After Retiring From The Entertainment Industry, I Became The Real Young Master Of A Luxurious Family

The editing of "Struggle for Strategy" was completed and the official blog was released soon, which caused a lot of heated discussion on the Internet.

In the rest area, Lu Wenxing holding the tablet and Gu Yanshen walked in, and Wen Miao and Xu Yichen sat in a row with a few people. At first glance, it looks a bit like children sitting in rows in kindergarten.

"Quickly, quickly, I haven't seen the film yet."

"I haven't seen it either."

The film began to play, and Lu Wenxing and Gu Yanshen joined them with two small Mazha.

A childish voice sounded.

"I, Feng Xiao, swear to heaven that I will never fight for the throne with the prince brother in this life. He is the king, and I am the minister. I will spend my whole life to keep this promise at any cost."

In the picture, a child wearing a purple robe knelt on the ground upright, and he raised his head to look at his jade concubine.

"Mother concubine, I'm finished."

Concubine Yu's beautiful brows furrowed.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to call me mother and concubine. Your mother and queen are the empress and your elder brother. I call you the seventh prince and salute you, you have to bear it."

"But……"

--Snapped.

The palm fell, and the five-fingerprint was immediately printed on the pinkish jade face.

"I have a humble background and can't bear this concubine. If you repeat the crime, you don't have to come back to my yard."

"Feng Xiao knows he was wrong, don't drive Feng Xiao away. Feng Xiao will not do it again in the future."

The five- or six-year-old child hung his head, tears hitting the ground, and said with a choked voice for fear that he would be driven out of the yard by his mother and concubine.

"Feng Xiao's mother and queen are the empress's empress, and His Royal Highness is Feng Xiao's brother. Feng Xiao will be filial to the queen's empress for the rest of his life and respect the prince's brother."

Concubine Yu turned her head and couldn't bear to look at the young boy on the ground anymore, tears slipped quietly, her sleeves covered the teardrops.

The screen was full of yellow sand, and Feng Xiao came slowly on his horse.

In the upper right corner, there is a subtitle: The first emperor passed away. Feng Sheng, the younger brother of one of his mother's compatriots, tampered with the edict and ascended to the throne by himself.

"Have you heard? General Xiao returned in victory and will go to Kyoto tomorrow."

"Really? I have heard that General Xiao is famous for a long time. If I can meet him at the gate of the city, I will forget it but I have a wish."

"What? General Xiao is back to Beijing! What are the sisters waiting for? A rare opportunity."

"I'm going."

Encountering the mountains and the wild, several sturdy men surrounded the white-clothed youth, "The passing son, save me."

"If you don't want to be cleaned up, get out."

Feng Xiao's three-stroke gangster fled around.

Lu Feixue's eyes fell on Feng Xiao, her handsome face full of admiration. "The life-saving grace is not repaid, but it can only be promised by the body."

"……roll."

The palace banquet began, singing and dancing rose to peace.

"Tonight's palace banquet, one is to celebrate General Xiao, and the other is to catch the wind and dust, three... I reward General Xiao's mansion with ten boxes of gold and silver treasures. Since then, General Xiao has settled in Kyoto and was named King Xiao. All love Qing Does it make sense?"

The important ministers in the audience looked at each other, and finally bowed their heads together, "The ministers have no objection."

"I have one more reward. The General Protector has a daughter, who is so beautiful that she is a perfect match for King Xiao."

...

In the rainy night, Feng Xiao held the prince Fengyue.

"Brother Emperor, listen to me to explain."

"I'm not your emperor brother." Fengyue stretched out his hand to push Feng Xiao, and ran into the rainy night.

Feng Xiao looked lonely at the figure of Prince Fengyue leaving. Suddenly the rain stopped falling. Feng Xiao raised her head dullly, with an oil paper umbrella propped on top of her head, and Lu Feixue stood behind him.

...

"The husband and wife worship."

The two dressed in wedding dresses finished their last prayer.

"Li Cheng, send Prince Xiao and Concubine Xiao into the bridal chamber."

The screen turned to the roof, and Feng Xiao was lying on the tiles, watching the two step into the wedding room, with a smile raised at the corners of his mouth, "Congratulations, the prince brother got what he wanted."

"This is how you thought of it?"

Feng Xiao turned her head, Lu Feixue squatted nervously on the tiled house.

"You don't hesitate to scratch your face, just to get the emperor to approve you to wear a mask on your wedding? Then let the prince wear a mask to pretend to be you and marry Xue Qingruo?"

"This method is very good." Feng Xiao drank a sip, he was in a good mood, and he was willing to say a few more words with Lu Feixue, "Look, lovers will eventually become family members."

Lu Feixue complained, "Can you help me, I can't stand still."

Feng Xiao smiled, "Why did you come up if you can't stand?"

"You said, lovers will eventually become married." Lu Feixue smiled happily, "If you don't come down, I have to come up and look for you."

Feng Xiao was taken aback for a moment, his eyes filled with Lu Feixue's smile.

In the next instant, the picture turned to a snowy winter.

"Lu Feixue, what you owe me, I have already taken it back. Since then, the grievances have been cleared up and never seen again."

Feng Xiao threw down the fox fur cape and left decisively.

——Thump.

The long sword was smashed by Feng Yue, "Feng Xiao, I can't wait for you to die. I will never forgive you."

"Feng Xiao, you are really cruel."

Lu Feixue wiped off the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth, "In your heart, except to help your prince and brother ascend to the throne, you really can't hold anything else."

"Yes." Feng Xiao looked at him coldly.

"Then have you thought about it? Does your prince brother really want to sit on the throne? You tried your best, but in the end it was nothing. He doesn't need you, he hates you, he... uh."

Feng Xiao clasped Lu Feixue's neck, and his eyes appeared sharply, "Stay away from me, otherwise I will really kill you."

"You won't kill me. You can't hurt anyone at all. From the beginning to the end, you only hurt yourself."

Lu Feixue held Feng Xiao's wrist, but let Feng Xiao pinch her neck, her eyes gleaming.

"Feng Xiao, no matter what you are going to do, let me stay with you, okay?"

At the end of the clip, Wen Miao was still immersed in Lu Feixue's last words, her aunt smiled on her face.

"Great knock! Oh, let me accompany you."

Xu Yichen shook his head and sighed, "I said this to you in the drama."

"Oh."

Wen Miao didn't care, she looked at Lu Wenxing with scorching eyes.

"what?"

Looking at Wen Miao's weird sight, Lu Wenxing was immediately alert.

"Interview the stars. When filming this scene, Brother Shen looked at you tenderly and affectionately. Did you fall for a moment?"

The crew of "Machiavellian" is also known as "Eating Melon Squad". As soon as Wen Miao's voice fell, the few people present all looked at Lu Wenxing, and even Gu Yanshen, who was Guapi, looked curiously. Lu Wenxing.

Lu Wenxing: "..."

Gu Yanshen's gaze fell, Lu Wenxing raised his eyes and glanced at him, and replied.

"Yes, I have."

"What, what? Did I get it wrong?"

The eyes of a few people were wide open. They didn't expect Lu Wenxing to take this question seriously, but the sudden answer made everyone present stunned.

Gu Yan's heartbeat missed a beat, looking at Lu Wenxing differently, only listening to him slowly.

"Feng Xiao must have fallen."

Gu Yanshen: "..." The mood was ups and downs.

Everyone: "..." My stomach is ready, but there is no melon skin?

"Let's go, let's go." Xu Yichen stood up, in a posture about to retract her chair. "The melon field is gone."

"Alas, it turns out that there is no ripening of melons."

"Ben Yun is disappointed and left."

"I don't care! I can be single, and my CP must be real."

Wen Miao once again stabilized the military's mind with a word.

"It makes sense. My knocked CP will come true sooner or later."

"Wait for a'together'. Before that, I don't believe in any clarification."

Lu Wenxing supported his chin, with a smile in his eyes, watching a few people make a fuss. When the crew is tired from shooting, but the artists in the same group get along very well, and even the exhaustion disappears after the trouble.

His eyes flowed, and he met Gu Yanshen's slightly helpless eyes.

"Do you mind?"

Gu Yanshen was still immersed in loss, "What?"

"They are joking, don't take it to heart."

Obviously, Lu Wenxing mistakenly thought that Gu Yan's helplessness was because the entire crew was fighting CP.

Gu Yanshen was silent for a moment, "Actually, you can take it to heart."

Ok? ? ?

Take it to heart?

Take this matter to heart?

Lu Wenxing was stunned for a while, did he mean that?

Gu Yanshen got up and rua his hairy head. The other artists in the crew also like to rub Lu Wenxing's hair, saying that the hair is soft and feels good.

Then, Lu Wenxing asked Chen Che to buy a lot of smooth wigs, and everyone had a share.

Everyone who caught the gift off guard: "..."

"Teacher Gu." Lu Wenxing sat on a chair, looked up at him, with a grievance on his face, "I'll be bald."

"No." Gu Yan chuckled lightly.

"It's not your hair, you don't feel bad at all."

"I feel distressed, but distressed." Gu Yan's dark eyes were stained with a smile, "Just leave it to me, not bald."

Lu Wenxing: "..."

He found out that Gu Yanshen always said some weird poems recently. He suspected that Gu Yanshen was too deeply involved in the play because of the role of Lu Feixue, and even the high-cold character was taken off the track.

"Tsk. As long as you two converge a little, I won't go so crazy."

"That's it."

"What are you talking about?" Wen Miao interjected, "Brother Shen and Xingxing don't care about my feelings, don't converge. I have low blood sugar, and I need CP to give sugar."

In the college entrance examination season, in order to provide candidates with a quiet examination environment, many cities are advocating the suspension of operations in factories or construction buildings.

Qin Yu gave them a grand vacation, and Lu Wenxing flew back to City C to accompany Xie Chengfei in the college entrance examination.

Gu Yanshen also accompanied the test.

The night before the exam, Gu Yan would rather live in Gu Yanshen's house as he wished. Without the control of his parents, he was too free.

"Don't be happy. Dad and Auntie will be waiting for you outside the examination room tomorrow."

"Huh?" Gu Yanning collapsed in a second, with a grimace, "Parents are waiting outside the examination room. It's not cool at all."

"You should go to bed."

"I don't want it. It's only a few hours. You are creating tension for me. I usually go to bed at twelve o'clock."

Gu Yan looked at him expressionlessly, "Go to bed at 12 today, and start at 10 tomorrow, go to the entrance of the examination room and wait for other candidates to come out. Is that cool?"

"But I just can't sleep."

Gu Yan deeply ignored him, turned back to his bedroom, Gu Yanning followed him like a bug, "What are you doing?"

"I'm so boring in the hall by myself. Staying in your bedroom for a while, you don't sleep anyway."

"Go back to your house and stay."

"I won't." Gu Yanning drilled directly under Gu Yanshen's arm, "I'll stay a while."

Gu Yan smiled suddenly, "I'm still afraid of the dark, I'm eighteen."

"No. I'm just boring all by myself, the hall is so bright, I have nothing to fear."

Gu Yanshen was too lazy to expose him.

Gu Yanning sat down on the sofa, his brother's room was still so dull and boring... His eyes turned around and suddenly fell on a portrait.

Gu Yanning didn't think that his brother would be so narcissistic that he would buy his own portrait specially, and it was instantly clear. "Brother, who gave this painting?"

Gu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Do I need to report to you?"

Gu Yanning leaned closer and saw the date of the painting in the lower right corner of the portrait, but did not sign it. He said affirmatively, "It was given by the stars."

Gu Yanshen put down the book in his hand and raised his eyelids to meet Gu Yanning's triumphant gaze.

"Curious how did I know?" Gu Yanning was so rare that he could get back a match, and suddenly felt terrified. "I won't tell you, unless you tell my parents not to come tomorrow."

"Not curious."

Gu Yanshen retracted his gaze and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

Within five minutes, Gu Yanning couldn't help but, "Are you really not curious?"

Gu Yanshen ignored him, Gu Yanning felt uncomfortable, and said all by himself with a stinking face.

"Because the words on the painting are so easy to recognize."

"Didn't you ask me before, why do you like Lu Wenxing?"

Before he became a fan of Lu Wenxing, Gu Yanning was chasing all the women's group members. When he chased one, the house collapsed. Gu Yan was not surprised.

"Xingxing was not well-known at the time, and the agency that signed him was always squeezed by him. I didn't get on the big screen, and I didn't know him at all. I would know that he was because... the head teacher who took me was Xingxing's teacher."

Gu Yanshen looked away from the book again.

"I used to skip class at the time. After being caught by the head teacher that day, I thought he was going to ask the parents again. It didn't happen. He told me a story."

"About the stars?"

"right."

City C holds a provincial painting competition every year, which is organized by C City. High school students who get the first prize can be admitted directly without taking the college entrance examination. Of course, the majors admitted are also design and painting.

"Are the stars awarded?"

To Gu Yan's deep surprise, Gu Yanning shook his head. "After the result of the game, Lu Wenxing didn't even have a place, let alone an award."

In the professional field, Gu Yanshen cannot judge the painting skills of Lu Wenxing, but as a non-professional, Gu Yanshen likes Lu Wenxing's paintings very much.

"At that time, my head teacher and subject teacher both went to comfort Xingxing, let him not be sad, and concentrate on preparing for the college entrance examination."

But Lu Wenxing's performance was very calm, he was not unhappy, reviewing and preparing for the exam as usual.

"On the eve of the college entrance examination, University C called our school to say. Lu Wenxing's entries have been exchanged. The student who originally won the first prize, his work was painted by Lu Wenxing. "

"Everyone thought it was a problem discovered by the teachers and professors of University C, but it was not... but Lu Wenxing himself."

When the first classmate took the stage to accept the award with the works painted by Lu Wenxing, Lu Wenxing did not make any statement, nor did he explain to anyone. Without everyone knowing, Lu Wenxing silently contacted the teacher of University C and produced double evidence.

Lu Wenxing later also participated in the college entrance examination, using his actions to prove that he can get the results he wants with his own efforts, whether in painting or studying.

What the class teacher wanted to say to Xie Chengfei was, "Fighting and skipping classes are neither cool nor sly. Just like Lu Wenxing, he doesn't panic, handles calmly, calmly and unexpectedly, this is called sassy."

Gu Yanshen didn't express surprise or sigh after listening, he cared about another thing.

Lu Wenxing encountered too many bad things before meeting him, was fraudulently used by the work, and almost reached the recommended quota. After going to college, I met Mangcheng Entertainment and became an agent like Wang Man.

Gu Yanshen felt a little weird, it seemed that Lu Wenxing was always in trouble because of bad luck, but these things were a little deliberate, and he had to care about them.

He made a call to an old professor whom C University knew.

"Hey, Teacher Wang."

"Yan Shen!"

"It's me." Gu Yanshen was filming before. Because of his professional requirements, he was introduced by a friend and was fortunate enough to know Professor Wang and waited for Professor Wang's professional guidance. "Excuse me so late."

"Hurt, you don't know that I was brought into a night owl by that group of students, and I didn't go to bed so early." Professor Wang smiled, "Calling at this point, should something be wrong?"

"Yes. There is something I want to trouble the teacher." Gu Yanshen summed it up in a few words.

"Students of the Art Institute, no problem, I'll help you ask."

Professor Wang acted very quickly and gave Gu Yanshen a reply in less than ten minutes.

"I said hello to them. If you have anything you want to ask, you can ask Professor Xu from the School of Art. He handled the competition."

"Professor Xu still feels strange, why he suddenly asked about it."

All?

Gu Yanshen: "Who else?"

"Two days ago, President Wen of the Wen Group, that is, Wen Zheng. He also went to C to ask about this."

Wen Zheng?

Gu Yanshen's first reaction was not why Wen Zheng was investigating this matter. His focus was...whether Wen Zheng also found something wrong.

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