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Qi Yuan'an wore a majestic dragon robe, and came to the city gate in a sedan chair.

Next to her, Pan Lingling was wearing the empress's fancy dress and a jeweled headband. She looked more temperamental than an actress.

God damn amateur guest!

Qi Weiyi wanted to swear, but because he was an idol, he held back the swear words.

These two old men and old ladies really don't have time to watch themselves, but they can rush to record the show in their spare time.

People in their seventies and eighties, how can they be so energetic?

"My emperor's son." Qi Yuan'an walked towards Qi Weiyi, and called out very engrossingly.

"Wait, isn't the seniority a little messy?" Qi Weiyi stopped him and turned to discuss with the program group, "Should he call me the grandson?"

"In the setting, you are his youngest son." The director replied.

If it is called the emperor's grandson, if the audience asks 'why not pass the throne to the son', the program team has to find a way to justify itself.

You can't let all the emperor's sons die, can you?

How bad the living conditions were.

"Okay." Qi Weiyi accepted this setting, and suddenly asked happily, "Is Qi Han here?"

"Hanhan is at work." Pan Lingling said something, and asked puzzledly, "What do you ask him for?"

Could it be that the two of them come here to make trouble with the cub, are they not as good as a Qi Han?

The old man was a little sad.

"If he comes here," Qi Weiyi briefly calculated the task relationship, and said seriously, "he should call me Dad."

Qi Yuanan: ...

It seems to be right, Qi Han is his eldest grandson, and Qi Weiyi is the only son in his own settings, so let's replace them in equal amounts.

Qi Weiyi = Qi Han's father.

Chairman Anyuan needs to know that this will cause him to cry and faint in the toilet.

After all the guests had assembled, Qi Weiyi led a group of people into the film and television base for recording.

According to the script, in the first scene, the emperor passed the throne to the prince and asked him to choose a beautiful girl into the palace.

Qi Weiyi sat on the high platform, and saw a group of NPCs standing below, all dressed up beautifully.

The staff sent over the list of several to be selected and reminded him to read it according to the above.

You know, Qi Weiyi seldom plays cards according to the script.He looked over, and suddenly had a bad taste, "If I don't choose any of them, the show won't last, right?"

"It's still possible to continue acting." The next screenwriter replied, "If you don't choose, they will go to the palace to be palace maids or weavers, and then get your love through other methods."

"Forget it..." By other methods, in other words, wouldn't it be secretly calculating yourself?

Qi Weiyi hated the feeling of being counted, so he finished reading the list and started the next link.

According to Qi Weiyi's understanding, the setting of the harem scene in the script is equivalent to the live-action version of the "Strategy of Weiwei" game.

After several female guests entered the palace, they could earn favorability points from Qi Weiyi by completing tasks or triggering hidden plots, thus getting a chance to be promoted.

The promotion rules are a simplified version of the harem concubine position, which is divided into four grades in total.Concubine, concubine, imperial concubine, empress.The person who becomes the queen in the end is the biggest winner of this palace fight.

And Yan Qingcheng, who was already in the queen's position, expressed trembling.The script given by the director did not explain her whereabouts, so is she really going to be betrothed to a pig?

Before Qi Weiyi participated, he rejected the script.After hearing the rules, I became interested again, wanting to know how those women want to please themselves.

After all, in this strategy, he acts as a referee, which means he can manipulate the world as he pleases.

"The imperial decree is here!" The great eunuch played by the screenwriter choked out his voice, very similar to that, changing clothes means Dongfang Bubai.

"By heaven's blessing, the emperor's edict said. I like to watch Cuju recently, please make arrangements for it, please!" The screenwriter finished reading the imperial edict loudly, and handed a ball to the girls who had just changed their clothes.

"Why should I watch the Cuju Competition? Is the national football team not enough for me to watch?" Qi Weiyi stared at the screenwriter inexplicably, "Falsely preaching the imperial decree will be executed according to the law."

"This is how the script is arranged!" 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, the screenwriter couldn't show off his role this time, so he had to follow his whims.

"Isn't it good to play football?" Qi Yuan'an participated in the recording of a variety show for the first time, and happily followed behind, "All the girls go to play football, and the queen also goes."

"Me?" Yan Qingcheng, who was trying to reduce her sense of presence, hesitated for a moment, and followed his request to the center of the flat open space.

"Yes, let's keep the rules simple. If you score a goal, you will be promoted by one position. Queen, you are responsible for keeping the goal. If you let a ball go, you will be demoted by one rank." Qi Yuanan made up a rule at random, and immediately wrote the script that the screenwriter had prepared. Make a mess.

According to him, the ranks of several girls may change at any time, and the scene becomes complicated and confusing, which is much more interesting than the previous setting where winning the game can only raise ranks.

"With all due respect, are you an old devil?" the screenwriter next to him muttered.

It can be regarded as knowing who Qi Weiyi looks like, and the feelings are passed down from generation to generation.

"What?" Qi Yuanan looked at him cheerfully.

"Nothing!" The screenwriter shut up wisely.

"It's fun, that's it. You guys prepare first, I..." Qi Weiyi rolled up his sleeves while speaking, and dexterously climbed up the peach tree planted next to him.

Most of the peach trees in the film and television base are ornamental peach blossom trees, which do not bear fruit.But there are two or three exceptions. The peaches at the bottom have been picked by the staff long ago, and there are a few overripe fish that slipped through the net.

Qi Weiyi lifted up the hem of his clothes and deftly climbed up, pulled down the branches and picked them all off.

The staff were afraid that he would fall, so they surrounded him in panic.Qi Yuan'an and Pan Lingling were not nervous, they looked relieved from below.

"Weiwei is still the same." Qi Yuanan said to Pan Lingling.

"That's right, it's only when you're eating so hard." Pan Lingling agreed with emotion.

I really don't know what is so touching about these two old people.

Qi Weiyi picked peaches and jumped off the tree, sat down at a stone table in the shade, and enjoyed the heroine's Cuju competition comfortably.

"Little Taozi, fan me." Qi Weiyi greeted.

"Your Majesty, I'm a great eunuch and I don't do such things." The screenwriter replied, "I'm not Xiao Taozi either."

"Then find me a second eunuch." Qi Weiyi rolled his eyes at him, "I'm hot."

It is already summer in May, and today is sunny.

He was already very hot in his thick robe and jacket, not to mention jumping up and down just now.

Thinking of this, Qi Weiyi sympathized with the women who were forced to play football.

Turning around, I found that they all put on short-sleeved shorts and knee pads on their knees, which was very cool.

The program team also knew it was hot, so they didn't dare to let them play football with their hands on the inner and outer floors, otherwise something would happen.

"Immorality, I don't know how to behave. God, why do I have such a group of concubines." Qi Weiyi peeled the peach skin and gnawed it, shaking his head.

Chu Xian wandered over and followed suit, and encouraged, "Speak more about straight men, and I will make an edit for you later."

The screenwriter thought it was funny, and added, "Girls wearing so little clothes when going out are obviously inviting people to commit crimes."

The irony is very obvious.

The referee blew the whistle, and the Cuju competition officially started.Compared with the current rules, Cuju in the program is much simpler.There is no team, kicking in is counted as scoring.

At the beginning of the game, Han Yin grabbed the ball first, but was stopped by Zou Jiu when he was about to enter the goal.Zou Jiu kicked and hit the door frame and bounced back, another actress saw the opportunity and kicked in.

"Lan Xiunu was promoted to Concubine Lan! Empress Qing was demoted to Concubine Qing!" The referee announced immediately.

"Is it so casual?" Yan Qingcheng obviously didn't move much, already panting from exhaustion.

Her eldest lady's hobby is 'reading and writing poetry', which has nothing to do with sports.

However, Zou Jiu's family runs a martial arts gym, Han Yin is a monster who runs 5000 meters every morning, and the remaining two girls are not weak in physical fitness.

In just 10 minutes of the game, the points of the remaining players continued to rise, while Yan Qingcheng had already been demoted from queen to court lady.

The reason why she became a palace lady is because the program does not have the setting of a cold palace.

"The competition is over, ladies and gentlemen, please change your clothes and have lunch with the emperor." The screenwriter finished speaking in the eunuch's voice, and then said to Yan Qingcheng, "As a court lady, you are responsible for serving dishes to the emperor."

"I've become a court lady, can't I stay away from him?" Yan Qingcheng broke down, "What is cloth?"

She was completely too lazy to hide her ignorance, and she had to ask such a simple word.

The screenwriter coughed lightly, "It's just food."

...You might as well just say hello!Yan Qingcheng was a little desperate, feeling that she was not far from being betrothed to a pig.

"There is actually a meal session in this episode!" Qi Weiyi heard, and quickly stuffed the half-gnawed peach into Qi Yuanan's hands, "If I had known, I wouldn't have eaten so much."

Just as Qi Yuanan got up, he had half a peach in his hand.

The old man dotes on the child and is reluctant to beat and scold him. He said with a smile, "Grandpa will keep the peaches for you until you finish eating."

Qi Weiyi made him say with horror, "I'll be full after eating."

"Then eat it when you are hungry. We must be good children and not waste food." Qi Yuan'an said kindly, "Even if there are bugs and mold at that time, you have to eat it. Because you When you eat it, the peach is fresh, and the bugs are not the fault of the peach."

"I see, I can eat it!" Qi Weiyi is not afraid of worms, but eating peaches and worms is another matter.He took the peach back from Qi Yuanan's hand, gnawed it clean, wiped his mouth before going to eat.

The screenwriter and other staff members felt their eyes were opened.

Qi Weiyi is a child who is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is actually afraid of his grandfather's reasoning.

The plot setting of the variety show "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" may have funny elements, but the re-enactment of ancient etiquette and rituals is always more serious.

Before Qi Weiyi came in, everyone in the palace was standing, and no one sat down before the emperor sat down.

As soon as Qi Weiyi took his seat, everyone saluted him together, and only sat down when they heard Pingshen.

It is said that they are eating together, but they are not surrounded by a table in the usual sense. Every concubine has his own place, and there is only Qi Weiyi next to the big table.

This arrangement is probably to prevent others from poisoning the emperor when they are eating.

Qi Weiyi glanced at the taciturn Yan Qingcheng beside him, and felt that this setting was still unscientific.

Mingming, who was most likely to poison him, was still standing beside him.

"Lady, serve the emperor quickly. Remember, no more than three bites of each dish." The screenwriter reminded, "This is the rule. No matter how much the emperor likes the dish, he can only eat three bites."

"The emperor is so pitiful." The food and things you like need to be restrained, but the women in the harem have everything you need.

Restraining pursuits and indulging desires is really putting the cart before the horse.