Chapter 516 Si Fuqing is the Junior Sister [Part 1]
Hearing this sentence, Langxuan's hand holding the pen paused suddenly.
He raised his head and locked his eyes on the secretary: "What did you say?"
His tone was deep and cold, mixed with a bit of haste.
The secretary was taken aback, thinking that he had said something wrong: "Mr. Yun, I, I..."
"Where are the embroidered pictures?" Lang Xuan urged him, "Show me the pictures!"
The secretary hurriedly handed over the collected photos.
The International Youth Art Exhibition was held in Glenn at the beginning of the year. Although it is very small, there are a lot of news related to it on the Internet, all of which are high-definition pictures.
Langxuan began to compare the two embroidery drawings.
The core design is exactly the same.
He closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and the thoughts in his mind were suddenly perfectly connected at this moment.
Ji Qingwei copied his junior sister's chip, and also copied Si Fuqing's embroidery.
Two completely different fields, but both copied the core ideas.
He still doesn't know how Ji Qingwei successfully plagiarized, but it doesn't matter.
Sherlock Holmes said that when you remove the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, is the truth.
No wonder Si Fuqing felt so familiar to him, because she was his little junior sister who died long ago!
He should have known earlier, who else could design a chip that would make him feel refreshed, except for Junior Sister?
When this thought completely occupied his whole body and mind, Lang Xuan stood up abruptly, before he even had time to pack his things, he just grabbed a wallet and rushed out.
The secretary once again saw the speed of the world-class 100-meter race.
He was stunned, completely unable to keep up with Langxuan's speed, and only had time to shout: "Mr. Yun!"
Langxuan didn't stop, and smiled coldly: "Tell that stupid duke, he will be stupid all his life."
This kind of IQ, why are you still on the top of the cloud? It simply lowers the average value of their brothers and sisters.
He must stay away from Lao Liu in the future.
secretary:"???"
How is this going?
He pinched his phone in a daze and stayed there for an unknown amount of time before meeting Raphael who hurried over after receiving the servant's message.
At this point in time, the palace had already been locked. Originally, Raphael was in his palace preparing to watch Si Fuqing's variety show for a while before going to rest, but was told by the knights that Langxuan ran away alone.
That speed is called a fast one.
"What did you do, Mr. Yun?" Raphael asked in surprise, "Even if you run away, you have to tell me. Did he ask you to convey something to me?"
The secretary came back to his senses: "Ah, oh! Your Royal Highness, Mr. Yun did leave a message for you."
"Tell me." Raphael nodded.
The secretary mechanically repeated Lang Xuan's sentence: "Stupid Duke, you will be stupid forever."
Raphael: "???"
He had never received such a great insult in his life.
He glanced at the trembling secretary, took out his cell phone, and dialed Lang Xuan's cell phone number.
After three rings, it was connected over there.
"I said what's the matter with you, why did you suddenly scold me?" Raphael asked, "Without me, where did you get the funds? Fourth, you are so unkind."
Lang Xuan didn't explain anything, just cursed again: "Stupid!"
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and blocked Lao Liu in one go.
Raphael: "..."
When the master is out of the customs, he must go to sue Langxuan for the black case.
**
The current time in the Great Xia Empire is morning, and Si Fuqing had already rushed back to Beizhou by plane last night.
Early this morning, Mu Qingmeng brought Ji Qingyao and Jiang Shuihan to the crew of "The Female General of Zhen Guo".
The news that Ji Qingyao was adopted as a foster daughter by the leader of the Qianjun League and his wife also spread in Sijiu City.
Indeed, many people's minds became active.
Once Ji's family fell, Ji Longtai and his wife were expelled from Sijiu City. Ji Qingyao was an orphan without any relatives.
If he could marry her, it would be equivalent to taking half of the Qianjunmeng into his pocket.
Several candidate heirs of the Yu family and Yu Yao's peers are also eager to try, especially after learning that Yu Yao was kicked out by the Qianjun League, they have more thoughts of this kind.
Mu Qingmeng was too lazy to meet these thoughtful people, so she directly booked the earliest flight, out of sight and out of mind.
"Teacher Si is still resting." The road guide asked the staff to entertain a few people, "Sit down, let's drink some juice first."
Mu Qingmeng nodded, sat down, rested, looked at the surrounding scenery, and couldn't help but admire: "The crew has worked hard."
Nowadays, there are indeed not many conscientious crews who shoot scenes on the spot like this.
Decades ago, it might take more than ten years to shoot a movie, but now TV dramas are all post-processing special effects.
No matter how realistic the special effects are, they are far inferior to the thousands of rivers and mountains in Daxia.
Si Fuqing was indeed still asleep, but he slept in the game cabin.
At this time, she had just ended a war with Emperor Yin, and was so tired that she slumped on the chair.
The game turned her into a weak military strategist who couldn't lift her hands or shoulders, which caused her to be carried on the horse by Emperor Yin several times.
It was a disgrace in her life.
While she was taking a breath, Jiang Xuanjin also returned from the battlefield.
Si Fuqing greeted him. : "Young master."
"Military division." Jiang Xuanjin stepped forward and smiled, "Military division will return to Yong'an with His Majesty soon, right? I want to ask military division to help me bring something."
"Okay." Si Fuqing nodded, "I know, give it to Miss Zhaoyue."
The nine Jiang Xuanjin brothers have been fighting abroad for the past few years, and every year they will collect all kinds of rare treasures and give them to Jiang Zhaoyue.
Jiang Xuanjin's voice paused for a rare moment, and his handsome face blushed slightly: "No, no, I want to invite the military advisor to Zhongyonghou's Mansion, and give this box to the lady in their mansion for me."
He took out a sandalwood box from the blood-stained embroidered robe.
Jiang Xuanjin said in a low voice: "As soon as this year is over, she will be eighteen, so she doesn't have to wait any longer. If she waits, she won't be able to get married."
Si Fuqing was startled.
Only then did he finally understand what Jiang Xuanjin said at the beginning.
It's not that there is no sweetheart, but that you can't.
He saw Mrs. Jiang's hard work these years, and he didn't want to delay another girl.
When Jiang Xuanjin rushed to the battlefield, he already knew that he would definitely die on the battlefield.
He is a man without a future.
With such complicated emotions, Si Fuqing quit the game and pushed open the door of the game cabin.
The sun was shining brightly outside, the sun had moved to the center of the sky, and it was noon.
"Mr. Si, your fans have come to see you." At this moment, the screenwriter knocked on the door of the wooden house, "Mr. Yu ordered takeaway for everyone, he must be hungry after sleeping for so long."
Si Fuqing rubbed his head, washed himself briefly, changed into a T-shirt and jeans and went out.
"Qingqing, are you okay?" Mu Qingmeng pulled her over with concern, "Is it because you haven't had a good rest these days? Or take a few days off."
"No, I just had a very long dream." Si Fuqing's voice was very soft, "I dreamed about Jiang Xuanjin, and I was very emotional."
Mu Qingmeng was taken aback for a moment: "Jiang Xuanjin?"
Jiang Shuihan also raised his head.
"Think about it every day, dream at night." The screenwriter said, "Mr. Si is really dedicated, and has been changing Jiang Xuanjin's plot, so it's just a dream."
Si Fuqing took a piece of snack and hummed: "I've figured out how to add emotional drama to Jiang Xuanjin."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone at the dinner table stopped their movements.
The screenwriter was pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Si, have you succeeded in psychic communication?"
Sang Yanqing: "..."
Receptivity is really fast.
Si Fuqing squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Yao Yao, how about a guest appearance?"
Through "Eternity", she met the eldest lady of the Zhongyonghou Mansion that Jiang Xuanjin was talking about.
The eldest lady did not even leave a name in history.
But not everyone can perform the demeanor around her.
At least the current traffic stars can't.
Ji Qingyao was a little confused: "But, but I... I don't know how to act."
"It's okay, I'll teach you." Si Fuqing touched his chin, his fox eyes curled up, "I think your temperament is quite suitable, better than those popular actors, and you can also use martial arts. We also saved Wu Zhi's money."
Sang Yanqing: "..."
Finding someone to play a cameo is the second priority. In fact, the original intention is that you don't want to spend money, right?
She had already seen through Si Fuqing's essence.
**
The afternoon play starts at two o'clock.
After eating, Si Fu went to look for Yu Xiheng, she rubbed her shoulders, "I took a nap, but my back hurts from sleeping."
Naturally, she couldn't say that the backache was because the holographic game perfectly simulated the pain, and she was thrown on the horse by Yinhuang.
Hearing the sound, Yu Xiheng raised her head, put down the book in her hand, and said two words in a neither high nor low tone: "Come here."
"Why?" Despite asking, Si Fuqing still walked over.
His slender, well-knit hands landed on her shoulders, with warmth that made people's hearts tremble.
Si Fuqing only felt that her skin was itchy, and she was about to stand up, but his shoulder was held down by him.
"Don't move." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "I'll give you a massage, and be careful that your bones are misaligned."
The strength in his hand was just right, neither light nor heavy, which perfectly relieved the pain in her body.
Si Fuqing thought for a while and made a suggestion: "Can I lie on my stomach?"
Yu Xiheng twitched her brows, calmly: "Yes."
She changed her position comfortably and lay down on the sofa.
**
Outside the set.
Langxuan finally arrived, he didn't even have time to wipe off the sweat on his brow, he immediately found the road guide
"You are—" Lu Dao felt that Lang Xuan was very familiar. After staring at it for a few seconds, he suddenly realized, "Mr. Yun?!"
The CEO of Yunshang actually chased after their crew? !
"Sorry for the interruption." Langxuan took a deep breath before calming down his violent heartbeat, "Excuse me, is Miss Si there? I want to see her, right now."
He didn't intend to contact Shimen right now, after all, the source of the explosion more than four years ago has not been found until now, and it can only be attributed to an accident in the end.
It's hard to guarantee that it wasn't the people from the teacher's sect who did it.
The road guide hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I will call her right away, Mr. Yun, please sit here first."
Only then did Lang Xuan's eyebrows relax.
No matter what, he was the first person to find his junior junior sister. Such an achievement was enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.
On every senior brother thinks he is the first one to find the little junior sister XD
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