Chapter 9 Look, no one dares to invade Daxia today!

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

That is a Weibo post, from a large marketing account.

[@声宝妈 V: Who doesn’t know about Si Fuqing taking advantage of male students in private? Is this a female hooligan? [Vomiting]]

A screenshot of my circle of friends is posted below, and the name shows Lu Yan’s agent.

[I am really fed up with a certain mentor. I can't do anything I do. I use my own strength to lower the level of the program and I am still unwilling to be lonely to touch the students. If the program hadn't started, who would have been so angry with this kind of bird!]

Although I didn't name it, I knew who it was.

The training talent show "Youth Young" is extremely powerful, with a king and a popular traffic.

Only Si Fuqing has no ability.

Lu Yan is the first candidate to debut at C position. The show has only been aired for one episode, and he has already had five million fans.

As soon as this Weibo post came out, fans were furious.

[Si Fuqing, stay away from our baby! Don’t look at what you look like, where is the courage and unspoken rules from Brother Yan.]

[Si Fuqing, you are so funny. Do you know what our Brother Yan is? You have been kicked out of the Zuo family, what background do you have?]

[I don't understand why she came to ruin the boy group talent show, and I was so angry that I was so angry that I was so angry that I was so resource-maker!]

The fans of the male idol are scolded fiercely and are very ugly, and they bring all the dirty words.

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

Si Fuqing hooked his hair and played: "A picture at the beginning, make it as much as possible. I'm used to it, you care about them."

"I am better than them than them and better than them. They only know that they are typing on the keyboard online, so why should I argue with them?"

Feng San: “…”

Yes, this is very supportive.

He found Lu Yan's photo again and frowned: "Ms. Si, why did you become a mentor in the men's group talent show? You are still wearing makeup? Do you like this type?"

If he hadn't obtained all the information, he really couldn't believe that the person who was called ugly was Si Fuqing.

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

"You are like a—" Si Fuqing looked up and sighed, "A gossipy woman with facial paralysis."

Feng San: “…”

Yu Xiheng turned his head at this time, and he was not too slow: "It's quite similar."

Feng San's back felt cold: "Brother Jiu."

Yu Xiheng said nothing and looked out the window again.

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

Si Fuqing was thinking about what she had for lunch, but when she heard this, she was very decisive: "Okay."

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

"Oh, answer you, who likes him? I don't know him. I want to like him. Of course, I like people like the boss." Si Fuqing held his chin, "Look at my boss, handsome and rich, has such a good figure, and treats his subordinates well. Where can I find someone as perfect as the boss?"

"My boss is like a celestial being, a celestial being descended from earth and a living emperor."

The last four words made Yu Xiheng pause slightly while holding the teacup.

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

Yu Xiheng looked motionless and smiled: "Miscellaneous."

Si Fuqing stopped and looked at him.

That's it?

None of this will give her a salary?

It's a rainbow fart to blow his blow.

Feng San: “…”

He saw that this Miss Si’s true love is actually money.

And his ninth brother is actually a springboard.

The lunch was ready soon, and Si Fuqing took a pair of chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork.

"Miss Si likes history very much?" Shen Xingjun asked, "I think you have been watching it when you are free today."

"I can't say I like it, I can only say that I haven't thought about reading history carefully before." Si Fuqing smiled, "Now after reading it, I feel deeply. I really want to meet Emperor Yin."

"Oh? See Emperor Yin? Why?"

"I found that I had a lot to say to him."

Before Shen Xingjun could continue asking, Yu Xiheng had turned his head and looked at her deeply: "What do you want to say to him?"

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

Yu Xiheng's eyes suddenly became deep.

"Look, today, my 100,000 people in Daxia are all the backbone."

"Look again, the Great Xia stretches for thousands of miles, connecting to the West Continent to the East Ridge Sea to the East. You are fighting for the five continents of the Great Xia, which you are guarding for your life, and it is already prosperous."

"My Daxia can leap ninety thousand miles of sky above and three thousand miles of deep sea below. What kind of principality in the Western Continent dares to offend my Daxia today?"

“…”

The dining table was instantly silent.

Feng San was extremely shocked.

Even Yu Xiheng's eyes tightened.

This sentence was straightforward and straightforward, not intense, but it seemed to make his fingertips pass through the electricity and his body felt slightly numb.

In an instant, the mind and spirit were both distorted and the soul was lost.

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

This feeling hasn't been around for a long time.

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

Many people can't see it.

She learned from the book that Emperor Yin was only fourteen years old when he ascended the throne, and the late emperor left a bunch of messes for him.

Internal and external troubles, multiple attacks.

Everyone wanted to annex the weak Daxia at that time, with wolf smoke rising from the border, and the people were displaced, with blood pouring out.

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

In the blink of an eye, eleven years passed, and until he passed away, he was on the road to war.

There are more than a million soldiers who follow him.

How many people have sacrificed?

History books are just lines of cold words, and cannot truly record the magnificence of those years.

But she really wanted to meet him and told him that the Daxia, where he dedicated his life to, would flourish as he wished.

It is not violated by foreign races, nor is it self-disinfection.

When Shen Xingyun heard her scalp numb for the first time, he couldn't help clapping his hands and exclaimed: "Okay! Miss Si is only eighteen, but I can have such an understanding. I feel inferior. I respect Miss Si for a cup."

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

She licked her lips, her eyes were bright, and she was about to pick up the cup, but was blocked by her other hand. The man's tone was cold: "She has injuries on her hands, so it's not advisable to drink."

Shen Xingjun was stunned: "Are you injured?"

He saw that Si Fuqing easily knocked down other applicants, but he didn't notice that she was injured.

"A little injury, I was accidentally scratched by the wine bottle." Si Fuqing said with a relaxed tone and waved his hand, "Businessman, I'm fine."

"You said it very well." Yu Xiheng didn't respond to her words, but smiled slightly, "Today, everyone should be like a dragon and a phoenix, and they will take off soon."

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

Si Fuqing raised his head and looked at him with a pair of fox eyes.

Good weekend ~~

Another day when Qingqing needs a recommendation vote~~

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!