There Is Chef Yu In The Entertainment Circle

Yu Siyang has been preparing for the scene of "The Death of a Raised Friend" for nearly a month. In this scene, there are a large number of lines that the acclaimed friend denounces the corrupt officials of the dynasty before his death. It is also a simultaneous voice, which extremely test the actor's line skills.

In the past month, in addition to filming and promoting "Very Poisonous and Delicious", Yu Siyang will go to the famous voice acting artist Ouyang Su to study when he has time.

Teacher Ouyang Su has retired long ago and no longer teaches students. Every day is very leisurely, just bringing his grandson to raise a dog, dancing square dance with a group of old ladies, and enthusiastically going to participate in the city square dance competition .

The old man has a weird temper. After he retired, he said that he didn't want to teach students any more. It was useless for anyone. He came frequently, and he would chase away bloody curses.

Yu Siyang was worried about the performance of "The Death of a Friend" and was too anxious to get angry. Xue Chengxiu felt distressed. He sent someone to invite Teacher Ouyang Su, but he failed several times, so he personally went to ask the father to come out of the mountain. He didn't know what conditions he promised. , The old man is actually willing to guide Yu Siyang.

Wei Xiaofeng was stunned when he knew it, but Zhan Heng had visited the door several times before he invited Mr. Ouyang.

But seeing Yu Siyang go out early every day and return late every day, and when he comes back to sleep, Xue Chengxiu feels distressed and asks Aunt Wang to change the method of stewing tonic soup and stewing medicinal food for him.

My child is an extremely serious and hardworking person, and even the dangerous play has to be performed by himself, and this kind of literary play will not shirk his excuses.

I don’t know how many injuries I have suffered during the two months of filming "The Traitor". The bruises on my body have never been broken. It disappeared here, and there were bruises there.

For a child who was already thin, the baby fat on his face was almost lost.

But the more he understands this child, the more he understands the preciousness of his character. He may not be sleek and exquisite, but he won't be troublesome, but if he is serious about this, he will throw away many people in the circle.

Knowing this, Xue Chengxiu never stopped Yu Siyang from doing what he wanted or thought he should do, and only helped him through the ups and downs when he needed it.

After studying for nearly a month, these two days were the time to check the results of the study. Father Ouyang came to the set specially to watch Yu Siyang's live performance.

A lot of dragon actors surrounded the periphery, whispering gossip.

"Who is that old man? Director Liu is so polite to him?"

"I don't know, it seems Yu Siyang invited it."

"Yu Siyang? What are you doing here?"

"Who knows, he has a lot of business."

"Okay, let's say grapes are sour if you can't eat grapes here."

"He doesn't have a face for Yu Siyang, what else can he have? You are holding his stinky feet here, and he can't hear it. You can hold it in person."

"People still have a good face. If you also have such a face, you don't need to run the game with us here. You are already the actor."

"you……"

"It's okay, don't make a noise, it's about to start shooting, don't talk, so as not to be scolded by Director Liu."

The scene is ready to play the board, and the dragons all silently watched the shooting in the scene carefully.

In the main hall, Simalun knelt in the middle of the hall with a wat-board in his hand, and said loudly: "The treacherous nephews in the court will not be removed. Even if the Beirong is repelled, the people will not be peaceful. Minister, please, your majesty, punish your foster friends.

The ministers all seconded, knelt down, and said in unison: "Please, your majesty, punish the foster friend."

The foster friend was on the side of the emperor's throne, looking coldly at the ministers of civil and military affairs who wanted to kill him in the hall, and the ridicule in their eyes was obvious.

Simalun looked up, staring at the foster friend, and said again: "Please, your majesty, kill the foster friend."

The only King Qi who didn't kneel stood with his hands behind his hands, with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth, waiting to see the emperor's jokes.

The emperor did a good job, first the queen mother, then the power minister, and the huge country could not help him make the decision. Even if the king of Qi forced the palace to kill the king, he could only pretend to be magnanimous and forget the blame.

The only thing he did whatever he wanted in his life was to take the first beauty in Beijing into the palace and be his noble concubine, and slap King Qi in the face severely.

Now these people actually want him to kill the only one who is loyal to him.

The emperor was about to split his canthus, his fists tightly held his robe on his knees.

Traitor in the North Korea... Traitor in the North Korea...

Who is the real traitor?

It is the King of Qi, the prime minister, and these imperial courtiers and thieves in the hall.

"Your Majesty," King Qi said slowly: "The court is rampant, framing the loyal and good people, and the ministers who died in the hands of the foster friends are unknown. Shouldn't your majesty give the courtiers an explanation."

The emperor slowly turned his gaze to King Qi, his eyes were red, and he was almost devouring people.

The biggest treacherous minister in this dynasty said that others are treacherous nephews, which is a big joke.

King Qi casually arched his hand, "I beg your majesty, to kill the foster friend."

"My Majesty, punish the foster friend." The officials again agreed in unison.

The emperor looked at the hall full of civil and military ministers, and felt that it was actually quite empty, with him alone.The only person in the world who is loyal to him is about to die in his hands. He is really a useless emperor.

"Bringing companions."

The emperor's hoarse and muddy voice was barely audible, but the foster friend heard it.

He slowly walked to Dan Chi, knelt down silently, the indifferent expression on his face was no longer there, looking up at his loyal king in despair.

"Raising friends, do you know that you are guilty?" The emperor clenched his fists tighter, his palms gradually oozing blood.

"I don't know!" The foster friend stood up abruptly, his face was full of madness. For the first time in so many years, he did not call himself a "slave maid". He knew he was going to die, but he was going to die like a man, he was not a "slave maid." ", a man who is upright and loyal to the king.

Yangyou turned around, stood on Danchi, stood upright, and looked down at the officials who were kneeling down.

"Ten years in Tianqing, there was heavy snow in Yunyang, until December Wuchen night, thunder and lightning, the earthquake will resume tomorrow, the snow will stop in the next five days, and the flat land will be more than three feet. The court allocated a million stone grains for relief, and ordered the Qingyang government The county opened a reserve warehouse. Is it practical? There is no half grain in the reserve warehouse. Yunyang freezes those who die from starvation, and the people eat. Where the food goes, you must know the most about the prime minister. The Ministry Shangshu, the entire household department went up and down, and collected all the taxes and grains of the year into its own treasury. How can the reserve warehouse have grain?"

If it wasn't for the family that couldn't survive that year, he wouldn't enter the palace, and he would cut off his grandchildren.

"In the fifteenth year of Tianqing, the military salary allocated by the court to Northern Xinjiang was robbed by robbers on the way, and millions of dollars disappeared without a trace. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Northern Xinjiang were hungry for a cold winter. Kill the warhorse that is about to freeze and starve to death. Just ask where the bandits dare to act so boldly. It is your Yasukuni leader who pretends to be a robber..."

"Foster friends, don't spray people with blood when you die."

The foster friend sneered: "I'm bloody and spitting? You kneel on the hall and keep saying that you want to kill the traitor. You dare to say that you are really upright and clean. The tea tax in Southern Xinjiang is 15 taxes and one tax, but what about you? Ten taxes and one tax are considered polite, and there are even ten taxes three and ten taxes five. Once the tea levy is gone, southern Xinjiang will be scraped three feet away, but the treasury is still empty. Where did all the tea taxes go? In the private treasury of your loyal and straight ministers."

"If the treacherous servants are not removed, the people will not be peaceful? The whole dynasty is full of treacherous servants, treacherous ministers, filling their private pockets, corpse positions, and ignoring the lives and deaths of the people, and they also pretend to be loyal ministers. This is the loyal person of our court. A loyal and righteous person who keeps the people of the world in trouble."

The roars of the foster friends echoed in the hall, the ministers' foreheads were sweaty, and the faces of King Qi and Simalun changed.

"General Sima." Yangyou walked slowly down from Danchi, standing in front of Simalun, looking at him arrogantly, "There are too many people in the court to exclude dissidents, even if King Qi didn't kill him. A very remonstrative Wang Yushi.” The cultivator pointed at King Qi and said: “Why, if you allow others to kill, don’t you allow me to kill the rebels who are not loyal to your Majesty? This is your loyalty?”

Simalun bowed his head and was silent.

The foster friend raised his chin and said with a sneer: "Use my life to replace your General Sima on the expedition. Your face is really great. You better win this battle, otherwise..."

"I will win." Simalun said firmly.

"You said it will do. I don't know what's going on anyway." The foster friend took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and slowly wiped the hand that squeezed Smalun's chin.

After carefully wiping his hands again, he threw his handkerchief on Smalun's face, turned and knelt down to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I will not be around your Majesty in the future, I hope you will take care of yourself." As he said, his forehead was knocked heavily. On the gold bricks.

The emperor waved his hand wearily, and an attendant brought a glass of poisoned wine to his foster friend.

The foster friend picked up the wine glass with unwillingness and resentment on his face, but drank the poisonous wine without hesitation.

Poison is the poison that sees the blood in the throat. He immediately bleeds from his orifices, with abdominal pain like cramping, and seeing Prime Minister Rao's face in the corner of his eye, he thinks that he has one last thing to do.

He exhausted his remaining strength to reluctantly stand up and flew over. Prime Minister Rao didn't want him to be dying and was still struggling. He couldn't avoid it. He immediately grabbed the back of his neck. The bright white and slender fingers became claws. Crushed Prime Minister Rao's cervical spine.

Prime Minister Rao's eyes widened, never staring at him.

"Hahahaha..." The foster friend fell to the ground and laughed wildly.

At least...At least he avenged his revenge before he died. It was enough to kill the culprit for his grandmother, younger siblings, partners, and villagers who died in the snow that year.

"Ka—" Liu Cai stopped.

Yu Siyang lay on the ground, still unable to recover.

Old man Ouyang came over, and Tang Hang followed suit, placing a pony next to Yu Siyang and letting him sit.

"Xiaoyu, you acted too hard."

Yu Siyang gave a dazed "Ah".

The old man patted his arm and said with a smile: "I haven't played yet. Get up quickly and look at the monitor. The old man will tell you about your problem."

Tang Hang lifted the person up from the ground, Yu Siyang wore a face of artificial plasma, and his expression was so gloomy that he could directly shoot a horror movie, and followed Mr. Ouyang toward the monitor.

The dragon suits who had been watching from the outside of the field unanimously let out a sigh of relief. From the beginning of the shooting, they almost kept their breath, their faces flushed.

The scene just now shocked them too much. Several actors played on the same stage and vividly showed them what it means to be crushed by strength. No wonder that others are the celebrities, they can only run the trick.

And the main scene of this scene, Yu Siyang and the movie emperors Biaoxi, did not lose the wind. The long series of lines were very contagious, and the onlookers deeply felt the grief and anger of the characters. despair.

Just now, the actor who said that Yu Siyang has only one face can't help but lower his head in shame. The other party has the strength and beauty and is younger than himself. In such a comparison, he is defeated, and what qualifications do he have to say.

"Yu Siyang is so handsome," a dragon-clad girl Xingyan held her cheek, "I'm so handsome out of the earth, ahhhh...I want to join the food group..."

The sour actor looked at Yu Siyang who was standing next to the monitor speechlessly. He was dressed in black and his face was blood. Fortunately, it is not midnight, otherwise he would not scare people to pee?!

Well, the girl sees the essence through the phenomenon from his face full of artificial plasma.

"What's your expression? Do you dare to say that Yu Siyang didn't perform well." Long Tao's sister crossed her eyebrows.

"No, it was very good."

"Humph!"

Long Tao sister shook her head proudly and continued to stare at Yu Siyang's nympho.

Yi Jiaojiao said to the assistant next to her, "It's fun to be a young man now."

The assistant rolled his eyes-it's really fun for your old man to eavesdrop on a group of actors and actresses.

Yu Siyang repeatedly watched his expression on the monitor, and each camera took turns to watch.

"Your expression here is a bit too much." Old man Ouyang pointed to one of the pictures. "This section is to show the angry shouts of the foster friends. The so-called people are about to die and they are kind, shouting, not roaring, he is sincere. For the emperor's sake, your facial expressions are too big and exaggerated."

Yu Siyang nodded.

Indeed, there is a picture of him in front of him. His mouth is so open that he can see the tonsils.

"Your expression is just right in the drama. It can't be used on the big screen. It will scare the children." Father Ouyang joked.

Yu Siyang: "..." Can the old man stop telling cold jokes, smirking is so tiring.

Zhan Heng stood behind an old man and a young man. After listening to the old man's guidance for a long time, he was amused by the old man's cold jokes. He patted Yu Siyang on the shoulder and joked: "You can do it, Xiaoyu, Mr. Ouyang was invited out of the mountain by you. Up."

"Mr. Xue asked the teacher to guide me." Yu Siyang whispered in Zhan Heng's ear.

Well, the boss has great powers.Zhan Heng shrugged, he did not envy or hate at all.

I am still very curious about the reason why the old man came out.

"Teacher Ouyang, why are you willing to guide Xiaoyu? Back then, I didn't invite you to come."

Ouyang Su said dissatisfied: "Your home is a cottage."

"Okay, my house is a thatched cottage." Zhan Heng nodded like a garlic, "You tell me, why are you willing to guide Xiaoyu. Is it because Xiaoyu is better-looking than me?"

"Xiaoyu's brother promised me a condition."

"What conditions?"

The old man proudly said: "Sponsor our community's dance team to participate in the city's square dance competition."

Zhan Heng: "..."

this one?

This is really kidding me, right?right!