Looking at the thick playbook in front of him, Sun Rong felt that life was hopeless, and his eyes were not quite right. The eyes he looked at Sun Yuan were as heartless and merciless as the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

Sun Yuan feels innocent, but sweeping autumn leaves is also a good job. Think about the mild sunshine, under the plane tree, occasionally leaves fall, and two people are sweeping the ground under the tree. This scene is like... two nuns Sweeping the floor, there is still such a trace of goodwill.

It's hysterical, it's just...

Sun Yuan expressed his helplessness with his eyes, and Sun Yuan sneered, and with a flick of his fingers, Sun Radi slapped him, "I'm sorry, my hands are itchy." Sun Yuan's eyes were full of helplessness, the energy of a doting little princess.

Xue Li just looked at the script and said to the director team, "I don't know how to sing, let's change to another task."

The director team replied, "You don't need to sing, just watch it."

The director team is fully staffed, and the efficiency is still good. Now I am in the Beijing Opera Theater in Hangzhou, and Sun Rong has already changed his clothes. Sun Radi is singing the play of Concubine Yang. The pampered and somewhat resentful Tang Huang was also fortunate to be drunk, and in the end he ignored the emperor and left.

Fortunately, she is the most favored concubine of Emperor Tang.

The role of Concubine Yang is always sung by men and families, singing like crazy, singing the essence of Concubine Yang, full of cute collagen and shyness of the daughter's family.

The director team sat in the first row, and the guests, photographers, and others sat in the back and watched. When the play started, Pei Lishi and Gao Lishi appeared first. Concubine Yang Guifei sang, "Go and go, go back to the palace! Tang Minghuang deceived his slaves, and let down a good night. The trick made me want to be happy, long live, and go back to the palace alone in a deserted place!"

Xue Li's ears slowly rang out the words of Xue Li's mansion, Sun Rong, also, Concubine Yang Guifei received all the favors, did she not die in the end?For the sake of Concubine Yang, the emperor of Tang spared no expense of money and manpower just to smile for Concubine Yang.

There was also a lot of applause underground.

Since ancient times, people who are not intoxicated by wine are intoxicated by themselves, and those who are not attractive in sex are intoxicated by themselves.

Xue Li's face was expressionless, but she still applauded. The applause was not too conspicuous. The applause continued to be conspicuous. Xue Li continued to ignore the projected camera with a paralyzed face. "I didn't expect that I deliberately messed up Yang Yuhuan's actions and words. Mommy still sang correctly, at least she didn't "sing" the actions."

Sun Rong was generally satisfied, her eyes widening, heh, is she that stupid?Sun Yuan frowned, dissatisfied, Xue Li propped his forehead, looking like he was going to sleep or not. Xue's family is worthy of Beijing opera idiots, and they can't understand the simplest words.

But pretending to understand something without knowing it would be ridiculous.

The Xue family is a Peking opera idiot, and others don't know that. After the director team sang "The Drunken Concubine", the previous "Farewell My Concubine" was also posted on the Internet by people with ulterior motives. Sun Rong looked up at the ceiling.

Those who easily believe in rumors are either of bad moral character, or lack of reason and understanding than children. (France) Montaigne

Sun Yuan also saw it, even more than Sun Rong. That play,...even the Peach Blossom Fan before, were all circulated on the Internet.

Sun Rong was also speechless, why are those paparazzi so boring?

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