"Cards!" Zhang Jian shouted, "Change the scene, the assistant director organizes the extras." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Ali, go change clothes. As the orders followed, everyone began to move in an orderly manner.

The next thing to be filmed is the scene where the heroine Murong Yue returns from abroad and happens to coincide with the scene of her grandfather's birthday party. He was deported to the United States at the age of ten, and thirteen years later, the black swan who grew up and was full of hatred returned, setting off a bloody storm in the entire city of W.

A palatial hotel, where the best of the best in various industries come together for the birthday of an old man. It's nothing more than because this old man has most of the economic context of W City in his hands, and there are many people who want to please him.

The direct family members of the Murong family all gathered around the old man and said all the good things, coaxing the old man to smile. The closed door was opened again, and a red figure stood there.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you." A girl in a red cheongsam walked in with a smile on her face, her long hair tied behind her head with an ordinary but unusually delicate hairpin, and the broken hair on both sides of her face fluttered slightly as she walked.

"You are?" The host looked at this beautiful and elegant girl suspiciously, and was slightly stunned. "After many years of absence, it's no wonder that everyone doesn't know me anymore." The person who came smiled slightly, "I'm Murong Yue." ”

"Murong Yue!" The young girl standing on the right hand side of the old man instantly changed her face, ", what are you doing here?" "The children of the Murong family have been educated so well, the old man is really late." Murong Yue pulled her broken hair behind her ears, "It's just for everyone's sake that everyone has the surname Murong to come and see you, after all, who knows if I will come in mourning clothes next time?" ”

"Cheap girl, what are you talking nonsense!" A well-dressed lady took a few steps forward. "It turns out that there is a mother and a daughter, I said that if the old man is personally educated, how can he educate such a thing." Murong Yue leaned on the edge of the table.

"Yue'er." The old man looked several years old all at once. "Don't call me that." Murong Yue waved his hand, "The last time you called me that, I was sent to the United States by the Murong family's bodyguards the next day, and I haven't come back until now; The last time you called me that, my parents died in a car accident less than a week later. ”

"It was my fault." The old man bowed his head decadently. "What's wrong with the old man, you are always right. Whether it's my parents together or my birth, it's our fault. Murong Yue sneered.

"You're coming back to trouble your own grandfather and ruin his birthday party?" The middle-aged man said with a heavy face. "Nope." Murong Yue straightened up, "I just came today to say something in front of so many people." ”

"Say it quickly, and leave right away." The young girl looked at her with annoyance. "First, I, Murong Yue, disdain anything from your family, and I won't fight with you for those broken inheritances. Therefore, whoever comes to me again, I will pay it back tenfold. Second, I will use all my strength to investigate the matter back then, if I find out that the death of my parents has anything to do with your Murong family, I will definitely destroy the entire Murong family! ”

After saying that, Murong Yue glanced at the people of the Murong family with different faces, smiled coldly and turned to leave. Leaving behind the sad old man and a group of guests with different faces, "I'm tired, send me back." The old man spoke.

"Card, this one." Zhang Jian opened his mouth with satisfaction. "Ouch." Xie Li squatted down and grinned. "What's wrong?" Mo Junyan took two steps forward and squatted down to help her, "Broken foot?" ”

"What kind of shoes are these, so sharpened." Xie Li kicked off his shoes, and his heels were red. "It's okay, there's no bloodshed." Mo Junyan checked it, "Can you go?" ”

"Yes." Xie Li stood up with his arm, and Yi Nan walked briskly with a pair of flat shoes for her to change into. "Let's go change the look." Mo Junyan patted her, and when she saw her leave, she called someone to send a few pairs of comfortable high heels.

Here, Xie Li and Mo Junyan are happily filming "Black Swan", and the weekly drama "The Legend of Yueyao" over there has reached its climax, and Concubine Shu is finally dying!

There was a wail at the bottom, and all kinds of hopes that the screenwriter would change the ending for the proud concubine. From the appearance of Concubine Shu to the present, it has captured a large number of fans.

When it really came to that episode, the ratings were the highest ever. Seeing her receive thanksgiving; saw that she was still proud in front of the concubines; Watching her drink all the poisoned wine, people cried.

Finally, the tears stopped, and the emperor came in. The words on that piece of paper were read out by Xie Li's voice, and with the emperor's last gentle movements, tears welled up again. commented that the screenwriter was a stepmother, and it couldn't be more abusive.

"Concubine Shu wants to be happy!" "Concubine Shu Niangniang hopes that you will be as you wish in your next life!" These topics have been brushed up on the hot search list, and entertainment news has also reported the amazing ratings of this TV series.

As Concubine Shu herself, Xie Li said that fans' brain supplements are too powerful. Under Li Yuan's instruction and Zhang Jian's consent, he posted a screenshot of his latest stills on Weibo, which is a screenshot of the red cheongsam and said that Concubine Shu will be called Murong Yue in her next life, and there will be a rich and handsome person who will be very good to her, and she will be very happy.

Mo Junyan finished swiping Weibo and looked at the girl next to her with a calm face, "Look, you are popular now." "It's still not as popular as Brother Junyan." Xie Li pouted.

"I'll wait for the day you catch up, I'll wait for you." Mo Junyan was amused by her ambition. "Just wait." Xie Li waved his small fist at him and ran away.