A bit stiff after rebirth

Chapter 365 This is a work-related injury

Xu Qinghe blinked at Su Yiqian, who also smiled, "Brother Xu, you're going to act like crazy when you come up. Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to catch up? What if I don't remember the lines?"

"Didn't you remember this?" Xu Qinghe spread his hands. During the month of contact with "Runaway Tour Group", he confirmed that she was a very serious and responsible actor, so when she took on the next drama

, will never be sloppy. Reading the script and memorizing the lines is the most basic respect an actor has for a character.

"Okay, everyone, get ready and start shooting right away."

Su Yiqian turned around and walked towards the general's mansion. She didn't have many scenes here, but more at the border and the military camp.

Song Li, a young actor who just debuted this year, plays the role of the maid Lan Yuan. She playfully stuck out her tongue at Su Yiqian and said, "Sister Qianqian, my grandma likes you. She knows about you and me this time."

We are filming with a crew, so I have to learn from you."

Su Yi smiled lightly, "It's not about learning, we help each other and make progress."

"Sister Qianqian, I heard them say that you never use a stunt double in filming scenes, right?" Song Li was full of curiosity. Although she had just debuted, due to family reasons, she had grown up on the set since she was a child and had watched too many

Actresses who were afraid of accidents or who didn't want to shoot scenes asked for substitutes, and then took the money themselves. This time when she knew that she would be filming on the same crew as Su Yiqian, and would spend a long time together, she wanted to know what kind of person this grandma was.

Are the people who praise you all the time really that good?

"Why let others do what I can do?" The smile on Su Yiqian's face did not change. She had to be responsible for her role with this salary. She would naturally do the scenes she could do. If

She won't show off if there is something she really can't do. She still understands that no matter how capable she is, she can do great things.

Song Li nodded thoughtfully. Su Yiqian said one sentence was more effective than any more words. Yes, why would he let others do what he could do? It would be easy for the audience to see that.

All departments, including the extras, were already in place. Su Yiqian glanced at the stone table in the courtyard. There were teapots and pastries on it. They were all real. However, she couldn't eat them because she was heartbroken.

"start!"

Su Yiqian's eyes changed. The wantonness and flamboyance in her eyes matched her red dress. At this moment, she was like a wind smoke.

"Miss!"

Lan Yuan ran over with Changying in her hand, "Miss, if the old man knows that you are going out again..."

"What's wrong with me? Grandpa just cares too much." Feng Yan muttered, took the long sword, turned around and walked away.

"Miss, wait for Lan Yuan!"

As soon as Feng Yan reached the gate, before she could cross the threshold, she was stopped by the servant standing at the door, "Miss, what are you..."

"You dare to stop me?" Feng Yan glared, and the two servants naturally didn't dare. However, remembering what the old man had ordered, the two of them had troubled looks on their faces.

Feng Yan weighed the long sword in her hand, turned her eyes, and suddenly looked outside, her eyes full of surprise, and she said loudly: "Dad! Why are you back?!"

The two servants were startled. As soon as they turned around, Feng Yan dragged Lan Yuan and jumped down the steps, "Let's go!"

"Card!"

Director Song watched the playback on the monitor. At this time, Feng Yan was still a carefree young lady from the General's Mansion. Her eyes were wanton and flamboyant. There was no negative energy in her body. This was Feng Yan at this time.

Su Yiqian did a good job.

But that was all for this scene. Next, Feng Yan received the news that her father and brother died in battle. This news almost broke the girl who had just grown hair. Seeing the white-haired man sending the black-haired man to his grandfather, the girl made a determined decision.

With a long shadow in white clothes, he went to the border.

Su Yiqian held the long sword in her arms and leaned against the wall, watching the director coordinating the extras. She was thinking about Feng Yan's inner changes in the next part. She couldn't overdo it. Using too much force would make people feel fake, so she had to be careful.

So good. She touched her nose and suddenly remembered the time in her previous life when her parents died in a car accident. At that time, she looked quite similar to Feng Yan.

When all the extras are in place, Su Yiqian and Lan Yuan are also ready. The turning point of Feng Yan's fate is here.

Feng Yan had just run out of the house and had not taken a few steps when she heard the sound of rapid horse hooves. She paused and looked at the war horse rushing out of the crowd, and at the blood-stained man on the war horse's armor.

She frowned slightly.

The war horse neighed and stopped at the gate of the Zhenguo General's Mansion. The young general who had been sleeping rough all the way turned over and dismounted, but staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Fu Ming..."

The young general froze, turned around and looked at the girl in red dress standing ten steps away from him. His already pale face became even more pale. Miss...

Feng Yan walked closer step by step, looking at the blood stains on his armor and his bloodless cheeks, the look in his eyes disappeared little by little, "Fu Ming, why are you back? Where is my father? Where is my eldest brother?"

"Miss..." Fu Ming's voice was hoarse, but he couldn't say anything.

"Give me."

Fu Ming took out the blood-stained envelope and a small cloth bag from his arms, and his already hoarse voice trembled even more, "Miss, the marshal and the young marshal died in battle..."

Die in battle...

Father and brother...died in battle...

The long sword in Feng Yan's hand fell to the ground with a clang. This sound made her come back to her senses. She did not dare to reach out and touch the envelope and cloth bag. Is the blood on it her father's? Or her brother's?

The camera zoomed in and focused on Su Yiqian's eyes. In those dark eyes, the light disappeared little by little.

Another lens focused on her hands. The hands that originally held the sword were trembling slightly at the moment. She wanted to make a fist, but found that she had no strength.

"Miss... my condolences..."

"Bang——"

Feng Yan fell on her back. The second before she lost consciousness, all she could hear were the exclamations of Lan Yuan and Fu Ming. She seemed to see the man in black robes. However, she saw nothing.

Just lost consciousness.

"Card!"

Xia Xia ran over and looked at the person who got up from the ground and rubbed his arms. He couldn't help but feel funny. He actually fell down just now, so it's strange that it didn't hurt.

Su Yiqian pouted at her, then turned to look in the direction of Director Song and shouted, "Director! I have a work-related injury!!"

“I’ll give you extra lunch at noon!”

"That's pretty much it," Su Yiqian muttered. She picked up Changying from the ground. This sword was real, but it had not been sharpened. She had an urge to take the sword back. She was quite

She liked these cold weapons, but after seeing her assistant's half-smiling look, Su Yiqian curled her lips and handed the long sword to the staff of the props team.

(End of chapter)