558 Cracked, the Feng family respects Mr. Yu [2 more]
The assistant director was stunned and before he could react, the call was already connected.
Si Futing turned on the speaker phone, and a young voice came from the phone.
"It's Miss Si, do you need my help with anything?" Raphael said lazily, "I have invested in all the movies and TV series you are going to make."
Si Fuqing was not polite to him and said, "I need to borrow your principality's nuclear submarine for filming. Do we need anything else?"
The last words were said to the assistant director.
The assistant director naturally understood English, and he said in confusion: "Ah? We still need some ships, because it is a sea scene..."
Si Fuqing translated his words to Raphael.
"No problem." Raphael said happily, "Do you want a torpedo? Oh, I just took a look. They have also developed a new type of anti-submarine rocket, which is more powerful."
"That's right, if you want to film at sea, wouldn't it be enough just to have a nuclear submarine? Can I also equip you with cruisers, frigates, and mine countermeasures ships?"
The assistant director was confused: "???"
Si Fuqing took a deep breath and said slowly: "...We are just filming, not to bomb the Western Continent."
"Oh." Raphael was quite regretful. He sighed, "I have studied geography and found that the Western Continent is actually very unstable."
"You see the current climate is so bad. When global warming, crustal movement, and volcanoes erupt, it will sink sooner or later. It won't matter if it explodes."
"But you can tell me before you blow it up, and I will transport the people on land away first."
The assistant director covered his heart and was about to faint: "..."
He thought to himself, oh my God, it's a good thing it's just for filming. If Teacher Si had other plans, could it be possible that Duke Muston really planned to do this?
This understatement is scarier than T18 and the zero-capture criminal gang. The Duke of Muston is the greatest danger to the Principality of Muston!
Fortunately, Duke Mouston did not ascend the throne. If he did, would the entire principality not be harmed by him?
Si Fuqing had an expressionless face: "Your Highness, please be normal."
"I'm sorry, I was influenced by my little sister's style." Raphael said calmly, "The nuclear submarine will be delivered to you. It doesn't matter if you don't return it. There are plenty of them."
He doesn't need them anyway. At worst, he can go to the Intercontinental Research Institute and buy a few more.
Si Fuqing: "..."
She smiles.
That's not her style.
In the entire division, she is the only one with the best temper.
At least she knows how to be polite before fighting. No one else knows how to write the word "ritual".
"Send the nuclear submarine to the Arctic waters." Si Fuqing smiled coldly, "You don't have to come, just get as far away as you can."
She didn't give Lao Liu a chance to speak and hung up the phone.
Raphael: "..."
Why was he expelled even though he clearly followed her?
Raphael didn't understand very much. He touched his head and asked his personal servant to go to the Royal Academy of Engineering in the Principality of Muston to transfer a nuclear submarine to the Arctic waters.
**
Here, after Qu Lingyun cursed for another ten minutes, he finally finished.
He was still angry: "The royal family can't even think of sending people to my movie. They really think I have to be them!"
The Principality of Muston is a major industrial country, so Qu Lingyun chose to borrow a nuclear submarine from the Principality of Muston for filming based on a cautious attitude.
Qu Lingyun turned his head, and when he saw Si Fuqing, his face changed in a second, and he smiled: "Here you are, here is the script, you read it first, let's take our time, don't rush, work slowly and carefully."
Si Fuqing took it and went to read the script under the umbrella.
"Go and contact the Principality of Karu." Qu Lingyun said to the assistant director, "Ask them to borrow props."
The assistant director still hadn't come to his senses. He was in a daze and stammered: "Qu, Director Si, Mr. Si has borrowed the nuclear submarine."
He didn't dare to say that Si Fuqing almost borrowed an entire army from the Principality of Muston.
Qu Lingyun was stunned for a moment, almost suspecting that he heard wrongly: "What did you say?!"
"Really, really." The assistant director wiped his sweat, "Just now, Miss Si had a phone call with Duke Mouston just now. I think even if Miss Si asks for the Duke of Mouston, he will give it to him."
Qu Lingyun's tone changed: "Duke Muston?"
Everyone knows that the real ruler of the Principality of Muston is the Duke, but he thought it was troublesome, so he passed the throne to his younger brother.
But for all major matters, the king also needs to consult him.
He was still negotiating with other members of the royal family, so why did Si Fuqing directly take over the royal family's home?!
Qu Lingyun fell silent: "Then after Miss Si finishes reciting her lines, we will prepare to start filming the first scene."
Before the assistant director responded, Si Fuqing raised his hand: "I've already memorized the first act, so just start right away."
As soon as this sentence came out, the crew couldn't help being surprised.
How long did it take for Si Fuqing to get the script?
Could she actually have a photographic memory?
After Qu Lingyun was shocked, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's start. The makeup artist and stylist will take Teacher Si to change into costumes."
After Si Fuqing entered the dressing room, Qu Lingyun hammered his heart and drank a large bottle of water, but he still felt that his heart could not bear it.
He has worked with so many talented actors, but he has never met anyone who can memorize lines as fast as Si Fuqing, and Yun Lan is even worse.
"Director Qu, would you like to take a pill?" Seeing this, Sang Yanqing stepped forward with great concern, "This is an improved version of Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, which is very good for the heart."
Qu Lingyun hesitated for a moment, then took the pill and swallowed it.
My heart really feels better.
Sang Yanqing did not forget to promote: "Director Qu, do you want to buy a bottle to protect yourself?"
Qu Lingyun: "...three bottles."
After Sang Yanqing sold three bottles of Si Si Brand Suxiao Jiuxin Pills, he transferred the money to Si Fuqing.
She helped her artist earn extra money, so her artist must be very happy.
**
At the same time, Nanzhou.
Feng Family Mansion.
The guards came in and out, looking in a hurry.
Feng Zhaoyi is constantly searching for all information about Si Fuqing on the computer.
To her great disappointment, no black material could be found at all.
But in the entertainment industry, where can there be clean people?
"It's time to sacrifice to the sea soon." Mrs. Feng came in with a plate of fruit, "Zhaoyi, it's your turn to resist the flag this time. Take a good rest these days."
Sacrifice to the sea is a large-scale ceremony held by the Feng family every year to pay homage to the dead on the sea - the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who died here.
In this way, the Feng family tells every generation that history cannot be forgotten.
Mrs. Feng doesn't like this ritual. In her opinion, it is unnecessary and consumes unnecessary manpower and material resources.
But there is no way, all Feng family members have to participate.
Feng Zhaoyi was still staring at the computer without looking away: "Mom, I know."
"You don't have to worry too much about that little star." Mrs. Feng nodded with satisfaction, "You have more important things to prepare for. After the sacrifice to the sea, you will run for the family's heir. I mean, you must give
Mom strives for success."
Feng Zhaoyi was a little irritable.
She didn't want to pay attention to Si Fuqing, but she really couldn't swallow that breath.
Si Fuqing has almost become a demon in her heart, and she has to get rid of him.
There was a knock on the door at this moment.
Feng Zhaoyi didn't raise his head: "Come in."
The guard opened the door and said respectfully: "Miss Zhaoyi, the great elder has summoned everyone to the hall."
Feng Zhaoyi immediately put down his pen and went out with Mrs. Feng
In the hall, all direct members of the Feng family gathered.
The eldest elder of the Feng family was beaming with joy, and everyone could feel his joy.
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Is there something big and happy about to happen?
"There are big figures coming to the sea sacrifice this time, so you must not let your guard down." The eldest elder of the Feng family looked serious and warned one by one, "There is no need to show off deliberately, just show your truest self."
He must show His Majesty that after a thousand years, the Feng family is still worthy of the loyalty of their ancestors and worthy of the teachings of their ancestors.
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions became solemn and they nodded solemnly.
Feng Zhaoyi was a little surprised.
In previous years, many people were invited to the Haifeng Family Festival, including the Mohist Family, Thousand Army Alliance, Divine Doctor Alliance, etc.
The last time the head of the Mo family and the elders all came to Nanzhou, they didn't ask the chief elder to summon everyone together to explain important matters.
What other level of big shot could he be?
Could it be Free Continent?
Feng Zhaoyi pursed her lower lip and asked the young man beside her: "Do you have any news?"
The young man looked calm: "Didn't you hear the great elder say that you just need to behave as usual?"
Feng Zhaoyi was speechless.
Of course she knew, but she also had to prepare in advance.
What should you do if you bump into the big shot the great elder calls you?
What else did Feng Zhaoyi want to ask? The young man had already left, and she looked a little ugly.
Although the news of her dismissal from T18 has not spread, she has been staying at the Feng family these days, and any astute person can guess it.
Feng Zhaoyi clenched his fingers, feeling very unwilling.
She shook her head, thinking that she must perform well in the sea sacrifice ceremony. If she could get the favor of that big man, maybe she could enter the Free Continent.
On the other side, the eldest elder of the Feng family was contacting Yu Xiheng. He was very respectful: "Your Majesty... Sir, I hope that you and Miss Si can attend this sea ceremony. If any juniors are lucky enough to receive your guidance, I would be very grateful.
"
"Yeah." Yu Xiheng said, "I will go."
"Okay, okay." The eldest elder of the Feng family was very happy, "I wonder what Miss Si likes? I can prepare it in advance."
"No need." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "I will prepare."
The great elder of the Feng family understood: "We are waiting for the arrival of the two of you."
After the call ended, he still couldn't contain his excitement.
"Great Elder." At this time, the butler appeared quietly, "This is the invitation list for this time. Please take a look."
The eldest elder of the Feng family took it, glanced at it, and frowned: "Cross it out from the Yu family, no one is allowed to come."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment: "Ah? But just now the old man of the Yu family called and said that he had prepared gifts and wanted to say hello to you."
The eldest elder of the Feng family sneered: "Tell them to get lost."
The Feng family regards Yu Xiheng as the most respected person. What are the Yu family dreaming about?
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