"The information about Murong Fu is all here. You should seize the time to memorize it."
Seeing that Ning Yan didn't seem to have recovered, Jing'er took the initiative to put the stack of information into his hand, and specifically asked: "Don't reveal the secret later."
What he started with was a stack of heavy paper pages. The binding on the spine was rather sloppy. Ning Yan subconsciously pinched the thickness.
Good guy, it's so thick...could it be a bound edition?
"Murong Fu has so much information? Why didn't I know?"
"How can you compare to the secret agents of the princess's palace? It's only normal that you don't know."
Ning Yan didn't know how to refute, so he lowered his head and opened the cover of the book. He was embarrassed just by reading the title.
"No one understands Murong Fu better than me"
Signed, Chen Zhao.
He flipped through a few pages at random and murmured along with the contents of the book: "Someone asked me what kind of person Mr. Murong is? I can only say that he is a pure person, a person who has escaped from vulgar taste... It is well written
What a mess!"
Jing'er frowned, a little dissatisfied with his perfunctory, and earnestly advised: "Can you be more serious! Chen Zhao has fought with Murong Fu, and his understanding of him is far better than that of you and me. I hope you don't
Bringing too much personal emotion."
"I, he...Oh, okay, okay!"
Ning Yan endured the cold and endured the first chapter, but he never expected that this was one of the few serious contents in the whole book.
The later the chapter names become, the more outrageous they become.
"Murong Fu's Third Visit to Yanliu Alley", "Murong Fu's Drunk Enchantment at the Red Sleeve Tower", "Murong Fu's First Test of Love in the Clouds and Rain", "Murong Fu Hanging Upside Down the Grape Rack"...
Ning Yan's eyesight went dark, and he closed the page of the book, wondering whether to laugh or cry: "Where did you get these street stall literature?"
"I bought them from Mingzhou City. Are you from Mingzhou and have never read any of them? They are the most popular ones at the moment. It is said that they are all sold out."
Is there anything more mind-numbing than reading your own fanfic?
If anything, there are all kinds of weird XP added to the book.
Ning Yan slapped his forehead and his lips trembled slightly: "Sweeping the floor so gracefully, sweeping the floor gracefully."
After he left, what happened to the Mingzhou City he knew so well...
Can this sell out? The government office doesn’t care!
Jing'er also pointed out responsibly from the side: "Don't just look at the sensual and erotic parts, you should focus on analyzing the psychological details of the characters."
"No need, come directly."
It's not that troublesome to get into the role. Ning Yan took a deep breath and said silently in his heart: "You bitch, give me some examples."
The system always works in some strange places. For example, now, even though he has almost forgotten the casual vest he built at the beginning, under the secret teaching of the pretentious master, he has regained the previous feeling in an instant. p>
Jing'er was just trying to get him to correct his attitude, but when her eyes glanced at the other person's face, she suddenly froze on the spot.
As the person opposite slowly raised his eyes, his temperament suddenly changed dramatically. Just by standing there, there was an indescribable feeling of oppression rushing over him.
Like a hidden dragon ready to go, or like an immortal looking down upon the mortal world, the powerful aura exuding from that person has nothing to do with cultivation, but something deeper.
Generally called...
The bearing of a master.
"You, you, you are?"
Just when she was hesitating, "Murong Fu"'s expression suddenly dropped again, he scratched his head and said with a smile: "Miss Jing, do you think I can act like you?"
Huh...it's still Ning Yan after all.
Jing'er mumbled and didn't answer, and quickly glanced over to hide the surprise in her eyes.
I didn’t expect that this guy was quite talented and his acting skills were impressive. If he hadn’t known the truth, he would have almost deceived her.
But to be honest, she was not very satisfied.
"Just so-so."
When Ning Yan heard this comment, his smile froze: "Am I still careless?"
What would it be like if we didn't do it carelessly?
"Do you think you performed well?"
Jing'er sneered. His appearance just now was indeed very bluffing, but it was still somewhat different from the image described in the intelligence. Now she picked at his figure and said, "The appearance is quite consistent, but the charm is not.
There are too many, your expression should be more domineering!"
Ning Yan rubbed his stiff face and argued with reason: "I think the word domineering is not quite appropriate. When creating characters, we should avoid facial expressions so that the character's performance will be more layered."
"Do you understand or do I understand?"
The other party talked back many times, and Jing'er was already a little impatient. How could there be such a weak-minded man!
She had read through the bound edition of "Murong Fu Zhuan" several times, thinking that she had seen through the true face of that rat. Not to mention, at least there was no one on this spaceship who understood it more deeply than she did.
"Okay, okay, do as you say."
Ning Yan didn't want to argue with her, so he waved his hands helplessly, trying to squeeze out the evil and arrogant feeling by pulling up the corners of his mouth.
Who said she was Party A? Even if she said that Murong Fu was a vegetarian, a transgender black man with jade syndrome who supported animal rights, that would still be correct.
It was just that after all his fussing, Jing'er looked left and right but still felt something was wrong. Her mind couldn't help but think of those star-like eyes again.
She had never seen Murong Fu alive, and all her conjectures about him were inferred from existing information. Almost everyone who had contact with Murong Fu said that he was an arrogant person, so she firmly believed so. However, if he is really a grandmaster in his early twenties as rumored, perhaps Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's complex temperament would be more suitable...
Jing'er thought for a while and said seriously: "Otherwise, I'll still do it your way."
Ning Yan stopped and looked at her doubtfully: "Why did you change your mind?"
"After all, you have truly seen him, so I trust your judgment."
Jing'er is very confident in his acting skills. Even if he plays a villain as if he is a decent character, he doesn't know whether it is good or bad.
After finalizing the remaining details, Ning Yan asked curiously: "By the way, what is your purpose in letting me pretend to be him?"
"First of all, I need you to stay with the princess and be wary of the Taoist soldiers of Wusheng Cult. Secondly, by borrowing Murong Fu's name, you can also shake the mountain and scare the tiger, so that the young people will not dare to act rashly."
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"Won't this... reveal the truth?"
Ning Yan's mouth opened slightly. Although he knew that Murong Fu was just an ordinary person, others didn't know that, but the outside world had been spreading rumors that he was a great master.
The image and temperament can be imitated, but the level of cultivation cannot be faked. Even if he accepts his vest on the spot, no one will believe it.
People tend to believe only what they want to believe.
A young talent emerges from nowhere, and the power of a master turns the tide. Is there anything more romantic and legendary than this?
In comparison, who is Ning Yan? A stinky bottom with nothing but good looks is worthy of rubbing shoulders with his brother?
What bad luck.
Jing'er gave him a strange look: "It can't be true if it's fake. The secret will definitely be exposed."
"Ah?"
"It's good that the princess can't see it. As for the others, they won't lose anything if they can't be scared."
Jing'er actually has other plans in mind.
The princess is still young, so she will inevitably have a yearning for some legendary figures. As the saying goes, it is better to block than to leave, so it is better to take this opportunity to fulfill her wish. When she meets the real person, she finds that it is nothing more than this, and naturally she will no longer be curious in the future.
heart.
Based on the scene when the two met for the first time, Jing'er can be sure that Ning Yan is definitely an expert in the field of how to make girls bow down.
After walking along the corridor for about half an hour, they finally stopped in front of a simple wooden door.
Jing'er pressed the small waist badge into the groove on the door, and then injected a burst of infuriating energy into it. The wooden door instantly became bright and opened automatically without pushing.
Inside is a gorgeous small suite. As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the elegant red sandalwood fragrance. The inner room is half-covered with beaded curtains, which is vaguely visible.
"This is?"
"In my room, you change clothes first."
Not long after, Jing'er walked out of the inner room carrying a brand new outfit.
Ning Yan recognized it at a glance as the white clothes he often wore in Mingzhou City, and couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You even have the same style?"
"Bought in Mingzhou City, it's perfect for acting."
He took the clothes, hesitated for a while, and said shyly: "Can I go inside and change? It's hard for me to take off my clothes while you are here."
"Who's saying this? It seems... go quickly!" Jing'er turned her back with disgust on her face and kept urging.
This man is trouble!
"Okay."
Ning Yan quickly got into the inner room, adhering to the principle of "don't look at anything inappropriate". He tried to focus his eyes on one place to avoid seeing anything he shouldn't see.
"Are you okay?"
"Come on, come on, don't come in, I'm naked."
"Bah!"
Ning Yan casually responded to the inquiries from outside. Perhaps because he had been staring at one place for a long time, his eyes suddenly felt a little sore. He reached out and rubbed them gently. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that there seemed to be an unknown small black spot on the floor.
.
Miss Jing is so sloppy, she doesn’t even sweep away the trash...
Ning Yan pouted and squatted down to pick up the thing. Just as he stretched out his hand, the black mass suddenly dispersed and turned into countless small black insects escaping in all directions.
"Humph, want to escape?"
His hands were very fast, and he could pick up a small insect in the blink of an eye and bring it up to his eyes for a closer look.
At this moment, a long-lost reminder suddenly sounded in my mind.
[How dare someone with this level of Gu magic do anything in front of you, how brave! A flash of fierceness flashed between your eyebrows, and you chewed up the insect in one bite, just in time to use it to try your Hundred-Plate Centipede Dragon Knife!]<
/p>
What the hell! I don’t want to eat such strange things!
Ning Yan obviously resisted, but he couldn't control his hand and stuffed the little black insect into his mouth, and even chewed it a few times.
Not to mention how disgusting the smell is...
"Uh-huh, uh-huh! You... uh-huh!"
He didn't even have the strength to scream, and was lying on the bedside retching, but suddenly, there was a strong stinging pain in his eyes.
It's like there are two fires burning.
In pain, Ning Yan covered her eyes and fell to the ground. Jing'er heard a thud outside and rushed into the inner room, "Are you okay?"
"I, let me take it easy first..."
The burning sensation disappeared in an instant. Ning Yan shook his head and opened his eyes in a daze. But when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his expression suddenly changed.
"Why do you look so ugly?"
Ning Yan pointed to the roof, "Can't you see it?"
Jing'er turned her head and looked at the roof, there was nothing there.
"What do you see?"
Ning Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Insects."