The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 22 Domineering president’s alternate ex-wife (22)

   Borrowing a slap to become a real hit? !

  Shen Xier’s public revenge is too obvious, right?

  As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire studio suddenly became tense.

  ...

The director frowned. In fact, among the dedicated old actors, there are many people who are willing to slap the show, but the common problem of young actors is that they are beautiful and squeamish. What's more, Su Qinghuan and Shen Xier still have old grievances. Su Qinghuan may not be able to. willing.

   "Qinghuan, what do you think?"

  Director Zhao simply tossed this hot potato to Su Qinghuan himself, wanting to see how the actress would answer.

  The staff cut boredly, expecting that Su Qinghuan would definitely not agree.

  But at this moment, a female voice brushed everyone's ears.

   "Okay, it is inevitable for the actors to make a little sacrifice for the drama to be wonderful and beautiful, I have no objection."

  Everyone looked at Su Qinghuan dumbfounded, and saw Su Qinghuan standing beside the director generously, his expressions were much calmer than those of the melon-eating crowd.

  There are still people in this world who take the initiative to slap enemies in the face?

  Su Qinghuan is crazy?

  ...

  Even Shen Xi'er didn't expect Su Qinghuan to agree so readily, she gave a cold snort.

   "If Miss Su agrees, don't regret it. As an actor, you have to be cruel to yourself."

   "You are right, I believe Miss Shen also possesses this spirit of sacrifice."

  Su Qing looked at her lightly with a smile, and nodded in agreement, but made Shen Xier's prepared lines choke in his mouth.

  Shen Xi'er looked embarrassed and could only nodded stiffly.

  ...

  All the cameras are ready, and the filming of the scene where the Queen of Nangong is shot into the cold palace officially starts.

  With a squeak, the heavy wooden door of Lenggong was pushed open, dropping layers of dust.

  The heroine has been named Wan noble concubine, staring at the slender shadow by the window sill extremely arrogantly.

   "Queen, don't you think you have today? Your majesty has already issued an order to copy your Nangong family!"

  The woman in the white prison uniform in the corner turned around in a daze, looking dumbfounded, as if she had received too much stimulation and had become a lunatic.

"What did you say?"

  The white-clothed woman stared blankly at the air, and a line of clear tears slipped to the corners of her lips. Even at this level of embarrassment, she was still shockingly beautiful.

  Shen Xi'er saw Su Qinghuan’s good face, jealous, pinched the chin that was more delicate than Bai Yu.

  "Don’t you understand? The once noble Nangong family will be worse than a dog in the future!"

  She was already very angry. With the help of the script, she suddenly slapped Su Qinghuan's face with a sharp applause. It almost made people wonder if Shen Xier had used ten percent of her strength.

   Soon, on the half of Su Qinghuan's face, there was a clear slap print, a hot pain.

  ...

  Su Qinghuan scolded Shen Xi'er 10,000 times in her heart, but she still kept the expression of enthusiasm. She covered her face in disbelief, tears falling, but her voice was crazy.

   "No, I don't believe it, I want to see your Majesty!"

   "Your Majesty promised me personally that I would give the Nangong family a lifetime honor. I am his favorite queen. Your Majesty will not lie to me, he will not..."

   "Oh, you thought you were the queen appointed by your majesty?"

   "Nangong Ruoxue, let me tell you, you have already lost, you have lost cleanly! This three-foot white silk is bestowed by your majesty!"

  Shen Xi'er slapped that slap and felt refreshed. With the angle that the main camera couldn’t take, he suddenly slapped Su Qinghuan from left to right and slapped each other!

  The palm print on Su Qinghuan's face became more and more red, and Shen Xier's heavy hand was shocking.

  This time, even the staff who watched the play were out of anger. The original script only slapped once. Shen Xi'er came here one after another. Isn’t that too much? !

  A staff member made an uncomfortable mouth to the director and whispered.

   "Director, isn't this a bit too much? Shen Xi'er added the show without authorization. Why don't you call the card first?"

  Director Zhao is a maverick. He only cares about the effects of theatrical performances. Seeing that Su Qinghuan performed well, he shook his head directly and gave Shen Xier a continue gesture.

  With the support of the director, Shen Xier is even more unscrupulous, venting his resentment through the script.

   "I tell you, you have followed your Majesty for so many years without a son and a half. Do you know why?"

"Since you were the royal concubine, your first child has been shed. That was your majesty's handwriting. Who made you the daughter of the Nangong family?! Your majesty guarded you and gave you safflower in your diet. There can be no children in this life!"

  "Your proud father and elder brother may die or be in the army, and the female family members will be sold directly into official prostitutes. Where do you think you will end up better?!"

  Before speaking, Shen Xier slapped Su Qinghuan's face again with a heavy slap, and many staff members couldn't bear to look at it.

  The shooting continues.

  Su Qinghuan’s face was almost painful, her dark pupils stared straight at Shen Xi'er. There was hatred, despair, and numbness in her eyes, and she looked inexplicably dazed.

  But in the end, Su Qinghuan laughed.

  A woman in plain white prison uniform staggered backwards two steps, it was a sad laugh, like a cuckoo cuckolding blood, heart-piercing.

   "Brother Hong, you fooled Jiaojiao so miserably."

  The sound changed from strong to weak, and at the end, it was almost like a gossamer.

  The sadness in it, anyone who listens to it will cry...

On a spring trip that year, apricot blossoms were blowing all over his head, and the young man in bright yellow clothes picked an apricot blossom hairpin on the girl’s hair bun. Jiaoer.

  —In my whole life, I don’t want to rule the world, I just want to be a happy prince, and Jiaojiao will be a couple for life, and I will never look at the woman next to me.

  Who knows, however, the teenagers deceived her, just to coax the prime minister to stand on his side, the unfavored Seventh Prince, and play around with the young prime minister's concubine.

  The young man had a cold heart. After seeking to seize the throne, he accepted one concubine one after another. Where do you remember that he promised the young girl one double for a lifetime?

  ...

  Su Qinghuan’s smile was so amazing and sad that even Shen Xier was shaken in place.

  It wasn't until Su Qinghuan slammed the plate with the white silk next to her that Shen Xi'er returned to her senses. She fell to the ground in total loss, knocking a large piece of skin on her knee, and grinning in pain.

"what you do?"

  This is a plot that is not in the script.

  Su Qinghuan glanced at her indifferently. Even though she was dressed in a plain white prison uniform, it was as if the queen of the mother's ritual world was back again, and Shen Xier unconsciously took a half step backward.

   "How can the daughter of the Nangong family give up easily?"

  Su Qinghuan burst into tears, and bumped her head on the red pillar.

  Blood, miserable like a flower, stinging everyone's eyes.

  There was no sound, and there was deathly silence for a long time.

  The shocking feeling overwhelmed everyone...

  (End of this chapter)