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Chapter 177 The Movie Emperor's White Moonlight Flower 26

Chen Jinxiu's emotions gradually broke down, and she screamed loudly:

"Yang Ziying, aren't you the strongest? If you hate me, just live well and surpass me. Now you are willing to degenerate, what is that?"

Since childhood, Chen Jinxiu's grades have been better than hers, her personality is more obedient and smarter, and her appearance is better than her. Everyone around her likes her more.

Yang Ziying is a proud and arrogant person. With so many things piling up at the same time, it is impossible that there will be no conflicts.

But "other people's children" Chen Jinxiu treated her very well, which made Yang Ziying feel unusually superior and victorious.

It was like Chen Jinxiu conquered everyone, and she conquered Chen Jinxiu.

Originally, the two could achieve a strange balance, but the bad thing was that Chen Jinxiu had a boyfriend and she encountered misfortune.

She no longer had the capital to compete with Chen Jinxiu.

"I give up." Yang Ziying put out the cigarette butt, threw it on the ground, and walked step by step towards the dark bar.

Looking at her lonely back, Chen Jinxiu felt inexplicably panicked. She felt vaguely that if she didn't help that person, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"Yang Ziying!" she spoke suddenly.

The woman paused.

Chen Jinxiu gritted her teeth and said in a soft voice, "Come back, okay? It doesn't matter if you hate me, at least think about grandma."

grandmother?

Yang Ziying was in a trance.

However, the amiable old man had passed away a week ago.

Yang Ziying pushed the door open completely, tilted her head slightly, and left only one sentence that sounded like sadness and hatred:

"I am oblivious."

Looking at the closed door, tears rolled down her cheeks. Chen Jinxiu stayed there for a few seconds and then turned around.

"Cut! Pass!" The director made a decision and strode over. "You all performed very well!"

The surrounding staff had long been brought into the play by them, and at this moment, they all had tears in their eyes and looked miserable.

The actress who plays Chen Jinxiu is called Lu Shiyu, who has a pure face of a campus goddess. She is kind and simple, yet also tenacious.

She has the looks and personality of a typical campus heroine, and she became well-known through her roles in campus TV dramas.

At this moment, she was wiping her tears with one hand and crying so miserably.

Director Yao saw it and joked, "You don't have to be so moved by my compliment."

"I'm not crying about this."

Lu Shiyu sobbed. Seeing Shi Qing coming over, she rushed over and hugged her, "Wow, Yang Ziying, you have such a cruel heart. Why didn't you tell me that grandma passed away? Why…"

Shi Qing was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyebrows and said, "I don't know either."

She was also completely unaware of her grandmother's death.

“Wow, you big liar…Why did you do that? Why did you break up with me…” Thinking of the ending of the two people in the movie, Lu Shiyu was heartbroken.

Shi Qing knew that she had not yet completely gotten over her emotions, so he patted her on the back gently, "My bad."

Two beautiful girls hug each other, the picture is very harmonious and warm.

While the staff were saddened by their friendship, they did not forget to record this footage.

The director cleared his throat twice and shouted through a loud speaker:

"Today's scenes in the city are officially over. Everyone go back and have a good rest. In a week, we will set off for Minglan Village!"

The people present cheered and dispersed.

That night, the TV series "Longquan" finally came to an end.

The tense music sounded, the enemy army was approaching, and dark clouds were gathering.

"Soldiers, defend Dajin to the death!"

Standing at the front was Song Zhoudu, dressed in heavy armor.

He held the spear high in his right hand, his face was covered with scars and dirt, and he no longer looked like the arrogant young man from a noble family.

Behind him, there are less than a hundred soldiers, and behind them is the country’s last line of defense.

Even though their robes were stained with blood, their eyes were still sharp, and they all raised their spears and swords, shouting loudly:

"We swear to defend Dajin until our death. We swear to defend Dajin until our death! We swear to defend Dajin until our death!"

Opposite them was the enemy general sitting high on his horse. He was unstoppable in his fight against all the enemies. Now there were less than fifty people on the opposite side, so it was no problem for him to defeat them.

He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a solemn expression. He raised his hand and ordered:

"kill!"

Thousands of soldiers behind him rushed forward, and there was fighting and shouting on the battlefield.

Accompanied by the tragic music, the soldiers of Jin fell one by one, and in the end only Song Zhoudu was left gritting his teeth and holding on.

However, it was ultimately the mantis trying to stop the chariot.

Under the siege of the enemy, the blood had long blurred his vision. He was like a puppet that felt no pain, and he hacked and killed mechanically relying only on the breath in his chest.

The armor on his body had long been seen through, and his chest suddenly tightened. He hesitantly lowered his head, and a sharp gun tip suddenly pierced through his chest.

His legs could no longer support his heavy body, so he knelt on one knee.

"kill--"

The sound suddenly disappeared, and the enemy's movements slowed down. While he was dizzy, thousands of spears stabbed at him.

The world returned to silence.

The rain fell, one drop, two drops, three drops... pouring down. More than thirty corpses were lying on the battlefield, with one person kneeling on one knee, with countless spears piercing his body, his head hanging down and always facing the broken city gate.

That's the direction of home.

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The Jin emperor fled south in a hurry, and most of the elderly, the weak, women and children left in the capital were ruthlessly killed by the enemy. The city was littered with corpses and the smell of blood lingered for three months.

The girls in Wangxianglou had already fled and scattered, and the few who were left felt hopeless and just waited to die.

There were wailing and crying outside, but it was quiet and peaceful inside the house.

Beside the flower-patterned window, a woman was fiddling with a jade fan made of raw gauze. The setting sun was shining on her. She was gradually feeling sleepy and was about to lie down on the soft couch to take a nap when someone pushed the door open and came in.

Hua Nongying looked over.

The person who came was Song Zhoudu, who was dressed elegantly in white. He smiled and said, "I'm back."

Hua Nongying's eyes were filled with surprise, but she was confused at the same time. "But I heard that the young master had already..."

"Hush." ​​Song Zhoudu put his index finger against her lips and smiled gently, "I haven't heard the sound of the piano for a long time. Nong Ying, please play one last song for me today."

Hua Nongying felt inexplicably sad, she held the guqin with tears in her eyes, lowered her eyes and played. Tears dripped on the strings like rain, and she played a vague but sad tune.

Song Zhoudu was intoxicated by it, and said lazily with a smile: "This meaning is just like the song of Yaotai..."

Just as he finished speaking, there was another knock on the door.

Hua Nongying suddenly woke up from her dream.

She felt so sad that she couldn't express it. She looked out the window blankly, and the wind blew against the bamboo.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, a man rolled up the curtain and walked in.

Seeing her, the little girl looked worried, "Sister Nong Ying, there are a lot of soldiers outside, they want you to sing a song for them."

Now, the emperor has fled south, and the only soldiers left in the capital are the generals and soldiers of the enemy country Chen.

Hua Nongying sneered, "Everyone who comes here is a guest, so I should play a good song for them."

Under the little girl's astonished gaze, Hua Nongying changed into her most beautiful dress and walked onto the stage holding the guqin.

The Chen State completely occupied the capital of the Jin State, and the country was occupied. The aristocratic families of the Jin State had long since fled south with the emperor, and the people also left their homeland one after another.

As for Hua Nongying of Wangxiang Tower, he had long been spat upon by the literati of the world because he flattered the enemy and defected to them, playing the piano and singing for them every night.

"I used to think she was a decent person who sold her art instead of her body, but it turns out she was just waiting for that old man, what a bitch."

The men on the street spat on the ground with disdain.

"That's right. It is said that General Song had taken care of her many times before. But that bitch actually gave herself to that enemy general. How unlucky!"

"That's right. Look at Miss Wen. She is so tenacious and unyielding. She refuses to obey even until her death. That's called having backbone!"

"Isn't there a line in a poem that goes 'The merchant girl knows not the sorrow of losing her country, yet she still sings the song of the back garden across the river'? I think the shadow of the flower is more hateful than the merchant girl!"

"Fuck it, if I saw that bitch I would definitely kill her with a knife. She is such a disgrace to our Great Jin!"

……

"You bitch!" The man sitting on the high seat slapped the woman to the ground.

He had angry eyes and a knife blade stuck in his chest. Blood was gushing out, soaking his clothes, which showed that the knife had been stabbed very deeply.

Hua Nongying was lying on the ground with two soldiers holding their swords at her neck. There were clear marks of slaps on her face. She raised her lips and sneered:

"It was my mistake today, otherwise I would have taken your life!"

Wang Ming stood up and said in a calm voice: "If you dare to betray me, I will make you wish you were dead or alive.

Hua Nongying endured the burning pain in her abdomen. Even though her body was shaking, she still sneered contemptuously: "It's too late."

The next second, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, fell backwards, closed her eyes, and dark blood still flowed from the corners of her lips. It was obvious that she had been poisoned for a long time.

Wang Ming pinched her mouth open, revealing blood all over it.

He shook it off violently, staring down at the corpse and said angrily:

"Hang this bitch on the city gate and expose her to the sun for three months! I want the people of Jin to watch and see what happens to those who dare to resist Chen!"

Soon, Hua Nongying's body was hung high above the city gate.

No matter whether it was the soldiers of Chen or the common people of Jin, they would curse and spit whenever they passed by.

Thousands of miles away, Wen Qing was riding a small boat, heading south.

The river was covered with mist and the surroundings were silent.

She was dressed in plain clothes, looking at the vast river with a melancholy look on her face.

"Qing'er, it's cold outside, come in and hide."

A gentle and weak greeting came from the cabin, interrupting Wen Qing's thoughts.

The world is like a flowing stream, and life is just a dream.

She sighed, "Here I come, mother."

He turned around and walked in with his head down.

【End of play】

[The world is such a mess]: "Ah? This is the finale? Is the director sure he didn't make a mistake? Or will there be a second season?"

[Dark Cloud]: "Everyone is dead, and there is still a second season."

[Ababa]: "No, I didn't see it wrong, you tell me this is the finale? Where are the male protagonists? Why are they all dead?"

[Have you eaten yet]: "A male protagonist of such a big age can die just like that?"

[月下风来弄影]: "Xiao Huahua is dead too. Even after her death, her body will be left exposed for three months. She will become a mummy. Woo woo woo"

[Xiaohua]: "Although the above person said it was very tragic, but I really wanted to laugh when I saw myself being dried up. Sorry, hahahaha"

[Jun Ge is 1.8 meters tall]: "The director just wants to see us cry, but I won't cry. I won't cry."

[Wangcai Cutie]: "In fact, logically speaking, the ending seems to be correct. Jin has long been corrupt. If it fails to reform thoroughly, even if it wins, it will eventually fall. "

[Little Cutie]: "Moreover, the hero had been a carefree young man from an aristocratic family for the past ten years. Since he was sent to fight, it means that Jin State has no more talents to use. How could he save a country by himself? Therefore, his death is very reasonable."

[Song Jundu]: "It's ironic that the hero is named Song Zhoudu. All the civilian beggars and singing girls he wanted to help died because of him. Even after becoming a general, he still couldn't protect anything."

[Little Crocodile]: "The heroine loves the hero so much, why doesn't he die with her?"

[清风徐来]: "What the hell is that shot of the heroine at the end? She and the hero are a perfect match, why does it feel like the supporting actress's charm is almost overwhelming hers! It feels like she would still have charisma if she died directly in the capital."

[Eel]: "What the hell is going on upstairs? Why must people die? The emperor can escape, so doesn't she, a weak woman, have the right to live?"

[Slow voice stops]: "Hua Nongying is alone and has no ties, so of course she can sacrifice herself, but Wen Qing still has her mother. If she dies, what will happen to her mother? Who will take care of her?"

[Mango-flavored watermelon]: "I just feel like the supporting actress is better than her. The leading actress is trash, like a log."

[Sheng Sheng Man]: "You can tell at first glance that he is a brainless fan of someone, and his comments are like those of a mentally retarded person."

[Ye Qing is my idol]: "So what? Is it a big deal that the female lead has poor acting skills? I think she is not as good as Ye Qing. Zhang Man is still ugly. If Ye Qing played the female lead, she would have been famous a long time ago."

Suddenly, a large number of IDs emerged in the TV series comment section, praising her acting skills and criticizing Zhang Man, and the war of words about the heroine and the supporting actress became more and more intense.

There was even a debate about who was the protagonist's true love.

These comments and comments have affected the viewing experience of passers-by. The source of the problem is that the fans who call themselves Shiqing provoked the fans, so a large number of passers-by complained about it.

If he said a word, he would be besieged and attacked, and passers-by hated Shi Qing even more.

Some of Shi Qing's loyal fans, such as [小叶][小猫][茜你钱了] and others, keenly noticed something was wrong and found out that those accounts were all at the initial level, and guessed that they were water armies.

So they all took to their accounts to speak out to stop the slander and clarify the situation, and listed a lot of screenshots as evidence.

Some experts have said that the lifespan of a rumor is three days. As long as you ignore it after three days, it will naturally fade away.

However, the reason why a rumor becomes a rumor is not that no one refutes it, but that people do not see the results of the refutation.

In daily life, everyone has his or her own rhythm and will not sit around doing nothing and asking questions.

The moment a rumor first comes out, people form their initial impression of something.

They turn off and scroll through their phones as they absorb new information.

There are actually rumors that have been debunked, but because few people pay attention to the follow-up of the incident, the way things were initially presented to them is subconsciously regarded as true.

When no one pays attention to the truth, rumors become facts.

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Note: [1] Derived from “The Crow Crying at Night” by Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty.