After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

   Chapter 85 Ji Qingwei, Si Fuqing's paintings [2 more]

   After saying this, she carefully observed the person in front of her.

   However, Si Fuqing didn't even change his eyes: "No, what?"

   "That's it, I thought Miss Si and Miss Ji were relatives." Xia Sheng frowned slightly, "Because you guys look alike."

   "Oh?" Si Fuqing smiled, "How similar?"

"I can't say it's very similar, if it's more like the trainee under Miss Si's." Xia Sheng obviously did her homework before coming, she looked serious, "There is a kind of resemblance between the two of you, just look at the past, maybe It will be wrong at first, but it will be clear soon.”

   "Resemblance?"

   "But Miss Si is much prettier than her. She has been ill all the year round and her complexion has never been good."

   Si Fuqing casually said, "You're sick, so you should go to the hospital more often."

"Ji's family has a special team of doctors to condition her body, and Miss Ji has never stepped out of the Ji's family." Xia Sheng pursed her lips, "Even the ladies and gentlemen in Sijiucheng have only heard of her name. , I haven't seen her in person."

   Secretary Fu tilted his head.

   "I met Miss Ji by chance." Xia Sheng whispered, "I was fortunate to accompany the company leader to the banquet at Yu's house. After I had a glass of wine on the way, I lost consciousness."

   "And then I don't know who was thrown into a room, but I was lucky, because someone opened the door later, and that person threw me out."

   Si Fu raised his eyebrows.

   Finally knew where she heard the name Xia Sheng.

   Yu Tang told her that Yu Xiheng's gossip had been mentioned.

   It turns out that the specific process is like this.

   Si Fu tilted his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "It's not that you are lucky, it's that he has no intention of these things."

  Xia Sheng was stunned: "Miss Si?"

  Si Fuqing didn't mean to explain, and raised his chin to signal: "You continue."

"At that time, the power of the medicine had dissipated my nerves. When I was almost tainted by wicked people, I met Miss Ji and she saved me." Xia Sheng coughed and smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that my body was also The strong medicine was injured, and the heart and lung function have not been very good."

   "It was also this incident that let me know what Miss Ji, who is often mentioned, looks like." Xia Sheng said, "So I saw Miss Si's true face, and I was still wondering if you and Miss Ji are related."

   "No, and I don't want to." Si Fuqing stood up and straightened his hair, "Miss Xia's affairs should be finished, I still need to take a makeup photo, Miss Xia, please come back."

  There are many people who look alike in the world.

   It's just that she was annoyed by hearing the same name for two consecutive days.

Xia Sheng squeezed her bag tightly, took two steps, and suddenly spoke again, her voice hurried: "Miss Si, you must protect yourself, if you go to Sijiucheng in the future, you'd better stay away from Ji's family, Ji's family is not Jane's. It's just a simple wealthy family."

   "If they do something, we ordinary people can't fight."

  Si Fu squinted his eyes and smiled lazily: "Thank you for reminding me."

   Xia Sheng apologized again before leaving.

   "Miss Si." At this moment, the filming director shouted, "Please change the last set, we will go to dinner after filming."

   Si Fuqing returned to God: "Here it is."

   She entered the dressing room, and the makeup artist took out her makeup tools and painted her a new look.

   "Miss Si's skin condition is really good." The dressing room couldn't help but sigh, "I don't need foundation and concealer at all, and even the primer is not as good as your original skin tone."

  She has painted many stars.

   In fact, many celebrities don't have the skin that is as creamy as they are blown on the Internet, they are all made up of cosmetics and polishing.

   But Si Fuqing doesn't need these at all.

The last set of    is the female general's uniform of the Daxia Dynasty.

  Silver armor with a long sword on his back.

  The sword hangs with tassel, and the silver bell rings.

   And when Si Fuqing raised his hand and took off his helmet, he gasped again.

  The filming director originally thought that the first palace dress was already amazing enough

  Who knew this set would work better.

   His hands were shaking red with excitement, and he immediately started the final shooting.

"Miss Si is too hot." The general manager opened the curtain and glanced out the window, there were people on the overpass, "It's fortunate that our temple is small, otherwise the company that takes the makeup photos will be demolished. "

   Poor Musi Legion, the photos in hand are only a few screenshots from yesterday's live broadcast room.

   In the super talk, the fans are hungry and hungry.

   It's not like they haven't been to the "Youth" training base.

   But when it was very miraculous, they couldn't squat Si Fuqing's figure, even staring at the gate.

How    met Si Fuqing by chance has become an unsolved mystery in the entertainment industry.

   At five o'clock, the shooting finally ended.

   Si Fu leaned against the sofa to rest.

   "Miss Si, your family members are waiting for you outside." The assistant trotted in, "The general manager asked you if you would like to call them in for the celebration banquet."

The assistant    recalled the young man in the wheelchair.

   As expected of a family.

   They all look so good.

   "Family?" Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes, "Wait."

   Where did her family come from?

  Si Fuqing followed the assistant out to the rest area.

   Yu Xiheng just turned his head.

  The girl has not removed her makeup, nor has she taken off her general's shirt.

   As she approached, he was able to see her face well

   His long hair stood up high, revealing his fair neck.

The    armor set off her sullen brows with three points of extravagance and seven points of heroism.

   But there was curiosity in her eyes, like a fox that strayed into the forest.

   Yu Xiheng's eyes sank for the first time.

  Yu Tang screamed: "Wow ah ah!"

   She knew that if she forced her ninth uncle to come early, and then came in in the name of her family, she would have benefits!

  Which other fan has her luck?

  Si Fuqing was even more surprised: "Boss?"

   Yu Xiheng looked back at her with a slight smile, he never stingy with his compliments: "It's beautiful."

   "What's so beautiful, it's clearly the number one looker in the Super Invincible universe!" Yu Tang said loudly, "Only by leaning can you let me know what it looks like!"

   "No wonder there is a saying in ancient times, people who love beauty don't love mountains and rivers. If I were the emperor, it would be enough to have one person in my harem, Ninth Uncle, do you think so!"

   Yu Xiheng didn't answer this time.

   After a full thirty seconds of silence, he sighed lightly and smiled slightly: "Yes."

   His smile has always been shallow, so shallow that no change can be seen.

  Si Fuqing saw him smile and began to think about one thing seriously.

  Her boss is in a good mood today, maybe she can give her family an extra ration?

   "Boss, Tangtang, wait for me." Si Fuqing first took off the hairpin on his head, "I'll change clothes."

  Yu Tang volunteered: "Qingqing, I'll change it for you!"

  Si Fuqing quickly finished changing his clothes and came out. Downstairs is the hotel.

  Xi Jiangyue booked the venue in advance, it was very secluded, and the confidentiality was also very strong.

   Yu Tang hugged Si Fuqing's arm and refused to let go.

Behind   , Feng San pushed the wheelchair and lowered his voice: "Ninth Brother, are you in a bad mood?"

  Yu Xiheng's expression was indifferent between joy and anger, he said indifferently: "You can observe your words and feelings."

  Feng Sanyu stopped.

   He didn't know for a moment whether he was complimenting him or scolding him.

   "I'm not in a bad mood, I just remembered what happened a long time ago." Yu Xiheng raised her head and looked fixedly at the clouds in the sky, "Time flies so fast."

   Even though he has been in modern times for more than ten years, he is still in a trance occasionally. Is the peace and tranquility in front of him a false fantasy?

   Is it worth it in the **** years of war?

  Feng San followed his gaze and understood: "So Brother Jiu likes to look at clouds."

   Yu Xiheng's fingers paused, and she said lightly, "I don't need to eat fish in the future."

  Feng San responded: "Okay, Brother Jiu doesn't like fish, so I will withdraw all of them at that time. I will also go and tell Xi Jiangyue."

  Yu Xiheng turned the wheelchair, leaving behind a back, and her tone was cold: "Intelligence quotient can be supplemented, but emotional quotient can't be supplemented, so there is no need to waste food."

  Fengsan: "..."

  This time, he must have been scolded.

  **

   The next day, Saturday morning, the trainees continued to train normally.

   In order to perform tonight, the program team chose to live broadcast to warm up.

   When we wait for the public performance to edit the program, I will relax as a backstory.

   Originally, the camera would be given to Lin Qingyan first.

   But the program team has always seen the wind and the rudder.

  Si Fuqing's popularity is obvious to both the director and the planner.

   They directly put the video of Dance Studio No. 2 into the live broadcast room.

  【Woooooo I saw a fresh wife! 】

  【Qingqing baby's plain face is too amazing, not the beauty that humans can have! 】

【husband! Husband look at me! 】

   [Fuck, look at your name, Xie Yu's little wife, aren't you Xie Yu's girlfriend fan? Who is your husband? 】

  【Shut up, what's wrong with my two husbands? none of your business! I will have 110,000 husbands in the future! 】

  Xie Yu, who was practicing dancing, didn't even know that a group of his girlfriend fans had abandoned him.

   Si Fu ignored them, leaning against the wall holding the drawing board.

  【What is the wife doing, why don't you look up! 】

  【What are you writing or are you drawing? 】

  【Damn, this woman will lose us if she doesn't look up again! 】

  Si Fuqing still didn't look up.

  Xu Xiyun drank water on the way to rest, walked over curiously, and saw a line draft on the drawing board: "Teacher Si can still draw?"

   "It's not painting." Si Fuqing adjusted a few colors, "It's clothing design."

Isn't    also a painting?

   Xu Xiyun didn't know the difference between the two, but it didn't prevent him from blowing the rainbow fart: "Teacher Si is amazing!"

  Si Fuqing looked lazy: "Drawing for fun is far from being professional. If you can really design it, I will wait for you to wear it in the finals."

   She won't count on the program crew, let alone fairness, as long as she doesn't engage in insider information, it's already pretty good.

  Xu Xiyun scratched his head, did not dare to ask more, and returned to Xie Yu: "Brother Xie, do you understand?"

   "I don't understand." Xie Yu moved his long legs casually, "But looking at the style, it looks like Lan."

   "Lan?" Xu Xiyun was surprised, "Is it the one I know?"

   Daxia and even the first international fashion design brand?

  Grain's best actors and actresses all like Lan madly. Who can make an appointment for Lan's latest season dress in advance at the film festival will be the focus.

   "That may not be the case." Xie Yu shrugged, "Your brain circuit has always been different from others, who knows which one you think?"

  Xu Xiyun: "..."

   He really shouldn't have spoken.

   He silently followed behind Xie Yu and continued training.

   "InParadise" is difficult, but it is really burning.

   is just training, not an official stage yet, fans in the live broadcast room have already started screaming.

   [I announce, Brother Xie, you have temporarily got the title of General Offensive, but you will have to give it back to Qingqing later. 】

  【You're good at dancing, Xiao Xu, the progress is really fast. 】

  【Mom, do you all remember that Teacher Si made a bet with Lin Lucha? Said to let all the students make their debut, wouldn't it be true? 】

  Si Fuqing finally raised his head.

   She yawned, water mist formed in her eyes, she blinked again, then lowered her head again, and continued to draw.

  【Wife, you are so cute! 】

  【My army of screenshots! 】

   The moos were busy taking screenshots, and the barrage was finally covered by other voices.

  【emmm said that Si Fuqing is too irresponsible, right? Mrs. Lin is patiently teaching the students to dance, so she paints here? what does it mean? 】

  【As a mentor, you should take corresponding responsibilities, right? This is clearly because Xie Yu has a strong ability, not what she taught. 】

  【Drawing is better than destroying the stage. 】

  【I’m dying of laughter, I still paint and I paint. Si Fuqing didn’t even go to high school. I went abroad to study singing and dancing for two years, but I still can’t. Come, come, what can she paint? 】

  【Really, you can just be a vase idol, what kind of painting can you draw, and you can also draw a character design? 】

   Black fans and red fans are arguing, but the popularity is gradually rising.

   "Quick, zoom in." Backstage, the director narrowed his eyes, "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 his horse every day but no one knows 2333

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   (end of this chapter)