The Cannon Fodder Strikes Back

Chapter 39

"Brother Zixu, if there is an afterlife, Qian Rong just hopes that she will never meet you again."

The third princess of Kun Kingdom was dressed in a gorgeous dress, with a high bun, and the moment she walked out of the palace gate, a tear flowed from her beautiful phoenix eyes.

The second son named Zixu froze on the spot without even having the courage to look back. Although he was smiling, his face was pale and terrifying, "Oh, for the sake of the emperor of the Liao Kingdom, you can abandon the princess. How could he stay willingly for me if he abandoned this country because of his identity?"

Qianrong bit her lips tightly, tears still rolling in her eyes, "I'm sorry...Brother Zixu, but I really love him, it doesn't matter if I trade my life for him!"

Zixu gave a low laugh, keeping his back to her all the time, but his straight back revealed a slight tremor, "Okay...okay, you go, go far away! Go to the dog emperor of Liao Kingdom. Today there are no green plums or bamboo horses, the friendship between you and me has been broken, and we will never die!"

He pulled out the sword around his waist and cut off the black hair that was draped behind him, but he never looked at her again. Qianrong finally couldn't help crying, turned her head and gave him a deep look, "Brother Zixu... …Bye now……"

"roll!"

The red clothes disappeared between the pillars of the carved gallery, Zixu turned his head slowly, the white clothes were flying with the wind, and tears were streaming down his face at this moment...

"Cut!" The director gave an order, clapped his hands and said, "The filming was good, Jin Shu's performance was perfect! Today is Valentine's Day, I'll give you half a day off, and work is over!"

The entire crew cheered. In order to film the climax of the whole drama, everyone started working from midnight last night to one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was finally over.Everyone packed up their things like an arrow, ready to go home and catch up on sleep, and then go shopping and eat with their boyfriends and girlfriends.

The sweet-looking heroine rolled up her sleeves and patted Yun Jinshu's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Jinshu, you've worked hard today, and you made it up for me when I said wrong lines several times. Thank you, how about I treat you to dinner at noon, how about a face?"

The beauty smiled extremely charmingly, and blinked at Yun Jinshu with big watery eyes who was watching the TV. No matter how obvious the deep meaning was, it was a bit subtle to choose a treat on Valentine's Day.It's a pity that Yun Jinshu is not in the mood at this time, he smiled and hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Forget it, how can I let the beauty spend money? I have something to do in a while, I'm afraid it will spoil your interest, I will treat you next time."

Yun Jinshu was good-looking in itself, plus he had a sweet and coaxing mouth, so he typed it back with a few words, and didn't take the beauty's face at all.The beautiful heroine thought that he was going to marry a girlfriend later, so she shrugged her shoulders regretfully, waved to him and said, "Okay, see you next time, I've made a note of the treat you said."

As she spoke, she walked aside with a smile to chat with other actresses.

Seeing her walking away, Yun Jinshu held on to the door frame to stabilize his figure. After several days and nights, his physical strength had already been exhausted. At this time, he was dizzy, his eyes turned black, and he felt nauseous. Asked to show Zixu's painful and struggling mood, this pale face helped a lot.

Thinking of this, someone walked past him with a box of lunch, his stomach churned, and he clutched his chest, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. In the past, such high-intensity work was commonplace, and he had never seen himself so "fragile". Why has it become so abnormal these days?

He frowned inexplicably, and sent a text message to Zhao Hanchuan saying that after finishing work, he was about to turn around and go to the dressing room to change clothes, when suddenly a group of women screamed in surprise from behind.

"Wow! What a beautiful flower!"

"That's right, is this for our heroine? So happy!"

"My mother has lived in her thirties, and she has never received a red rose. I am envious and jealous! Hey, hey!"

A group of women got together and screamed in surprise, but the courier brother who delivered the flowers said calmly, "Is there a Mr. Yun Jinshu here?"

As soon as the words were finished, Yun Jinshu turned around in astonishment, and all the women dropped their jaws in surprise, and in the next second they rushed up unrestrainedly and "squeezed" Yun Jinshu.

"Jin Shu, I don't see how enthusiastic your girlfriend is!"

"Quickly tell me what your girlfriend does? It's really amazing to be hot and chasing girls!"

"It's over, it's over, our brocade book has an owner, my glass heart has broken into eight petals! Huh~"

The entire crew was blown away by this bouquet of roses. Yun Jinshu was one head and two big, and was out of the situation at all. A group of women pushed him in front of the courier brother, and said bravely, "That... I am Yun Jin Book, but are you sure you didn't find the wrong person?"

The courier boy looked at the card with a blank face, "That's right, it's the brocade book, 'Who in the cloud sends the brocade book' come to the brocade book. Mr. Yun, I have other flowers to send, Please sign for it."

Yun Jinshu had no choice but to sign and accept the roses.

It was a bouquet of thirty fiery red roses, wrapped in goose-yellow gauze, with fresh dew on it, a girl next to her took a look here, and winked at Yun Jinshu ambiguously, "Oh, The flower language of thirty red roses is 'please accept my love'."

Yun Jinshu froze for a moment, and found a card in the bouquet, the handwriting on it was very familiar to him.

【MISSYOUSOMUCHbyHAN】

Seeing the familiar font and the final inscription on the card, Yun Jinshu's face suddenly turned cold.

"Please accept my love"?

Yun Jinshu sneered, thinking that when he dug out a heart and waited for his young master Han's love, where was he?Now he casually sends roses, and says these sarcastic sweet words, who knows what is going on in his heart.

He walked into the dressing room with this bouquet of roses, and he threw it aside casually, not even interested in looking at it carefully.

Anyway, people like Han Jiang have always looked warm and affectionate. Who knows how many people have received roses from Boss Han this Valentine's Day?

Changing into a costume, Zhao Hanchuan was already waiting for him at the entrance of the crew. He took the script and threw the flowers into the trash can, but after thinking about it, he felt that if he threw it casually in the crew like this, he might be caught behind his back. Talking nonsense, rubbing his eyebrows helplessly, he still took the flowers and walked out.

Zhao Hanchuan watched him approaching with a rose from a distance, waved to him jokingly and said, "Hey, you're lucky, which beauty in the crew has taken a fancy to it?"

Yun Jinshu smiled, and after opening the car door and sitting on the passenger seat, he stuffed the rose into Zhao Hanchuan's arms, "Wrong, it wasn't given to me by others, but I have been coveting your beauty for a long time. I can only confess to you because I feel itchy, Aunt Zhao, have you felt my raging love!?"

"Bah!" Zhao Hanchuan rolled his eyes at the roof of the car, took out the card in the rose with a look of disgust and looked at it, "Remember to remove the dazzling 'HAN' on the card next time when you talk nonsense Fine?"

Yun Jinshu laughed a few times, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Won't you allow me to borrow flowers to present to Buddha? Anyway, they are all roses, so you can just accept them. I thank your eight generations of ancestors."

Zhao Hanchuan ignored him directly, raised his hand and gave him a smack on the forehead, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove more than ten meters away in an instant.

Before Yun Jinshu had time to fasten his seat belt, he was thrown out all of a sudden, his already dizzy head buzzed suddenly, and then a large gust of sour water surged up in his stomach.

"Hmm..." He just felt nauseous, covered his mouth and said, "Slow down, I... I'm sick..."

Zhao Hanchuan was stunned for a moment, then slowed down the car, and asked him worriedly, "What's the matter? Wasn't it fine before? Why did you suddenly feel sick? Did you eat something bad?"

Yun Jinshu quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, I guess it might be due to filming all night last night, the lack of oxygen in the head oppressed the nerves, it will be fine after going back to sleep."

"Can you hold on? If you can't, then you can withdraw the clothing endorsement in the afternoon, and I'll just say hello to the manufacturer."

"No, I have my own body, so don't worry about it so much." Yun Jinshu was most afraid of Zhao Hanchuan's nagging, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Play some music, maybe I'll listen to the song and change it." Just change your mind."

Zhao Hanchuan rolled his eyelids, and pressed the car radio casually. After a rustling sound, a voice came from the radio:

"...The Wen Zeyun scandal that has been raging all over the past few days has finally been settled. Wen Zeyun, who disappeared for many days yesterday, held a press conference, claiming that it was a false frame..."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Hanchuan changed the channel nervously. Yun Jinshu's face froze suddenly. He grabbed his wrist, looked at him firmly and said, "Brother Zhao, when did Wen Zeyun hold the press conference? I Why don't you know?"

Zhao Hanchuan glanced at him with a look of embarrassment and worry, and stammered rarely, "Just...yesterday, you have been rushing to catch up with the filming progress in the closed environment of the crew, so I didn't tell you."

"Oh, Jin Shu, you also know what Wen Zeyun is, and it's a certainty that the Wen family will clean up his crimes. Why do you listen to these things and embarrass yourself? Listen to me, let's not listen to this, change the channel."

"Listen." Yun Jinshu's face was gloomy and terrible, and he looked at him with burning eyes, as if he still had a resolute plea.

Zhao Hanchuan was suffocated suddenly, and finally had no choice but to switch the channel back in despair, his eyes fixed on the windshield, not daring to look at Yun Jinshu's face at this time.

"...Wen Zeyun claimed that the videos and videos were all forged and not true. The following is a real-time recording obtained from the scene"

There was another rustling sound from the tape recorder, followed by Wen Zeyun's voice. He seemed to be crying, sobbing as he spoke.

"...I didn't drug anyone else, nor did I force anyone to prostitute him. It was the so-called victim, Mr. Y, who came to me and said that he wanted to use this method to quickly rise to power. Lost my head, because I had a little contact with Wang Chuan before, so I agreed to help him set up a thread, and said... said that kind of words..."

"But I guarantee that the video posted on the Internet has been processed. If the video is real, why is there no picture of the assistant drugging Mr. Y? This person deliberately confuses the public, just to frame him. I can't do anything about it. As for me The paper bag given to Wang Chuan did not contain hallucinogens, but condoms and lubricants. I have a purchase list here, and the police can prove it for me. And the sentence in the recording was edited out and put together , The police have made a technical judgment, and I will not lie about this."

"Although things are not what everyone thinks, but as a director, it is indeed my fault that I agreed to pimp the actors. I feel deeply guilty, and I have broken the trust of everyone in the media and entertainment circles. I am really sorry for this. Sad, to express my apology, I... I am willing to quit the entertainment industry forever, the filming of the previous "Like a Tree" has basically completed half of the filming, and I am also willing to give the copyright to major theaters for free, thank you everyone!"

At the end, Wen Zeyun could hardly cry, the sound of the flashlight rang out, and the veins on the back of Yun Jinshu's hands were tense.

At this time, the show didn't seem to be over yet, and the anchor's voice came from the radio again.

"On the afternoon after Wen Zeyun held the press conference, the police issued an official statement. First, the paper bag shown in the video was tested to contain no hallucinogenic ingredients, and the video and video did have traces of editing. Second, there was no Concrete evidence can prove that Wen Zeyun ordered Wang Chuan's assistant to give Mr. Y hallucinogens, so the police could not convict him. Third, the victim, Mr. Y, never showed up and did not report to the police station. There is no doubt about it.”

"...In the end, the police attributed this incident to a voluntary unspoken rule incident. Although it should be condemned morally, it did not constitute a crime. Wen Zeyun was also acquitted yesterday. Regarding the follow-up report of this incident, our station will continue focus on……"

The sound of advertisements came from all directions in the carriage, and Yun Jinshu's face was extremely ugly. If there was a mirror in front of him at this time, he would definitely know how distorted and hideous his face was.

Zhao Hanchuan was frightened, stopped the car, hugged Yun Jinshu's shoulders tightly, and said softly, "Jinshu, don't be like this... If you are angry, it doesn't matter if you hit me or smash the car, don't hold back and miss you I feel like this... I feel terrible..."

After a long time, Yun Jinshu smiled softly, and his laughter became louder and louder. Bloodshot eyes welled up in those originally clean and clear eyes, and hatred burst out from them.

He patted Zhao Hanchuan's hand, smiled indifferently, "Brother Zhao, you think too much, I'm not angry, let alone overthinking, I still want to save my life and continue to fight with them."

It was the first time Zhao Hanchuan saw such a brocade book, he seemed to have completely torn up his easy-going appearance, revealing the darkest and fiercest side in his heart, his heart trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"This Wen Zeyun is more than just vicious! He has identified you in the entertainment circle, and is most afraid of scandals and sex trafficking. It is impossible for him to just jump out and admit that he is the victim of that night, so he dares to be so confident!"

"There's also that eccentric Wen family who loves his son to the point of madness! He bribes the police to hide the truth and speaks nonsense with his eyes open. What else is he afraid to do!"

The more Zhao Hanchuan thought about it, the angrier he became, and he slammed the steering wheel, "D-!" A harsh horn sounded, but Yun Jinshu narrowed his eyes and laughed softly a few times.

"Brother Zhao, do you know, I want to thank the Wen family for taking the bottom line and making me completely lose my last patience with Wen Zeyun."

"What... do you want to do?" Zhao Hanchuan's face was full of worry.

"Heh... I don't want to do anything, it's nothing more than trying my best."

Yun Jinshu smiled very casually, as if the hatred that burst out before was Zhao Hanchuan's hallucination.

He stared at the windshield ahead, his eyes were cloudy and cloudy. He pulled a rose petal and squeezed it lightly. The rose juice in his hand was like blood.

True hatred doesn't need blood and rain, just a little flame can ignite the entire grassland. After being weak for so long, and being stupid for so long, it's time for him to seek justice for himself.

Let him deal with those who were sorry for himself one by one. A certain line from this morning suddenly appeared in his mind, and the corners of Yun Jinshu's mouth slightly curled up...

[We will never die! 】