When the sand sculpture attacked the script of the second generation of the fake rich

The more Lu Baicui looks at the photos, the more she likes them: "This girl is really handsome, and she is Boss Xie's younger sister. Boss Xie is such a nice person, and the younger sister is definitely not bad. Don't mention it, Xiao Xin has really good eyes~"

An Lu: ...

Her mother's explanation is really well-founded and logical, but why does she feel that things are not so simple?

In a blink of an eye, the thirty-year-old arrived.

The closer to the end of the year, Xie Lanzhen became more and more busy. She finally finished all the work and flew over to celebrate the New Year with her brother on New Year's Eve.

An Xin is going to perform, and Chu Yan is also going to organize the costumes. Both of them are absent, and now only Lu Baicui and An Lu are left at home.

As soon as Xie Lanzhen entered the door, Lu Baicui greeted her with various greetings: "Just got off the plane, is it cold? I'll pour you a glass of water."

Xie Lanzhen was a little embarrassed by An's mother's enthusiasm: "Auntie, you can rest, I will do it myself."

For this "prospective daughter-in-law", Lu Baicui wished to hold it in his palm, how could she be allowed to come.A pot of pork bone soup was boiling in the pot in the kitchen. After simmering for a long time, the aroma kept wafting out. Lu Baicui asked again: "Miss Xiaolan, are you losing weight? Would you like a bowl of pork bone soup?"

"I will not reduce."

Xie Lanzhen has already smelled this tempting aroma, and she is greedy, why should she lose weight?

An's mother filled a bowl of soup and handed it to her, Xie Lanzhen hurriedly thanked her.Hold it in the palm of your hand and sip it, the steamy delicious thick soup will sweep away the cold air brought in from the outside, and you can't help but praise: "Auntie's craftsmanship is really good!"

Lu Baicui beamed with joy: "Just as long as you like it, come to our place in the future, and I will make delicious food for you every day."

"Thank you, aunt, but you are not in good health, so don't be busy and let me come."

"It's okay~ It's okay~ Good morning, I feel uncomfortable if you let me stay here every day."

An Lu was kneading dough, so she didn't greet Xie Lanzhen while she was holding her hand. When Xie Lanzhen approached, she took a look: she is really a beauty!

The skin is white and transparent, as soft and delicate as milk. Under the light, it even creates an illusion of luminescence. The hair that falls like a waterfall is as black as thick ink, just like the Snow White described in fairy tales. , she is so beautiful that it is indescribable, even a woman like An Lu was stunned.

If it's as her mother guessed, then her little brother is really amazing. Such a daughter-in-law will be in a good mood every day just looking at her home.

Xie Lanzhen didn't notice An Lu's scrutinizing gaze, she pulled off her sleeves and washed her hands: "Sister An, let me help you."

"Ah, I'll do as long as I come, you just arrived for a break."

"It's all right!"

Facing her brother's "mother-in-law" and "sister-in-law", Xie Lanzhen very consciously gave her brother goodwill points, and said with a smile: "We are all a family, don't be so alien."

family?

When Lu Baicui heard this, she confirmed her guess: "Yes, yes, a family!"

An Lu was also shocked, did she really tell her mother the wrong thing?Immediately, he smiled more cordially at his future "sister-in-law".

Although Xie Lanzhen faintly felt that something was wrong, there shouldn't be any major problems, right?So she continued to add impression points to her brother, and the atmosphere became extraordinarily harmonious.

The three of them were busy with the New Year's Eve dinner together, and the Spring Festival Gala finally started.

At this time, Lu Baicui became nervous instead, and asked over and over again: "When will Xiao Xin's show start?"

"Still early."

"It's all live broadcast, what if something goes wrong?"

"Of course not. I've rehearsed many times. Mom, don't worry about it." Having said that, An Lu herself was actually quite nervous.

Backstage at the Spring Festival Gala, Chu Yan tidied An Xin's clothes and asked with a smile, "Are you nervous?"

An Xin shook his head first, then realized how could he say he wasn't nervous?Immediately changed his words: "Nervous, I'm so nervous, Brother Xie, can you hug me?"

Okay, are you still playing tricks with him?

But he was willing to be fooled by this scheming, so Chu Yan reached out and gave him a hug.

Having been hugged, An Xin pursed her lips and showed a sly smile, he is so smart!

After hugging her, Chu Yan was a little embarrassed, because An Xin's outfit today was a bit unmasculine.

The era in which King Lanling lived was the well-known Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. The whole era was chaotic and absurd. In the cruel current situation, only the spirit was unfettered, and a unique "Wei-Jin romance" evolved.

The costumes this time were jointly designed by Chu Yan and Xu Xiaohui. As a song and dance, it does not need to be strictly refined, but when designing the costumes, they all chose to refer to the "style of Wei and Jin Dynasties."

At this time, people admired extravagance and luxury, and celebrities paid attention to freedom, unrestraint, and naturalness, so Chu Yan designed an elegant green shirt for An Xin, a toga with long sleeves, and his gestures were full of coquettishness.

But the collar is a little too big.

This is to talk about the hobbies of celebrities at that time. The celebrities in the Wei and Jin Dynasties acted very freely. In terms of dressing, many of them did not wear middle clothes, and directly wore coats naked, so they can be seen in many paintings with their collars open. Show body image.

For the sake of the overall effect, Chu Yan respected the history. Of course, there is nothing in it. This is the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. If you are not careful, you will pass the trial.

At this moment, An Xin's long hair was dragging to the ground, and his blue shirt was half covered, revealing a pair of delicate collarbones, combined with his clean and clear face, he rendered a unique masculine beauty.

It's so pretty, she deserves to be his wife, Chu Yan thought to himself.

The short period of leisure was swept away, and the performance was about to start. The whole audience entered the intense preparation stage, and the director's roar was everywhere in the backstage.

There were laughter and laughter in front of the stage, but the days behind the stage were tense like years. After a long time, they finally waited for An Xin to play.

As the host announced "Lanling King Entering the Battle", the lights dimmed.

The sound of the distant Zhongzheng Guqin sounded, a bright moon rose in the sky, and the surrounding bamboo forests began to rustle, with occasional chirping of insects and birds. The realistic stage effect made people feel like they were on the scene.

On the desk table under the moon, a man in green shirt rested his stomach with one hand, seemingly drunk, not drunk, not asleep, his wide sleeves slid down his wrists, revealing half of his arms.When they saw that incomparably handsome face, the audience breathed lightly.

Suddenly the flames lit up, the man suddenly opened his eyes, the wine glass was swept off by the long sleeves, and there was a dull sound of falling to the ground, and the sound of the guqin stopped abruptly.

In the Battle of Mangshan, the Turks and the Northern Zhou encircled an important town in the Northern Qi Dynasty. At the time of life and death, the King of Lanling led 500 elite cavalry to go deep into the battle. He joined forces with the trapped defenders and won a complete victory, turning the tide of battle.The soldiers of the Northern Qi Dynasty recorded the victory with songs and dances, which is the origin of "Lanling King Entering the Battle".

The sound of the pipa is urgent, the jingle is constantly singing, and the dancers of the National Song and Dance Troupe dance sonorously. In the background projected all around, a ghost-faced general opens and closes, with a vigorous posture.

The generous dance music makes people's blood boil, not only like the reappearance of the ancient battlefield, but also like the sacrifice of today's people to the ancients.

When the dance music ends, the lights dim.

In the center of the stage, only the tall and straight armored general remained alone. He raised his hand to remove his mask. His ghostly face was like Shura, and his face was as beautiful as jade. This is King Lanling.

There was no sound all around, and suddenly thunderous applause broke out.

When the lights came on, An Xin did not leave the stage. The host went up to greet him and saluted, and asked with a smile, "Where is the general from?"

This has also been practiced countless times, so An Xin returned the courtesy calmly, claiming to be Da Qi Gao Changgong, drinking in the garden, not wanting to hear the dance music here, following the sound, not knowing what year it is, where it is.

The host also asked him questions and answers in a serious manner, because the next program was a skit, so the host also used the sketch's stalk to ask this "Gao Changgong who came through time".

At this time, An Xin was dressed in armor, heroic and handsome, with a jade-like face, just like the King of Lanling who had come out of history. With such a serious face, following the host's words "surprised", the audience almost died of laughter.

After the collaborative announcement, An Xin officially left work.

He couldn't wait to take off his makeup, so he dragged Chu Yan and ran all the way when he came out. As long as he ran fast enough, the reporter couldn't catch up with him!

The reporter who was waiting to squat on him with the equipment on his back was stunned. After realizing it, he immediately chased An Xin's back and took pictures. Tomorrow's headline will be "An Xin running wildly in the street"!

The reporter with a sharper sense of smell turned his eyes, and took random shots at An Xin and Chu Yan holding hands. The headline tomorrow will be "An Xin and the mysterious man walking hand in hand"!

"Please let it go."

A deep voice came from behind, and the reporter turned his head reflexively.

I saw a silent man walking over, even though he tried his best to keep normal, he still limped a little when he walked, but even so, the aura emanating from his body was still inexplicably stagnant.

When he walked by, a reporter woke up like a dream: "That seems to be An Xin's bodyguard, right? An Xin always takes him with him."

Looking at his desolate back, the reporter silently raised the camera, and tomorrow's headline read "An Xin bullied the disabled bodyguard".

Chu Yan and An Xin laughed and ran to the garage holding hands, and when they got into the car, they finally remembered one thing: did they forget something?

After a while, Ma Jin knocked on the window: yes.

Chu Yan: ...

He immediately condemned An Xin who was beside him: "An An, how can you not wait for Mr. Jin?"

An Xin: ...

He forgot about this bunch of people.

Chu Yan turned around and apologized, "We actually want to wait for you in the car."

Ma Jin: Shall I remind you that the fire is on, driver?

In short, the three of them returned home happily.

After watching An Xin's show, Lu Baicui's mother and daughter are about to collapse, as long as it goes well!

Then realized that they should be back soon, so started to put food on the table in full swing.

When Chu Yan and the others entered the door, the New Year's Eve dinner was already ready.

The three of them haven't eaten anything since they entered the arena, and they are so hungry that they are about to collapse. Seeing this, let's eat without saying a word!dinner!

After gulping down a dumpling, An Xin asked Lu Baicui with bright eyes, "Mom, how is my acting?"

"I'm not in the mood to watch it, I'm just worried that you might make a mistake."

"Ah..." An Xin was extremely disappointed.

Chu Yan smiled and comforted: "There will be a rebroadcast tomorrow, and then our whole family will watch it together!"

"Okay!" Everyone laughed in unison.

After a lively reunion dinner, the twelve o'clock bell rang.

Lu Baicui took out a stack of red envelopes, handed them to Xie Lanzhen first, and said with a smile, "This is the lucky money from auntie."

This was the first time Xie Lanzhen received lucky money, and she was flattered: "Thank you, auntie!"

The next one was handed to Chu Yan: "Xiao Xie, this is yours."

Chu Yan took it with a smile: "Thank you Auntie, Happy New Year Auntie."

"Happy, you are happy too." Lu Baicui smiled so blindly.

On the other side, An Xin stretched out his hand as soon as he heard the red envelope was distributed, "Buling Bulling" with big eyes.

Seeing his stupidity, Lu Baicui disliked him very much, and finally handed over the red envelope to him, and An Xin suddenly became happy.

When the last one was about to be handed over to An Lu, Lu Baicui was suddenly startled, did he forget something?

Ma Jin: It doesn't matter to me, really.

When Lu Baicui was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, An Lu quickly grabbed the red envelope and handed it to Ma Jin: "Mr. Jin, Happy New Year."

A ripple appeared on Ma Jin Gujing's face: "Thank you."

It's okay, it's okay, Lu Baicui breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to give his daughter a big red envelope!

An Xin watched all this with big eyes, then turned the red envelope around: "Brother Xie, here it is."

There was a sudden silence in the air.

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The author has something to say:

An Xin: There really is no trace of my crush.

I feel that everyone is familiar with the allusion of King Lanling, so I mentioned it a little bit instead of writing it in detail.