There Is Chef Yu In The Entertainment Circle

Yu Siyang prepared for the scene of "The Death of a Friend" for nearly a month. In this scene, a large number of lines from the ancestors lashed out at the death of corrupt officials. It's the same period again, which test the actor's lines.

In the past month, in addition to filming and promoting "Delicious Poisonous", Yu Siyang would go to the famous dubbing performance artist Ouyang Sui to study at his free time.

Teacher Ouyang Su has already retired and no longer teaches students. Every day is very leisurely. She brings her grandson to raise dogs and dances with a group of old ladies. She is also going to participate in the city's square dance competition. .

The old man has a strange temper, and since he retired, he didn't want to teach students any more. It's useless for anyone. He came frequently and drove people away.

Yu Siyang was worried that "the death of a foster friend" could not be performed well, and was anxious to get angry. Xue Chengxiu was distressed. He sent someone to ask Teacher Ouyang Su to slap Yu several times, and then he went to the door and asked the old man to go out. The old man was actually willing to guide Yu Siyang.

Wei Xiaofeng was stunned when he knew. Zhanheng hadn't invited Mr. Ouyang several times.

But watching Yu Siyang go out early every night and return home every night, tired to come back and fall asleep, Xue Chengxiu was even more distressed, so that Aunt Wang changed the way to the stew tonic soup stew medicated meal for him.

His own child is a very hardworking person, and he has to play dangerous plays himself, and this type of literary play will not be pushed.

During the two months of filming "The Traitor", I didn't know how many injuries I had suffered. The bruise on my body has never broken, and it disappeared here.

The baby that was already thin had almost lost weight on his face.

But the more he understands this child, the more he understands the value of his character. He may not be smooth or slick, but he wo n’t be troubled. But just by taking this seriously, many people in the circle will be thrown away.

Knowing this, Xue Chengxiu never prevented Yu Siyang from doing what he wanted or thought he should do, only helping him through the bumps when he needed it.

After studying for nearly a month, these two days are the time to check the learning effect. Father Ouyang came to the studio to watch Yu Siyang's live performance.

Many dragon actors surrounded the periphery and whispered in gossip.

"Who is that old man? Guide Liu is so kind to him?"

"I don't know. It seems that Yu Siyang invited him."

"Yu Siyang? Why are you here?"

"Who knows, he has so much to do."

"Okay. If you do n’t eat grapes here, say grape acid."

"He doesn't have a face in Yu Siyang, what else can you have? You are holding his stinky feet here, and he can't hear it. You can hold it in person."

"People still have a good face. If you also have such a face, you don't have to run a dragon suit with us here, it is already the film emperor."

"you……"

"Okay, don't make a noise, start shooting, don't talk, save yourself from being scolded by Liu."

The diary was ready to hit the board, and the dragon sets snorted and watched the shooting inside the venue carefully.

In the main hall, Sima Lun kneeled in the middle while holding the watt board in his hands, and said loudly, "Even if the imperial dynasty is not removed, the people will not be at peace even if they repulse Beirong. My lord, please sire, kill your nourishment."

The ministers all agreed, kneeling down and chanting in unison: "I beg your Majesty, kill your friends."

The foster friend waited on the side of the emperor's throne, and looked at the civil and military ministers who were going to kill him in the hall, and then hurriedly.

Sima Lun looked up, his eyes burned and he was looking at his foster friend, and said again, "Please sire, kill your foster friend."

The only King Qi who did not kneel stands with his hands in his hands, a smirk twitching his lips, waiting to see the emperor's joke.

His emperor did a good job, he was the queen queen, then the power minister, and the mighty Jiangshan could not help himself. Even if Qi King forced the palace prince, he could only pretend to be generous and never blame it.

The only thing he wanted to do in his life was to bring the first beauties of the capital into the palace to be his concubine, and severely hit King Qi's face.

Now these people want him to kill the only one who is true to him.

The emperor was about to crack, his fists clenched tightly on his knees.

Assassination in North Korea ... Assassination in North Korea ...

Who is the real adulterer?

It is King Qi, Prime Minister, these unscrupulous thieves in the hall.

"Your Majesty," said King Qi slowly, "the North Koreans ran rampantly, framed the loyal people, and the ministers who died in the hands of foster friends were unknown. Shouldn't His Majesty give an account to the ministers?"

The emperor slowly turned his attention to Qi Qi, his eyes were red, and he wanted to eat people.

The biggest adulterer in the dynasty, it was a big joke to say that others were adulterers.

Qi Wang casually arched his hand, "I beg your Majesty, please kill your friends."

"I beg your Majesty, kill the nourishment friends." The ministers again agreed in unison.

The emperor looked at the hall full of ministers of civil and military affairs, and felt that it was very empty, and he was alone. The only one who is loyal to him in this world is going to die in his hands. He is an emperor.

"Keeping company."

The emperor's hoarse, muffled voice was almost inaudible, but his nourishment heard it.

He slowly walked over Dan Qi, kneeling silently, his cold expression on his face was no longer there, and he looked desperately at his loyal king.

"You friend, do you know the guilt?" The emperor tightened his fists, and his palms gradually began to shed blood.

"I don't know!" The foster friend stood up abruptly, with the same madness on his face. For so many years, he didn't call himself "slave" for the first time. He knew he was going to die, but he was going to die like a man. He was not "slave." "A man who is a loyal and loyal king."

The novice friend turned around and stood on Dan Zhe, standing upright, looking down at the ministers kneeling down.

"Ten years of celebration, heavy snow in Liyang until the Wuchen night of December, thunder and lightning, resurgence tomorrow, the snow stopped in the next five days, more than three feet on the ground, the court allocated millions of stone grain relief, and ordered Qingyang Zhufu The county opened a reserve warehouse. But what is the reality? There is no half-grain grain in the reserve warehouse. The frozen and starved people in Puyang are not counted. The people eat easily. Where are all the grains? Minister Bu Shangshu, the whole Ministry of Ministry furious, all the tax and grain of that year were collected into their own treasury, how can there be grain in the reserve? "

If it weren't for the family that year, he wouldn't go to the palace, and never die.

"In the fifteenth year of Tianqing, the imperial court allocated the army in northern Xinjiang and was robbed by robbers on the way. The millions of dollars disappeared without any trace. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers in northern Xinjiang were hungry for a cold winter. Kill the warhorse that is going to freeze and starve to death. Ask the bandits where they dare to act so boldly. It is your Yagukuni who led someone to pretend to be a robber ... "

"Your friend, you're dying. Don't spit people in blood."

Nourishment sneer: "I spit people with blood? You kneel on the hall and say slaying and killing you, you dare to say that you are really clean and honest, the tea tax in southern Xinjiang, the fifteenth tax of the imperial court, but what about you? Ten taxes and one tax are all polite, even ten tax three, ten tax five, and once the tea is collected, the southern Xinjiang will be scraped three feet, but the state treasury is still empty. Where are all the tea taxes, all of them are here. In the treasury of the 'loyal ministers.'

"The imperishment of the imperial dynasty is not removed, and the people cannot be peaceful? The whole dynasty is an adulterer, an adulterer, a full bag, a corpse vegetarian meal, a disregard for the people's life and death, and a face of self-confidence. A loyal and loyal person who makes the people of the world do not talk about life. "

The yelling of the foster friends echoed in the hall, and the ministers sweated coldly on the foreheads, and both King Qi and Sima Lun changed their faces.

"General Sima." The novice friend slowly walked down from Dan Zhuo, stood in front of Sima Lun, and looked proudly at him. Is the extremely princely king Yushi. "Yangyou pointed back at Qi Wang, and Man said," Why, if someone would kill someone, would you not allow me to kill the unscrupulous thief who is not loyal to her? Is this your loyalty? "

Smalon bowed his head and remained silent.

The friend raised his chin and sneered, "Use my life and replace your General Sima for the expedition. Your face is really big. You better win this battle, otherwise ..."

"I will win." Sima Lun said firmly.

"You will do it, I don't know what will happen after anyway." Yangyou took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and slowly rubbed his hand over Smalon's chin.

After carefully wiping his hands again, he threw his handkerchief on Smalon's face, turned and knelt down towards the emperor, "Your Majesty, I will not be able to take care of His Majesty in the future, and His Majesty Wangwang take care." On the bricks.

The emperor waved his hand wearily, and an inner servant walked to the friend with a glass of poisonous wine.

The foster friend took the wine glass, his face was full of unwillingness and resentment, but he drank the poisoned wine without hesitation.

Poison is the poison that sees blood to seal the throat. He immediately bleeds with seven hangs, and abdominal pain is like scorching. Yu Guang, who is in the corner of his eye, sees the face of Rao Yongxiang and Yin. He thinks he has one last thing to do.

He barely stood up with all his strength, flew over, and Rao Rongxiang didn't want him to be struggling, unavoidable, and immediately caught him by the back of his neck. His long, white fingers became claws, and his five fingers were forced to be born. Smash the cervical spine of Prime Minister Rao.

Rao Yun's eyes widened.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ..." The foster friend fell down and laughed wildly.

At least ... at least before he died, he avenged him, killing the culprit for his grandmother, brother, sister, partner, and villager who died in the heavy snow that year. That's enough.

"Ka--" Liu Cai stopped.

Yu Siyang lay on the ground and couldn't return to God.

Mr. Ouyang came over, Tang Hang followed, and put a little horse next to Yu Siyang, and let him sit down.

"Xiao Yu, you are acting too hard."

Yu Siyang said dullly "ah".

The old man patted his arm and smiled, "It's not yet. Get up and go to the monitor. The old man will tell you your problem."

Tang Hang lifted the person from the ground, Yu Siyang with a look of artificial plasma on his face, with a somber expression that he could go straight to shoot a horror movie, and followed Mr. Ouyang towards the monitor.

The dragon kits who have been watching the scene from the scene sighed in unison. From the beginning of the shooting, they almost held their breath and their faces turned red.

That scene was just so shocking to them. Several actors performed the same show on the same stage, and vividly showed them what is called power overrun. No wonder others are film emperors, they can only run a dragon.

And the main lens of this scene, Yu Siyang, and the film emperor's puppet show, did not fall into the wind, the long series of lines read out, very infectious, so that they, the onlookers, deeply felt the role's indignation and despair.

The dragon actor who said Yu Siyang had only one face could not help but bow his head in shame. The other party was younger than his own strength and appearance. In such a comparison, he was completely defeated and qualified to speak sour words.

"Yu Siyang is so handsome," said a star girl holding her cheeks, "It's so handsome to be out of the earth, ah ... I want to join the food group ..."

The sour-speaking dragon actor stared silently at Yu Siyang, who was standing next to the monitor. He was dressed in black and covered his face with blood. Fortunately, it wasn't the middle of the night, or he wouldn't scare people? !!

Well, the girl is looking at the essence through the phenomenon from his face full of artificial plasma.

"What's your expression? Do you dare to say that Yu Siyang didn't perform well."

"No, it worked well."

"Humph!"

Longtiao girl Ao Jiao shook her head and continued to stare at Yu Siyang.

Yi Jiaojiao said to her assistant: "The young people are really fun now."

The assistant rolled his eyes—it's really fun for your elderly to eavesdrop on a group of dragon actors.

Yu Siyang repeatedly looked at his expression on the monitor, and each camera took turns to look.

"Your expression here is a bit overdone." Father Ouyang pointed to one of the frames. "This paragraph is to express the angry cry of the nourishment. The so-called death of man is also good. The cry, not the growl, is true. For the emperor, your facial expressions here are too big and exaggerated. "

Yu Siyang nodded.

Indeed, there was a picture of him on the front, and his mouth was almost open to see tonsils.

"Your expression is just right on the drama. It won't work on the big screen, it will scare the children." Father Ouyang joked.

Yu Siyang: "..." Can you stop telling cold jokes, smirking is tiring.

Zhanheng stood behind a young man and a young man, listened to the old man ’s instructions for a long time, was laughed at by the old man ’s cold joke, patted Yu Siyang ’s shoulder, and teased: “Xiao Yu, you can do it, Teacher Ouyang has been invited by you Now. "

"Mr. Xue asked the teacher to guide me." Yu Siyang whispered beside Zhanheng's ear.

Well, the boss is superb. Zhanheng shrugged, he was not envious of envy.

I am still very curious about why the old man went out.

"Mr. Ouyang, why would you be willing to guide Xiaoyu? I didn't invite you here at all."

Ouyang Su said dissatisfied: "Your home is a shack."

"Okay, my house is a cottage." Zhanheng nodded. "You tell me, why are you willing to guide Xiaoyu. Is it because Xiaoyu looks better than me?"

"Xiao Yu's brother promised me a condition."

"What conditions?"

The old man proudly said, "Sponsor the dance team in our community to participate in the city's square dance competition."

Zhanheng: "..."

That's it?

Are you kidding me, right? right!