Asked you to save the villain, and you made him cry again?

Zhuge Yi's new work took half a year to shoot.

During this period, Wen Si never had any contact with the outside world, and did not post on Weibo except for reposting cooperation.

Despite this, his popularity is still very high, and tens of thousands of fans cry and howl under his latest Weibo every day.

Zhou Zhu has repeatedly urged Wen Si to open up, but he has always turned a deaf ear to it.

Every day after work is over, he holds his mobile phone and waits for news from Pei Yi. That worthless appearance makes Zhou Zhu very angry every time.

Seeing that the movie is about to wrap up and there are more and more endorsement invitations, Zhou Zhu sent him a document after careful selection.

"I picked up a few endorsements for you. The products are very good. The brand will send you new products in a few days. You should try them first."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, Miss Zhou."

Wen Si leaned on the sofa with his head tilted, his expression was a little lazy and sleepy, and he was still holding a thick history book in his hand.

The death of Emperor Yan has not been clearly recorded so far.

Some people say that he was killed by rebellious officials, and some people say that he died suddenly of illness, but these are just speculations of later generations.

In order to play this role well, Wen Si has studied the history of the Yan Kingdom for half a year, and he always feels that Emperor Yan is not what everyone knows.

There must be another side to him that you don't know about.

Wen Si really wanted to know how he died.

The available answer is always a hasty untimely death.

Seeing him start to be in a daze again, Zhou Zhu was helpless.

"Don't think about it, how can we fully know what happened more than 3000 years ago?"

"I'm just curious how a perfect person like him died."

Wen Si lowered his head, opened the history book and began to read again, his forehead hair drooped naturally, half covering his dark and clear eyes, the sun gently wrapped him, so beautiful that it was unreal.

"Okay, you remember to rest early, and perform well in the finale scene tonight!"

After Zhou Zhu finished speaking, he left and was busy negotiating with the brand.

Not long after she left, Wen Si fell asleep on the sofa.

He who almost never dreamed, had a very real and sad dream...

Until waking up from the dream, Wen Si felt a dull pain in his heart, raised his hand to cover his chest, and his pupils were full of complicated emotions.

In the dream, he watched the short and crazy life of Emperor Yan as if he had the perspective of God.

It turned out that he was not a well-loved and wise king from the beginning, but a cruel and terrifying tyrant.

While history erased his infamy, it also erased his love and lover, shaping him into a perfectly perfect existence.

But the actual Emperor Yan has been neglecting the government after losing his lover, obsessed with Taoism and sorcery, and the Kingdom of Yan almost died because of him.

This dream is very real.

Even after waking up from the dream, Wen Si still had fresh memories, but he still couldn't see the appearance of Emperor Yan's lover clearly. Why is this?

He couldn't help but fell into deep thought, and didn't pull his thoughts back until the alarm clock rang.

The gorgeous orange sunset covers the whole city, the wind blows the birds, and it is a peaceful and prosperous scene.

Wen Si got up and washed his face, chose to forget the dream, put on his mask and hat and prepared to go to the set.

On set, he was as good as ever.

Looking at himself dying slowly on the screen, Wen Si couldn't help but see the image of Emperor Yan self-immolating in the palace again, and his mood was extremely complicated.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly said, "Let's do it again, Emperor Yan shouldn't die with such a feeble ending."

Zhuge Yi was stunned, then turned to look at him: "Do you have a better idea?"

Emperor Yan in the play died of illness in the autumn of the most prosperous year of Yan.

But in reality, he set himself on fire during the worst and longest winter in the history of Yan Kingdom.

Wen Si raised his eyes to meet him, and expressed his thoughts: "If the setting of physical loss and illness is not changed, how about changing the ending to him condemning the injustice of fate and then setting himself on fire?"

"Emperor Yan has a strong temper, and his life will only be in his own hands."

"This……"

Zhuge Yi was caught in a dilemma, the lens refracted the incandescent light, which made people look down on him.

Looking away, Wen Si edited directly in front of the computer.

After about an hour or so, he pushed the computer in front of Zhuge Yi: "Take a look first, and if you think it's okay, we'll retake it."

He made changes to the last few chapters of the script, directly sublimating the ending, which is refreshing!
Release the mouse, Zhuge Yi looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of surprise and praise: "Your idea is very good, then do as you said."

"Thank you Director."

"No, I should be the one thanking you."

Zhuge Yi looked at the content on the screen and was full of admiration: "After you made such a change, Emperor Yan's character design has become more perfect and smart, which really caught my eye."

The screenwriter also sighed aside: "Yeah, I felt something was wrong when I wrote the script before, and now I finally know!"

He held Wen Si's hand tearfully, his eyes grateful and eager: "Xiao Wen, if you want to go behind the scenes in the future, you must contact me, and I will definitely follow you!"

"Thank you, Mr. Tang, for your kindness, but I don't have any thoughts on this for the time being. I will definitely ask you for help if I need it in the future."

Wen Si always had a humble and obedient appearance, and the people around him became more and more fond of him, and they all showed expressions of appreciation.

No wonder he is so popular, he deserves all of this!
Zhuge Yi pretended to be angry and glared at the screenwriter, smiling teasingly and jokingly: "Well, you old man, I haven't decided to retire yet, so you've already found your next home, right?"

The screenwriter stroked his beard and smiled honestly, vaguely perfunctory.

Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye, and the film was finally completed smoothly, and the follow-up production began.

Wen Si finally ushered in a short vacation.

He was just about to go to Moon Shadow Garden, when Shen Huan and Wang Xingchen suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Xiao Si, I'm getting married, so I came here specially to send you a wedding invitation."

Shen Huan handed him a beautiful invitation card, the huge pigeon eggs in his hand were very eye-catching, and his face was filled with a happy smile.

Wang Xingchen hugged her with one arm, his expression was much softer than before, his eyes were always looking at her tenderly, and he didn't look at Wen Si at all.

Wen Si took the invitation, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Okay, I will be on time for the appointment, congratulations."

"Xiao Si." Shen Huan's eyes flickered a few times suddenly, but changed his words when he reached his mouth, "Mmm, thank you for your blessing."

After a short conversation, they left.

Wen Si stood under the tree, quietly staring at the direction they left, his black eyes were as calm as water, almost without any emotion.

The nanny's car quickly stopped in front of him, Zhou Zhu pushed open the door and urged him: "Come up, I have something to tell you!"

Just 10 minutes ago, Wang Xingchen and Shen Huanguan announced the news of their upcoming marriage, and the whole internet was buzzing!

As soon as Wen Si got into the car, Zhou Zhu handed the phone in front of him, with no expression of joy or anger, but a shocked tone.

"Wang Xingchen and Shen Huan are actually getting married, they have only been together for more than half a year!"

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