Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 126 Sir, can I touch it?

Wang Er had his mouth blocked the entire time, but he didn't shout or struggle.

For him, it didn't matter who it was sent to.

As long as he was alive, even with only one breath, it was enough for him.

After doing all these things, he could still survive under Ying Zheng's control. This was something he could not even imagine.

Two Black Ice Guards picked up Chunyu Yue, Ding Zhi and Wang Er, one in each hand.

He tucked it under his arm and quickly walked out of the woodshed.

Chunyu Yue and Ding Zhi were still shouting and struggling.

The Black Ice Guard grabbed their necks and knocked Chunyu Yue and Ding Zhi's heads together.

"boom!"

"Your Majesty!!!"

Chunyu Yue and Ding Zhi screamed, their eyes rolled back, and they fainted.

It was finally quiet.

Black Ice Guard breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Er's whole body stiffened, and he was once again glad that he was sensible.

Otherwise, his fate would be the same as Chunyu Yue and Ding Zhi.

Seeing that Wang Er was not making any trouble, the Black Ice Guard didn't do anything to him.

He just glanced down at him, then quickly left the inn and rushed all the way to the mountain road intersection.

In the woodshed.

Qi Pan turned to look at Ying Zheng, "Brother, is our part over?"

"Ah."

Ying Zheng nodded, "Yes, it's over. Sir, you acted very well."

After receiving the man's praise, Qi Pan smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Hehe, you are acting in your true colors. I think your acting is really good, brother."

"The aura you displayed just now really resembles those of ancient emperors."

"He looks exactly like my idol, Qin Shi Huang. His temperament, tone, and demeanor are absolutely amazing!"

As he spoke, Qi Pan gave the man a thumbs up.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng revealed a faint smile on his resolute and handsome face.

That expression was extremely gentle.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. I am acting in my true colors."

"Ah? Playing yourself?"

Qi Pan was stunned. "Brother, have you always played ancient emperors before? Or was it Qin Shi Huang?"

Ying Zheng said, "All of them."

"I have loved acting since I was a child, and I am particularly fond of playing emperors, especially Qin Shi Huang."

"I am the best at playing the role of Qin Shi Huang!"

As he spoke, Ying Zheng raised his chin slightly arrogantly.

He was right.

He has been the King of Qin since he was thirteen years old, and it has been exactly nineteen years now.

He was the King of Qin for nineteen years.

If we talk about resemblance, who could be more like Qin Shi Huang than him?

"It's a pity that I haven't seen you in any TV dramas. Otherwise, with your acting skills, you would definitely be a big hit in the entertainment industry."

Qi Pan said with a little regret, "If all the stars in the entertainment industry could act like you, there wouldn't be so many TV dramas worth watching."

"As for the TV in my house, I haven't turned it on for a long time."

“It’s all covered in dust.”

“Ahahahaha…”

Ying Zheng said, "If it's really like what you said, everyone's acting skills are like this."

"Wouldn't the entertainment industry explode then? Besides, I'm very expensive."

"General TV series and scripts can't afford me. I'm very picky."

"If the script is not to my liking, I won't go no matter how much money I get."

what?

Ordinary TV dramas and scripts can’t afford you?

Are you still picky?

If you don’t like the script, you won’t go no matter how much money you get?

Qi Pan's face was filled with amazement.

"As expected of you, brother, you are so rich!"

Ying Zheng said modestly, "It's okay."

Seeing that the two were chatting happily, Fusu also came over.

He looked at Qi Pan with sparkling eyes and asked expectantly.

"Sir, what about me? How is my acting?"

Ok?

what?

Your acting skills?

Qi Pan was stunned for a moment and began to recall.

Did Xiao Su have any lines just now?

It seems...no.

Is there any role for him?

It seems that there are, but not many...

The role is all up to me.

But looking at Fusu's excited expression, Qi Pan didn't want to discourage the young man.

She nodded affirmatively, "Well, you acted very well!"

"The expressions, movements, and momentum are all on point!"

"Although there are no lines, your acting skills cannot be more clearly displayed."

"But you can already beat most of the young and handsome guys in the entertainment industry in seconds."

"Even if we don't mention your acting skills, you can kill a lot of people in seconds just by relying on your looks!"

“Come on, you’re great!”

The smile on Fusu's face grew wider and wider.

Finally, it blossomed into a sunflower.

He bared his big white teeth and said, "Hey, Mr. Xie!"

"I will definitely work hard!"

The play was over, and Qi Pan clapped his hands, "Alright, alright, let's call it a day!"

A group of people returned to the lobby of the inn in a mighty procession.

As soon as Qi Pan sat down, the little tiger Wangcai jumped up and fell into her arms.

"Hiss! Ouch......"

Qipan cried out softly.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Ying Zheng quickly asked with concern, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Qi Pan took a deep breath and slowly shook his head.

"fine!"

Damn Xiao Wangcai!

Why did he hit her chest when there were so many places to hit her?

It hurts so much!

Although he was gritting his teeth towards Wangcai in his heart, Qipan was still extremely gentle and careful when he grabbed Wangcai's neck.

Putting Wangcai on his lap, Qipan grabbed Wangcai's head hard.

Its smooth hair was ruffled into a mess.

"Ouch?"

The little tiger Wangcai looked a little dazed.

With a pair of wet eyes, he looked at Qi Pan.

Seeing this, Qi Pan's heart softened and he started to stroke its fur again.

"Ow~"

Wangcai squinted his eyes comfortably and rubbed Qipan's palm with his head.

Then he lay down with his front paws bent, nestling between Qi Pan's legs.

Let Qi Pan's hands fall on its head and body again and again.

Seeing the little tiger enjoying himself, Ying Zheng also felt itchy.

He looked at Qi Pan and asked, "Sir, can I touch it?"

Ok?

"sure."

Qi Pan moved his hand away and gave up his seat.

Worried that Ying Zheng would find it difficult to touch or reach it, she even moved the little tiger on her leg forward.

But the next second, she felt a weight on her head.

A large palm landed on her head.

"Hey???"

Qi Pan was completely stunned.

This...what does this mean?

"Brother, I asked you to touch Wangcai, why are you touching me?"

Looking at Qi Pan's dazed look, Ying Zheng said.

"I thought the gentleman agreed."

"Ah? Agree? Agree to what?"

I don’t understand.

Ying Zheng said, "I just asked you if I could touch it."

"If the gentleman says yes, doesn't that mean he agrees to let me touch it?"

"what???"

Qi Pan said: "I want you to touch Wangcai."

"I thought you were asking about Wangcai, that's why I agreed."

Who knew you were asking me?

Who in their right mind would have thought that it was me you wanted to touch? ! !

Ying Zheng's hand was on Qi Pan's head, and he hadn't moved away yet, he said.