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

Qiao Wei is a fan of Ling Junji's original novel and has been following it since high school.

Her high school does not allow cell phones, but the heavy study pressure needs to be relieved, so many students choose to secretly bring a spare phone.

She was no exception. Under the influence of her roommate, she brought a mobile phone that she could only use to read novels.

I always download novels in TXT format in advance, downloading more than a dozen at a time, which can last me several weeks.

This became her only psychological comfort.

During my senior year of high school, my anxiety reached its peak. It was easy to fail if I downloaded novels in advance. After reading so many, I developed my own tastes and requirements.

She could no longer read most books, and the pressure of studying became heavier day by day. The dark and narrow high school life almost crushed her.

How dark was it? It was dark when I woke up in the morning and it was also dark on the way back to the dormitory after evening self-study.

How narrow is it? Between the desks, in the aisles between desks, there is only room for a small mobile phone to be placed on the single bed where one can turn over.

It was at that time that she came across the serialized novel "Ling Jun".

Logically, she would not download an unfinished novel, but she did not read it carefully at that time, and now there was nothing else good to read, so she clicked on it with the mentality of making do with it.

I couldn't stop watching it until late at night.

She was shocked by the author's antique style, the powerful vitality of the characters in the war era, and the self-improvement of women...

The whole story seems to be a history of struggle and resistance between the male and female protagonists, but in fact it is another form of group portrait. There are no petty family fights and frame-ups, only the subtle and tense game between major powers.

Qiao Wei was fascinated by the show. She liked the heroine, who was generous and always responsible for her own fate. She helped the hero, but also for herself.

She also likes the male protagonist, who is like the red sandalwood growing in the corner of the wall. He is as gentle as jade in the early stage, steady and restrained in the later stage, and his ruthlessness after he gets involved in power is even more fascinating.

Her favorite is her little general Chi Qing.

The young general is not upright. He is free and unrestrained, pursuing his true inner self, seizing flags, parading in the streets, and attending banquets alone...

A very specific yet vague image appeared in her mind. Chi Qing was obviously so miserable, with his family broken up and he was caught between a ruined country and mountains and rivers.

But when reading the text, you never see any suffering revealed in him; he is always calm, rational and nonchalant.

Whenever the hero is in a dangerous situation and the readers are worried about him, the young man with a spear and a tune always makes people inside and outside the book feel relieved.

His fragility was unknown. Even when he fell off the city wall in the end, he did not forget to eliminate the last major threat for his country.

But after reading about his death, she felt like she had become part of the screaming crowd behind the city wall, shouting over and over again: General, General!

Qiao Wei didn't dare to look again, but then she felt unwilling to give up. Has the country that our young general swore to defend with his life ever escaped the smoke and flames of war?

That sadness even surpassed the boredom of studying day and night at school and became an alternative form of relief.

She continued to read this book until college.

So when she heard that the novel was going to be adapted into a TV series, she was the most vehemently opposed to it. But it happened that it was the more extreme book fans like her who would end up watching the adapted drama.

The little general has many fanatical fans, and there is no shortage of cosplay and character designs for popular characters.

Qiao Wei has seen many similar character designs. In fact, they are all the same. The faces are all the same, and the only changes are in the hairstyle and clothing.

Although the cos teachers were very beautiful and good looking, they were not what she had in mind, and the silhouettes in her mind were still vague.

These are already very good manifestations. She will like and comment, but it is never a clear him.

Therefore, she did not believe that a real person could act it out, and kept calling for a boycott on major websites.

It all stopped the moment the final makeup photo was released.

Qiao Wei stared blankly at the young man drawing the bow on her phone. In a trance, it seemed as if the young general who had protected her throughout high school was standing quietly in front of her. She felt so at ease.

The crazy comments in the group did not attract her attention, and everything around her became blurry.

Qiao Wei decided that she wanted to watch the drama!

The dusty computer was finally opened on the day the show started. She bought the computer just to follow the trend, as it was a standard feature of college. In fact, her major was of little use except for making PPTs.

She doesn’t usually watch TV series or play games, but she will open TikTok and scroll through the screen while eating.

She opened the cloud network and waited quietly for the show to start. At this time, the dark screen was already filled with many comments, which made her realize that at this moment there were hundreds of people sitting in front of the computer waiting like her.

Finally, after a short wait, a trembling sound made Qiao Wei tremble all over. Because it was released simultaneously with the TV series, the opening song could not be skipped.

Only latecomers can drag the progress bar in this way.

A song with a distant desert accent floated into the hearts of the audience. Qiao Wei paused and picked up her headphones.

Different from some previous TV dramas, the male and female protagonists did not appear at the first moment. The first two episodes showed a real dynasty, which was powerful but surrounded by wolves.

The emperor was old, valued civil affairs over military affairs, his descendants were incompetent...it seemed that this dynasty was coming to an end.

Just as the audience was brought into this worrying era, the scene changed and an unforgettable face suddenly came into view.

Although it is a cruel battlefield, the director abandoned the cold tones and low saturation commonly used in war and adopted a treasure color filter.

Bright and eye-catching.

A few strands of the boy's hair were stuck to the sides of his face in a messy manner, and the armor on his head had long disappeared. He was in danger of being pierced through the head by an arrow at any time.

But he didn't care. He gripped the reins tightly and tilted his head slightly. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, slid down his brow bone and mixed with the blood in the corners of his eyes.

A scratch on the high bridge of the nose was particularly eye-catching, making the originally proud lines look a bit more fragile.

But his face stained with dust and smoke could not conceal his stubborn features. Even though he looked so miserable, it did not detract from his innate leadership qualities, which made people's hearts flutter.

When being stared at by Chi Qing, Qiao Wei's breath was choked, and she felt a numbness rushing from the soles of her feet straight to her heart.

She felt like she was reading a cool novel for the first time, and she hadn't experienced that for a long time.

The barrage was filled with unclear cries:

"Ahhhh I'm here just for you my little beauty!!!"

"Battle damaged beauty hehehe let me lick lick lick——"

"I originally thought the makeup photos were retouched, but I didn't expect that she looked even better in motion. Butler! Who on earth is this?!"

"Fuck, Bai Yueguang has returned to China. Tell the neighbors that I'm not going back..."

"Every single one of them is a wallpaper, my god..."