MTL - Breaking up, No Joke-Chapter 139

Inside the tent, the young prince habitually looked around and silently swept the expressions of the crowd into the eyes. He said: "The enemy has become more and more mad in recent days, and our army has been defeated frequently, and the morale of the soldiers is insufficient. I don't know. What are the ways for the generals to reverse this situation? "The original squadron of the Dahua Kingdom was played by the generals, so the armor worn on the body was iron, and this body was full of twenty kilograms of iron worn on the body, plus His looks are masculine, so his armor looks masculine.

He said: "Yesterday Chen and others have already led the deputy to discuss this matter, but the several sets of outlines that have been negotiated have not worked. I wonder if there is any trick for the Highness?"

The crowds in the tents looked at the princes sitting in the main position, and told the truth, when they learned that they were in the battlefield, they were only 16 years old, and they were dissatisfied.

A milk doll that is only sixteen years old and knows nothing about it? When you see the scene of murder on the battlefield, are you really not afraid?

Even if it is Prince, I am afraid I have to be scared on the battlefield!

Thinking of this, the hearts of the generals are somewhat resentful.

I don’t know what’s going on in the past two years. I don’t even ask about the things of the DPRK. Even the things on the battlefield can be used as a play. They don’t really have a talented person!

Although the prince was young, but because he had lost his mother since childhood, the people he followed were all the pieces that were inserted around him, so he knew how to protect himself from an early age, how to conceal his emotions and observe his words.

So how can the Prince not see these so-called generals, and my heart is disdainful to myself.

Moreover, the action of the Changsheng General in these days also allowed the Prince to understand, and the other party was giving him the next Mawei.

Although the Prince had no eyes on his father in the past two years, the majesty and extravagance of the innate Tianjia family was not comparable to those of these people. His good-looking but majestic peach eyes slowly scanned the crowd.

The deputy in the tent, including the original time when sitting in the sub-seat, consciously straightened the waist and did not dare to make another time.

The Prince’s slow sight was taken back, and the dagger: “There is a plan for this palace.”

When I returned to God, he reacted. He had just been shocked by a look of Bai Yu, but he had already received his words at this moment. He quickly said: "Your Highness, but it does not matter."

On the one hand, Hu Zuo played his role silently, and the heart of the road, Bai Yu’s eyes were really a bit like the Huataizu who was recorded in the history book to kill the eldest brother.

At that moment, more than just the original time, even the supporting role of the generals and the staff were screaming, not dare to look at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu loved to smile and looked at the original, not talking.

After opening again, Bai Yu became recorded in the history books, and young people used their wisdom to break the enemy's Huataizu.

The Prince knows that General Chang Sheng is the nephew of the noble lady, so it is normal to show his face in public, but the father has taught him since childhood, and the majesty of the family will never allow anyone to trample!

He is the Prince, the future son of the Great China, and these people are just the people under his feet. What qualifications are there for him?

"I remember that there are a few strange talents under the command of General Chang Sheng. I don't know if this is the case. Can the generals cut love?" The young Prince was not afraid of the face of these powerful generals. .

General Chang Sheng, holding his fists in his hands, said: "Don't die!"

"Just need the generals to borrow those few people who can borrow the palace for a few days." The Prince smiled and said.

General Chang Sheng is about to speak again, asking the Prince what he is doing, but seeing that the latter has stood up and left, a glimpse.

"His Royal Highness." Hu left to come out, and now it is his turn to say something.

Prince's side: "What is Mr.."

"The weather in the past few days has changed, and the highness of the temple is the body of a thousand gold. When the night falls, there is nothing to do with the temple or reduce the number of departures."

The prince was slightly decapitated, "Thank you for your care." Then the sleeves left.

The number of generals is relatively different, and no one dares to look at the ever-changing general who looks like a young man.

General Chang Sheng’s face turned blue. “You all go out, Mr. left.”

The counselor said faintly: "What is the general?"

"Who told the people I raised to the Prince!" General Chang Sheng was worried and looked at the counselor with suspicion.

"The grass people do not know, if the generals have no military to discuss with the grass people, the grass people will retire first." The adviser retired early.

Chang Sheng’s eyes were full of gloom and watched the adviser leave.

"Card!" Wang said excitedly.

Bo Yu, who left early, walked in from the outside, wearing a military coat, shaking his feet and walking to the side of Wang Dao, squinting and said: "Wang guided me to watch the replay."

Wang Dao took the script and walked in front of the original, saying: "Just your expression should be fierce, or not murderous."

I nodded at the time and said, "Then one more."

Wang Dao nodded.

Bai Yu and Hu Zuo stood on the side and watched the original filming. The snack bag on Hu’s left hand was stretched towards the cypress, saying: “Taste it, the old Hu’s beef slice is authentic.”

Bai Yu did not like him. He took a day of drama and was hungry. He took it and sent it to his mouth. The beef slice was very chewy and spicy. He said, "Where to buy it, it tastes good."

Hu Zuo is proud: "This is what my dad gave me. It tastes good. Before he retired, he was the chef of the hotel. Now he is at home and loves to do it."

Bai Yu heard the words and took a few pieces and threw them into his mouth. He said vaguely: "The taste is really good."

Hu Zuo saw him like it and gave him the rest. He said, "I have the hotel, these are for you. You just played well."

Bai Yu nodded, and he was not polite with him. He was not stupid. Of course he could guess Hu Zuo’s change of attitude towards himself during this time and understand what the other side was worried about.

But Bai Yu is not broken.

While still talking to Wang Dao, I just saw Hu Zuo’s courtesy of Bai’s attention, and the eyes slowly appeared disdain.

He had previously felt that Hu Zuo’s attitude was getting more and more strange, but because the other party did not actually take action, he did not think much about it at the time. He just thought he was more worried.

But now, looking at Hu Zuo’s diligence against Bai Yu, how could it not be seen in the original.

"It's a villain." The original time could not help but roar in the bottom of my heart.

When the last scene was filmed in the evening, Bo Yu asked the assistant to send himself to a five-star hotel in the city center.

The assistant said: "Berg, it’s hard to rest in advance today. Why don’t you go back to rest?”

Bai Yuwen, who is bowing his head and texting Song Song, looked up and said, "If you want to go back in time, you will take a taxi back to the hotel at the hotel entrance. I may have to go back tonight."

The assistant refused, and the artist who had taken care of it had not yet returned. How could she go back to rest as an assistant, and if she was known by Li, she would have to peel off her skin if she did not die.

Bai Yu smiled softly and didn't talk anymore.

This made the prospective assistant feel sorrowful. If Bai Yu continued to insist on it, maybe she would push it halfway, and she would push the boat and go back soon.

The weather in Xiuyan is very cold. Compared with the Huacheng side, it is completely an ice cave. There is no heating in the house. The heating of the hotel air conditioner can't warm the house.

Oh, I don’t know when I can get off work, my assistant.

Bai Yu looked down at the phone, and Song Shiyi’s text message came in at this time.

Song Shizhen: He is very unhappy today's birthday. When are you free?

The birthday of the small watermelon is on the eve of the annual Spring Festival, the 28th year.

Bai Yu: I am going to see my mom later, now in the car, it is not convenient to contact him. You sent me a birthday present, no more than 7

Song Shiyi’s text message was answered for a while before: sent. Everyone is cutting the cake, busy.

When Bai Yu saw that there was no reply to Song Shiyi, he put the hat on his head and took the mobile phone in the back seat.

Enriched work gave him a sense of security, but endless emptiness and loneliness followed.

In particular, he has not given a small watermelon a birthday for two years.

Last year, because he was going to rush to the New Southwest rehearsal for the Spring Festival dinner, he only sang a birthday song with the small watermelon, and even the cake did not eat, so it was not a complete birthday.

This year, he was busy making a nap during the day, and he didn’t even care about making a phone call to his family. Now it’s hard to get on the bus and still have to call the child to say goodbye.

When Bai Yu was sad, he put his eyes on the window. He suddenly understood why he had just said that he had to take over the "Prince". Song Shizhen’s face would be so ugly.

According to the time projection, the "Prince" has already entered a tense shooting. It takes four months to shoot the fastest, and within four months, he must be fully engaged in the shooting, not distracted by the idle.

And when Bai Yu entered the group, it was not long before the Spring Festival arrived.

After such a late calculation, he has been in the family's 30th birthday for two consecutive years, and has not been with them at home for the holidays.

This understanding made Bai Yu very depressed.

Bai Yu thought that if Song Shizhen was tough at the time and forced himself to push the show down, he should agree.

Ah, ah, it’s so tangled.

Driver parking: "Berg, it's here."

Bai Yu took the small gift that he had prepared before and said, "You are waiting for me in the car. I should have come down within two hours at the latest. If you are hungry, go eat nearby." ”

The assistant watched Bai Yu leave, then complained to the driver and said, "He is so rich, why don't you open a box at the hotel and let us eat it?"

After the driver left to leave, he drove down the street to find out if there was a small restaurant still open. He said, "It’s a matter of people, you want to do so. What do you want to eat? Hurry and say."

The assistant quickly said that he wanted to eat.

□ The author's gossip: It will be completed next month. After you are finished, you can finish some things and you will be finished. What? [140]