Chapter 85 Ji Qingwei Si Fuqing's Painting 【2 more】
Chapter 85 Ji Qingwei, Si Fuqing’s paintings [2 updates]
After saying this, she carefully observed the person in front of her.
However, Si Fuqing's eyes did not even waver: "No, what?"
"Well, I thought Miss Si and Miss Ji were relatives." Xia Sheng frowned slightly, "Because you are somewhat similar."
"Oh?" Si Fuqing smiled, "How similar are they?"
"I can't say they are very similar. If I say they look more like Miss Si's trainee, they are more similar." Xia Sheng had obviously done enough homework before coming. She looked serious, "There is a kind of resemblance between you. Just at a glance, maybe
You will admit your mistake at the first time, but you will soon be able to tell the difference.”
"Similar?"
"But Miss Si is much prettier than her. She has been sick all year round and her complexion has always been bad."
Si Fuqing said nonchalantly: "If you are sick, you should go to the hospital more often."
"The Ji family has a dedicated team of doctors to take care of her body. Miss Ji has never stepped out of the Ji family." Xia Sheng pursed her lips, "Even the ladies and gentlemen from Sijiu City have only heard of her name.
, I have never seen her in person.”
Si Fuqing nodded.
"It was an accident that I met Miss Ji." Xia Sheng whispered, "At that time, I was lucky enough to accompany the company leaders to the Yu family's banquet. After drinking a glass of wine during the process, I lost consciousness."
"Then I didn't know who threw me into a room, but I was very lucky, because someone opened the door and threw me out."
Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows.
Finally figured out where she heard the name Xia Sheng.
Yu Tang told her the gossip about Yu Xiheng.
This is exactly what happened.
Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "It's not that you are lucky, it's that he doesn't care about these things."
Xia Sheng was stunned: "Miss Si?"
Si Fuqing had no intention of explaining. He raised his chin and said, "You continue."
"At that time, the power of the medicine had dispersed my nerves. When I was almost tainted by evil people, I met Miss Ji and she saved me." Xia Sheng coughed and smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that my body has also been defiled
The strong medicine hurt me, and my cardiopulmonary function has not been very good."
"It was also this incident that made me know what Miss Ji, who is often mentioned, looks like." Xia Sheng said, "So when I saw Miss Si's true appearance, I was still wondering if you and Miss Ji are related."
"No, and I don't want to." Si Fuqing stood up and tidied her hair, "I should have finished talking about Miss Xia. I still need to take makeup photos. Miss Xia, please come back."
There are many people in the world who look alike.
But hearing the same name in a row for the past two days made her tired.
Xia Sheng squeezed the bag tightly with her hand, took two steps, and suddenly spoke again, her voice urgent: "Miss Si, you must protect yourself. If you go to Sijiu City in the future, you'd better stay away from the Ji family. The Ji family is not a simple family."
Just a simple wealthy family."
"If they do something, we ordinary people can't fight them."
Si Fuqing narrowed her eyes and smiled lazily: "Thanks for the reminder."
After Xia Sheng apologized again, he said goodbye and left.
"Miss Si." At this time, the filming director called out, "Please change into your last outfit. We will go to dinner after filming."
Si Fuqing came back to his senses: "Here he comes."
She entered the dressing room, and the makeup artist took out the makeup tools and gave her new makeup.
"Miss Si's skin is in really good condition." The dressing room couldn't help but sigh, "You don't even need foundation or concealer. Even the foundation cream is not as good as your original skin color."
She has painted many celebrities.
In fact, many celebrities are not as smooth-skinned as they are flattered on the Internet. They are only accentuated by cosmetics and lighting.
But Si Fuqing doesn't need this at all.
The last set is the female general uniform of the Daxia Dynasty.
Silver armor with a long sword on his back.
The sword is hung with tassels and the silver bells ring.
And when Si Fuqing raised his hand to take off his helmet, he gasped again.
The filming director originally thought that the first palace dress was already stunning enough.
Who knew the effect of this set would be better.
His hands were shaking red with excitement, and he immediately started taking the final shot.
"Miss Si, the heat is too high." The general manager opened the curtain and looked out the window. There were people on the overpass. "Fortunately, our temple is small, otherwise the makeup photo studio would have been demolished.
"
Poor Musi Legion, the only photos we have are a few screenshots from yesterday’s live broadcast room.
Fans in Super Talk are crying out for food and are going crazy with hunger.
It's not like they haven't stayed at the "Youth Boys" training base.
But very magically, they couldn't see Si Fuqing's figure while they were squatting, even if they were staring closely at the gate.
How she met Si Fuqing by chance has become an unsolved mystery in the entertainment industry.
At five o'clock, the shooting finally ended.
Si Fuqing rested on the sofa.
"Miss Si, your family members are waiting for you outside." The assistant trotted in, "The general manager asked you if you would like to invite them to the celebration banquet."
The assistant thought back to the young man in the wheelchair.
It's truly a family.
They all look so good-looking.
"Family members?" Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes, "Wait a minute."
Where did her family come from?
Si Fuqing followed the assistant out and came to the rest area.
Yu Xiheng just turned his head.
The girl has not yet taken off her makeup, nor has she taken off her general's uniform.
As she got closer, he could get a good look at her face
Her long hair stood up high, revealing her fair neck.
The armor made her sultry eyebrows look more noble and heroic.
But there was curiosity in her eyes, like a fox that strayed into the forest.
Yu Xiheng's eyes darkened for the first time.
Yu Tang screamed: "Wow!"
She knew that it would be beneficial for her to force her Ninth Uncle to come early and then come in as a family member!
Which other fan has such luck as her?
Si Fuqing was even more surprised: "Boss?"
Yu Xiheng looked back at her with a slight smile. He never hesitated to praise: "It's beautiful."
"It's not very beautiful, it's definitely the most beautiful in the Invincible universe!" Yu Tang said loudly, "Only Qingqing can let me know what beauty is like and how bad it is!"
"No wonder there is a saying in ancient times: Love beauty but not country. If I were the emperor, Qingqing would be enough in my harem. Uncle Jiu, don't you think so?"
Yu Xiheng did not respond this time.
After a full thirty seconds of silence, he sighed softly and smiled slightly: "Yes."
His smile has always been light and shallow, so light that no change can be seen.
Si Fuqing saw him smiling and began to think about something seriously.
Her boss is in a good mood today, maybe she can give her stupid Pixiu an extra ration?
"Boss, Tangtang, wait for me." Si Fuqing first took off the hairpin on his head, "I'm going to change clothes."
Yu Tang volunteered: "Qingqing, I'll help you change it!"
Si Fuqing quickly changed her clothes and came out. The hotel was downstairs.
Xijiangyue booked the venue in advance, it was very quiet and kept confidential.
Yu Tang held Si Fuqing's arm and refused to let go.
Behind, Feng San pushed a wheelchair and lowered his voice: "Brother Jiu, are you in a bad mood?"
Yu Xiheng's expression did not distinguish between happiness and anger. He said calmly, "You are good at observing words and expressions."
Feng was speechless.
He didn't know for a moment whether he was praising him or scolding him.
"I'm not in a bad mood, I just remembered what happened a long time ago." Yu Xiheng raised his head and stared at the clouds rolling in the sky, "Time flies so fast."
Even though he has been in modern times for more than ten years, he still occasionally wonders whether the peace and tranquility in front of him is a false illusion.
Was it worth it in that bloody war-torn era?
Feng San followed his gaze and understood: "It turns out that Ninth Brother likes to look at clouds."
Yu Xiheng paused her fingers and said lightly: "There is no need to eat fish in the future."
Feng San responded: "Okay, Ninth Brother doesn't like fish. When the time comes, we will all withdraw. I will go and tell Xi Jiangyue."
Yu Xiheng turned his wheelchair, leaving behind a silhouette, and said in a cool tone: "IQ can be improved, but emotional intelligence cannot be improved, and there is no need to waste food."
Feng San: "..."
This time, he must have been scolded.
**
The next day, Saturday morning, the trainees were still training as normal.
In order to prepare for tonight's performance, the program team chose a live broadcast to warm up.
When the time comes to edit the program after the performance, it will be relaxed as a behind-the-scenes clip.
Originally, the camera used to show Lin Qingyan first.
But the program team always adapts to the changing circumstances.
The director and planners could see how popular Si Fuqing was.
They directly put the video from Dance Studio No. 2 into the live broadcast room.
【Woooooooo, I met my new wife!】
[Baby Qingqing’s bare face is so stunning, it’s not a beauty that humans can have! 】
【Husband! Husband, look at me!】
[Fuck, look at your name, Xie Yu’s little sweet wife, aren’t you Xie Yu’s girlfriend fan? Who do you call husband? 】
[Shut up, what’s wrong with me having two husbands? It’s none of your business! I will have 110,000 husbands in the future!]
Xie Yu, who was practicing dancing, had no idea that a group of his girlfriend's fans had already abandoned him.
Si Fuqing ignored them and leaned against the wall holding the drawing board.
[What is my wife doing? She doesn’t even look up!]
【Are you writing something or drawing something?】
[Damn, this woman will lose us if she doesn’t raise her head!]
Si Fuqing still didn't look up.
Xu Xiyun took a sip of water while taking a break, walked over curiously, and saw a line drawing on the drawing board: "Teacher Si, can you still draw?"
"It's not painting." Si Fuqing adjusted a few colors, "It's clothing design."
Isn’t it also a painting?
Xu Xiyun didn't know what the difference between the two was, but it didn't stop him from blowing a rainbow fart: "Teacher Si is so awesome!"
Si Fuqing looked lazy: "I'm just painting for fun, I'm still far from a professional. If I can really design it, I'll wait for you to wear it in the finals."
She won't count on the program team, let alone fairness, as long as they don't do any inside work, it's already pretty good.
Xu Xiyun scratched his head, not daring to ask any more questions, and returned to Xie Yu: "Brother Xie, do you understand?"
"I don't understand." Xie Yu flexed his long legs casually, "But judging from his style, he looks a lot like Lan."
"Lan?" Xu Xiyun was surprised, "Is it the Lan I know?"
The first clothing design brand in Daxia and even the world?
Glenn's best actors and actresses are all madly in love with Lan. Whoever can get an appointment with Lan's latest season dress at the film festival in advance will be the focus.
"That may not necessarily be true." Xie Yu shrugged, "Your brain circuit has always been different from others. Who knows which one you are thinking about?"
Xu Xiyun: "..."
He really shouldn't have spoken.
He followed Xie Yu silently and continued training.
"In Paradise" is difficult, but really exciting.
It was just training, not an official stage, and the fans in the live broadcast room had already started screaming.
[I announce, Brother Xie, you have temporarily obtained the title of General Offensive, but you will have to return it to Qingqing later.]
[You’re dancing well, Xiao Xu, you’re making great progress.]
[Oh my god, do you all remember the bet that Teacher Si made with Lin Green Tea at that time? He said that he would let all his students debut. Could he be serious about it? 】
Si Fuqing finally raised his head at this time.
She yawned, her eyes filled with mist, blinked again, then lowered her head again, and continued painting.
【Wife, you are so cute!】
【Where is my army of screenshots!】
The Mu Sis were busy taking screenshots, but the barrage was finally drowned out by other voices.
[Emmmm, there is a saying that Yisi Fuqing is too irresponsible. Teacher Lin is patiently teaching students to dance, and she is painting here? What does it mean? 】
[As a mentor, you should take on corresponding responsibilities, right? This is obviously because Xie Yu is very capable, not because she taught him. 】
【Just paint, it’s better than ruining the stage.】
[It’s so funny that you just paint when you can draw. Si Fuqing didn’t even go to high school. She went abroad to study singing and dancing for two years and she still can’t do it. Come on, what can she draw? 】
[Really, you just need to be a vase idol. Can you draw any kind of picture or create a character? 】
Black fans and red fans are arguing fiercely, but the popularity is gradually rising.
"Quick, zoom in." Backstage, the director squinted, "Look at what she's drawing."
The photographer responded and the camera zoomed in.
The male protagonist is really difficult, he is on the verge of falling off the horse every day, but no one knows 2333
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