"Brother Zixu, if there is an afterlife, Qianrong only wishes that she never has to meet you again."
The third princess of the Kun Kingdom was dressed in a gorgeous dress and had her hair tied up in a high bun. The moment she walked out of the palace gate, a tear fell from her beautiful phoenix eyes.
The second son named Zixu froze in place, not even having the courage to look back. Although he was smiling, his face was frighteningly pale, "Oh, for the sake of the emperor of Liao, you can abandon the princess." Identity, abandoning this country, how could you be willing to stay for me?"
Qianrong bit her lip tightly, with tears still rolling in her eyes, "I'm sorry... Brother Zixu, but I really love him, it doesn't matter even if I sacrifice my life for him!"
Zixu laughed lowly, always facing her, but his straight back showed a slight tremor, "Okay... okay, you go, go far away! Find the Dog Emperor of Liao Kingdom, from now on There is no childhood sweetheart or sweetheart, the friendship between you and me has been severed, and we will fight until death!"
He drew out the sword from his waist and cut off the black hair hanging behind him, but never looked at her again. Qianrong finally couldn't help but choked and cried. She turned back and looked at him deeply, "Brother Zixu... Bye now… "
"roll!"
The red clothes disappeared between the pillars of the sculpture gallery. Zixu slowly turned around, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, and tears were streaming down his face...
"Cut!" the director ordered and clapped his hands, "Well done, Jin Shu's performance is perfect! Today is Valentine's Day, I'll give you half a day off, call it a day!"
The entire crew cheered. In order to shoot this scene, which is the climax of the entire drama, everyone started working at midnight last night and now at one afternoon, it is finally over. Everyone was so excited that they packed up their things and prepared to go home and have a good night's sleep before going shopping and eating with their boyfriends and girlfriends.
The sweet-looking heroine rolled up her sleeves and patted Yun Jinshu's shoulder, smiling, "Jinshu, I've had a hard day today. I made mistakes in my lines several times and you helped me smooth things over. To express my gratitude to Noon How about I treat you to dinner, as a favor?"
The beauty smiled extremely charmingly, and blinked at Yun Jinshu who was watching the TV with her big watery eyes. The deep meaning was obvious, not to mention choosing Valentine's Day as a treat, no matter how you look at it, it was subtle. It's a pity that Yun Jinshu was not in the mood at this time. He smiled and curled up his lips, "Forget it, how can you let a beautiful woman spend money? I have something to do for a while, and I'm afraid it will ruin your interest. I'll treat you next time."
Yun Jinshu is good-looking, and his mouth is sweet and coaxing. He can hit back with a thousand pounds in one sentence, but he does not offend the beauty at all. The beautiful heroine thought that he was going to have a girlfriend soon, so she had to shrug her shoulders sadly and waved to him, "Okay, see you next time, I'll remember if you want to treat me."
With a smile on her face, she walked aside to chat with other actresses.
Yun Jinshu saw her walking away before holding on to the door frame to steady his body. After spinning for days and nights, his physical strength had long been exhausted. At this time, he felt dizzy, his vision went black, and he felt nauseous. Previously, the director When asked to show Zixu's painful struggle, this pale face helped a lot.
Thinking of this, someone walked by him carrying a lunch box, and his stomach churned. He covered his chest and couldn't help but wonder. In the past, such high-intensity work was commonplace, and he had never seen himself so "weak". Why has it become so abnormal these past few days
He frowned in confusion and sent a text message to Zhao Hanchuan to call it a day. Just as he was about to turn around and go to the dressing room to change clothes, a group of women suddenly screamed in surprise from behind.
"Wow! What a beautiful flower!"
"That's right. Is this for our heroine? So happy!"
"I have lived for more than thirty years, but I have never received a red rose. I am so envious and jealous! Wow!"
A group of women gathered together and screamed in surprise, but the courier who delivered the flowers had a calm face: "Is there a Mr. Yun Jinshu here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Jinshu turned around in astonishment, and all the women's jaws dropped in surprise. Then the next second, they rushed towards Yun Jinshu and gave him a "crazy pinch".
"Jinshu, I can't tell how enthusiastic your girlfriend is!"
"Hurry up and tell me what your girlfriend does? The one who is hot and chases after a girl is really stunning!"
"It's over, it's over. Our Jinshu family also has an owner. My glass heart has been broken into eight petals! Woohoo~"
The entire crew was blown away by this bouquet of roses. Yun Jinshu, one head and two big, was completely out of the situation. He was pushed in front of the courier brother by a group of women and said bravely, "Well... I am Yun Jinshu, but you Are you sure you didn’t find the wrong person?”
The courier guy looked confused and looked at the card again, "That's right, it's Yunjinshu. 'Who in the clouds sent brocades?' Come to that Yunjinshu. Mr. Yun, I have other flowers to send, please Please sign for it."
Yun Jinshu had no choice but to sign and accept the rose.
This was a handful of thirty fiery red roses, wrapped in goose-yellow gauze, still stained with fresh dew. A girl next to her glanced here and blinked at Yun Jinshu ambiguously, "Oh, Thirty red roses mean 'please accept my love'."
Yun Jinshu was stunned for a moment and found a card in the bouquet. The handwriting on it was very familiar to him.
MISSYOUSOMUCHbyHAN
Seeing the familiar font and the final signature on the card, Yun Jinshu's face suddenly turned cold.
"Please accept my love"
Yun Jinshu sneered, thinking that when he dug out his heart and waited for the love of Master Han, where were the others? Now I just send roses casually and say these sarcastic sweet words. Only the devil knows what I am thinking.
When he walked into the dressing room with this bouquet of roses, he threw it aside without even being interested in looking at it carefully.
Anyway, people like Han Jiang always have a warm and affectionate look. Who knows how many people will receive roses from Boss Han this Valentine's Day
After changing into a costume, Zhao Hanchuan was already waiting for him at the entrance of the set. He took the script and threw the flowers into the trash can. However, after thinking about it, he felt that if he threw it casually in the set like this, he would not be caught behind his back. After making irresponsible remarks and rubbing his eyebrows helplessly, he still took the flowers and walked out.
Zhao Hanchuan watched from a distance as he walked over with a rose, and waved to him jokingly, "Hey, you are very lucky. Which beauty on the crew fell in love with you?"
Yun Jinshu smiled, opened the car door and sat on the passenger seat, then stuffed the rose into Zhao Hanchuan's arms, "No, they didn't give it to me. I've been coveting your beauty for a long time. I can't bear it until today." I can only express my feelings to you because I feel itchy, Aunt Zhao, do you feel my raging love!?"
"Bah!" Zhao Hanchuan rolled his eyes at the car, took out the card from the rose and looked at it with a look of disgust, "Next time you make nonsense, please remember to remove the dazzling 'HAN' on the card first. ?”
Yun Jinshu laughed a few times and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't you allow me to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha? They are all roses anyway, so you can just accept them. I thank you for eight generations of ancestors."
Zhao Hanchuan ignored him, raised his hand and gave him a slap on the forehead, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out more than ten meters in an instant.
Before Yun Jinshu could fasten his seat belt, he was suddenly shaken out. His head, which was already dizzy, buzzed suddenly, and a large amount of acidic water surged up in his stomach.
"Well..." He felt extremely nauseated and covered his mouth, "Slow down, I... I feel sick..."
Zhao Hanchuan was stunned for a moment, then slowed down the car, and asked him worriedly, "What's going on? Weren't you fine before? Why did you suddenly feel nauseous? Did you eat something bad?"
Yun Jinshu quickly waved his hand, "It's okay. I guess it may have been due to filming all night last night. The lack of oxygen in the head has compressed the nerves. Just go back and take a nap and it will be fine."
"Can you hold on? If not, just quit the clothing endorsement in the afternoon. I'll just say hello to the manufacturer."
"No, I know my own body well, so don't worry so much." Yun Jinshu was most afraid of Zhao Hanchuan's nagging, so he quickly patted him on the shoulder, "Play music, maybe I can listen to the music and change my mind. alright."
Zhao Hanchuan rolled his eyelids and pressed the car radio. After a rustling sound, a voice came from the radio:
"... The Wen Zeyun scandal that has caused a lot of noise recently has finally settled. Wen Zeyun, who disappeared for many days yesterday, held a press conference and claimed that this was a false frame-up... "
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hanchuan changed the channel nervously. Yun Jinshu's expression suddenly froze, and he grabbed his wrist and looked at him intently, "Brother Zhao, when did Wen Zeyun hold a press conference? What should I do? have no idea?"
Zhao Hanchuan glanced at him with a look of embarrassment and worry, and rarely stuttered, "Just...yesterday, you were rushing to catch up on the filming schedule in the closed environment of the crew, so I didn't tell you."
"Oh, Jin Shu, you also know what Wen Zeyun is. It is a sure thing that the Wen family will clear his name. Why do you bother yourself by listening to these things? Listen to me. We won't listen to this. Let's change the channel."
"Listen." Yun Jinshu's face was gloomy and scary, and he looked at him with stern eyes, seemingly with a hint of decisive pleading.
Zhao Hanchuan suddenly choked, and finally had to give up and change the channel back. He stared at the windshield tightly, not daring to look at Yun Jinshu's face at this time.
"... Wen Zeyun claimed that all the videos and videos were forged and untrue. The following is a real-time recording obtained from the scene."
There was another rustling sound from the tape recorder, followed by Wen Zeyun's voice. He seemed to be crying and sobbing.
"... I did not drug anyone or force anyone into prostitution. It was the so-called victim, Mr. Y, who came to me. He wanted to quickly rise to power in this way. I was also unconscious at the time in order to raise funds. Because he and Wang Chuan were a bit pretentious in the past, he reluctantly agreed to help him connect the dots, and even said such words... "
"But I guarantee that the video posted online has been processed. If the video is real, why is there no scene of the assistant drugging Mr. Y? This person deliberately confuses the public just to frame him. I can't do anything about it. As for me The paper bag given to Wang Chuan did not contain hallucinogens, but condoms and lubricants. I have a purchase list here, and the police can prove it for me. As for the sentence in the recording, it was also edited and pieced together. The police I also made a technical judgment, I won’t lie about this.”
"Although things are not what everyone thinks, it is indeed my fault as a director for agreeing to pimp an actor. I feel deeply guilty and have broken the trust of all the media and friends in the entertainment industry. I am really sorry for this. I am very sad. To express my apology, I... I am willing to quit the entertainment industry forever. Most of the filming of the previous "Tree Like This" has basically been completed, and I am also willing to give the copyright to major theaters for free, thank you everyone!"
In the end, Wen Zeyun almost burst into tears, the sound of flashing lights rang out, and the veins on the back of Yun Jinshu's hands were stretched.
At this time, the program seemed not to have ended yet, and the anchor's voice came from the radio, "The afternoon after Wen Zeyun held a press conference, the police gave an official statement. First, the paper bag that appeared in the video was tested and did not cause Hallucinogen ingredients, videos and videos do have traces of editing. Second, there is no concrete evidence to prove that Wen Zeyun instructed Wang Chuan to administer hallucinogens to Mr. Y, so the police cannot convict him. Third, the victim, Mr. Y, has never appeared. , and did not go to the police station to report the crime. According to the principle of not reporting and ignoring the case, he was cleared of any suspicion."
"... In the end, the police attributed the incident to a voluntary unspoken incident. Although it should be morally condemned, it did not constitute a crime. Wen Zeyun was also acquitted yesterday. This station will continue to pay attention to the follow-up reports of this incident. …”
The sound of advertisements came from all directions in the carriage. Yun Jinshu's expression turned extremely ugly. If he had had a mirror in front of him at this time, he would have known how twisted and hideous his face was.
Zhao Hanchuan was scared, stopped the car, hugged Yun Jinshu's shoulders tightly, and whispered softly: "Jinshu, don't be like this... If you are angry, just hit me or smash the car. It doesn't matter. Don't hold it in your heart and think about you like this." I...I feel terrible..."
After a long time, Yun Jinshu laughed softly, and his laughter became louder and louder. A few streaks of blood shot out of his originally clean and clear eyes, and hatred burst out from them.
He patted Zhao Hanchuan's hand and smiled indifferently, "Brother Zhao, you are thinking too much. I'm not angry, and I can't think about it anymore. I still want to save my life and continue to fight with them."
It was the first time that Zhao Hanchuan saw such a Yun Jinshu. He seemed to have completely torn apart his easy-going appearance, revealing the darkest and most ferocious side of his heart. His heart trembled and cold sweat broke out on his back, "This Wen Zeyun is not just You are so vicious! He has definitely identified you as someone who is in the entertainment industry. He is most afraid of scandals and sex trade. He cannot just jump out and admit that he was the victim that night, so he dares to be so fearless!"
"And that old weirdo from the Wen family loves his son to the point of being crazy! He bribes the police to hide the truth, lies with his eyes open, and there is nothing else he dares to do!"
The more Zhao Hanchuan thought about it, the angrier he became. He slammed the steering wheel, "Beep!" A harsh horn sounded, but Yun Jinshu narrowed his eyes and laughed softly.
"Brother Zhao, you know, I want to thank the Wen family for this trick, which made me completely lose my last patience with Wen Zeyun."
"What...what do you mean?" Concern flashed across Zhao Hanchuan's face.
"Haha... I don't want to do anything, it's just trying my best."
Yun Jinshu smiled very casually, as if the hatred that burst out before was all Zhao Hanchuan's hallucination.
He stared at the windshield in front of him, his eyes filled with uncertainty. He picked up a rose petal and squeezed it gently in his hand. The rose juice in his hand was like blood.
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True hatred does not require bloodshed, just a slight flame can burn the entire grassland. After being weak and stupid for so long, it is time for him to escape and seek justice for himself.
Those who felt sorry for him were asked to be dealt with by him one by one. A certain line from this morning suddenly appeared in his mind, and Yun Jinshu raised the corner of his mouth slightly...
We will fight to the death!
The author has something to say: I really want to strangle Wen Zeyun to death! ! ! ! No one can stop me! ! ! ! ! If he wasn't afraid of God's unfolding, I would want him to see the Lord of Hell tomorrow! ! ! ! ! o(≧口≦)o
Jinshu is rising, please be patient...
PS: I came back too late today. I started writing this chapter in 9. There may be bugs if I write it too fast. If you see it, please tell me~ I have something to go out tomorrow, so the update may be a little late... Wow, I'm sorry. ┭┮﹏┭┮
PPS: Thank you for throwing landmines drunkenly, thank you for smiling sweetly? Why did you change your ID? Throw a grenade~(*╯╰)
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