C1 Rebirth

"The accused Ye Ningxiao commits the crime of transporting drugs and is sentenced to death. He denies political rights for life and is also sentenced to confiscation of all his property. The accused Ye Ningxiao commits the crime of intentional murder and is sentenced to death. After the Supreme People's Court has verified it, we have decided to sentence the defendant, Ye Ningxiao, to death, and shall execute him immediately. "

Ye Ningxiao sat on a specially made bench as her shoulders were pressed down by two stern bailiffs. The cold bench made her feel like she was falling into an icehouse through the prison uniform, causing her entire body to turn cold. The heavily armed police officers were spread out in every corner of the room, cautiously looking at the young woman who was sitting in the middle of the room.

The solemn silence was broken by the sound of crying. Ye Ningxiao looked at the old man whose head was bent with white hair as she wiped her tears away with her handkerchief, "Xiaoxiao! This is none of your business! "Why didn't you tell the judge that you were wronged!"

The old man had a few more strands of silver in his hair. He waved his hands aimlessly in an attempt to get closer to his daughter, but was pushed out of the hall by the armed police officer, who held him by the waist.

Ye Ningxiao's originally cold eyes started to ripple. So what if he was wronged? As long as his father's illness could be cured, it didn't matter.

The bailiff looked at Ye Ningxiao's weak and weak body that was sitting on the chair motionlessly, a hint of astonishment in his eyes. After executing the punishment for so many years, this was the first time they saw the condemned man being so calm.

"Bang!" The sound of his ear drums exploding could be heard. Ye Ningxiao's body involuntarily shook, as a trace of self-mockery flew past his black and white eyes. She lowered her head. No one could see the despair and desolation in her eyes.

In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, a man wearing a bathrobe embraced a naked woman, held a remote control in his hand and pressed lightly.

"The expressionless news host on the screen was broadcasting the news of the day." interspersed with a news flash. Today, the country's famous second-string female star, Ye Su, is executing her death sentence in a certain city's court, opening a prelude to the national drug crackdown, marking the determination of our government to fight drugs! "

The man had a sly smile on his face as he slammed the remote onto the sofa and rolled over, pressing the woman beneath him.

The LED lights were dazzling, and parts of the country's famous film and television bases were brightly lit. In order to catch up, the crew worked overtime.

The manager ran around giving out instructions, "Hurry, hurry, it's time to film the night match! Video, light ready! "

Ye Ningxiao felt a cold sensation on his body, causing him to feel the softness spread apart. "Xiao Xiao, wake up!" "She couldn't help but shiver, and slowly opened her eyes." Didn't he already die from a single shot? Where is this place? "

A clear and melodious female voice interrupted Ye Ningxiao's train of thoughts, "What are you staring at? Hurry and get up! " Ye Ningxiao gazed fixedly at the young girl in front of him. She was in her early twenties, with her hair tied up in a loose bun.

The girl bent over and pulled Ye Ningxiao up, revealing the grey sneakers on his feet. It was the Nie Xiaoying she knew when she just started her cultivation! Her clothes looked familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before.

Nie Xiaoying muttered, "Look at you, it took so much effort to get a palace maid's attention this time, so I don't know how to treasure it. "Although you don't have any lines, your clothes are much better than mine!" Ye Ningxiao's words sounded a little sour. He lowered his head to look at the shoes at the bottom of the flower pot and saw a set of gaudy green clothes. Some parts of the shiny clothes still glowed with oil.

"Compared to other production teams, the production crew of 'Flower Fall Palace' is way too polite towards us."

Hearing Nie Xiaoying's words, Ye Ningxiao's hand that was tidying up the clothes stopped immediately. If she remembered correctly, eight years ago she had been part of this movie and she had actually returned to eight years ago? Now that he knew what was going on, Ye Ningxiao heaved a sigh of relief.

In her previous life, she had always coveted comfort and pleasure. One step was wrong, and every step was wrong. In this life, she would never make the same mistake again. She had to rely on her own strength!

Ye Ningxiao followed Nie Xiaoying and squeezed into the crowd. With an angry roar, he interrupted the performance. The originally noisy studio suddenly quietened down. You, are you! Don't just look at others, just how do you do things! "You can't say a few words clearly, and your expression isn't appropriate. Are you an actor or a spectator?" "The director, standing under the spotlight, was pointing at a palace maid and shouting. The recording board in his hand was shaking with a" "patter" "sound.

The woman's lips slightly moved as if she was trying to defend something. Her eyes darted away as her gaze drifted away.

"The director took off his cotton cap and combed the sweat from his hair with his hand. His chest rose and fell continuously." Don't think that I don't know who you are, "he said as he glanced at a corner of the crew." This is just a scene that's been filming back and forth four or five times, and it's dragging the entire process down.

Ye Ye Ningxiao thought as he looked at the director, who was wearing a dark blue down jacket and a woolen hat.

The director was called Lu Jinsuo and was known for his fiery temper in the industry. In Ye Ningxiao's previous life, he had played the role of a palace maid who had no lines. In his previous life, he had been stuck at this scene for a long time. The entire film crew had been postponed until they were no longer happy with his performance. After that, An Lu who was also a lackey volunteered himself and acted under pressure, leaving a very deep impression on the director. In the later stages of the movie, the director gave An Lu more opportunities to show his face.

Thinking about it here, Ye Ningxiao looked around and saw An Lu, who was eager to give it a try, diagonally opposite to her. She looked at the director with a fiery gaze, with undisguised excitement in her eyes. An Lu turned and pushed the man who was standing beside him. It was Wu Guang from the prop team. Wu Guang gritted his teeth and was about to speak, but the sound of sobbing came from the studio.

The girl who was scolded choked with sobs, "I, I ?" Tears rolled down his face, but he could not say a word for a long time.

"Scram!" After Lu Jinsuo finished speaking, he smashed the record board in his hand onto the ground, causing Wu Guang's footsteps to slow down. An Lu shot a glance at Wu Guang, and extended his hand to push him out.

"Director Lu, I've already heard this part. Can you let me try?" Ye Ningxiao's voice just sounded out on the set, causing everyone to suck in a cold breath. He was really brave to dare to offend the enemy at this time!

He bent down to pick up the recording board that Lu Jinsuo had thrown onto the ground, patting the dust on it, and then handed it back to Lu Jinsuo with a smile. What kind of scenes hadn't she seen in her previous life? Although there were endless rumors and bad reviews, her acting skills were one of the top few among all the female celebrities. It would not be difficult for her to play the role of a small palace maid.

Lu Jinsuo frowned as he sized Ye Ningxiao up from top to bottom. Obviously, he had no impression of Ye Ningxiao at all.

"Can you do it?"

Lu Jinsuo's gaze fell upon Ye Ningxiao's eyes that were as bright as the moon. It was calm and indifferent, and contained a confidence that was hard to see among the audience.

He no longer said anything and could only try his best, "Get ready for the cameras. Get into position. Let's begin!"

An Lu bit her lips and looked at Wu Guang hatefully. It was all his fault, if not for his weakness, this chance would have fallen into her hands!

Ye Ningxiao kneeled on the cold floor, his shoulders trembling. Her forehead continuously knocked against the ground, and traces of bright red blood flowed out. Her pale face was filled with fear, and her eyes flickered with panic, but they were also filled with determination. Your majesty, little mistress, little lord was wrongly accused. Little lord didn't instruct this servant to frame the empress, these were all scoundrels trying to frame little lord! " Yan Hong's voice sounded panicked, and after she finished speaking, she raised her head, and everyone discovered that there were tears on her face, her hair was a mess, and her forehead was red and swollen. This was a true act, not the effect of makeup!

"Ka-very good!" The director slapped his thigh, "I never thought that there would be such a talent in the audience. What's your name?"

Ye Ningxiao stroked the hair on her forehead and wiped away the tears on her face. Ignoring the dirt on her knees, she smiled at Lu Jinsuo and said, "Director Lu, I'm Ye Ningxiao."

"It's you. Continue on with the next scene!"

In the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon. Ye Ningxiao saw a bench placed on the left side of the room with ropes and sticks at the side, and understood more than half of it ? ? This was the scene of a palace maid getting beaten up.

Lu Jinsuo waved his hand, "Where are the props? The prop team members hurried over, and tied this Ye Ningxiao onto a chair! " Wu Guang immediately arranged two young girls to place the ropes clumsily on Ye Ningxiao's body.

Ye Ningxiao's eyes dimmed, a trace of ridicule could be seen from the corner of his mouth, it looked similar to his previous life before he died, but in his previous life, she had fallen into her own trap, maybe this time she was reborn from her cocoon?

"Director Lu, the arrangements have been made." Wu Guang stood beside the cameraman and gestured "OK" to Lu Jinsuo. Standing beside him was the angry An Lu. Only, she was looking at Ye Ningxiao with a strange gaze, with a strange smile on her face.

Ye Ningxiao raised his head and met An Lu's gaze directly. An Lu hurriedly moved his face away, and turned to the side where the other group performance was.

"The 22nd battle of 'Flower Descends the Palace', Begin!"

The Queen stood up from her chair, dressed in her elegant and luxurious robe. With her sleeves, she knocked the porcelain cup off the table and stared at Ye Ningxiao who was kneeling on the ground. The ladies laid their cloaks on the empress's body to quell her anger.

"Beat him up! Beat him up! A young master's maid! Do you dare to ask me for his life?!"

The director was frowning, his lips moved slightly, and his right hand clenched into a fist. He smacked the left palm, and the palace maid no longer hesitated, she had changed from a one-handed staff to a two-handed staff, the wooden pole was instantly raised above her head.

"Peng," the palace maid waved the staff in her hand and mercilessly smashed it onto Ye Ningxiao's back. The sound of flesh striking flesh was extremely realistic. The flesh on Ye Ningxiao's waist instantly tensed up, pain spread from her waist to her entire body, her scalp went numb: This pole is not a fake made of foam, but real wood!