After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

Over the past few days, the filming of the plot about Lu Rong has been going very smoothly. The male protagonist has also healed his leg injury that was designed by someone, and has practiced martial arts with General Chi and learned how to deploy troops.

After this, everyone witnessed Lu Rong's extraordinary martial arts, which seemed to have no limits. Every time he used his martial arts, many people came to watch.

As the filming progresses gradually, the Qian Dynasty maintains a calm on the surface, but in fact it is shaky and on the verge of collapse. The intervention of various forces makes this muddy water even more chaotic.

Today's scene is a very critical turning point.

King Xibeihan sent his most beloved son, the third prince of the Northwest Royal Court, to personally visit Daqian as an envoy.

The third prince, Molisang, was the culprit who killed Chi Qing's brother, and indirectly caused his mother to die of heart disease.

It can be said that in addition to the secret push of the royal family and various forces that led to the decline of the Shogun's Mansion, Morisan also played a very key role in it.

On the surface, he is the most beloved son of King Han and a martial arts expert, but in fact, he is too outstanding. The existence of the third prince is to cover up the more important person behind him.

Morisan is more like a general of the Northwest Royal Court than an heir to the throne.

There were repeated wars between Daqian and the Northwestern Royal Court. Molisang's mission attracted the attention of many forces, and he even named Chi Piaoqi to attend the banquet in a high-profile manner.

Knowing the danger, Chi Qing still chose to attend the banquet alone.

"Can I not go?" Ling Jun tightened the gun in his hand hesitantly. The horse beside him seemed to feel uneasy, and it clumsily neighed.

"This is an open conspiracy, and I had no other choice from the beginning to the end." Chi Qing packed the package neatly. It was full of dry food for the journey for the next few days, without a single piece of clothing.

In contrast to his impulsive behavior, his face was so calm that it made people tremble.

"Will you kill him?" Although the question was a question, Ling Jun already had the answer in his heart.

His heart was beating like a drum. Over the past few days, he had already regarded Chi Qing as his teacher. Being in the middle of the situation, Ling Jun couldn't bear to see such a person step by step into its bloody mouth.

Molisang is both the bait thrown by King Han and the bait thrown by Emperor Qian. Both kings go fishing just for such a carp in the pond that can turn into a dragon.

"I only have this one chance. The real Chi Junzhi was already dead from that arrow. Now he is just a skin of revenge, revenge for his brother's murder, revenge for his family and country..."

Chi Qing said calmly, with a surging blood in his voice: "But I couldn't bear to leave the territory that my brother swore to defend with his life, and I couldn't abandon the people protected by my father's spear, so I found you."

Ling Jun was stunned. Before this, all he wanted was to be a minor official and stop living a mediocre and absurd life.

After learning the mystery of his life, he thought about protecting his adoptive parents, investigating the truth, and finally living a good life.

But one day, his cousin, who was one year older than him, stepped into the vortex of gambling and his life and death were unknown. He said that he could not bear to leave his territory and people.

At this moment, the worst yellow sand was clearly everywhere, but in his mind, the prosperity and splendor of the capital was ten thousand times more terrifying than this.

"Go back tonight and take a close look at this kit. I've left all of my father's team to you. If you have any questions, you can ask the adjutant. The people on the list are trustworthy, and there are also contacts..."

The sandstorm was so strong that it blurred the young face in front of him. Ling Jun opened his mouth and finally uttered the word "take care". The words, neither light nor heavy, were shattered in the wind and trampled under the horses' hooves.

"Crack!"

"Not bad, Mr. Yan, you are in good shape..."

Director Fan patted Yan Congsheng on the shoulder joyfully. As for Chi Qing's textbook acting skills, there was nothing much to praise about them. It was just that he did his best.

Unexpectedly, he slapped down with his palm, and Yan Congsheng lost his balance and leaned forward, wrapping his hands around Lu Rong's trouser legs, and his emotions exploded:

"Little General, please don't leave. What will I do if you leave? They are all going to harm you..."

Director Fan: “…”

Lu Rong: “…” Seeing that his snot and tears were about to be wiped onto his pants, the boy calmly moved his feet away.

Xiaoyan, who had lost her support, cried even more miserably. She lay on her back with the brocade bag in her hands, looking heartbroken.

The crowd, who were originally infected by the atmosphere of the play and had a sour taste in their noses, suddenly had their emotions dispelled and started laughing.

Director Fan bumped the assistant director's shoulder: "He..."

"Let him vent. It's a good thing that he's into the role. If you hear about the general again, it'll be news of his death."

"I mean, have you filmed the behind-the-scenes footage yet..."

“Devil, but heroes think alike.” The assistant director made a heart shape with his hands.

Yan Congsheng didn’t know that the sky was about to fall. After his emotions calmed down, his eyes were red. He didn’t go to eat, but took a small stool to watch Lu Rong’s next game.

"All departments prepare...action!"

On a late autumn night, the cold wind blew, making the military flags outside the tent flutter.

Inside the tent, the fire flickered and light and shadows intertwined.

The animal skins and weapons hanging on the walls cast strange shadows in the light of the fire.

The tables were filled with sumptuous food, roasted lamb, millet rice, and jars of fine wine. However, amidst this seemingly sumptuous banquet, there was a tense and oppressive atmosphere.

Emperor Qian sat high on the main throne. Even in his old age, as a descendant of Emperor Wu, he was still tall and strong with sharp eyes, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.

The third prince, Morisan, sat opposite the emperor.

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes revealed arrogance and greed. From time to time, he raised his glass and toasted the emperor. His words were humble, but his tone was not what he meant.

On both sides of the banquet table sat the emperor's confidants and envoys from the Northwestern Royal Court.

Chi Qing, who had been through wind and rain, changed his clothes quickly and walked in, sitting down quietly aside.

From the moment he came in, Chi Qing felt a sticky gaze lingering around him. The presence was strong and carried a cold taste, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

"Hahahahahaha, isn't this General Chi, the young hero of Daqian? I have long heard of your name, but I haven't heard from General Chi for a long time. I miss him very much. Please ask the young general to say hello to your father on my behalf."

Morisang's powerful voice echoed throughout the tent, and the sounds of drinking and joking disappeared in an instant.

On the emperor's side, the faces of the court officials all changed, and the atmosphere became extremely subtle.

Chi Qing held the wine cup in his hand and gently tapped it on the table. The crisp sound made people's hearts skip a beat.

He slowly opened his eyes, and around his eyes there were still red bloodshot from the constant wind and sand blowing for the past few days. The blood was everywhere, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

The moment their eyes met, the actor who played Morisan felt a sudden palpitation in his chest, but he quickly calmed himself and looked away, with a hidden anger of being ignored appearing on his face.

He is a professional villain. Due to his ferocious face, his acting range is relatively limited, but he does look like a villain, and many well-known crews would invite him to play villain roles.

But who can tell him what's wrong with this little actor? Who is the villain with this fierce look? He almost lost his composure.