PFC Chapter 182 You are a magician, why can't you become my wife? (23)
Chapter 182 You are a magician, why can't you become my wife? (23)
Miss Yu is so nice, how could she be rumored to be...that kind of woman! If Miss Yu knew about this, she would definitely be sad and wronged!
But not!
Xiao Wei was eating potato chips with a "crunch, crunch" sound, and his little paws crushed the chips in his hand. The sour vinegar smell almost overflowed the room.
Xiaowei: Little Star, you are always fooling around outside!
Xing Rong: What's wrong?
Her voice was as quiet as a deep pool, calming Xiaowei's bad mood. The little guy was getting more and more irritable now.
Xiaowei: Just now, Xiaoguo heard two bad women saying bad things about you in the restroom. Although Xiaoguo did not curse back on the spot, she went back to the dressing room and openly angered the Lord of the Realm.
Xing Rong: Oh?
She could guess what bad things they could say. After all, she was also surprised when Li Sichen said it.
She doesn't care what others say, after all, they are not important people. She can also feel that Xiaoguo likes her. Is Xiaowei's little emotion because Xiaoguo likes her?
Xing Rong: No matter how much others like me, I still like Xiao Wei the most. Xiao Wei will always be my little baby.
Xiaowei snorted proudly and continued to chew potato chips happily. No matter how powerful the Little Star Fan Club is, it is the only one who can stay with her forever!
When Xing Rong heard the pleasant sound of crispy potato chips, she knew that Xiao Wei had been comforted by her.
Xing Rong: Hey, what was Xiaoguo’s original ending?
Xiaowei: Let me see... She later met an 18th-tier actor in the entertainment industry. Not long after they got together, the actor got together with a rich woman in order to get resources in the entertainment industry.
After that, she never stayed with anyone else and stayed alone until the end.
Xing Rong: Alone?
Xiao Hei: Yes, that’s what it says.
Xing Rong said "hmm" lightly, put away the sword in his hand, and said to Xiao Liu beside him: "Have you learned the heroine's moves?"
Xiao Liu repeated the movements and said, "Well, although it looks simple, a lot of it uses clever strength or tricks! I kind of understand the real swordsmanship."
He is a martial artist, and in their era, the only ones who can really get in touch with these things are from their own masters.
But martial arts are all about talent, and there are fewer and fewer that can be passed down from ancient times to the present. Now he knows what it means to have only learned the basics.
Real swordsmanship? These are nothing, we are still far from it!
But Xing Rong did not refute. The perceptions in different eras are different, and she would not deliberately correct anything.
"If you want to learn, I can teach you some basics. This way you will have more tricks when you become a martial arts instructor in the future." Xing Rong casually swung a sword flower, and even the tip of the prop sword flashed a cold light that shouldn't be there.
Xiao Liu's eyes lit up, "Is it really possible?"
"Well, if you want to learn, you can ask me when you have time on the set."
"Okay." Just don't blame him for disturbing her sleep when the time comes, Xiao Liu thought to himself.
"What do you want to learn?" Li Sichen, who had put on makeup, came up to them and stood between them.
Xiao Liu subconsciously took two steps back, feeling that... something was not right.
Today, Li Sichen was wearing a black robe with bamboo patterns embroidered on the lapels and sleeves, and his hair was tied up with an aluminum crown.
The costumes and makeup of this crew are pretty good, which adds a bit of sharpness to his gentleness.
"Nothing, now it's time for Xiao Liu to learn your martial arts moves today, so if you're okay, take a rest."