I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

Chapter 71, Rootless Duckweed, A Dream of Restoring the Nation

At this very moment, the script reading for "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" begins.

Li Yun looked at the 'Wang Yuyan' in front of him.

wrong.

It should be Liu Qianqian.

Delicate and exquisite.

Like a fairy.

A human spirit.

Many people were seeing Liu Qianqian for the first time.

Upon first seeing her, even the most critical person wouldn't feel that casting her as the "Fairy Sister" was unfair.

Fairy Sister.....

Wang Yuyan...

No wonder she could captivate Duan Yu so much that he didn't even care about the throne of Dali.

At this moment.

Lin Zhiying stared at Liu Qianqian with a somewhat infatuated look in her eyes.

"What, are you eyeing that young girl?" Hu Jun teased Lin Zhiying, "She's still a young girl, you could be her uncle."

Lin Zhiying's advantage lies in his youthful appearance; you can't tell his age at all.

Hu Jun was extremely envious...

at this time.

Lin Zhiying blushed slightly and retorted.

"What was that called again... yeah, getting into character, can you call it drooling? Right... I was projecting myself into Duan Yu's character, and I couldn't resist seeing the fairy-like beauty, isn't that normal...?"

Duan Yu is an interesting kid.

He's just like his father, Duan Zhengchun.

lick.

But he didn't just lick one.

As long as I lick enough.

I'm not a simp.

wrong.

I am not a womanizer.

I just like them all.

of course.

favorite.

It's still Wang Yuyan.

Fairy Sister!

At this time.

Lin Zhiying went to find Liu Qianqian, also wanting to rehearse some scenes with her.

At this time.

Liu Qianqian, however, was...

"cousin...."

"cousin."

"Cousin, why aren't you talking to me?"

"Hmm? Cousin..."

Liu Qianqian looked at Li Yun, who was engrossed in the script.

I want to go say hello.

But Li Yun.

I just ignore her.

At this time.

Li Yun's eyes.

Things have changed...

Li Yun looked at the script.

Looking at Murong Fu.

Looking at...

Yourself.

...

"I have a feeling that the story of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils has already begun..." Zhou Liang and Yu Jian watched the scene unfold before them and suddenly had a feeling that the story of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils was already taking shape before their eyes.

The current segment involves rehearsing and reading aloud together.

Duan Yu chased after Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan chases after Murong Fu.

Murong Fu chased after him...

What is he chasing?

Ok.

He was chasing his dream.

His grand dream of restoring his country.

It is absolutely impossible to achieve.

A grand dream...

......

The main purpose of reading aloud together is to get a feel for it.

It doesn't necessarily have to be a rehearsal of lines.

It could just be a glance.

In a word.

It draws people into the story.

They can immerse themselves in the role.

Lin Zhiying watched as Qianqian got into character, and this was too easy for her; her beauty truly befits the title of "Fairy Sister."

Liu Qianqian looked at Li Yun, then at Murong Fu.

She rested her chin on her hands, somewhat curious about her...cousin.

Wang Yuyan is skilled in martial arts, comes from a prestigious family, and is extremely beautiful, but these are not her most important attributes.

Most importantly, Wang Yuyan loved Murong Fu from beginning to end.

From beginning to end...

They both love each other.

I love you without changing.

And he always believed that Murong Fu's ambitions could be realized.

So why did Wang Yuyan continue to love this cousin?

Is it because he's handsome?

No, Duan Yu is also very handsome. In terms of good looks, Duan Yu is second to none.

Who is he?

Duan Yu was the heir apparent of the King of Zhennan in Dali. Although it was only a small country, he was still a prince of a nation.

Is he good at kung fu?

Duan Yu's Six Meridian Divine Sword appears in a martial arts drama like Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and there aren't many swords more powerful than his.

Is he truly sincere?

Murong Fu did not love Wang Yuyan.

But Duan Yu is the opposite... Well, Liu Qianqian also thinks so. Duan Yu's sincerity is cheaper than the small breads at a buffet.

So what's the point of him?

Liu Qianqian doesn't easily express her feelings of love for Murong Fu.

Love is not a feeling that is easy to express.

But curiosity is acceptable.

From the moment I saw Li Yun eating at the buffet, to the day of the audition.

Undoubtedly.

Liu Qianqian inevitably became curious about the man in front of her.

Quite.

curious...

...

The script readings during the day went smoothly, especially for the three main characters. It seemed that when Zhang Dahuzi was selecting them, he deliberately gave them personalities that best suited their true selves.

Everything went smoothly.

at this time.

Li Yun returned to the hotel that had been arranged for her.

The crew of the TV series "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".

They are quite wealthy.

The actors will likely not be shortchanged in terms of food and lodging.

Li Yun was still holding Murong Fu's script in the hotel.

In the dim light, Li Yun was all alone.

wrong.

And there's Murong Fu standing next to him.

That noble young man, as graceful as a phoenix.

At this moment, he was also keeping an eye on Li Yun.

Li Yun stood there in the dark room, staring at him.

They stared at each other.

"You don't have to do this," Murong Fu said calmly. "I can do it."

"Wouldn't it be better to just let Murong Fu be Murong Fu?"

"No, this isn't good, this isn't good enough." At this moment, Li Yun murmured, "I don't know you enough yet, I need to know you better, from childhood to adulthood, from birth to death, I need to become you, only by becoming a better version of you can I send you off."

"I've found that I only reach my best state when I'm confusing and disoriented with my own feelings."

"I'm not confused enough, not chaotic enough."

"The more confused I am, the more real you become."

In the dim light, Murong Fu silently looked at Li Yun.

If there were a third person here.

All you'll see is Li Yun muttering to himself, speaking in a low voice to words only he can hear.

...

Murong Fu.

Born during the Southern Song Dynasty.

The young master of the Murong family of Gusu.

Qiao Feng in the North, Murong in the South.

That's me, Murong Fu.

My dad told me this when I was little.

Our Murong family are descendants of the fallen Great Yan dynasty.

The once glorious Murong royal family.

It does not belong to the Song Dynasty, nor does it belong to the Liao Dynasty.

We are the Murong family of Gusu.

We are the Murong family of Swallow House.

My dad told me this when I was little.

Our dream is to restore our country.

The glory of the Great Yan royal family will be restored in our hands.

Therefore, I will diligently practice all the martial arts in the world, I will gather all the masters in the world, and I will make friends with all the heroes in the world.

That's what my father told me.

That's what they've been telling me since I was little.

I grew up with this ideal in my heart.

My subordinates, my friends, and my elders all feel that I have inherited my father's ideals very well.

The ideal of restoring the Great Yan.

As a descendant of the Great Yan royal family.

I think I did a pretty good job.

But it really is because of that.

Was it because of the ideals instilled in him by his father since childhood that he wanted to restore the Great Yan?

I am merely a shell that inherits the ideals of my elders, a pitiful creature walking in the world.

To become a Murong Fu who embodies the ideals of his father?

Perhaps this is how most people perceive me.

But at this moment.

I looked back at my Swallow's Nest.

This is my home.

The Murong family of Yanziwu.

He built it on the water.

Like a rootless duckweed.

They have a home but no country.

Is that still home?

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