Chapter 341 You have to be able to pull Si Fuqing over [1 update]

The comparison of the performance charts issued by the marketing account is very stark.

Tong Luoyun has written dozens of movies and TV series, and has won major mainstream awards.

Si Fuqing, on the other hand, has only five works, three of which are variety shows.

[Laughing to death, this is really a moonshot, Si Fuqing, how dare you do this.]

[I haven’t seen it yet, but the child movie queen was right when she said she was a variety show star.]

[If nothing else, the queen in "Dazhao Dynasty" is a real strong woman. She does not rely on men and becomes an empress step by step. Forget about "The Demon", she is a fairy. 】

The Daxia Dynasty has a history of nearly two thousand years, and going further back is the Dazhao Dynasty.

There was a queen in the history of Dazhao Dynasty.

Tong Luoyun plays this queen.

Before Tong Luoyun, there were other actresses in the film, but they were either too charming or too weak, and they didn't look like a queen at all.

Tong Luoyun's appearance this time is very consistent with historical records, and netizens are also looking forward to it.

There are more and more comments under the performance comparison chart.

The ones with the most likes are for Si Fuqing not to think that just because she has obtained the broadcast rights of IFTV, she can freely interact with actors of the level of Porcelain Tong Luo Yun.

There were so many people who criticized Si Fuqing, and finally some netizens were aroused to have a rebellious mentality and couldn't stand it anymore.

[I say fans of old-timers should also respect each other. How long has it been since they debuted? The filming time of the TV series is less than half a year. If you let an actor who has been filming TV series for more than ten years compete, it is normal for you to lose. If you really beat you

Where do you put the faces of the elders?

The marketing account deliberately disliked Bila, which is a marketing account rubbish. Instead of scolding the marketing account, you took the opportunity to insult the newcomers and juniors. I understand, fans follow the original owner, and I guess Tong Luoyun herself thinks so.】

[If domestic entertainment wants to make progress, why not quickly train Si Fuqing? Why not put pressure on it? The fandom will not live in harmony and help each other except for fighting?]

The die-hard Mu Si all accompanied Si Fuqing from the time when the whole network was black, and they are very capable in fighting.

This kind of scene is too small for them, and they don't even need to look at it.

In addition to reporting the comments made by anti-fans and rival fans, and submitting malicious and insulting Weibo posts to the studio's legal team, she also specifically went to Si Fuqing's Weibo to start asking for photos to prevent her from seeing the anti-fans' messages.

Si Fuqing thought for a while, grabbed Xiaobai and put it on his lap, took a photo and uploaded it to Weibo.

[@SiFuqingV: Look at the prodigal son I raised. Does it look good? [Picture]]

The number of comments skyrocketed instantly, reaching over 5,000 in two minutes.

[I haven’t read the specific content yet, so take the front row first!]

[Grandpa, your celebrity fan finally posted on Weibo. 】

【???After waiting for so long, you give me a photo of a dog, where is your own photo!】

[To be honest, it’s better not to let a certain female star take selfies. She just relies on her 360-degree face to take random selfies. Don’t have any hope for her photography skills.]

While Si Fuqing was interacting with fans, she patted Xiaobai's head with one hand.

Xiaobai was very comfortable, resting his head on his paws and yawning.

After a while, it suddenly jumped up and howled excitedly.

Gold!

It smells of gold!

Si Fuqing raised his head.

The door was pushed open and cold wind poured in.

It snowed outside at some point, and the wind blew the snowflakes in and fell on the carpet.

It was very warm inside the house, and the snowflakes instantly condensed into water droplets.

Yu Xiheng walked in, bringing more coolness.

Snow also fell on him, but it didn't look messy.

Si Fuqing put down his cell phone, took a clean towel and ran over to wipe off the water drops on his suit.

Yu Xiheng's eyebrows moved: "Why are you so positive today?"

"Boss, you are telling the truth!" Si Fuqing took off his suit jacket again, "You are obviously still angry with me, but you told me that you are not angry anymore."

Yu Xiheng's expression paused, and his eyes first glanced at Feng San.

Feng San was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "I only told Xiang that I would accompany Brother Jiu to the temple to relax, and I didn't say anything else."

This guy from Canyon must have deliberately taken advantage of his absence to add fuel to the fire and talk nonsense in front of Miss Si!

He wants to fight canyoning!

"I'm not angry with you, I'm just angry with myself." Yu Xiheng sighed and put a cup of hot milk tea on the coffee table, "I told you a long time ago that I don't want to see you get hurt."

In his last life, what he saw most was death.

War is too cruel.

Even he couldn't save the lives of all the soldiers.

Even in the last few months, he was so sick that he couldn't even hold the Dragon Bird Sword, and could only watch the soldiers fight to the death to protect him.

He didn't want to experience something like this again.

Therefore, his guards will be equipped with the best weapons and equipment.

So he gave her a dragon bird feather and a bracelet that could suppress the violent energy in her body.

But she was still injured, and not seriously.

He is just blaming himself.

Si Fuqing was startled. She hesitated for a moment: "Yes, boss, if you don't listen to me and get hurt, I will definitely be angry with myself for not protecting you."

Yu Xiheng closed her eyes and looked back at her with a slight smile: "Yes?"

"You are a good boss and I am a good employee." Si Fuqing said, "We treat each other politely and love each other."

Yu Xiheng sat down on the sofa: "Well, there is progress."

At least I can say the four words "love each other".

But the monk's words today did make him feel more at ease, and the depression in his heart was dissipated a little by her words just now.

I'm really not angry anymore.

"Have a good rest and come back before eight o'clock every night these days." Yu Xiheng said calmly, "If you exceed this time, your year-end bonus will be deducted."

Si Fuqing: "..."

She wanted to take back the compliment she had given him earlier.

**

The next day, Saturday.

Early in the morning, Si Fuqing received a text message from Ji Xingzhi.

[Ji Xingzhi]: Brother, I have arrived at Sijiucheng International Airport. Where should we meet?

[Si Fuqing]: Downtown, I’ll send you the address.

Ji Xingzhi got the accurate reply and took Mr. Ji to the city center.

The two got into a taxi.

Mr. Ji wore glasses and observed carefully: "Is there any difference between this car and a bus? And what is that?"

Ji Xingzhi's mouth twitched: "Old man, how long has it been since you came out? You are a primitive man."

"Technology is developing too fast." Mr. Ji was also very worried. "The last time I came out was fifteen years ago, and my mobile phone was still a big brother."

Soon, Ji Xingzhi arrived at the cafe he had made an appointment with Si Fuqing.

Mr. Ji started asking questions again.

Ji Xingzhi ordered him a cup of black coffee and prepared to torture the old man to death.

He ordered himself a cup of hot chocolate and admired Mr. Ji's crying expression.

Ten minutes later, the door of the cafe was pushed open again, and a heavily armed Si Fuqing walked in.

Her awareness of disguise was so high that no one else recognized her.

Ji Xingzhi still relied on the power of Yin Yang and the Five Elements. His eyes lit up and he was about to get up when his cell phone beeped.

[Si Fuqing]: Don’t move, someone is following you.

Ji Xingzhi looked stern.

Not many people were staring at him. Probably because his image of a playboy was deeply rooted in people's hearts, the Ji family elders felt that he was hopeless.

But there were too many people staring at Mr. Ji.
To be continued...