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Rong Guang thought about it carefully, but he didn't come up with any results.
After all, when Cha Cha was three years old, Rong Guang himself was not very young.
Rong Guang was stunned by this question. After thinking about it for a long time, he got nothing. He sighed and said, "Sister, I don't think about it anymore I just remember that you were reluctant to talk when you were a child. It's different from now." .¡±
In fact, when he was a child, Chacha was not only unwilling to talk.
With the exception of a few children of similar age to her, she looked at everyone with guarded eyes, like a cat that would bite anyone anytime and anywhere.
Cha Cha just asked casually, not intending to get any serious answer.
After all, Rongguang lived with his biological parents before he was eight years old, and she did not grow up together. Not many people can clearly remember what the unspectacular kid next door was like when they were seven or eight years old.
Probably when the three of them were chatting, they looked towards Duan Nong too often. Duan Nong looked at them for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and rushed over with fury all over.
¡°You guys just chat, why do you always look at me?!¡± Duan Nong said fiercely.
Chu Feiliang sat in a very leisurely posture and said nothing.
She didn¡¯t say anything, and Duan Nong didn¡¯t dare to ask. Now he didn¡¯t dare to provoke Cha Cha. He was afraid that Rong Guang would really get angry with her, so he could only say to Rong Guang, ¡°I¡¯m asking you!¡±
"I didn't say anything." Rong Guang shrugged, thought for a while, and said, "Teacher Chu was just talking about what you were like when you were a child. I was curious and listened to a few words."
"What happened when I was a child?" Duan Nong had a look of doubt on his face, but when he looked at the expressions of the three of them, he didn't seem to be faking it. He didn't think much about it, and soon he said with bright eyes: "If you want to know what happened when I was a child, you can directly Just ask me, I'll tell you everything, I'm telling you myself, it's no more true than what outsiders tell you!"
Rong Guang expressed deep doubts about the second half of Duan Nong's words.
If Duan Nong were to retell that even shocking experience, I'm afraid it would be - "When I was three years old, there was a fire in my room. I calmly opened the fire hydrant to extinguish the fire and twisted the sheets into a safety rope. , climbed out of the window and saved the whole family!"
It may even be more exaggerated.
So Rong Guang smiled perfunctorily and said, "There is a chance, there is a chance."
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Zhang Nanchuan had already set up the scene. When he came to look for someone, he saw Duan Nong. He looked up and down and said, "Team Rong Guang?"
Duan Nong nodded, and now the arrogance he had always carried on his face finally disappeared, becoming humble and polite, and said: "Hello, Director Zhang, I am Duan Nong, please give me your advice."
Zhang Nanchuan waved his hand. He was used to being idle and couldn't stand the unique way of greeting the trainees. He said: "Okay, don't do this - Chu Siyue brought it in for you personally. I think you must at least It¡¯s also qualified. I heard that you brought two acting teachers with you this time?¡±
"Yes." Duan Nong was a little nervous. He looked around and said, "The acting teacher will help me practice in private. If there is anything I don't understand about the script, I will ask Rong Guanghe and Teacher Chu."
"It's feasible." Zhang Nanchuan nodded. He should know the two professional teachers and said, "Xiao Rong and Xiao Chu often discuss these together. You and Rong Guang are in the same group. Please ask for advice if you have nothing to do. Okay, the snow scene is almost done. , you two are ready to start filming, you have to change scenes in the afternoon, so hurry up."
Rong Guang nodded and followed into the dressing room to change.
It just so happened that the scene she was going to shoot today was the scene she and Chu Feiliang discussed not long ago.
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It was the middle of winter, and there was a desolate and quiet scene outside the window.
The thick bright yellow inside the house mixed with the rising ambergris from the incense burner in the house made the already dull atmosphere even lower. Everyone wanted to hold their breath for fear of disturbing the people lying on the dragon collapse. people.
Rongguang's shoulders, head, and even the tips of her brows were all covered with thick frost and snow. The snow beads on her eyelashes melted when exposed to the heat, and became water vapor hanging on the eyelashes.
She appeared from behind the screen and sat majestically on a seat not far from the dragon bed.
The eunuch in charge lowered his head, but said not a word.
From his face, the bossy look he had when he first saw Wen Mu was no longer visible.
"Jiang Aiqing is here?" An old and hoarse voice sounded from the bed, and then??, a hand that was already covered with age spots and was very thin was slightly raised, and then fell heavily back to the bed.
The eunuch was shaken all over and his head was lowered a little.
Jiang Wenmou took a sip of the smoking hot tea, put down the cup slowly, frowned, clasped his hands, and walked to the window.
"Your Majesty, there are only a few grassroots people here, without your beloved." Her voice was hoarse, and there were still fallen snow on her hair and shoulders, and she carried the cold breath of frost and snow on her body.
This cold smell seemed to spread to the bed, and the skinny old man's cloudy eyes became clear for a while. His voice briefly became sonorous and powerful, and he said, "Are you complaining about me?"
"Common people don't dare." Jiang Wenmou coughed twice, and finally withdrew his gaze from the thick snow outside the window, walked indoors, and immediately knelt on one knee unhurriedly, with a look that could not be concealed between his eyebrows. exhausted.
"What are you afraid of?" The emperor on the dragon bed tilted his head slightly. His face behind the gauze curtain was filled with a dying green air. His eyes were cloudy again, but the struggle and unwillingness in his eyes were very obvious. , "The young Zhuge of the time inherited the talents and learning of the founding prime minister, and even excelled in his skills - I ask you, can you help me?!"
"The common people are incompetent." Jiang Wenmou lowered his head, with a wry smile on his lips. He shook it slowly and said, "The common people are not interested in the world. They drag around such a sick and disabled body, just hanging on and spending time in desolation. That¡¯s all, I can¡¯t live up to His Majesty¡¯s trust.¡±
"You¡ª¡ª!" The old man on the dragon bed was so angry that he suddenly started coughing heavily. His voice was like a dilapidated old bellows. He seemed to be unable to take a breath several times.
Many people suddenly came out of the house, Taiyi, Guard, Palace, eunuch, etc., and the water in the dragon bed was not leaked.
There were so many people and figures that even at noon when the sky was bright, the room seemed groggy and dark.
After a long while, the person on the hospital bed finally stabilized his emotions, his hands were trembling, and he could no longer sit up at all.
His pupils were turbid, and the edges of his pupils were no longer clear. They were mixed with green, as if they were on the verge of death. His appearance was very different from the majestic emperor in Jiang Wenmou's impression.
Jiang Wenmou sighed inwardly, his eyebrows even more constricted.
"Do you knowhow is the eldest princess doing now?" The emperor finally said a word intermittently.
Jiang Wenmou's whole body trembled as soon as the words "eldest princess" came into his ears.
She gave a silent bitter smile and sighed: "It is a sinful debt, so why does Your Majesty need to tell the story again."
The old man on the dragon bed ignored Jiang Wenmou's words, but said to himself: "The princess is so powerful that there are voices calling for her to ascend the throne both inside and outside the court. But it is impossible for me to destroy the power of a monarch." This position cannot be left in the hands of a woman, even if she is my biological daughter or a princess."
Jiang Wenmou only twitched the corners of his lips and said nothing.
"Between the princess and the prince, I must keep the prince." The emperor took a breath and said: "The royal family has no family ties at all. It is difficult to coexist between power and family ties, and I am helpless. "
Jiang Wenmou said with a cold face: "Your Majesty certainly has his own reasons."
"Are you still blaming me for driving the princess to a dead end? So you don't want to take action to assist the prince in ascending the throne?" The emperor sneered, and clenched the tassel by the window with his skinny hands, forcing himself to stand up a little. He asked seriously: "Are you blaming me for forcing your children to die one by one? But do you think I have a choice? I have no choice but to do it-! Cough-"
There were bouts of heavy coughing again, and the hall was once again crowded with people.
Jiang Wenmou always knelt on the ground. Only when the crowd was particularly noisy, he would raise his head to take a look at these people's trembling bodies and their eyes with different thoughts.
Finally, the crowds all faded away again.
The emperor had only the strength to breathe. He fell on the bed, his voice was hoarse, but he could only make a broken sound of 'ho ho' from his throat.
Jiang Wenmou said at this time: "Since Your Majesty can't say it, let the common people do it for you."
"If the person who ascends the throne is a princess, she will surely win the hearts of both the court and the public. The prince is not without talent or virtue, but he is too young. When the princess entrusts the throne to the prince, it will definitely be a peaceful and prosperous age. At that time, the prince will definitely be a wise king of the country."
"Your majesty's relationship is weak, and there are even signs of heirs taking over the legitimate sons. So you believed what the charlatans said and took the opportunity to kill your children one by one, leaving only the son and daughter born to the late queen."
"Your Majesty." Jiang Wenmou finally looked at the emperor's declining features and said, "No one has ever really been able to help himself, and no one can really force you to be the executioner. Until today, everything you have done, It¡¯s all your choice.¡±
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