After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

  Chapter 77 Si Fuqing: Unload it

  Xia Sheng was born as a model, and both her figure and appearance are excellent.

   She is also from Nanzhou, with the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman, her temperament is gentle, and she is very fond of fans, so her fans are loyal fans.

  Because he was born in a scholarly family, Xia Sheng admired the ancient culture of the country.

   After entering the circle of models, she will often post photos of cheongsam or summer clothes on Weibo.

  Xiafu is the ancient clothing that was popular during the Great Xia Dynasty, and it is also the traditional clothing of the Great Xia Empire.

  Due to the constant wars during the Emperor Yin period, there were frequent migrations between cities.

  So summer clothes are not complicated, even so, women's clothes are still gorgeous, men's clothes are not heroic, and they are deeply loved by people in the ancient style circle.

   It's just that the national style culture has declined in recent years, and there are very few catwalks in this category, and it is only with great difficulty that a clothing brand such as Xijiangyue has emerged.

  So, even though Xi Jiangyue is very small and has no reputation, Xia Sheng also went to the interview for her own preference.

   Not to mention fans, even Xia Sheng felt that Xi Jiangyue's advertising model would be in her hands.

   After all, there are not many models suitable for this style. In order to enter the international market, many models deliberately put their styles in the direction of the western mainland.

   As a result, no one thought that a Si Fuqing who was not even a model would come out halfway.

  Why?

   The netizens who were watching were also very surprised when they saw this Weibo of Xia Sheng's big fan.

  【I thought maybe Xi Jiangyue was not famous and no one went to the interview, so she was forced to be selected by Si Fuqing's backstage. Now it's strange, with Xia Sheng here, why is Si Fuqing still selected? 】

   [Ok, it’s nothing compared to your face or business ability, Si Fuqing, can you compare to your education? Oh, I forgot, did Si Fuqing never even go to high school? 】

   [Laughing to death, a fish that slipped through the net after nine years of education, and dare to be so arrogant in the entertainment industry, I can only say that the capital is awesome. 】

  [Then let’s arrange for our Shengsheng in the front row, height 178cm, weight 44kg, graduated from Haicheng Film and Television University, high-quality idol, worthy of fans. 】

  【Si Fuqing is really incomparable to anyone else. After watching "Youth", she finally had a good impression of her, but now it's gone. Isn't it good to improve her abilities in a down-to-earth way? What about getting an endorsement, virtue doesn't match. 】

  【I suggest that if Si Fuqing still wants to gain the goodwill of passers-by, it is best to give Xia Sheng the endorsement, after all, you are not a model. 】

  Xi Jiangyue's official Weibo was completely blasted.

   The latest Weibo comment that announced Si Fuqing as the spokesperson has already reached 20,000 comments, all of which are injustice for Xia Sheng.

  Lin Qingyan was in a good mood, she tangled her hair: "Very good, we can push it at the critical moment. Does this Xia Sheng still have something to do with Sijiucheng?"

   "It seems so." The agent thought for a while, "Didn't it break the news at the end of last year that Xia Sheng appeared at the Yu family's annual meeting? But there is no definite news."

"Then it seems that her financial master may be from the Yu family." Lin Qingyan sighed regretfully, "Let's guide her to meet Si Fuqing, no matter how strong the Zuo family is, it is impossible for her to be with Si Fuqing. The Yu Family in the Four Nine Cities."

   The agent nodded in agreement: "Yes, we can be the pushbacks, and we don't have to show up."

   Lin Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled.

Two dogs fight, play off.

   She is the fisherman.

   She believed that Si Fuqing would lose his skin if he didn't die this time.

  **

   When Lin Qingyan was still spending a lot of money to contact the Navy and the marketing account, Si Fuqing had already ended today's treatment.

   She drank a glass of juice, lay on the sofa watching cartoons, and watched with great interest the moles making holes.

  Feng Sanwei couldn't understand her hobby, so she had to go into the kitchen to cut fruit.

  Si Fu tilted his body, put his head on his hands, looked at the man sitting on the single sofa next to him, and said thoughtfully, "Boss, I think if you enter the entertainment industry, it is very suitable for you to play a kind of person."

  Yu Xiheng floated the floating tea, picked up the teacup, and said in a warm voice, "Which category?"

  Si Fuqing blinked, and of course: "Emperor."

   Yu Xiheng stopped drinking tea, and Ruifeng narrowed his eyes.

   His light amber pupils darkened a bit in an instant, and there was a deep prestige at the bottom of his eyes.

   Feng Sancai walked out of the kitchen. At this moment, he seemed to feel that his blood was frozen, and his body was so stiff that he couldn't move at all.

The air around    also seemed to freeze, making it almost impossible to breathe.

  Feng San had difficulty breathing: "Nine, nine..."

  Si Fu Qingyi didn't feel anything, she sighed: "Speaking of which, I used to want to play the emperor, but now I realize that the one I want to play the most is the queen mother."

  Yu Xiheng propped up her elbows, with a little smile hidden behind her eyes, her aura silently subsided: "Oh? What's the reason for this?"

   "The Queen Mother is not only served by someone, but can also lie on the bed every day." Si Fuqing said lazily, "Yilai stretches out her hand to eat and open her mouth, the salted fish life in my dreams."

   Feng San, who was finally able to move: "Pff—"

What? Could it be the reason?

   As if he suddenly thought of something, Si Fuqing suddenly sat up straight again.

   She stood up, ran to the coat rack, took out a book from the hanging bag, ran back, and stopped in front of Yu Xiheng.

  Yu Xiheng raised her head, her eyes fell on the dull hair on top of the girl's head that was raised again, her eyebrows raised slightly: "What is this?"

   "Boss." Si Fuqing put his hands together and looked extremely serious, "I have a dream in life, I hope you can help me realize it."

   Yu Xiheng's expression was slightly restrained: "What dream?"

"I want to hear what Emperor Yin has to say." Si Fuqing pointed to the book in his hand, "Can you read this sentence? Please, boss, I think your voice is super nice, and no seiyuu I know can compare. Let me record your voice!"

  Fengsan: "…"

   In addition to eating roast duck, is your dream in life to listen to historical figures?

   Are these random dreams?

   He believed that Brother Ninth would definitely not accompany Miss Si to make trouble!

   Who knows, Yu Xiheng put down the document in his hand and took the book: "Which sentence?"

   "That's it!" Si Fuqing pointed to the book, "Boss, hurry up, tell me again."

   Yu Xiheng lowered her head, her eyes suddenly darkened.

   The above is a sentence like this-

"In the third year of the early Yuan Dynasty, a courtier sent a letter to the emperor, asking him to take concubines and concubines and fill the harem. , the three thousand harems were abolished." - "The Eighteenth Chapter of Emperor Yin's Chronicle"

  Si Fuqing also admires Emperor Yin the most.

  Some historians have always lamented that Emperor Yin lived for twenty-seven years, but he never had a wife and a concubine, leaving behind a descendant.

   After his death, the courtiers followed his edict and adopted the descendants of the prince from the clan to continue the blood of the Great Xia Dynasty.

  The sky is not yet settled, the sea is not level, the country is not yet safe, what is home?

   It turns out that there are people in this world who can put righteousness above all personal emotions.

   Yu Xiheng's eyes were still, and her voice was very light: "It's a good sentence, but he may not have said such a thing."

   "Whether he said it or not, he did it." Si Fuqing tilted his head, "That's enough, isn't it?"

  Yu Xiheng was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Yes."

   Having read a lot of history books, he sometimes wondered what the so-called love and worship of him in later generations was.

  Is it a cold plate impression drawn by the text, or a perfect human design imagined?

   But not really him.

   He has flaws and is not perfect.

   "I'm ready." Si Fuqing raised his phone, "Boss, let's start."

   Yu Xiheng raised her eyebrows slightly, and read the sentence again according to the history book.

   His tone was still calm and steady, and there was no emotional ups and downs.

  But Si Fuqing felt that this might be the tone of Emperor Yin when he said this.

   is not tough, but light.

  The man's voice was slow and slow, with a little more illusory blur, making her feel as if she had returned to the heyday of the Great Xia Dynasty and stood face to face in front of Emperor Yin.

   Until Yu Xiheng handed over the book again, she said forcefully: "Okay."

  Si Fuqing finally came to her senses, she blinked her fox eyes: "Boss, your acting skills are good."

   Yu Xiheng propped her head up, still hiding a smile at the end of her eyes, but this time the smile was a little more meaningful: "I practiced once or twice before."

  Fengsan is very confused.

  Why didn't he know that his ninth brother had practiced acting?

   That's right, no matter whether he has practiced or not, his ninth brother is the most versatile!

   But just now, he really had a sense of seeing Emperor Yin, and subconsciously wanted to kneel down and salute.

  Fengsan took a step back silently.

  Miss Si is right, his ninth brother is quite suitable to play the emperor.

"OK! It's perfect!" Si Fuqing set this sentence as the wake-up alarm with satisfaction, "Boss, the first stage of treatment is over, when I sort out the list of herbs, we are ready to start the second stage of treatment. "

   "I believe that it won't be long before you can walk as fast as you can, and you will be able to achieve unrivaled feats of skill!"

   Feng San's mouth twitched: "…"

  Rainbow fart still depends on Miss Si blowing.

   Yu Xiheng's eyes dimmed.

   In his previous life, he died of lung disease, coughed up blood and died.

  When he was alive, he often wondered what it would be like to die.

   He felt the pain of his heart being evacuated, but it didn't take long for him to breathe fresh air again.

   Although he lived again, he got a broken body.

   Both legs are sick and the body is deficient.

   So he reconvened the Alliance of Divine Doctors.

   After being treated by the Spiritual Medicine Alliance, his legs have actually been able to walk completely, but the root of the disease has not been eradicated, and he will experience labor pains every fifteenth month.

  This pain was nothing to him, but it did affect his actions.

   He got into her car that day because of sudden pain.

   Yu Xiheng could feel that her treatment obviously eased his pain.

   He met her bright fox eyes and smiled again: "Well, I'm looking forward to it."

   "Then I'll go first." Si Fuqing waved, "You don't need to send me, I'll go back by bicycle."

   Yu Xiheng nodded.

  Si Fuqing just walked to the door when the phone rang.

As soon as    picks up, there is a reprimand.

"Si Fuqing, you did a good job!" Feng Peizhi said angrily, "Who asked you to take over the endorsement without the company's permission?! As for the contract, don't tell the company about such a big thing? Look at you. What is it like to be scolded on the Internet? Do you want the company to clean up for you again?!"

   "You really only know how to make trouble, what is your endorsement? I tell you, the company doesn't allow you—"

  Si Fuqing cut off the phone directly, and added Feng Peizhi's new number to the blacklist.

  Very good, the world is quiet.

   Naturally, this voice could not escape Yu Xiheng's ears. He raised his voice lightly: "Do you need help?"

   "I don't need it for now." Si Fuqing flexed his shoulders, "When the show ends, they can't control me anyway."

   It doesn't matter if she leaves Tianle Media.

  The important thing is that she wants Xie Yu and Xu Xiyun to debut smoothly.

   If it weren't for these students, she would never have thought of staying in the entertainment industry.

"Wait Miss Si!" Feng San chased after her with her mobile phone, a little anxious, "Your Weibo has exploded, and the comments below are saying that you stole Xia Sheng's endorsement, and they even ask if you dare to remove your makeup, if you Makeup remover looks better than Xia Sheng, they all shut up."

   He immediately looked at Yu Xiheng again: "Ninth brother, I'll find someone to title, and these people will never be allowed to insult Miss Si again."

   "No, it's really troublesome." Si Fuqing clicked into Weibo, "Unload it. Unload it."

   After a few seconds, she put away her phone: "It's done."

  Xiaobai looked at the pen in Yu Xiheng's hand eagerly again, and licked the pink lips.

   So fragrant, I really want to eat it.

   Then its head was forcibly pressed down by Si Fuqing.

noob:"…"

   Damn dog owner!

  Feng San dumped Si Fu to the door, wondering and curious.

   On the way back, he opened the software and touched Si Fuqing's Weibo, wanting to see what she had done.

  The latest one is a retweet.

   The time was ten seconds ago.

  【@斯福清V: Dare, climb. //@xiasheng's little pillow: Don't make any more gambling appointments, just ask, Fuqing, do you dare to remove makeup in front of the whole network? You let us...]

   (end of this chapter)