Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

After hanging up the phone, Cui Mingyang pinched his eyebrows. This Xiao Qingqing is really troublesome.

Cui Mingyang is a typical businessman. He received elite education since childhood and took over his father's company after returning from studying abroad. Everything he did was based on maximizing profits.

He had always thought Xiao Qingqing was a smart man. For him, women were not a scarce resource. He was never short of beautiful, smart, and capable women. With a family background like theirs, they had been taught to stay away from so-called "true love" since childhood.

His marriage was mostly decided by his family. His family has always been in the entertainment industry and is not as conservative as real aristocratic families. His mother was a singer when she was young.

He had no objection to Xiao Qingqing being recognized by his mother among all his girlfriends. He liked her looks, and her acting career was also good, and so far, she was making money for the company.

It was this competitive character that made him dislike her. She had not told him about the previous incident with Si Rongrong, and he had told her to try another script.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty had so many resources, and it was not without other options, so why bother competing? It was just that they were nouveau riche and lacked a little foundation.

Sirong didn't care about the bloody storm outside. Today was the day she finished filming her main drama. She could leave the stage after finishing this palace coup scene.

In the drama, Sirong needs to use a wire to hang more than 60 meters in the sky, where she fights with the villain's master. After being hit by several swords, she falls to her death.

Li Lele, who has been busy managing his account recently, put down his computer today and stood by with a thermos cup.

"Sister Rongrong, drink some water. Don't be nervous. The crew ordered a cake for you. We'll eat it after we finish filming."

"Okay, okay, I think you are more nervous than Sister Rongrong. Let her go quickly, her clothes are wrinkled." Li Li pulled Li Lele away with disgust.

"Aren't you nervous? You're going to be hoisted over 60 meters high. Do you have to film it in real time?"

"Actually, I also wanted to shoot in the green studio, but Director Zhou said the effect wouldn't look good." Jiang Yan said weakly, then looked at Li Li aggrievedly.

"Look at Lele, you don't even care about me."

Li Li rolled her eyes at Jiang Yan and said, "Don't be so pretentious. You filmed on the ground today, and you've been hanging on wires a lot, and you always cried every time."

"Wow, there is no love anymore, Lele, come and comfort me." Li Lele also cooperated and hugged Jiang Yan.

Li Li looked at the two whimpering monsters with disdain: "Alright, you two, stop making things more anxious. You're going to make Sister Rongrong even more nervous. It will be fine. Whoever is worrying about it will have no milk tea to drink."

Sirong watched them playing and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of heights, don't worry about me."

The crew was still preparing. Martial arts director Master Yang was guest-starring as Sirong's sparring partner. He had made a point of checking the wire harnesses again, not just because he and Sirong had a bad temper. Master Yang would carefully check every time a wire harness was used.

This has been Master Yang's working habit for many years, but today it still dealt him a serious blow.

When Sirong put on the wire harness, the intelligent computer gave her a warning.

The wire rope had been tampered with, with one-third of the rope cut off at the innermost end.

That is to say, when Sirong was hung to the height required for the performance, the rope was still able to support her weight. However, if she cooperated with Master Yang to perform fighting movements, the rope would break.

Because of today's shot, Director Zhou wanted to capture the panoramic view of Sirong falling after being injured, so he just laid a few green sponge mats on the ground below, which were not very thick.

If you fall from a height of sixty meters, you will definitely die.

When the crew was about to call for action, Sirong raised her hand to signal for a moment. Her eyes closed, her head bowed in deep thought, made everyone think she was mentally preparing herself, so no one rushed her. After all, today's scene was crucial, and everyone wanted the actors to deliver with the utmost emotional energy.

Sirong, however, was waiting for the AI's calculations to reveal the survival rate of the fall. It was possible to call a halt now; the crew's cameras had been sabotaged, but the AI ​​could recover the footage and extract evidence.

But Sirong wanted to do something big. The attempted murder was discovered in advance, and the legal sentencing was different from murder without killing.

Sirong now saw a dynamic diagram of the high-altitude movements provided by the intelligent computer. The rope would completely break after she completed the movements, and finding a leverage point there would cushion the force of the fall, and what would be her chance of survival?

When Sirong saw that if she could complete the movements according to the route designed by the intelligent computer, the chance of injury would be less than 30%, Sirong decided to take a gamble.

She looked up to indicate that she was ready, then whispered to Master Yang that he must cooperate with her no matter what happened, and then she took a stance and started fighting with Master Yang.

As the fight progressed, the two were slowly suspended in the air, their moves becoming increasingly intense. Sirong's movements were fluid and natural, each one imbued with fierce momentum, while Master Yang, not to be outdone, showcased his superb martial arts skills.

At the height of their fight, one of the wires attached to Sirong broke. Master Yang noticed that one of the ropes had gone limp, losing its tension. He immediately knew there was something wrong with the wire and wanted to call a halt.

But Sirong rolled sideways, engaged him in a close combat, and whispered in his ear, "Keep going."

"No?" Master Yang was completely confused at this time. It was obvious that someone had tampered with the rope, and it was at the innermost end of the rope. It would not be visible unless all the wire ropes were released.

Master Yang couldn't imagine whether the rope that was hanging Sirong had been tampered with.

Although his mind was in a mess, his muscle memory was still able to follow Sirong's movements. It was just that his moves were a little messy, but it made it seem that one of them had a broken heart during the fight.

When Master Yang cooperated with Sirong in a messy manner and inserted the last sword, the last rope on Sirong's body also broke.

Master Yang shouted Sirong's name with bloodshot eyes, dropped the sword in his hand and tried to grab her body, but he caught nothing.

The original plot had Sirong falling slowly from the sky like a feather. But now, without any external force, if Sirong really fell as planned, she would turn into a meat patty.

Fortunately, the scene had to be filmed on location because it was the palace where the coup took place. The building was magnificent, with a golden glazed tile roof that was more magnificent than ordinary houses. It was also high enough to give Sirong a cushion to support herself.