bought a bottle of fake wine at the unscrupulous little shop downstairs for two yuan and five.Even if drinking fake wine is easy to kill, but I have never heard that drinking fake wine can travel into the script!

When I contacted the plot of this rotten script I wrote, I was horrified.I had a brain twitch. In order to 'beyond myself', I wrote the protagonist as a broken sleeve, trying to impress the 'cute point' of the female audience.However, my plot is not cute at all, but completely miserable.

Cen Yue had been the prince of a neighboring country for five years, fell in love with Li Qing, the prince of the neighboring country secretly, and was willing to return to China to be a high-end spy, helping him ascend the throne and becoming emperor, and he did not hesitate to fool his own country into serving as cannon fodder for Li Qing to wipe out the enemy country.As a result, the first thing Li Qing, the little bastard, did when he came to power was to beat up Cen Yue's country.Cen Yue was arrested by his elder brother, and finally...

Sentenced to be quartered by five horses.

My cold sweat was dripping like I didn't want money, and my limbs and head began to lose control, as if I had the momentum to leave me.I yelled in the astonished eyes of everyone: "I wipe it", then I turned my head and jumped on the table, and got out through the window.A set of movements is smooth and flowing, which can be described as the pinnacle of sensitivity in my life.

When I landed, the guards outside the house raised their spears and aimed at me. When I looked up, they gasped and put away their weapons again.I turned over the promenade, jumped over the fence, and headed for the small pond in the middle of the yard.Around the pond was a circle of maids, who were pouring fish food into it. When I turned around and saw me rushing towards me screaming and howling, I immediately ran away screaming, and the fish food in my hand spilled on my head.

I stood out from the fish food flying all over the sky, willing myself to be the biggest one, and jumped into the pond.The cold water splashed on my face, my brain suddenly became sober, and the two figures were intertwined and I couldn't tell the authenticity.One is me writing scripts with a beard under the desk lamp, and the other is me weeping on the palace carriage leaving the country.At that time, I was full of jealousy and hatred, and I didn't understand why I was singled out as the proton among the princes.The palace carriage bumped up and down, breaking my fragile nerves.I raised a corner of the curtain to look at the river passing by, and suddenly a pair of hands reached in and handed me a round white jade waist pendant.There are a few small characters tattooed on it thinly:

"Heartbroken Poetry of the Past"

I don't know which is the past and which is the past, I just feel that I am really going to be heartbroken.I perfunctorily hung the jade pendant around my neck, planning to pawn it when I ran away in the future, and exchange it for some passing money.

The jade pendant hit my neck and flew up, soaking in the river water and giving off an insignificant light.I hold it suffocatingly.This jade pendant is really beautiful, clear and flawless, it's a pity to sell it...

I thought about it upside down and finally drowned.The moment before I fainted, I vaguely saw a figure swimming towards me.When I woke up again, it was so dark that I couldn't tell where I was, and I could only feel like I was lying on the hard berth of the train and wandering back and forth.There seems to be someone beside me, in the dark, whose eyes are like a little bit of starlight falling into the canyon.He tucked the mattress under me again, then took my pillow and put his arms under my head.

I fell asleep again with the soft arms on my pillow, the sound of wooden wheels pressing on the gravel, and the man's half-beat breathing...