Dressed as cannon fodder to marry into a wealthy family

Fortunately, Shen Yuanting treats his own cp like farming, and he goes to watch the growth of cp every day, and it is easy to decipher the slang in the circle. Soon he found out the secret code and discovered a new field for cp fans.

Shen Yuanting showed Yan Zhao the phone: "This is the approximate number of tags."

The three-digit number is a bit miserable compared to the hot CP who can move thousands of dollars, Yan Zhao said casually: "This is not even a chicken, it's just a fertilized egg."

Shen Yuanting: "..."

Seeing the gloomy look on the man's face, Yan Zhao coughed, feeling that what he said was a bit shocking. After all, this was also the CP between him and Shen Yuanting, so he said, "Just take care of him, we're not in a hurry."

Shen Yuanting began to Google "how to launch a hot circle".

Yan Zhao rummaged through his backpack and took out a script from it.The script was revised and the lines changed, so he had to re-memorize the lines.

Yan Zhao handed over the script: "Accompany me to check the lines."

Shen Yuanting took it, it was newly printed out, because the screenwriter hadn't finished it yet, there were only a few pages, but it was already filled with notes and annotations.The handwriting is flamboyant, casual and comfortable, very Yan Zhao's style.

Shen Yuanting pointed to a cat head at the footer: "Is this Wang Zai?"

Yan Zhao smiled and said, "Isn't it cute?"

It can't be called a "painting", just a few strokes, a big irregular circle surrounded by a few dots, barely recognizable as a cat.

Shen Yuanting smiled and said, "It's comparable to Picasso."

Yan Zhao raised the corners of his mouth, his brows and eyes curved: "Open your eyes and talk nonsense."

Fingertips landed on the words, Yan Zhao pointed to Shen Yuanting: "You read Chu Yao's."

Shen Yuanting gave an "en" and stared at his hand.Against the white paper and ink characters, the fingers are long and slender, the nails are healthy, round and neat, and the blue blood veins can be seen faintly on the back of the hand.

Why is he so white?

Shen Yuanting glanced at the script. It probably means that Chu Yao, the male protagonist of "Emperor Jiangshan", became jealous of the prime minister Ye Guiqiu after he took the throne. He suspected that he was forming a party for personal gain, so he called him into the hall and beat him Fan.

Shen Yuanting opened his mouth, majestic and solemn: "I think of the days in northern Xinjiang again, when I was rescued by General He, when I returned to the camp, the two sides fought, Ai Qing sat on the horse, pierced the Yang with a hundred steps, and shot the opposing general with one arrow. If it wasn't for this battle, I wouldn't have known that Aiqing is not only talented in literature, but also good at riding and shooting—"

This is a mockery of him hiding his clumsiness in front of his master.Yan Zhao had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of sadness: "I am just lucky."

Shen Yuanting chuckled: "But at that time, I thought your luck was terrible! It's not good to follow Xiaojiu, but to follow my unfavored prince..." He changed the subject and asked: "Guiqiu, let me ask you, are you Are you willing to follow me, or is it just forced by the situation?"

Yan Zhao raised his eyes and looked directly at him: "I naturally focus on His Majesty. From the first time I saw His Majesty in the upper study, I felt that this country must belong to His Majesty."

In the script, Ye Guiqiu was loyal to Chu Yao, but he was good at dancing with long sleeves and slick faces, so he failed to win the trust of the king.But belief and non-belief, regret and unrepentance are not important to Shen Yuanting, he is not an actor, and he is not interested in exploring the entanglement between the two characters.

He just felt that Yan Zhao looked at him like this... There was complete entrustment and trust in his eyes, but there was also sadness hidden, which was a bit seductive.

Thinking of the next lines, Shen Yuanting smiled.

He inquired about Yan Zhao with great interest, his gaze shifted from those black eyes to his moist lips: "I was known for being dull back then, and the Taifu said that I was not good enough, but you tell me, how can I be better than Xiaojiu? "

His voice was deep and magnetic, his eyes were as shallow as ice, and there was a fire burning in the ice. He didn't seem to be pressing his subjects, but rather... jealous?

——Tell me, your first love and me, who do you like more? !

Yan Zhao suddenly remembered the nonsense that he didn't know where he read it. The king guides his ministers, and the husband guides his wife. Rounding up, the minister is the emperor's wife...

The screenwriter certainly didn't have this idea in mind when writing it.

Yan Zhao put his wild thoughts to the back of his head, calmed down and said: "At that time, a green snake got into the house, and the other princes stayed away and asked the guards to kill it, but His Majesty picked up a branch and wanted to send it away... Courageous and benevolent, I can't think of anyone other than His Majesty who can be the present."

Shen Yuanting put down the script, covered Yan Zhao's hand with his big palm, and gently stroked the protrusion of his wrist with his fingertips: "It's just like that? Aiqing's trust came too easily."

Yan Zhao wondered where the broken-sleeve emperor came from, pulled out his hand, and said, "Back then, I was just a naughty boy, so I didn't think too much about it. I just decided that I wouldn't change it. I'm afraid I won't be able to correct this bad nature in my whole life. "

"Oh...?" Shen Yuanting grabbed him again, with a smile that was not a smile, "Then in the battle in northern Xinjiang, if I died, would Ai Qing be buried with me?"

Life is different, death is the same point.Even if we can't be together when we are alive, you will still be bound by my side after death, life after life, entangled endlessly.

Yan Zhao's eyes were neither evasive nor dodgy, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing: "If His Majesty leaves, I will be loyal only when I fulfill His Majesty's will."

The emperor didn't believe him, Shen Yuanting sneered, and tightened his five fingers clasping his wrist, like a snake wrapping around its prey: "Aiqing, do you know that you have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

Yan Zhao lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long, hiding the flash of panic, and then he made a fearless decision: "I don't know."

Shen Yuanting thought, the more suspicious people are, the more they need to be coaxed, they will not be subdued, and it is no wonder that Ye Guiqiu died in the end.

After checking the lines, Yan Zhao grabbed an ugly orange in the fruit basket and peeled off its fluffy skin: "I won't talk to you again in the future."

Shen Yuanting leaned on the sofa relaxedly: "I'm not good at what I said, I'm going to finish the draft later."

Yan Zhao ate a piece of orange meat and put it in his mouth, pointing to his left chest: "You ask yourself, are you thinking of strange things when you read the words?"

The friendship between the monarch and his ministers is like catching rape.

Shen Yuanting: "I'm not a professional, so I can't treat you as Ye Guiqiu."

Yan Zhao gave him the ugly tangerine: "But you're going too far."

"But you haven't been led astray." Shen Yuanting ate the citrus meat, and the sweet and sour juice burst out on the tip of his tongue, "Or did you say you were tempted, but I didn't see it?"

"..." Yan Zhao squinted at him, before accusing him after a while, "You've already done it, what can I do?"

Shen Yuanting smiled: "You acquiesced?"

Yan Zhao ate the remaining citrus in twos and then raised his chin to look at the ceiling: "En."

As for the lines, it is not his stage alone.Being influenced by Shen Yuanting is not something to be ashamed of.

Who told their hormones to attract each other.

……

After filming a few scenes, Yan Zhao returned to his seat to rest. After checking the original film, Director Liu took out his mobile phone and looked at it, sighing again and again.

Director Liu hates that iron cannot be made into steel: "Things that are useless!"

Zhou Yun comforted him: "Life is supposed to have its ups and downs. If you scold it a few times, you should know your shame and be brave."

Director Liu: "I'm only willing to let it piss me off!"

Director Liu is always cheerful, and this angry tone is rare.

Yan Zhaozi sipped lemonade and asked, "What's wrong with Director Liu, did the child fight and invite the parents?"

He Shengqi was playing with the ring on his hand, but when he heard Aidou's question, he immediately straightened his body: "No, where can he find a wife? It's because he lost money in stocks!"

Yan Zhao: "..." Does Director Liu know what you're talking about?

Director Liu was so angry that he slapped his thigh: "I'm locked up, and I don't know when and which month I can get back my money. Tell me, is this Yuye Group trying to hide me? It rose so well before, but now it's falling like a dog." !"

Zhou Yun: "They don't want to either. I read a report before, saying that their annual profits have dropped a lot."

Yan Zhao searched for relevant information on his mobile phone, and sure enough, all the news came out were negative.

Yan Zhao didn't quite understand why he fell off the altar, improper management, and strategic mistakes, but he could still see that Han Yuxuan was very worried, and his hairline had receded in recent photos.

No, doesn't he have the blood of the eight countries? Maybe it's the genes from country B that are shining brightly?

There is a specialization in art, and all commercial issues are left to Shen Yuanting. Yan Zhao puts the lemonade on the table and fetches the script to read.

Out of the corner of his eye, He Shengqi looked at him quietly, like a groundhog that has just come out of a hole.

The behavior of this fan boy is really fascinating, sometimes it is all reckless, and sometimes it is very girlish.

Yan Zhao turned to him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He Shengqi twitched: "God, can you sign me?"

It seems that it is girl mode now.

He Shengqi lifted up the coat draped over the chair, pointed to the smooth fabric on the back: "It's here."

Yan Zhao: "Are you sure you want to sign the clothes?"

He Shengqi took out a marker pen from his backpack: "That's right! The more eye-catching the better!"

Yan Zhao was holding the pen and was about to write, when He Shengqi said again: "Wait!" He put his coat on his back: "It looks good when you sign it like this!"

Yan Zhao smiled helplessly, and swiped a special sign on it.

He Shengqi said happily: "I have a private peripheral!"

Zhou Yun gave him a white look: "We're all filming together and still thinking about the surroundings, do you have any aggressiveness?"

He Shengqi: "Yes, I still want to be a big fan. God, can I take pictures and post on Weibo?"

Yan Zhao: "You can post it if you like it."

So He Shengqi took off his heavy costume and put on his jacket: "Brother Zhou, take a picture of my back!"

"Am I your nanny?" Zhou Yun said disgustedly, but took a photo with He Shengqi's phone.

He Shengqi posted the photo on Weibo: [Unique signature [cool]]

Soon there were fans leaving messages, in addition to condemning him for posting selfies without showing his face, there were also CP fans who were moved after hearing the news, but this time, what they said was more subtle and strange.

[I cry for your beautiful friendship. 】

[What a pair of good brothers!May your friendship last forever! 】

[Friends walk together for a lifetime, cheers to your friendship! 】

He Shengqi glanced at it, and asked in confusion: "Why do they deliberately emphasize brotherhood? Is this the latest trend?"

Yan Zhao: "..." Maybe he was afraid of being swallowed.

After the break, they went back to filming.By the time they got off work, everyone was as tired as a dead dog. The weather had turned cold and they were sweating all over.

Yan Zhao was wiping his sweat with a quick-drying towel when He Shengqi yelled, "Ah, this is it!"

Zhou Yun: "Hey, you lost."

He Shengqi retorted: "Not at all!"

Yan Zhao: "What's wrong?"

He Shengqi handed the phone to Yan Zhao: "God, your fans are so fierce!"

Yan Zhao glanced at it, and saw that it was a photo of a room, the walls were covered with his posters, the bookcase was full of CDs, PBs, and his endorsement products. Expensive jewelry, a cow cat lying on the wooden floor, with a ruby ​​necklace hanging around its neck, licking its paws with peace of mind, a very noble lady.

The blogger's ID is Wang Zai's father, and the time shows that this microblog was posted 5 minutes after He Shengqi showed off his signature.

Yan Zhao: "..."

Mr. Shen's vinegar point is too low!