Transmigrated Into the Film King’s Little Wife

Ying Shunchen is fully armed, only showing a pair of beautiful eyes, and he is carrying a lunch box in his hand. Even with this daily attire, he still wears an aura several levels higher than ordinary people.

Zhan Qinghe looked back, and immediately burst out laughing, "The son-in-law is back."

Ying Shunchen has never met Zhan Qinghe, but Zhan Qinghe knows Ying Shunchen.

Ying Shunchen glanced at Liang Wen, "Daughter-in-law, breakfast is ready."

As he spoke, he handed over the lunch box in his hand.

The tone was smooth and the movements were calm, as if the two had never had a quarrel.

When Liang Wen heard the word daughter-in-law, goosebumps all over her body, and then silently reached out to take it.

Ying Shunchen took off his mask and said slowly, "Dad. Although it's our first time meeting, there are some things I have to say for Wenwen."

When Zhan Qinghe heard the big star call him dad, he was in a very comfortable mood, but when he heard the words behind him, he immediately became nervous.

"Although Wenwen is your biological daughter, you haven't given her a penny or cared for her since she was three years old. You are fully responsible for her lack of fatherly love during her growth. In the first two years, Your house was cheated. Wenwen gave you all the living expenses I gave her. Your hole is too big, and she worked part-time to earn money to pay off the debt for you. In fact, at this point, your little kindness, She's already done."

Liang Wen pursed her lips, so he knew all about it.

Zhan Qinghe blushed, and wanted to quibble, but was scared back by Ying Shunchen's cold stare.

"You were set up to make Wenwen sign a brokerage contract with Yinhe. Yinhe cannibalize people without spit out bones. You pushed your own daughter into it, and you still have the nerve to come to ask for money?"

Zhan Qinghe faltered, "I, I don't know either."

Ying Shunchen laughed, not wanting to talk nonsense with him.

"Daughter-in-law, breakfast should be cold."

"Oh. Good." Liang Wen responded obediently.

"No. You live in a big villa and let me live in a crappy house. Now I can't even pay the rent. It's not appropriate." Zhan Qinghe played a rogue.

Back then, Zhan Qinghe was also a handsome man with a good family background. Liang Wen's grandparents are intellectuals, and they are very kind to Liang Wen's mother. Later, when his grandparents passed away one after another, Zhan Qinghe's habit of eating and being lazy emerged. Relying on the family's four houses and the savings from his grandparents, he hired a mistress outside. Later, the mistress entered the house, and Liang Wen's mother took Liang Wen out of the house.

Now that his house savings are all gone, the only thing he can count on in this world is Liang Wen.

Liang Wen is just a fresh graduate with no future in sight. But her husband is an actor or a big star, and the Ying family is still a rich family. Zhan Qinghe had a very clear mind, no matter what he had to hold his daughter tightly, the happiness of the rest of his life depended on her.

Liang Wen: "This house was given by my grandfather, under the old man's name. I just graduated and have no job, and Shun Chen has no acting and no income. We have no money for you."

"Yes. We are very poor." Ying Shunchen put his arms around Liang Wen and said seriously.

Liang Wen nodded cooperatively.

Zhan Qinghe said angrily: "I don't care. Otherwise, I will find the media to break the news. Someone must buy it."

I have never seen such a shameless person.

Liang Wen narrowed her eyes: "Grandpa and grandma's will let me inherit those four houses. You secretly changed the will. You thought it was perfect and no one knew about it. How about we do a handwriting identification together?"

In the original book, this plot was only revealed after the original owner died. After Zhan Qinghe reported the crime, the police searched for several years before catching his second wife. When the police combed through the evidence, they found that the will was suspected of forgery.

But at that time, the original owner had died long ago, and the income from these four houses was still her only surviving relative, Zhan Qinghe.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm their own son, why don't you give it to me?" Zhan Qinghe was furious.

Liang Wen shrugged, "Whatever you want. You can break the news, and I can sue you at any time."

The poorest couple in the world both turned around and locked the door, mercilessly shutting the scumbag father out.

In one hand, Liang Wen was holding the breakfast that the big star risked her life to buy, while the other hand was held in the palm of her hand.

Only then did she realize that she withdrew her hand silently, "You don't really have half a million left?"

Ying Shunchen: "...Yes."

Liang Wen didn't believe it. It's fine to lie to the scumbag just now, but also to her?

Ying Shunchen took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found out WeChat Alipay, and opened the balance, "Look, it's all zero."

He took out a few bank cards from his wallet, "Let's go to the ATM to check, there are only a few thousand yuan left. You must give me some pocket money."

Liang Wen blushed a little, making her look like a wicked woman who insisted on killing her husband. Why are things going in this direction?

She straightened her face, "Oh. I am now participating in Teacher Mei Zhou's dance drama, and I should be paid next month."

Ying Shunchen didn't even think about it: "If I don't get the show in the future, you just happen to support me!"

Liang Wen: "???" A scumbag father was sent away, and now another scumbag husband comes?

Zhan Qinghe never expected that today he would be beaten to death by both his daughter and son-in-law.

How could Liang Wen know this secret? He did this perfectly, even Liang Wen and her stupid mother have been cheated for so many years.

Also, on weekdays, whenever Liang was crying in front of her and asking for money, she would always send money to herself without saying a word. It seemed like she had more money in her pocket than she could ever spend.

Now the two of them pretended to be poor together to fool him.

wrong. Could it be that Liang Wen was afraid that Ying Shunchen would know about the money she gave him, so she didn't dare to give it to him on the spot?

Yeah. This must be the reason.

Zhan Qinghe had a strange mind, squinted at the big villa in front of him, turned around with a smile, and planned to come over to ask for money after Ying Shunchen was not at home in a few days.

Really poor Liang Wen and Ying Shunchen pretending to be poor had a harmonious meal, and then went out to earn money.

the door.

Standing in front of the luxury nanny car on the left, greet the "poorest couple".

Liang Wen walked over, patted Che's butt, and turned to look at Ying Shunchen.

Faced with someone's doubts, Ying Shunchen looked calm: "Oh, these are all official distributions from the company. They are not mine. I can't afford them."

"??!" Zuo Xing: What the **** is my minister doing?

Liang Wen snorted, and rushed to Zuo Xing and said, "Brother Zuo, please arrange some money-making work for him. He can do anything, he doesn't pick anything."

After speaking, turn around, take the No. 11 bus, and measure the distance between home and the school rehearsal room with a pious heart and steady feet.

Zuo Xing looked confused, "Chen'er, what happened last night?"

Ying Shunchen got in the car and sat down, "Go to the company now, make an appointment with Mr. Jiao."

Zuo Xing suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief, "Chen'er, you finally figured it out."

Ying Shunchen said quietly: "I wanted to rest for two days. But my daughter-in-law dislikes me for not earning money. I'd better be busy."

If you fill the holes you dig yourself and pretend to be poor, you have to work to earn money. Life is hard!

Zuo Xing wept with joy, for the first time he felt that Ying Shunchen's early marriage was a good thing. It seems that Liang Yatou really has a set of servile skills.

rehearsal ground.

Act I, Scene 2 of the dance drama "Maiko": Determined by dancing.

Li'er was taken away from the Yonggong Palace by the Nanling King, and she had a mutual affection with Ran Xia, the guard in the palace. Ran Xia didn't want to give up Li'er, and voluntarily branded her as a slave, and followed her to Nanling as a palace slave. On the way back to the country, the army reached the border between Nanling and Dayong. The prisoners could not leave their homeland and wept bitterly. The king of Nanling was furious, and he was punished severely with a thousand whips. Ran Xia was protecting Li'er, she would rather be scarred by whips than her beloved be hurt.

The King of Nanling had a banquet, Li'er served the wine, and Ran Xia clothed the dishes. Their eyes met each other, speechless but affectionate.

The king of Nanling was drunk and asleep, and the two held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes. They performed a dance of affection and promised each other for life without a sound.

The second scene is the first climax of the dance drama.

First, the male protagonist is branded and tortured, and Pei Yu performs a solo dance, expressing the affection of the male protagonist who is willing to be a slave for his lover. Pei Yu is worthy of being the chief male dancer of the dance drama. Mei Zhou memorized all the movements after only one dance, and he vividly expressed the hero's feelings for the heroine's life and death follow. Liang Wen watched with tears in her eyes.

Qin Yue, who played the role of Nanling King, smiled: "It's good. The better Pei Yu plays, the more scumbag I will be."

Liang Wen's newly brewed emotions were overwhelmed by his words, and she immediately looked ferocious, and choked him, "Give me back my lover!"

Qin Yue hid in a hurry, and the two made a fuss.

Xi Jiameng saw this scene from a distance, her face was cold, without a smile.

After the solo dance, the captives are punished, and the hero protects the heroine in this group dance.

In order to speed up the progress, Xi Jiameng, Lier's B, and Fang Jian, Ran Xia's B, also stepped forward to rehearse together.

The group dance is divided into two groups, one group is Dayong's captives, bending over and prostrating, bowing their heads and crying. The first group were Nanling soldiers, who were arrogant, sneering and contemptuous.

Once the border is crossed, it is difficult to return to the homeland. The captives looked back in unison, their fingers trembling. Accompanied by Xun's sad tone, they knelt down and kowtowed towards their homeland, kowtowing endlessly. The shoulders shrugged, once and for all, like a sword stabbing a knife. Then the formation changed, people piled on top of each other, bent forward, and the joints broke from time to time, and they were difficult to connect, and finally broke into several joints.

According to director Mei Zhou, this action contains two layers of metaphors. One is to symbolize the collapse of the Dayong regime and the laxity of people's hearts. The second is to symbolize the reluctance of the captives to their homeland, but the reality is cruel, and it is impossible to return.

Liang Wen and Pei Yu, the two male and female protagonists, were also in the group dance. The two were back and forth, left and right, and Pei Yu was always following Liang Wen. Another unresolved affection.

Looking at the pair of Xi Jiameng and Fang Jian, their movements are also the same, but they always feel that something is wrong.

Music director Xiang Qing leaned into Mei Zhou's ear and asked in a low voice, "The female character B is a related family, right? The two of them really don't have a sense of CP."

Mei Zhou frowned, "Look again."

The captives saw that it was hard to return to their homeland, and their already numb mood finally became turbulent.

First, a person cried alone, and the people next to him hurriedly covered his mouth, so that he would not disturb the guards. But soon, two people cried, three people cried, and the person who covered his mouth couldn't cover it, and finally, he also burst into tears. After crying for a thousand waves, Nanling soldiers came over to reprimand him one after another.

The Dayong captives stared fiercely, while the Nanling soldiers aggressively pushed and cursed.

A wonderful dance began.

Liang Wen and Pei Yu stood among the captives and fought against them together. During the rubbing, the hands of the two were held together at some point.

Nanling King Qinyue was lifted up by the soldiers and stood tall, looking down at the group of ants, his face ashen. He picked up the bow and arrow and shot towards the crowd mercilessly. Suddenly one fell to the ground, and the prisoners retreated one after another. Pei Yu bent down to protect Liang Wen.

The king of Nanling issued an order, and the Nanling soldiers raised their whips and beat him severely.

The captives suddenly became a mess. Two soldiers blocked Pei Yu and Liang Wen, and they lashed out with both whips. Liang Wen's back immediately arched, and a look of pain appeared on her face.

Pei Yu defended her tightly, while the soldiers kicked and whipped her, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Pei Yu and Liang Wen rolled on the ground, and the soldiers jumped to surround them, showing cruel joy.

Mei Zhou was beside her, squatting down and standing up and moving around from time to time, supervising everyone's movements and expressions.

At this time, someone quietly entered the rehearsal room and stood behind the group dancers who were going to the stage to be a crowd of onlookers.

Xi Jiameng had sharp eyes and caught a glimpse of this person. Immediately my heart agitated. At this moment, she should maintain her deep love for the hero Fang Jian, but she couldn't control it, and the corners of her mouth turned up, showing a smile.

Fang Jian happened to catch a glimpse of this scene, her face darkened instantly, and she said in a low voice: "Xi Jiameng, it's fine if you're not serious, please don't delay me!"

Xi Jiameng immediately showed a pitiful expression, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's my fault."

Fang Jian pursed her lips and kept moving her hands, but her emotions had been destroyed, and the pity that should have been in her eyes could not be condensed.

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