The filming of the Sikongling version of the legend of Lu Xiaofeng finally started.

Martial arts culture is a fairy tale in Sikong Ling's heart, Gu Long is a dream, Jin Yong is a dream, and Huang Yi is another one. After filming this, perhaps Sikong Ling will have a perfect merit and no regrets, so that the dream of martial arts will sleep in the fairy tale memory forever.

Playing Ximen Chuxue is a game by Sikong Ling, but it’s a lot of play.

The biggest feature of this time is that the male actors are all acting, and even Lu Xiaofeng is not that handsome, let alone Master Ximen. In fact, Master Ximen is also an acting school. Who would be more relaxed than him? The actresses are all so beautiful that Huang Beilei played the leading female lead, and she had almost no interaction with the Sword God. This is her explanation to her best friend.

Because actresses have a poor acting skills, the hardest and the most stressful ones are also the ones who are under pressure. Sikong Ling often asks them to reshoot through the deputy director Niu Daya, which makes the girls resentful. This is a good ending. If Sikong criticizes them personally, they will directly scare them, so he rarely uses this method.

The simple beauties thought that Lord Sikong was a charity and never cursed. In fact, he handed over all the hatred to the deputy director and director. Seeing Lord Sikong appear, he was warmly welcomed by the girls, Niu Daya felt that he was unjustly dead.

But Niu Da also has his own gains, because he is the only guy in the entire crew who dares to run to smile with Lord Sikong. Even the beautiful woman who plays Mrs. Ximen Chuxue dares to go and talk nonsense with Lord Ximen. Even Director Xu is sitting upright in front of Lord Ximen. Therefore, the beauties unanimously believe that this deputy director and screenwriter is very awesome. With this illusion, Niu Daya finally captured the beautiful woman who plays Mrs. Ximen Chuxue with a dangling fortune!

Of course they have to keep secrets. Niu Daya, the brother of Xiaosha who has always claimed to be selfless, finally felt fear from the moment he successfully pushed down Mrs. Ximen Chuxue. If he had not pursued and did not provoke anyone, it would have nothing to do with him. But now... he didn't understand what Sikongling was thinking, and no one had ever understood. The more he didn't understand, the more he felt fear, and the joy of being soaked in the beauty these days was completely occupied by the fear of the young king.

Scientist Niu Daya screenwriter has been repeatedly asking himself: What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? It’s just that Mrs. Ximen Chuxue in the TV series is not Mrs. Sikong in reality, why am I so scared? This is unscientific!

Sikong Ling didn't notice Niu Daya's thief mentality because he was too busy. Don't watch filming here like a vacation, in fact, the affairs of California Bank are very heavy. Even if he has already delegated power to senior executives, he still has to handle a lot of decision-making work himself. That... The doctoral student's academic performance has been paused long ago, and the supervisor is already desperate for him. Every time he criticizes him, he just wants to raise more scientific research funds.

Niu Daya finally thought of a wonderful method to tamper with the script! Based on the original script, he secretly joined the ambiguous intersection between Ximen Chuxue and the first heroine. Sikong Ling became more and more wrong. Why did Huang Beilei appear in his plays constantly, which was much more interactive with Lu Xiaofeng.

Sikong Ling asked Niu Daya why there were signs of spoofing this script? Could it be that Ximen Chuxue would steal Lu Xiaofeng's lover in the future?

Niu Daya slapped her thigh and said, "You finally discovered it! Because... I found that our drama lacks a very critical element - emotional entanglement! After adding this element, this breakthrough martial arts drama will be perfect. What do you think?"

Once Ximen Chuxue stole Lu Xiaofeng's lover, the reputation of the sword god was ruined. Sikong Ling glanced at him and said, "Come on, come back in the future, what's the entanglement? Martial arts are fairy tales, fairy tales for adults, not fairy tales for adults."

Niu Daya broke out in a cold sweat and racked her brains to defend herself: "You misunderstood! I didn't ask you to steal Lu Xiaofeng's lover, but the beauty loves heroes. Lu Xiaofeng and the Sword God are both great heroes, so it is certain that the beauty has a good impression of both. The entanglement I mean is in the entanglement. In the end, it depends on how the acting is. At most, it will blur the ending, and the beauty is left in the world, and no one follows. Anyway, Lu Xiaofeng is a prodigal son."

Sikong Ling recognized this entanglement, but the development of the plot was beyond their expectations. Huang Beilei, the most outstanding acting player among the beauties, may have been too devoted to acting. In an intersection with Ximen Chuxue, she was going to perform a separation that might be a perfect match. She actually kissed Master Sword God with tears to everyone's surprise. Master Sword God's inexplicably surprised appearance was frozen as a "god acting" by the audience of the crew. Huang Beilei's passionate and bold image as a hero is also highly praised.

Everyone thinks that if this continues, it is good to have a unique love affair with Sword God, but Sikong Ling rejected everyone's words and insisted on deleting the original film the original stroke of the script. Many people were deeply disappointed, and Huang Beilei found a reason to stay away from everyone's sight after the performance. She didn't know what plot was in her head.

Did I do something sorry for Xue Jiang again? In order to calm down, Huang Beilei ran to Zhichan Temple to burn incense.

In the smoke, Huang Beilei, who was lit with fragrance, coughed twice, and then thought that the guy would definitely laugh at her as a foolish behavior as a kind man and a trustworthy woman. So he held the incense stick and was stunned. I wonder if he should continue. Other pilgrims were looking at her with strange eyes. There was also an ugly older leftover woman who snorted coldly, as if she was mocking Huang Beilei who was a fool, mocking Beijiang for being a beauty who was a beauty who was not a life-threatening product to find her self-esteem. He was using her pig's trotter to burn incense decisively. If Guo Degang was present, he would definitely be unable to help but give her a line: Bodhisattva, give me a hooligan!

Huang Beilei, who had only a chaotic heart, wandered alone in Zhichan Temple for a dusk, ate a vegetarian meal, and prepared to stay in the wing room here for a night, continue to feel the kindness of the Bodhisattva, and seek transcendence.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the female donor who was reading a yellow Buddhist scripture story in the wing room received a text message "Let's Wanmei Villa". Needless to say, this is the handwriting of Lord Sword God. It's getting late, and sending such a text message to girls at this time is generally very ambiguous, but these five words are concise and sharp. Not only does the yellow donor not have to bump into the deer, but he is uneasy. She has never met all the men in the world who are as cruel and ruthless as Lord Sword God. It's such a grievance.

There is no way, the sword god summons him, and if he doesn't go, he will die... Donor Huang seemed to be in the martial arts world and could not escape.

Drive her blue BMW M3 and she embarked on a tragic journey. The M series is BMW's high-performance car series, priced over one million yuan. Murong Bingxue bought a snow-white M3 and also encouraged Beijiang to buy a car with the same style and different colors, which is for the sister car.

When M3 came to the gate of the villa, the pulley of the automatic door hissing and rolled open.

Wanmei Villa is very big, but there are no servants. During the day, gardeners occasionally come to maintain the garden, but they will not appear in Wanmei Villa before 7 o'clock in the evening. The villa is deserted at night, as if it is a bloody mouth with darkness, waiting for a lost lamb like Beijiang.

A villa with no popularity at all is just like Ximen Chuxue's cold and arrogant temperament.

After getting off the car, Bei Jiang felt a chill, hugged her shoulders, and walked towards the brightly lit study. The study was full of books on finance, technology, IT, and biology, and five computers lined up in circles on large tables. Some screens showed the company's real-time operating data, some screens with black and green codes that others could not understand at all, some were smartphones, FIT furniture designs, and screens with emails and instant messaging. In short, it looked like a workaholic and his beloved work.

Beijiang pushed open the door of the study herself, while the boy was still staring at the computer screen and thinking intently.

The boy asked Beijiang to sit down, and it took him nearly ten minutes to finish his work.

The nervous Beijiang sat upright, not even having the pleasure of going through the idle books. Alas...

Seeing the boy turn his attention to him, Huang Beilei said weakly: "Yes... I'm sorry, I've done something wrong again..."

The boy came to her and looked at her straight.

Since the boy worked hard to train his body, he grew two centimeters in the first year, but just like a skyscraper has sealed its roof, it never rose again. Its size is the same as Murong Bingxue's 172 cm, and it is only 2cm taller than the 170cm Beilei. The mid-heeled shoes that Beilei wore looked slightly better.

In Huang Beilei's helpless eyes, the boy stretched out his left hand and gently lifted Beijiang's pink chin with his fingertips.

Even with such actions, Huang Beilei still didn't think the boy was teasing himself, and his eyes were even more frightened.

The beauty under the lamp is even more confused and tempting.

It was not until the boy slowly came up and kissed her fragrant lips that Huang Beilei was sure that the boy was not angry, but...

The soft, cool, fragrant beautiful girlish aura is similar and different from the unexpected kiss during the day. The gentle feeling fills the boy's heart.

A stream of heat and current flowing through the body, the beautiful blush covered her pretty face, but her uneasy heart was now flying and floating like flowing water facing the abyss.

The happiness is like the sauce pouring down from the Niagara Falls and like the daytime, the milk swallows pouring into their arms. The difference is that this time I devote myself to it wholeheartedly, without the strange gaze of watching, and no time limit.

The boy grabbed her soft body with his right hand, gently combed her smooth hair on his left, and asked gently, "Where have you gone?" The boy's face is like a statue, and once his voice becomes gentle, it is like the whole world is full of spring.

"Zhichan Temple, go and burn incense..." As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Beilei said "Oh" in his heart, it was broken, and now he was despised by the boy again.

Sure enough, the boy let out a harsh ridicule.

Bei Jiang was dissatisfied and protested in a tender voice: "He is not a strong atheist, or... he just goes to worship the Bodhisattva, mainly for peace of mind..."

The boy comforted her: "Oh, it's okay, this... Actually, the girl is quite cute when she is stupid. Does the Bodhisattva make you feel at ease?"

Beijiang: "...It seems that there is no...but it doesn't matter anymore. Now, I feel at ease." She held the boy's strong body steadily, and put some more effort into her hands.

"I'm sorry, I'm not very nice to you before..." The boy actually apologized.

Beijiang was as happy as a 7-year-old girl. She laughed twice and said, "It's okay, I forgot everything now. Haha, you will apologize!"

Boy: "Because... I want you very much."

Beijiang's little heart was beating, and it was obviously a little deer who had fallen into the teenage trap.
Chapter completed!