Do you deserve to tease me?

I felt Xiang Musheng's strength on the first day of filming.

This man is very eccentric.

He's an old hermaphrodite.

The male protagonist is clearly personable, evil and mad. He used a domineering and affectionate attitude to make the female protagonist fall in love at first sight, and then used a few heroic rescues to save the beauty and laid a deep impression on the female protagonist.

In the first scene, due to the weather, the reunion of the hero and heroine was filmed first.

It's not that hard to ask.

It's just that the male protagonist can't remember the female protagonist, and the female protagonist has deep-rooted love for the male protagonist.

As the eldest son of the Heavenly Emperor, the male protagonist has given the order of death from birth to growing up: Beloved!Give me a fierce pet!

Here comes the problem, the male protagonist must have no dust in his eyes, and feels that nothing deserves to be taken seriously.

So the heroine heard the first sentence the hero said to him in history.

Male lead: "Are you—?"

Now you know why I mentioned this old yin and yang.

I said to Xiaofeng earnestly, "Did you hear this line?"

Xiaofeng's hand holding the fan trembled slightly.

Xiaofeng choked with sobs and said, "The old yin and yang, those who don't know think that the heroine has a grudge against him."

Look, listen, taste.

Who doesn't shout "Xiang Mu Sheng NB" after seeing the scene!

Yin and Yang have a skill.

I really sigh.

As expected, he is the person Mr. Shen likes.

The two are exactly the same hermaphrodite.

But even so, it is not a big problem.

After all, it's not impossible to use dubbing now, Xiang Musheng's lines are at most poor, but his acting skills are somewhat remarkable.

The main reason is that he is very skilled in rolling his eyes.

One can tell that his eyes have been trained countless times.

The eldest son of the Emperor of Heaven.

A beautiful man full of poetry and bookishness, when he sees the heroine, he rolls his eyes, when he sees cannon fodder, he rolls his eyes, and when he sees the villain, he rolls his eyes.

If you want to ask whether this collapse or not, I don't know.

I only know that the screenwriter threw up after filming those few scenes.

The screenwriter leaned on the door frame and vomited sincerely.

After vomiting, he still tearfully praised: "Good acting!"

When I saw this, I couldn't bear it, and when I thought about it carefully, there was nothing I could do.

Who made this water bottomless.

Don't say that I'm an idiot, even if I'm a president, I still can't understand why Mr. Shen wants to praise him.

I sighed leisurely, fell down on the sofa in the dressing room and prepared to shoot the first meeting between me and Fu Yanxu.

Yes.

It was raining heavily outside.

It was sputtering, it was pouring, it was raining heavily.

It's as big as Xianjun and Second Young Master when they first met.

I don't need to emphasize it.

Director One Total.

If you don't shoot now, when will you wait?

Isn't this kind of pure natural scene arrangement more refreshing than holding a water gun?

In short, on the first day when Fu Yanxu and I started filming, before he met his destined lover, he first met me, his love rival.

Qing Zhuo and I have a bad relationship.

When she first met me, she was just a peach blossom.

Someone gifted her to me.

I just put her on the window sill, and occasionally through this peach blossom, I thought—what does the world look like?

Year after year passed, but the heaven never changed.

Seen, unseen, eternally so.

The same is true of the forgotten and the unforgotten.

On that day, Qing Zhuo might have absorbed enough spiritual energy from the clouds in the heaven.

She turned into a human form in my Suihua Palace.

Then she said to me that I was her benefactor and her beloved.She sees me day after day, and she sees no one else.

Perhaps because of this, she felt that she loved me.

But me and her have nothing to do with love.

I don't know what love is, and she doesn't understand what she loves me.

The relationship between us is not so much a fate, it is more like a frivolous interdependence with no ending.

I rejected her and let her leave Heaven.

Avoiding countless sky snares, she looked back at me before jumping down from the sky.

She said that she was going to see the mortal world that I couldn't see.

At that time, she has read everything, if she still loves me deeply, she will never leave again.

I didn't answer.

Every year in the sky is like a snap of the fingers.

After 26 snaps of my fingers, I was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to go to the mortal world to track down a few gods in the heaven.

Some of these people have very little friendship with me.

Some people guard the sky, others guard the abyss, maybe they have no pursuit year after year, which gradually makes them tired.

They fled one night.

In fact, for thousands of years, I may not have thought of leaving.

But I don't know where I can go, and what kind of scenery I want to see.

What is the difference between the mortal world and the heavenly court? Will I get what I want in the future?All kinds of invisible dense nets dragged me in place and never left.

It was indeed an accident that the Emperor of Heaven summoned him that day.

I was ordered to go down to earth, and the first thing I did was to pursue those gods.

I don't want to be really addicted to the world of mortals, and I don't want to be affected by too many foreign objects.

There was only a sudden downpour of rain.

I walked all the way, before the rain fell to the ground, I fled in a hurry.

On the long street that was raining like flowers that day.

I met someone.

I have never met him, let alone met him.

But the first time I saw him, my heart was more shocked than ever before.

I don't know who he is, and he doesn't know me.

But see this one.

But it seems that they have known each other for thousands of years.

The author says:

#Are you in love rival group really a rival in love#

#No? Kiss actually Li Gui is only used to pass the trial#

#As expected of you, screenwriter#