Qingsongyuan Cemetery
Instead of Qingming and Zhongyuan, it is as quiet as ever.
Yu Siyang climbed the steps, walked to the tombstone with his name on it halfway up the mountain, put down the flowers in his hands solemnly, folded his hands and bowed three times, then sat down on the ground in front of the tombstone with his knees crossed, and stroked the above. Photo.
"Yu Siyang..." He choked up when he spoke, looking at the familiar face in the photo, he had a thousand words but didn't know how to say them.
Having lived as an eighteen-year-old boy for so long, he became more and more unclear which Yu Siyang he was. The twenty-five-year-old orphan is just a memory that he fantasizes about because the blow of his family's destruction is too great.
"Mr. Xue found out that your second uncle, Yu Zhongmin, privately transferred the property of your father's company. The friend who tricked your father into investing and the finances who ran away the money were all arranged by Yu Zhongmin."
All the so-called investment funds went into Yu Zhongmin's pocket, but the financial officer took the money and went abroad to hide. He took the money himself, and Yu Zhongmin was looking for him.
It's a dog-eat-dog show.
Yu's father's company went bankrupt, not only because of Yu Zhongmin's handwriting, but also his aunt Yu Fang made a fortune in it.
Yu Zhongmin and Yu Fang transferred the company's huge property, and there were people from the imperial capital to help secretly, and Yu Siyang was brought in by them to be the scapegoat.
"They tricked you into inheriting your father's estate just to hide from the public." In fact, any inheritance is a liability. "If you give up your inheritance, you don't have to bear the debt."
Eighteen-year-old Yu Siyang, who is still a good student, understands this, plus his parents passed away one after another, he inherited a debt of more than 100 million yuan in a daze, and this is only the part of inheritance.
The young man didn't even think that it was his close relatives who ruined his originally happy family, made him an orphan, and caused him to carry huge debts.
"I will definitely bring those people to justice." Yu Siyang pressed his forehead against the tombstone, his eyes gradually moistening.
When he saw those materials, the feeling of anger he felt empathized with made him feel that he was the 18-year-old Yu Siyang who was betrayed by his relatives.
"Yu Siyang, I'm sorry." He choked: "I'm sorry, I took your life."
Is the boy still alive, or is he sleeping here forever
That night, Yu Siyang had a dream.
In the dream, he was walking among thorns, his feet were dripping with blood, but he felt no pain.
There was a clear blue sky above, and there was a tall tower in the distance, and there seemed to be a voice in his ear urging him to go there quickly.
His heart was against the tower, but his feet did not obey, and he walked faster and faster towards the tower.
'Don't go any more, don't go past. 'Suddenly, a man stood in front of him, and that man had exactly the same facial features as him.
The man said, "You should turn around. There are large roses behind you, a castle, and a handsome king in the castle."
He turned his head, and sure enough, there was a beautiful castle behind him.
The man hugged him from behind, stretched out one hand, pointed at the castle, and said, "This is where you should go, standing high and looking at the whole world."
"Let's go."
He walked towards the castle involuntarily. The thorns were no longer under his feet, but the soft grass. The big roses were blooming, and the air was sweet.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I am you." The man hugged him, "I am a coward without courage. Fortunately, I have you, thank you."
The man let go of his hand, his figure drifted away, and gradually faded away.
"Hey, where are you going, don't go!" He chased after a few steps, but the man gradually disappeared, "Don't go, ah ah..."
"Ooooooooooooooo..."
Yu Siyang screamed and fell off the bed, startling Aunt Wang who saw him wake up late and came to wake him up.
"Xiao Yu, what's the matter?"
Aunt Wang didn't bother to knock on the door, she hurriedly opened the door and ran in, only to see Yu Siyang fall face down on the carpet beside the bed.
"Aunt Wang, please help me to see if my face is flat." Yu Siyang's voice was muffled in the carpet, he is now relying on his face to eat.
Aunt Wang laughed and helped him up, patted his face, and said, "I'm not flat, but still so handsome, so handsome."
"..." Aunt Wang, you are really trendy.
"You have to go to film today, it's already late, wash up quickly, and go down to eat." Aunt Wang helped to fold the messy cups, "You didn't cook breakfast today, Mumu dislikes my craftsmanship. already."
Yu Siyang giggled twice and slipped into the bathroom.
After he washed and dressed, when he got to the restaurant, Mumu's breakfast was almost finished.
When Xue Yunmu saw his brother Yangyang, he immediately swallowed the porridge in his mouth, scratched his fingers on the fat face, and stuck out his tongue: "A little bit, my brother is a big slob."
Yu Siyang immediately strode over, hugging the little fat man and tickling.
"Hahahaha..." Xue Yunmu laughed out loud when he was scratched, his chubby little body twisting and turning.
Aunt Wang took the porridge to the restaurant and said with a smile, "Hurry up and have breakfast, stop playing."
"Thank you Aunt Wang." Yu Siyang sat down at the dining table.
"Brother, where is Dad?" Xue Yunmu asked.
Yu Siyang stroked the little guy's soft hair, "Dad has gone to the imperial capital, and he won't be back in a few days."
After finding out that the second uncle of the Yu family had secret support from people in the imperial capital, Xue Chengxiu made a special trip to the imperial capital, and the identity of the people behind the scenes seemed to be a bit of a story.
Xue Yunmu nodded obediently, and then said in a low voice, "Brother, the food that Grandma Wang cooks is not as good as that made by brother."
"Then don't tell Grandma Wang, she will be sad." Yu Siyang also cooperated and whispered.
Xue Yunmu nodded seriously.
"good."
After having a snack and having breakfast in freshman year, I went to kindergarten for kindergarteners and went to the studio for filming.
"Traitor" is a veritable big production, directed by a famous director, starring a superstar, investing 100 million yuan as a unit, the service is extremely exquisite, and a lot of special effects will be invested in post-production, a typical popcorn movie.
The film's male protagonist, King Qi, played by Zhan Heng, is a "chaotic thief" who plays with power and doesn't even care about the emperor. However, when the Beirong soldiers are overwhelmed, he fights for the country and dies of exhaustion.
It is Yi Jiaojiao who plays the heroine, the noble concubine, who holds the title of the most beautiful woman in the capital. She originally admired each other with King Qi, but the emperor fell in love with her. The eunuch beside the emperor designed her to enter the palace and became the emperor's The noble concubine finally learned that King Qi died in battle, and also hanged herself in the palace.
The personal eunuch and foster friend beside the emperor is played by Yu Siyang. He is cruel and ruthless. In order to help the emperor consolidate the imperial power, countless loyal ministers and generals died in his hands. Wanting to order the general Sima Lun to lead the army to attack, Sima Lun took the opportunity to ask the emperor to kill his confidant eunuch, and was poisoned by the emperor with a glass of poisonous wine.
This general, Sima Lun, is the second male lead, played by actor Li Yiliang. He is the only person in the movie who is truly loyal and upright. Not only does he dislike King Qi's manipulation of power, but he also regards his foster friend as a traitor. , and finally, also died for the country in the war with Beirong.
In short, all the main characters in the movie are dead.
"Don't all the movies and TV now pay attention to happy endings," Yu Siyang raised his hands and said to the prop master who helped him wear Weiya, "It's really okay for us to die in this movie."
One of the screenwriters in the group happened to pass by and put his shoulders on him and said, "This is called the beauty of imperfection. Generally speaking, it is easier to impress people with imperfections than perfect ones. And..." The screenwriter looked around, moved closer, and lowered his voice. Said: "Director Liu likes to change the script. Who knows if the final film is not the original script."
"Can you change the script during filming?" Xiaobai, a newcomer in the entertainment industry, asked stupidly.
The screenwriter said as a matter of course: "Of course, otherwise, why do you think that there are so many screenwriters following Director Liu's crew, of course, it is convenient for him to change the script anytime and anywhere."
"Every director's habits are different." The prop master explained to Yu Siyang: "Some directors like to revise the script before shooting, and then shoot according to the script. At most, it is only fine-tuning. Director Liu is a talented person."
Yu Siyang nodded and smiled: "Thank you for telling me, otherwise I won't understand anything."
His smile, coupled with the charming makeup of his foster friend, made the screenwriter and the props look stunned.
"Don't laugh at me ah ah ah... It's like making me commit a crime!!!" The screenwriter covered his face and ran away.
"..." Yu Siyang didn't know, so he went to see the props master.
The prop master laughed dryly: "Xiaoyu, don't laugh at me, I'm married."
"… "
what the hell
Yi Jiaojiao was lying on the reclining chair on the sidelines and waiting for the play. From her point of view, she happened to see Yu Siyang's smile just now, and she couldn't help but click her tongue in her heart - this is the little cutie I've seen before, she's clearly a monster, and she has a smile too. Intuit hook people.
"What are you looking at?" Zhan Heng sat down on another reclining chair and handed Yi Jiaojiao the vitamin drink in his hand.
"Look at your junior brother," Yi Jiaojiao took the drink and didn't drink it, "Your junior brother is very handsome."
Zhan Heng said proudly: "of course, don't look at who's junior and junior."
Yi Jiaojiao was too lazy to pay attention to him. He was praising Yu Siyang, not Zhanheng, so he had nothing to be proud of.
Zhan Heng lay on the reclining chair and looked at Yu Siyang, thinking to himself, my little phoenix has good eyes.
The martial arts instructor told Yu Siyang the main points of hanging Weiya tirelessly, rehearsing over and over again the movements to be filmed later, for fear that something might go wrong in this newcomer's first Weiya play.
Tang Hang nervously reconfirmed with the props engineer that Wia was fine, and still stood beside the props engineer who controlled Wia.
When he was notified by the company to follow Yu Siyang, he had already asked the company to look at Yu Siyang's files. He learned that he was injured and hospitalized due to Weiya problems a few months ago, so he paid special attention to this aspect.
In this scene, the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government filmed assassins entering the palace to assassinate their foster friend. The foster friend was a eunuch with an explosive force, and he killed more than a dozen assassins by himself.
The follow-up to this scene is that the foster friend attacked the court on the second day, and a large number of courtiers were wrongly imprisoned. King Qi also took his ride to eradicate dissidents in the court.
Yu Siyang and the group performers who played the assassins were already in their respective positions before the board was set.
Yu Siyang also deliberately created a handsome look.
As soon as the field record hits the board, he will be pulled by Weiya, and he will rise while turning in a circle, and the sword in his hand will follow him in a circle, sweeping all the assassins around him to the ground.
Then he rolled over in the air and jumped out of the assassin's encirclement, landing on the ground, holding the sword in his hand with a sword flower, his left hand behind him, and standing tall, the blower would blow a gust of wind, blowing his robes up and down.
The action seems simple, but in fact, it is really not something that ordinary people can do to hang Weiya over and over in the air.
In order to do this set of movements well, Yu Siyang had been hanging Weiya for a morning to practice, and he didn't even dare to eat more lunch, for fear that he would vomit out.
"Every unit is ready, the first scene of the fourth scene of the twenty-third act, start."
The foster friend stood in the circle of assassins, holding a sword in one hand, and snorted coldly: "Just a few of you rabble want to kill our family, your master is short of money, even the masters can't afford it, it stands to reason It shouldn't be, didn't your master cut off all the grain taxes in the five counties in the south of the Yangtze River this year?"
"There is so much nonsense when death is imminent." Assassin A scolded angrily: "We are going to kill the people today."
The foster friend sneered, and when the assassins came around, he jumped up, put one foot on the sword of one of the assassins, and turned around to sweep the assassin down.
He turned over and went out, grabbed a sword flower, pointed his sword at the assassin lying on the ground, and sneered: "We have seen a loyal and righteous person who is not afraid of death, but we have never seen an idiot who is overly capable of killing himself. It's been a long time."
"Gun, go to hell—" Assassin A got up from the ground, grabbed the sword and rushed towards the foster friend.
"Crack—" Liu Cai shouted to stop with a loud horn.
The dragon actor who played the assassin armor couldn't hold back the momentum, and he was about to run into Yu Siyang.
If the two collided, they wouldn't have to fall out.
"Si Yang—get out of the way—" Tang Hang yelled, and was about to run into the field in a hurry.
Suddenly, Yu Siyang rose up into the sky, and the dragon set actor ran under his feet and hit the prop water tank behind him, screaming "Ow".
Yu Siyang was hanged in the air by Weiya, kicked his legs, and said jokingly, "I thought I suddenly had light power."
I couldn't help laughing when I had to run over to pull him for a few field duties.
Tang Hang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, patted the prop master who controlled Weiya on the shoulder, and said gratefully, "Thanks, brother, you are really witty."
The prop master proudly raised his chest and raised his head: "Of course."