Chapter 799

Zhang Ping is gnashing his teeth. Why did he make such a friend of his teammates?

If the audience in the live broadcast room sees it, it is estimated that it can perfectly translate Zhang Ping's state of mind at this time.

#Every time I get trapped, I see my colleagues pretending to be dead#

#Weici, your acting skills don't go to the entertainment industry. It's a monster#

Zhang Ping looked at Wei CI lying dead in paperback and opened his mouth in a bad tone.

"Wei Zixiao! Are you still pretending? If you don't make it clear today, I'll stay with you."

To deal with a guy like Wei Ci, you must not be thin skinned. You must be more shameless than him.

He was thinking about how to come back from the pit, but he saw Weici lying motionless on the slumber, breathing intermittently, and his chest undulating weakly.

Wait, this is... Is Zixiao really ill?

Realizing this, Zhang Ping lost all his anger. He hurriedly pushed Wei Ci and explored each other's breath with his fingers.

After investigation, Zhang Ping's heart suddenly cooled half.

"Zixiao!"

Zhang Ping was in a cold sweat. Just when he wanted to call the doctor, Wei Ci, who was originally "sick", silently turned his back to Zhang Ping and quietly pulled the brocade covered on his body towards his chin. Where could he still look like "life is not long"?

Zhang Ping: "

The anger that had just subsided rubbed up.

The boy became more and more capable. He pretended to be ill in front of him and worried him for nothing.

"Wei Zixiao! If you don't give me a statement today, you and I will cut off our robes and righteousness, and don't communicate with each other in old age and death!"

Pretend to be sick. Can you pretend to be sick?

This time he did it on purpose. Who knows whether the next time is true or false?

If the next time he really gets sick, but others think he's acting, does the boy want to kill himself?

Zhang Ping's tone changed from the previous peace, and his anger was dignified. It was obvious that he was serious.

Wei CI smiled. He knew he couldn't continue teasing Zhang Ping. It was a small matter for the other party to blow up his hair. If he really cut his robe and cut his righteousness, it would make a big deal.

He sat up laboriously, his face was always pale, his lips were unhealthy blue and white, and the whole person looked sick.

"Really sincere." Weizite admitted shamelessly and positively. He asked, "if CI said so, would xiheng blame CI?"

Zhang Ping was calm. Facing Weici's questions, he had nothing to say.

To tell you the truth, Zhang Ping certainly won't blame Wei CI.

"Now that it's done, what's the use of blaming you? Our Lord is not a good stubble. Who can go on smoothly after getting on this ship? What's more, you knew she was a woman early in the morning. After some consideration, you still chose to help her... It can be seen that in your eyes, this Lord is much better than ordinary princes. Obviously, she is the Ming Lord you've been looking for hard, and Ping also trusts your eyes ……”

Zhang Ping and Wei CI have known each other for many years. They are well aware of the latter's aspirations and aspirations, and know more clearly that the bright Lord in Wei Ci's heart is too idealistic.

He thought that Wei CI would wait until his thirties to become an official. Unexpectedly, this guy received the news of the earthquake in Beijing and hurried to the north.

Out of concern for his friends, Zhang Ping escorted Wei CI all the way, and he was confused all the way.

What kind of person is it that can make Wei CI take refuge in spite of his body and life?

Seeing Jiang Pengji, Zhang Ping didn't feel much at first. After several contacts, he realized that Wei CI had found the right person.

Wei CI is looking for a wise lord, not only a hero in troubled times, but also a heart of benevolence and love.

Zhang Ping sighed. He picked it up high, put it down gently, and let Wei CI go.

"You knew about it early in the morning. How much do you tell Ping? Ping won't be so embarrassed as today."

Zhang Ping was depressed when he thought of the state of being in a state of being in a state of being out of control today.

"If you don't say it, it may be for this day. You're happy to see others surprised, aren't you?"

This feeling that others don't know, but they know, can't be too cool.

"This really wronged kindness. I wanted to say it before, but the time is not ripe and can only be delayed again and again."

Zhang Ping suddenly hehe. If he believes in Wei CI again, his name will be written upside down.

Weici has been ill these days and is not well informed about the outside world.

"Xiheng, you say that the Lord's secret has been known to all. What is the attitude of others?"

Except that Feng Jin was the insider, everyone else was kept in the dark.

At first hearing such hot news, I don't know if they can accept it.

Zhang Ping thought for a moment and briefly described the reactions of others. Most of them were surprised, and a few were frightened.

As for Wei Ci's fear of chaos, no sign has been found so far.

After hearing this, Wei Ci was relieved.

Zhang Ping comforted, "few people who serve the Lord are pedantic. Huai Yu, who has the most strict rules, has a very calm reaction today. I think the Lord's gender can't shake their loyalty. These people don't have to worry, just the people of maruzhou..."

Jiang Pengji's team members have been carefully screened, and it is impossible to betray her because she is a woman.

But ordinary people can't say well. They are the most vulnerable group to be fooled by public opinion. A bad one can be used as a gun.

Wei CI said, "after the LORD left, all parts of maruzhou are speeding up the selection of female soldiers to enrich the female camp. CI also asked the storyteller to compile jokes to publicize the achievements of the female camp. After half a year, the people have accepted this. When the Lord becomes a woman, they are rare for a while at most..."

Zhang Ping nodded repeatedly. The atmosphere in maruzhou is indeed more enlightened than that in other places.

"Speaking of this... When will your script be finished?"

Zhang Ping frowned and couldn't help urging more.

Wei Ci's face changed and his eyes floated. He said, "isn't CI still ill..."

He knew Jiang Pengji's plan and when she planned to restore her daughter's identity.

In order to minimize the impact, Weici did not think less.

Expanding the scale of women's camps and selecting women soldiers in maruju is one of the solutions.

To be on the safe side, he also thought of another way - to control public opinion with entertainment.

Speaking of this method, I learned from your majesty. I compiled a market dialect book and asked the storyteller to speak in tea and wine shops, so as to attract ordinary people with catchy and easy to understand books and articles in vernacular, and pass on ideas through this means, so as to achieve the effect of controlling public opinion.

Nowadays, there is a lack of entertainment. Only dignitaries and dignitaries are eligible for song and dance activities. People's entertainment life is almost zero. Even activities such as street performing arts have not sprung up. Under such conditions, Wei Ci's move is as powerful as a nuclear bomb. Every day, people are constantly squatting around the tea and wine shops, waiting for the contents of the serial script.

Because of this entertainment activity, it has brought a lot of passenger flow to nearby businesses, and business is also rising.