Dressed as the cannon fodder rival of the disabled president

Before joining the group, "Biography of Famous Actors" finally ushered in its premiere.

In the evening, except for Yan Yu who went to other places to participate in activities, everyone stayed in the living room.

Shen Sesu grabbed Yan Zhenbang's arm, beckoning him not to read Economic Weekly, and even dimmed the lights in the living room a little.

Yan Zhenbang relaxed his serious brows and threw the magazine on the back of the sofa without hesitation.

Jiang You could not help but sit up straight, and quietly asked Yan Zhongxiu: "Mom usually watches Yan Yu's drama like this?"

This battle was like the scene of a public execution.

"Don't watch." Yan Zhongxiu leaned back and put his arms around his shoulders, but he focused on the TV from the corner of his eye, and whispered: "Don't be nervous, you acted very well."

This is a Dangai drama, and he was afraid that they would think too much about it.

At this time, Zhao Chengjing glanced down at the political situation in the court where all horses were silent on the screen, and Sheng Qin met his gaze with a deep smile in his eyes.

Shen Sesu's interest has gradually increased. She seldom watches Yan Yu's dramas. The characters are all similar, and little girls like that.

But this time, seeing his handsome face covered in blood, disheveled hair and grinning in embarrassment, his emotions were immediately aroused.

Zhao Chengjing frowned imperceptibly, and confronted him coldly.

The moment he saw the tall figure falling in front of him, a mountain finally squeezed out between his eyebrows, and he turned around quickly.

His figure swayed slightly, his white arms stretched out from the long sleeves, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he said, "Drag on."

He is as tolerant as he is, but his body responds before his reason. Every subtle expression is intriguing, shooting at people's hearts like an arrow.

The historian wrote a pen, because it was the day when Emperor Jingxuan proclaimed himself emperor, so it was recorded as the Jingxuan Mutiny.

In the middle of the night, the little eunuch held a lamp and waited respectfully: "Your Majesty, it's time to rest."

The young emperor put down the memorial and glanced down the hall,

Yueying stepped up, he felt cold for no reason, it was bitingly cold.

Like the wind and snow blowing from the border, it wiped away the warmth of the chest, and the sound of wheezing was so hollow that it made people feel cold all over.

In a daze, he raised his hand to touch his face, and after a long while he rubbed his wet fingertips, his brows furrowed deeply.

"How did the body go?"

The little eunuch looked away, lowered his head and said, "Go back to Your Majesty, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it back..."

Zhao Chengjing's throat choked, and he forcibly suppressed Xun Tian: "Without my permission, how dare they, how dare, puff—"

"Come on, come on, tell the imperial doctor!"

Jiang You leaned on Yan Zhongxiu's shoulder and said, "Good guy, this place is extremely comfortable."

He was stubborn. When he read the novel before, he obviously cried tears all over his face.

Yan Zhongxiu didn't expose it, and rubbed the back of his head with his big hands, as if it could give him some comfort.

Jiang You also took advantage of the opportunity to rub against his palm, like a well-behaved puppy, and continued to read.

Sheng Qin was reborn. At that time, Zhao Chengjing was still in the brothel, and the delicate eyebrows and eyes were faintly reflected in the bronze mirror with a yellow halo.

The red dress is better than the fire, making it more and more beautiful.

The woman behind him murmured softly, "Your Highness has grown up now."

Zhao Chengjing turned around and shook her hand. Hearing the sound of hoofbeats, he walked to the window and bumped into the cold and hateful eyes of the man on horseback.

Astonishment flashed through his eyes, and he was stunned for a moment: "He is..."

"Young General Sheng, who became famous in the first battle, should be recalled to Beijing at this time, probably because of Princess Huaqing's marriage."

Zhao Chengjing said: "The Sheng family has the military power in their hands. They have been guarding the border all these years, and the court is finally worried."

"For us, it is a good opportunity." The woman said.

"Maybe." Zhao Chengjing withdrew his gaze and told him intuitively that Sheng Qin was not easy to deal with.

It is not yet known whether it will be possible to start from him.

After the first episode was broadcast, Shen Sesu couldn't get enough of it: "I'm really looking forward to the follow-up, Xiaoyou's performance is really good."

Dog's blood is dog's blood, and she still likes to eat this set.

As soon as the sense of substitution came up, she felt sorry for Sheng Qin, but seeing Zhao Chengjing's various physical reactions that betrayed reason, her heart softened and softened.

Hearing what she said, Jiang You also breathed a sigh of relief, and was very happy in his heart: "Thank you Mom, the third child is also very good."

"It's okay this time." Shen smirked: "What about the back, is the chasing husband's crematorium?"

"That must be indispensable." Jiang You said, meeting Shen Sesur's eyes, and the two smiled tacitly.

Later, Zhao Chengjing will soon know that Sheng Qin's temperament is unpredictable, not only is he difficult to deal with, he almost died under his hands several times.

At the end of the play, there was a short tidbit. Jiang You, who was outside the scene, was red-eyed, until Yan Yu walked over and hugged him lightly.

The whole production crew looked at them noisily, and they added love and blushing expressions in the later stage, making them look harmonious and loving.

After all, a director who doesn't engage in CP is not a fan.

Killing each other in the play and loving each other outside the play directly alleviated the audience's "hate" towards Jiang You.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, mom loves you!"

"The sense of substitution is too strong, the actors are all acting well, Yan Yu's acting skills, the progress visible to the naked eye, Jiang You really surprised me."

"I agree, when playing with Emperor Chi, I can handle it completely!"

"From today onwards, I'm Youyouzi's career fan, a hidden potential stock."

"Compared to the previous acting skills, I even have reason to suspect that he is an old actor, because it is an online drama, so he doesn't care?"

"You can't say that. Anyway, it's right to work hard now. Yan Yu was not very good before. It may be that a good director has tapped his potential."

"The kind that doesn't get tired of after the second brush, I am convinced. In the end, the women's clothing that blows up the boy is so beautiful!"

"This is the real gender indiscrimination, okay, you can switch between men's and women's clothing freely."

"From the director team to the actors, they are all impeccable. No one objected to booking the best of the year?"

"It's hard to say about the year, but so far, it's really good, and everyone is slapping their faces like crazy."

"Shuang Li's work, in which year has it not won the award? I think it can do it, Yuyouzi go!"

The Weibo hot search was still being discussed from the evening to the next day.

Jiang You arrived at the set, surrounded by many fans, most of them from the black fan group, holding up a sign.

Seeing him coming, they didn't swarm up. A few representatives came up first and asked if they could talk to them, and they didn't even mention taking pictures and signing autographs.

Jiang You went to bed early yesterday. I didn't know that they had discussed it in the group, and they were organized when they came here in the morning.

He felt very relieved and moved: "Thank you for coming to see me, I didn't prepare any presents for you, I will make up for it next time!"

"No need, my brother looks better in real life, even better than your selfies in the group!" the fan said.

"And the acting skills are amazing. Seeing other fans slapping faces makes me almost cry."

"Especially for fans of a certain well-known singer, my brother will give us a lot of face!"

"I just want to thank you for your company." Jiang You said with a smile: "I will try my best to match your likes and expectations, and witness with me!"

My heart surged like a torrent, almost unprecedented.

Jiang You bid farewell to them, and when he saw Li Jiaming and the others, he greeted them: "Good morning, Director Li, good morning everyone."

"Morning." Li Jiaming said, "The ratings are better than I expected. It's hard work."

"Wherever it is, it's all due to everyone's joint efforts."

Jiang You entered the dressing room with a smile, her eyes were shining brightly, as if they were shining with starlight, they were extraordinarily dazzling.

Yan Yu rushed back from other places, his face still had a dusty look on his face, he stared at him and said, "Here we come."

"Didn't sleep well?" Jiang You saw that he was a little tired and his eyes were still red, "I can find time to squat later."

Yan Yu said: "Well, the schedule is a little rushed."

Since Jiang You came in, his eyes never left him, but Lin Ling was watching, and he promised to restrain himself.

But I haven't seen him for a few days, and the thoughts in my eyes are as deep as ink, and I almost want to break through the shackles.

Jiang You has a lot of scenes today, so he didn't say any more about reading the script.

The scene is ready, and the blower blows the silk ribbons.

After Jiang You finished shooting two indoor scenes, and was about to start dancing, Jiang You spotted a man in a windbreaker standing in front of the camera with sharp eyes.

The black mask was pulled up to his chin, making his skin fair and translucent. With his arm resting on his chin, he was talking to the director.

He Jiang listened to a few words over there, and then came over and said, "Shi Zhun and the director discussed some changes, don't be brave, your body is important."

Jiang Yun hummed and said, "That's what he was talking about?"

"It seems to be" He Jiang said, thinking that he could take the opportunity to get some photos again.

When the filming officially started, a lot of shots were divided. At first, we wanted to hang Wia and fly down from upstairs.

With a fluttering white shirt and a smile, the corners of her eyes are slightly curved, and the mole with a thin tail is like a flower waiting to be broken, ready to bloom.

The director originally planned to use red clothes, but thought that Zhao Chengjing was counting as a filial piety, so he changed it to white.

In fact, Jiang You's face is more suitable for a flamboyant appearance, coquettish and flamboyant, while the low-key beauty is more suitable for Zhao Chengjing.

Yan Yu sat under the stage, unable to tell whether she was Yan Yu or Sheng Qin.

The drinking water in his hand tasted like strong wine, and the boy in white clothes was reflected in his pupils. When he danced, his clothes fluttered, and his long sleeves sometimes covered his face and sometimes waved.

He could only feel the fire on the tip of his tongue slipping into his throat and directly burning in his heart, it was hot and painful, he pinched the cup and frowned heavily.

The soundtrack created by Shi Zhun was played on the scene, from soothing to radical, everyone was looking at Jiang You.

The rhythm is accelerating, his body is like a Nanyan, he walks softly, his white feet are tinged with cold red, and he steps on every point with precision.

Seeing that the song was about to end, he had already gathered his energy and was ready to go. He jumped up, lay down and fish fell.

Face up to the sky, chest undulating slightly, flowers blooming in the corners of the eyes, and breathing carefully, people can't help but want to care and cherish.

For this scene, Li Jiaming also worked hard, and the camera was almost 360 degrees without dead ends.

"Crack!" It took him a long time to say out loud, "Definitely!"

Shi Zhun crossed his arms and looked at Li Jiaming, which was regarded as approval, even though it was completely different from what he saw in the rehearsal room.

This is Zhao Chengjing in the script. He has read the novel, and it is different from this.

It was the first time he saw Jiang You's professional ability, and he was a little shocked.

It took He Jiang a long time to react, and asked the staff to turn off the blower, and wrapped Jiang You in a coat.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

"It should." Jiang You took a breath, smiled and said, "It's just quite cold."

He sat on the ground and hugged his feet, Yan Yu came over and sat down on the ground directly, grabbing his ankles and trying to put them in his arms.

As soon as he met Jiang You, he pushed him away: "Then what...the director hasn't called to start yet."

It's a bit embarrassing, and there is no need to rehearse this scene, he has no lines.

"Rehearse in advance." Yan Yu concealed his distressed emotions, pulled his legs, and pressed a pair of cold feet to his body.

"No need, this should be a good shot." Jiang You retracted his foot, and Yan Yu pressed it back hard.

"Ding, the system prompts that the current progress bar is 67%!"

Fuck it, you don't have to!

Jiang You was so frightened that he kicked Yan Yu and snorted, his face turned red.

"Sorry, let's play another game!"

Lin Ling coughed from behind, Yan Yu took a deep look at Jiang You and said, "Okay."