can you let me go

"Really. Group favorite, the little emperor is among a group of rough men, looking at a really clean little fairy boy!"

"I suddenly got the value of his appearance. How can he be beautiful but not at all masculine? What kind of style is this, sad and beautiful?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha! Director Gao said what was in my heart. As an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient and a clean freak, when Zhou Jibai circled around Pei Xiangli, I kept shouting in my heart: Come here! Don't pick him up." Stay away! Don't get dirty with Xiaoxiannan's clothes! By the way, I'm really a fan of Zhou Jibai...."

"Hahahahaha, Zhou Jibai and Zhou Jibai's team haven't posted any news for several days. I want to know, has Zhou Jibai died socially since the last large-scale archaeological survey?"

"Isn't that the two of them should die together socially? I still can't imagine that Pei Xiangli went to drink with Zhou Jibai with that face on his face, and in the end it was Pei Xiangli who carried Zhou Jibai back to the dormitory... "

"Even for a while, I don't know which of the two of them took advantage of whom?"

In addition to these ridicules, suddenly there was a comment below with a high number of likes, which was quickly pushed up. It was a rather long comment.

"No way, no way, am I the only one who thinks it's interesting? The little general who fought on the battlefield, ignored his injuries after victory, and rushed into the capital without even having time to change his clothes. Emperor's side."

After entering the palace, the thin little emperor with a good face came out barefoot from the inner room, dressed in white, with an eager expression on his face.

"It's a honor for me to fulfill my mission..." The little general looked at the little emperor greedily, bowed and was about to fall down, the little emperor stepped forward to help him, but the little general took a step back: "Your majesty, I'm dirty..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged by the little emperor on his feet, and his plain white hands were clasped on Shuanghan's blood-stained iron armor, which was shocking.

The little general heard the little emperor's long sigh, and said weakly, "You're back? I'm so scared..."

The replies under this comment increased rapidly visible to the naked eye.

"Good guy! It smells like that!"

"I'm pretty good at this setting! Sisters can just say a few more words, I can read the rest of it!"

"Anyone go to @一下高导? It's your loss if this kind of talent is not recruited into the crew!"

"It turns out that someone is like me, knocking on the cp of the little emperor and the major general! When I read the original book, I thought it was the cp of a pair of childhood sweethearts! When I was young, the major general told the little emperor to protect him when he grows up. , but after growing up, the two have different positions, the major general reluctantly left the little emperor, but in the end he managed to save the little emperor's life, isn't it good to cry?"

So the real people went to Weibo @高导, Gao Dao’s last Weibo post was sent by Gao Dao after the photos of the crew broke out a few days ago, explaining that all the actors were personally selected by themselves, and there is no outsider’s bullshit. I am very satisfied with Pei Xiangli for the things I made up. I hope everyone can look forward to the release of the film.

Director Gao personally spoke. Those clothes were outrageous. For example, Zhou Jibai used his family connections and even threatened Director Gao to join the group with Pei Xiangli. Such rumors are self-defeating!

Most of the comments from netizens have also subsided.

After Pei Xiangli put on his makeup, sitting in the room, he felt that if his initial makeup was relatively sick, his current makeup would be terminally ill.

As a person who doesn't know much about cosmetics, Pei Xiangli gradually felt the magic of makeup. Just thinking about it now, he doesn't know how to do it. His face has become a little smaller, and his cheeks seem to have collapsed.

Pei Xiangli has the kind of cold fair skin, and the whitest foundation is just right on his face. These days, girls who put on makeup have expressed their envy many times.

Today is another routine feeling.

"If you're envious, you're envious. Why are you touching his face?" Zhou Jibai's voice came from behind.

The make-up lady turned her head and saw Zhou Jibai had already changed, leaning against the door frame, looking at this side.

"I know, I know, I don't touch, I don't touch, okay?" The young lady was not angry when Zhou Jibai said something, but instead she had a face: Don't worry, I understand the expression, and Zhou Jibai He beckoned and signaled him to take Pei Xiangli's place and get ready to put on makeup.

After Zhou Jibai sat down, the young lady hurriedly asked him: "Did I draw A Li beautifully? There will be an even more beautiful one in a few days! Just wait and see!"

Pei Xiangli, who was playing with his mobile phone, couldn't help raising his head when he heard what they said:? ? ?

Just in time to meet Zhou Jibai's gaze.

Zhou Jibai: ...It seems that she is more beautiful than when she was in college.

"Hey, what did you say to Liu Quan? He came over just now and told me furtively that he doesn't like me?" Pei Xiangli was puzzled.

"Well, he shouldn't have liked you either..." Zhou Jibai answered without feeling that it was inappropriate.

"Huh?" The greeting on Pei Xiangli's head hadn't finished yet, when Young Master Zhou raised his eyes: "You can't like him either!"

Pei Xiangli: I always feel that there is a serious deviation in our understanding of the meaning of some Chinese words.

But.. whatever.

Pei Xiangli, who was able to rest and never make troubles, felt that the process of asking questions and solving puzzles was meaningless, so he opened his mouth and chose to nestle back on the sofa, why bother to make troubles by himself?

Pei Xiangli put on such a sickly makeup today because his scene has been filmed towards the end. At this time, the little emperor in the plot has been imprisoned, not even a puppet.

The little emperor was well-clothed and served by tens of thousands of people since he was a child. Now that he has fallen from a high position, no one lends a helping hand to him, no one sympathizes with him, including all the people in the world, everyone wants him to die!

It seems that as long as I die, I can explain to the whole world!

The servants around him tortured him, while others watched him coldly. He sang to himself songs written by common people, and told articles written by scholars all over the world. The little emperor had never heard such vicious words since he was born. All want to die!

I don't know where the rumors spread, saying that as long as the faint king is killed, the current dynasty's decline can be saved.

The people on the border wrote the book of ten thousand people with their blood and sent it to the capital, hoping that the general can use the faint king to sacrifice the flag!Restoring the peace of the dynasty, allowing the army to win battles, allowing the soldiers to go home, allowing women and children to wear clothes without holes, so that people on the border will no longer be slaughtered, and no longer live precariously.

This kind of rumor reached its peak after the news of the eldest princess's death was reported back to the capital, and the servant told the little emperor viciously.

The little emperor was ill, and it was hard to say what was wrong. Sometimes he was very quiet, and sometimes he seemed to be in hysteria, babbling wildly, probably because he was cowardly by nature, and even going crazy was submissive.

Most of the time when he was going crazy, he was crying and laughing for a while. He didn't even wear shoes, and stepped on the snow in the yard with bare feet. The servant let him go crazy until he was so cold that he was blue and blue and almost passed out. Only then did he drag and pull him back into the house.

He can't die yet, at least not until the new emperor's order comes down, otherwise he will be buried with him.

The waiter angrily threw the cold steamed buns on the ground and stepped on them twice before putting them back in the bowl and bringing them to the little emperor.

Today, half of Pei Xiangli's scenes are inside the house and half are outside. Director Gao asked someone to lay the snow in the yard flat and nice. It's also because the temperature is really low these days, so the snow can stay on the ground. Director Gao decided to Finish filming the scene of the little emperor in the snow as soon as possible.

Pei Xiangli was wearing a bamboo green undershirt, the belt was hanging loosely, her hair was loose, and the exposed neck and arms were all painted with realistic scars.

Taking off the slippers with fluff inside, Pei Xiangli tried it out, stepped on the snow with bare feet, and then gasped.

Shooting this kind of scene in this kind of weather is simply torture.

Fortunately, there were not many shots of walking on the snow, and the camera was set up behind Pei Xiangli.

"Are you ready? When you're done, get ready!" Gao asked aloud.

In the camera, the little emperor seemed to be aware of the cold, he tiptoed, and wobbled towards the locked palace door, as thin and lonely as if a gust of wind could blow people down.

When he got to the palace gate, he had exhausted all his strength in his illness. He staggered and fell to the ground. His long and slender fingers, which were frozen white, had dirt in between their nails, and they were in the shape of claws. The buckle scratches.

His fingertips were worn out, but he didn't seem to feel the pain. Even though he was in a state of distress, he was still beautiful and amazing. In his hollow, dry and peeled lips, he repeated repeatedly: " Let me out, let me out..."

He doesn't call himself "Zhen" anymore. When he called himself "Zhen" a few days ago, he would be taught a lesson, and his mouth would be whipped with a long and thin bamboo stick until the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Only then stopped.

All he can say now is me...

He seemed to be in a nightmare, just repeating, the cold wind blew, blowing a few dry leaves on his body, but the whole scene Xiao Su had a bit of beauty, and the beauty was mainly concentrated on the little emperor.

Everyone knows that this rich flower will not survive this cold winter.

"Cut! Pass!" The people around the venue didn't even dare to make a sound until Director Gao called to stop. Everyone's eyes were attracted by Pei Xiangli who fell to the ground, involuntarily.

It was Pei Xiangli who was the first to react. As soon as Director Gao's voice came out, he stood up from the ground, patted the leaves, and walked quickly towards the house. It's too cold....

"This way!" Zhou Jibai stretched out his hand directly, pulled Pei Xiangli to the side of the electric heater in the room, and kicked the fur slippers Pei Xiangli was wearing just now to his feet.

Pei Xiangli was trembling, put it on in a hurry, and narrowed his eyes for a moment.

Inside the two slippers, there are heating stickers. When stepping in, a warm current spreads from the soles of the feet to the legs in an instant, making it less difficult.

"Where did you get the warm stickers?" Pei Xiangli asked again and again as he drank hot water.

"I bought two boxes on Taobao." Zhou Jibai put the coat on him.

Pei Xiangli turned to look at him, and sure enough he heard Zhou Jibai continue talking.

"The little girl from the make-up team complained to me, saying that you are about to run out of other people's stock..."

Pei Xiangli: Then I'm really embarrassed.

The author has something to say:

The beauty and misery are indeed in my aesthetic point of view, hahahahaha, the sudden entrainment of private goods!