In the dressing room, Sheng Chuxi finished the last set of makeup.
When Tian Tian saw it, he widened his eyes.
"Wow, Mr. Chu Xi, you are so good..."
She was "good" for a long time, and did not think of the appropriate adjective. Finally, she sighed: "anyway, it is the empress herself! Just now, I wanted to salute and kneel down directly! Teacher Chu Xi, your aura is really strong!"
"Is it so exaggerated?"
Then Sheng Chu Xi looked into the mirror.
The people in the mirror are dressed in red and black coronas, and the wide woven gold cloud sleeves are sweeping the floor. The lifelike Golden Dragon soars through the clouds from the waist to the hem, dominating the world.
He wears a jade crown Diao on his head. The jade beads drop to his forehead, revealing his eyes. The tail of the eyebrow was swept up, with a sharp smell. The lip color is dark red. When you sip it slightly, you can see the clear lip line.
When the whole person raises his hands and feet, he exudes a real threat.
When glancing sideways, it seems that there are thousands of troops, which makes people dare not look directly at it.
This play is the last and the most important.
As early as a week ago, she began to choose the clothes for today's accession to the throne. After trying countless sets, I decided on this one. She hopes that this last scene today will bring the role of Fangzhi to a perfect end.
Sheng Chu Xi took a deep breath and walked out of the dressing room.
Wherever you go, you will be amazed. In the end, all the actors and staff of the crew came to hear the wind. After appreciating Sheng Chu Xi's makeup today, they all stood by the sideline and wanted to witness the last scene of Fang Zhi.
Xinwenhao stood behind the machine and looked at Sheng Chu Xi for a long time.
Finally, the eyes turned a little red.
But he didn't say a word, just gave her a sign of cheering.
Sheng Chu Xi understood his mood and what he meant. Smile at xinwenhao and concentrate.
"Blood Phoenix, scene 42, first time, action!"
After the scene, Sheng Chu Xi took a deep breath and walked to the camera
......
Fang Zhi looked up at the sleeping hall.
Twenty years ago, when she just entered the palace, she was still an innocent maid. At that time, she could not have imagined, nor dared to think, that twenty years later, she had become the queen respected by tens of thousands of people and the ruler of the country.
Many figures flashed before my eyes.
There are high imperial concubines, empresses and former emperors
And fragrant grass.
At the thought of that familiar and strange name, Fang Zhi looked a little trance.
A bright smiling face loomed in my mind, but my five senses were so blurred that I couldn't see it clearly.
Twenty years is too long, too long
She took up the dagger and stabbed it tremblingly into Fangcao's chest. Fangcao must have hated her before she died? The sworn sister who trusted with all her heart killed her in order to survive
But it doesn't matter.
When she got down, she returned her.
In this life, the blood on her hands has been countless
She might go to hell?
But even if she wants to go to hell, she has to finish what she wants to do Before long, she will ascend the throne that symbolizes supreme power under the witness of all forces in this country!
In this world, how many women and men can do it?
But she did.
Fang Zhi's expression became firm.
She lifted her feet and walked over step by step.