It's really hard to be a scumbag

The beauty's name is Meng Xian, and she is the hero of this play, an ancient prince.Because of his extraordinary intelligence since he was a child, he was deeply favored by the late emperor. If he hadn't accidentally fell off his horse when he was young, which caused him to be incapable of doing things later on, he should have been the new emperor who was surrounded by thousands of people.

It's a pity that there is no "if" in reality. Meng Xian, who can only be accompanied by a wheelchair for the rest of his life, has no chance of being on the throne. He can't do anything else except feed the fish, tease the birds and go up to court as a mascot all day long.

Simply because Meng Xian has a cold personality and has no desire for power, it is cool to get along like this.However, he wanted to live a peaceful life, but the wind and rain outside did not give him this chance.

Meng Xiansheng's stunning beauty, a beautiful face is the most beautiful in the world, able to overwhelm the names of many girls.Therefore, the greedy eyes that stick to him always flock to him, not to mention the unscrupulous eyes of the courtiers behind him peeking at him unscrupulously, even in the court, his younger brother who came from behind and became the new emperor, is above him Stare deeply at him.

Besieged on all sides and perilous, Meng Xian gradually didn't like to go out, and stayed in the palace every day because of his poor health. It was quite interesting to enjoy flowers and write in his free time.

It's just that always staying in one place will eventually get boring. After two or three years nestled in the palace, Meng Xian went out at noon one day.He originally wanted to go to the bookstore to pick up some new books, and take a look at the fireworks in the world, but in the end, he encountered a doomed doom in his life.

Meng Xian, who is protected by many guards, makes others dare not invade even if he is sitting in a wheelchair.But it just happened to be such a coincidence that there was a drunk rich young master on the second floor of the garden. He casually poked his head around and immediately spotted the prettiest cub in the crowd.

He was so drunk that he ran over to stop Meng Xian, and said flirting words in his mouth, but before the guards could make a move, a delicate young lady walked out of the crowd, and then raised her foot Kick the rich young master's face to the ground.

This Miss Dajin is unexpectedly the heroine Yi Qingyi, a soul from another world who has traveled through time, and is also the sister of the rich young master.

Although she was a young girl who hadn't left the boudoir, she had a very domineering temper. After stepping on her brother's head to force him to apologize, she bowed slightly to Meng Xian, and then took her brother home to settle the score.

Although the women nowadays are quite free and can go out to apply for their careers at will, but like her, she is merciless to her relatives, and after all, there are only a few who violently suppress her younger brother to apologize to others, so Meng Xian fell in love with her for the first time this time. Deeply remember her appearance.

In general.

It was very easy for Jiang Jiang to use this plot as the first scene.Because he doesn't need to do other things, he just needs to sit in the wheelchair and show various expressions.

After meeting with Gao Miao and the supporting role of the rich young master, Jiang Jiang and the others followed the director's instructions and began to formally audition.

After trying several times and correcting the shortcomings of several other people, Director Zhou glanced at Jiang Jiang unexpectedly, then nodded and said in a calm voice: "All departments are preparing to—"

"Act [-] Scene [-] first take, ah!"

The breeze blew over the willows by the lake, and the cries of hawkers on the street were full of fresh air. As the steamer was opened, a white mist mixed with the aroma of white flour steamed buns rose up, and Tingting filled the sight.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Meng Xian watched the mist quietly for a while, then looked away.

The guard behind him has served his master for many years, and without reminding him, he pushed his master forward slowly with a slight force on his hand.

People come and go on the street, children are reluctant to leave in front of the sugar seller, a few girls gather in the jewelry shop and talk softly, and scholars in white clothes and green shirts come and go in a hurry.The world is prosperous, only Meng Xian looks cold, like a banished fairy who has strayed into the secular world, not even the slightest bit of red dust and smoke or fire touches his body.

Yi Qingyan was leaning against the window, and when he glanced casually with his drunken eyes, he just fell into Meng Xian's eyebrows.His cheeks were flushed, and he stared straight at Queen Meng who was sitting in a wheelchair for a while, then suddenly got up, pushed the woman in his arms, and staggered downstairs.

The call of the boy and the woman was left behind, Yi Qingyan rushed out of the garden as if he hadn't heard it, then pushed away the bustling crowd in front of him, and appeared in front of Meng Xian.

He came suddenly, before the guard came back to his senses, Yi Qingyan had already bent down, pressed the handle of the wheelchair with both hands, lowered his head and met Meng Xian's eyes.

His expression was obsessed and his eyes were in a trance. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a strong smell of alcohol lingering between the two of them.

"Little Immortal." Yi Qingyan traced Meng Xian's eyebrows and eyes inch by inch, and murmured foolishly: "You came down to the earth on purpose to taste all the flavors of the world?"

Meng Xian quietly looked at Yi Qingyan who was close in front of him, his narrow eyes were cold, except for a little cinnabar at the end of the eyes, which was a little bit brighter with the smell of alcohol.

Yi Qingyan rolled his Adam's apple, and his trance-like eyes gradually revealed wolf-like greed. He stared at Meng Xian, who was like snow in the mountains, and couldn't help lowering his head slightly, and kissed that little blush.

However, just when he touched the delicate skin of the other party, a strong force suddenly came from behind him, forcing him to fall backwards when he was caught off guard.

Yi Qingyan fell to the ground, his face was still a little dazed, and from the corner of his eye, he could see that after his family suffered from a cold, it was like a different person walking towards her sister.

The girl in silk gave him a condescending look, then sneered and stepped on his hand.

Yi Qingyan's expression changed, the severe pain from the grinding of his palms made him half sober in an instant, and he cried out: "Sister! Sister, what are you doing, I'm a real brother!"

Yi Qingyi sneered: "If you weren't my own brother, I would have sewed your mouth shut for messing with your relatives instead of just stepping on your feet."

Yi Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously wanting to look at his frivolous little fairy.

Yi Qingyi didn't give him this chance, and after taking a step forward to block his sight, he began to apologize to Meng Xian.

Meng Xian, whose cheeks seemed to be rosy from the smell of alcohol, didn't say a word, except for his slightly frowned eyebrows, it could be seen that he was not very happy, but his expression was still cold and indifferent.And after listening to Yi Qingyi and Yi Qingyan's apology, he loosened his eyebrows and looked away without saying a word.

The guard behind him glared at him unkindly, and then reluctantly followed his master's wishes and continued to move forward.

Seeing them disappearing into the crowd, Yi Qingyi looked away and led Yi Qingyan, who was still looking back from time to time, home.

Among the people coming and going, the maid who grew up with her noticed her distraction, and couldn't help but chuckled narrowly and said: "Miss, are you thinking about that young master who looks like a fairy?"

Yi Qingyi glanced at her, then slightly hooked her lips and said, "Yes, I was just thinking about this young master who was as indifferent as Frost and Snow. He didn't even get angry when he was kissed by Deng Tuzi, and he didn't know..."

——What would he look like when he was in bed.

Will it be a moving posture with soft body and teardrops hanging from eyelashes, or will it be forced to be as gorgeous as peach blossoms at the end of the eyes, and refuse to reveal the slightest charm from between the lips and teeth?

Yi Qingyi didn't know, but it didn't stop her from becoming very interested in this young master.

"Okay! Cut! Passed."

Director Zhou's voice suddenly sounded, shocking everyone who was still immersed in the play back to their senses.

Jiang Jiang slowly got up from the wheelchair. He was dressed in a white shirt embroidered with gold edging like snow like the moon, giving others the illusion that the studio was brighter.

"Director Zhou." He didn't pay attention to his surroundings, but asked in confusion, "Why do I feel that something is not right in the plot."

Director Zhou asked back: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Jiang thought for a while: "There is no part of kissing me in the plot."

As soon as he said this, the little supporting actor who played Yi Qingyan blushed like a tomato.

Director Zhou glanced at the little supporting role from a distance, and then said gently to Jiang Jiang: "Acting is not static. As long as there are no mistakes in the proper development, it is an affirmation of the character's integration. Of course, his behavior like this is not recommended. This time I didn’t pay attention at first, but later I saw that you guys performed well, so I interrupted and started again. It’s likely that the feeling of this time will be gone, so I didn’t say anything. Next time this happens again, I will immediately Prevent!"

Jiang Jiang just wanted to know if this kind of behavior was a success in filming, and he didn't have much reaction to being kissed, so after listening to the first half of Director Zhou, he nodded and went to the changing room.

When he took off his white clothes and put on a brocade gown of bamboo and green antique satin with a crane-patterned jade belt tied around his waist, he saw that the atmosphere in the studio seemed a little delicate.

The staff were absent-mindedly working on their work, but they couldn't help but glance at the same side.

Jiang Jiang followed their gazes, and saw the little actor who played Yi Qingyan, standing side by side with Director Zhou like a pupil who was punished to stand, with their eyebrows lowered in obedience and their backs turned to Jiang Jiang's. Liang Yizhen said something.

Jiang Jiang didn't think much, he raised his foot and was about to walk over to call for someone, but before he got close, Gao Miao who was not far away noticed his figure, and subconsciously said, "Master Jiang!"

With her shout, Liang Yizhen suddenly turned around and looked straight over.

Jiang Jiang was looked at inexplicably, but he kept walking. He walked up to Director Zhou and said, "Director, can we start shooting the next scene?"

Director Zhou carefully glanced at Liang Yichun, who was expressionless, and seeing that the other party didn't respond, he quickly said to Jiang Jiang with a smile: "Yes, yes, let's shoot now."

Jiang Jiang nodded in satisfaction, and then walked with Director Zhou to talk about the plot. He spoke cheerfully and didn't give Liang Yipeng behind him a look at all, which made Director Zhou have to bear alone what he shouldn't have at his age. under pressure.

Fortunately, as Jiang Jiang started filming again, Liang Yizhen's heavy gaze shifted from Director Zhou to Jiang Jiang.

The content of this filming is still on the street, but it is no longer the first scene in the fourth act, but the second encounter between Yi Qingyi and Meng Xian.

The reason for this meeting was that the new prime minister was the old friend of Meng Xian, and once he gained power, he couldn't help but privately invite Meng Xian to congratulate him.

An old friend invites you, but Meng Xian can't refuse, so he can only go to the banquet.

As a result, after drinking for three rounds, Meng Xian felt dry and hot all over, his body was weak, and he looked like he had been drugged.

Before the Prime Minister was surprised, a group of men in black broke in through the window, knocked him out and took Meng Xian away.

The man in black had a clear purpose and went straight to the secret passage of the palace, apparently to send Mengxian into the palace.

There was the emperor in the palace, Meng Xian thought for a while, and knew that if he went in, he would be doomed, so he bit the tip of his tongue, and then with all his strength, he drew out the dagger and scratched the man in black who was hugging him.

The man in black couldn't prevent him from making such a move, and subconsciously exerted force after suffering the pain, and threw Meng Xian off the roof.

And under the roof, Yi Qingyi was walking alone on the street in the night. After hearing the wind, she raised her eyes and flew to catch Meng Xian with a touch of her toes.

Meng Xian used up the last bit of strength, but at this time his mind was already occupied by the effect of the medicine, and after being embraced by Yi Qingyi, he couldn't restrain himself from overflowing with spring from his lips and teeth.

Yi Qingyi couldn't hold back the lively beauty in her arms, and in order to get rid of the murderous intent behind her, she took advantage of the situation and hid in the garden.

Night is the time when the garden is lively, and the guests and the girls are having fun.

Yi Qingyi went to the countryside to do as the Romans did, and after finding an empty room, she pressed the impatient beauty in her arms on the bed and had a good time.

The commotion on the big bed was noisy in the middle of the night, and the bed could only calm down when it was shaking until dawn. The floor was scattered with bamboo-green antique satin brocade robes and thin smoked gauze skirts, and in the chaotic and narrow bed, long hair Meng Xian, whose messy eyelashes trembled slightly, was bound by a crane-patterned belt.

The author has something to say: It’s so exciting to be a big beauty, it seems that writing the content of the script is a bit too much... emmmmm, does this count as the world in the world (matryoshka warning)

If the cuties don’t want to read too much script content, you can tell me, and I will make appropriate adjustments later~