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009 Look, no one dares to invade the Great Summer today!

"What?" Si Fuqing closed the book and leaned over to take a look.

That was a Weibo post from a large marketing account.

[@ Eight Possible in the Circle V: Is there anyone who doesn’t know about Si Fuqing taking advantage of male students in private? Is she a female hooligan? [vomiting]]

A screenshot of Moments is posted below, and the name shown is Lu Yan’s manager.

[I’m really fed up with a certain instructor. He can’t do anything on his own. He single-handedly brings down the level of the program. He’s not willing to be alone and has a hand on the students. If the program hadn’t just started, who would be so cruel! 】

Although he didn't name anyone, everyone knew who he was talking about.

"Youth" is a development talent show. The instructor team is extremely powerful, including kings and popular traffic.

Only Si Fuqing has no abilities.

Lu Yan is the first candidate to debut in the C position. The show has only aired its first episode and he already has five million fans.

As soon as this Weibo post came out, fans went crazy.

[Si Fuqinggun, stay away from our baby! You don’t even look at what you look like, where does the courage come from?]

[Si Fuqing, you are so ridiculous, do you know who our brother Yan is? You have been kicked out of the Zuo family, what kind of background do you have? 】

[I don’t understand why she came to ruin the men’s team draft, she’s so mad at me, I’m so mad at this resource person!]

Fans of male idols use harsh and unpleasant curses, using all kinds of curse words.

Feng San pursed her lips: "Miss Si, these..."

Si Fuqing played with her hair: "Start with a picture and make it up as much as possible. I'm used to it. You don't care about them."

"I'm prettier than them, have a better figure, and know more skills than they do. They only know how to type on the Internet. Do I have to argue with them?"

Feng San: "..."

Okay, this is very helpful.

He found another photo of Lu Yan and frowned: "Miss Si, why did you become a mentor for the men's team audition? And you wear makeup? Do you like this kind of thing?"

If he didn't have all the information, he really couldn't believe that the person being called ugly was Si Fuqing.

Moreover, with Si Fuqing's level of skill, can the entertainment industry afford this giant Buddha?

"You look like a -" Si Fuqing raised his head and sighed, "Bagua Po with a paralyzed face."

Feng San: "..."

Yu Xiheng tilted his head at this time and said unhurriedly, "It's quite similar."

Feng San's spine went cold: "Brother Ninth."

Yu Xiheng said nothing more and looked out the window again.

"You guys chat first." Shen Xingjun smiled, "I'll go ask the kitchen to prepare some food. Since Miss Si is Shi Yan's personal bodyguard, she should stay and eat together."

Si Fuqing was thinking about what she would eat for lunch. When she heard this, she said decisively, "Okay."

She moved the chair to the dining table and sat down, while Feng San stood behind Yu Xiheng.

"Oh, to answer you, who likes him? I don't even know him. If I want to like him, of course I like someone like my boss." Si Fuqing held his chin, "Look at my boss, who is handsome and rich, and has such a good figure.

, no matter how you treat your subordinates, where can you find someone as perfect as your boss?"

"My boss is like a heavenly being, an immortal descended to earth, and a living emperor."

The last four words made Yu Xiheng's fingers holding the teacup pause slightly.

If he hadn't been sure that some things could not be known, he would have thought he had been exposed.

Yu Xiheng looked unmoved and smiled: "Wonderful."

Si Fuqing paused and looked at him.

That's it?

Doesn't this give her a salary increase?

He blew his rainbow fart for nothing.

Feng San: "..."

He saw that Miss Si's true love was actually money.

And his ninth brother is actually a springboard.

Lunch was quickly prepared. Si Fuqing took a pair of chopsticks and picked out a piece of braised pork.

"Miss Si likes history very much?" Shen Xingjun asked, "I see you have been reading it in your free time today."

"I can't say that I like it. I can only say that I never thought about studying history in detail before." Si Fuqing smiled, "Now that I've read it, I feel very deeply about it. I really want to meet Emperor Yin."

"Oh? Meeting Emperor Yin? Why?"

"I realized I had a lot to say to him."

Before Shen Xingjun could ask further, Yu Xiheng had already turned his head and looked at her deeply: "What do you want to tell him?"

"I want to tell him -" Si Fuqing said softly, "Look, no one dares to invade Daxia today."

Yu Xiheng's eyes suddenly darkened.

"You see, today among the hundreds of thousands of people in our country, all of them are like dragons and phoenixes. They are all like the backbone of the people."

"Look again, Daxia stretches for thousands of miles, connecting the Western Continent to the west and the Dongling Sea to the east. The five continents of Daxia that you risk your life to protect are already prosperous."

"Now the mountains and rivers are stable and the people are at peace. One thousand and five hundred years later, Daxia is still here."

"I, Daxia, can leap ninety thousand miles into the sky, and explore the depths of three thousand miles below. Today, which principality in the Western Continent dares to offend me, Daxia?"

"..."

There was a moment of dead silence on the dining table.

Feng San was extremely shocked.

Even Yu Xiheng's eyes tightened.

The words were spoken in a straightforward manner, not intense, but it seemed as if electricity had passed through his fingertips and his body was slightly numb.

In an instant, my mind and spirit were shaken, and my soul was lost.

He raised his hand and gently touched the place where his heart was beating. He closed his eyes and felt the heat there.

I haven't felt this way for a long, long time.

Si Fuqing was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "It's a pity that he can't see it anymore."

Many people can't see it anymore.

She learned from the book that Emperor Yin was only twelve years old when he ascended the throne, and the previous emperor left a lot of mess to him.

Internal and external troubles, attacks from multiple sides.

Everyone wanted to annex Daxia, which was weak at that time. The border was full of chaos, the people were displaced, and there was a lot of blood.

Two years after Emperor Yin ascended the throne, when he was fourteen years old, he embarked on the path of ending war with war and killing with killing.

Thirteen years passed in the hands of the commander. Until he died of illness, he was always on the road to war.

There are more than tens of thousands of soldiers following him.

How many people have sacrificed?

History books are just cold lines of text, unable to truly record the magnificence of those years.

But she really wanted to see him and tell him that Daxia, for which he had dedicated his life, was prospering as he wished.

It will not be invaded by foreign tribes, nor will it be consumed by internal troubles.

It was the first time that Shen Xingjun heard that his scalp was numb. He couldn't help but clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Good! Miss Si is only eighteen, but she can have such insights. I am ashamed of myself. I propose a toast to Miss Si."

When he heard that there was wine, Si Fuqing immediately came back to his senses.

She licked her lips, her eyes brightened, and was about to take the cup, but was blocked by another hand. The man said in a cool tone: "She has an injury on her hand, so she shouldn't drink."

Shen Xingjun was stunned: "Are you injured?"

He saw that Si Fuqing easily defeated the other applicants and didn't even notice that she was injured.

"Small injury, accidentally scratched by a wine bottle." Si Fuqing said in a relaxed tone and waved his hand, "But it's really not suitable to drink. Boss, I'm fine."

"You said it very well." Yu Xiheng did not respond to her words, but smiled slightly, "Today in Daxia, everyone should be like a dragon and a phoenix, and they will be able to take off soon."

"If Emperor Yin had seen it, he would have no regrets even if he only had 27 years."

Si Fuqing raised her head and looked at him with squinted fox eyes.

------Digression-----

Good weekend~~

It’s another day when Qingqing needs recommendation votes~~
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