I am a blogger with good looks, what's wrong with relying on my face to crush others?

Chapter 166 Scene 1: Making things difficult for the Crown Prince's new favorite concubine

Although Su Yao said so, her assistant and others could not stand Fang Ke's bullying at all, so they reported it to Yi Mohan immediately, and the whole screen was filled with people speaking up for Su Yao.

Some people immediately spread this matter to the fan group. On the day of the official announcement, Su Yao's fans stood up and made veiled insults to Fang Ke.

Fang Ke's fans were still happily waiting for their own materials, until the opposing fan's abusive Weibo post had been forwarded thousands of times and all kinds of bad things had been said, before someone noticed it.

At that moment, Fang Jiajun was so angry that he laughed. The two sides started to curse back and forth on that Weibo, causing that Weibo to be forwarded more than 10 times and then directly became a trending search...

Only after returning to the set could I read my first script.

Her first scene was to make things difficult for the Crown Prince's newly married favorite concubine.

In this scene, she will slap Wanyue hard several times in the palace and use her power to humiliate her to the utmost, until Wanyue is dying and her life hangs by a thread. Then Prince Chu Yi will rush in, and their relationship will break down for the first time, and the prince will end it by slapping her hard.

Su Yao walked up to Fang Ke, pursed her lips and said, "Sister Fang, can you be a little gentler when you hit me later..."

When she said this, she was clearly implying that the beating would be severe.

Others immediately said, "Can we film the scene where Chu Yi hits Yu Yang first? At least let Actor Fang give his sister a beating as an example. If he hits her too lightly or too hard, it won't be good..."

Many people supported this suggestion, and everyone looked at Fang Ke with gloating eyes, as if they really wanted to see her being slapped by Fang Yefan.

Su Yao suddenly laughed, and obviously thought it was a good idea. She said to Wu Cong, "I don't have any opinion. What do you think, director?"

Wu Cong: “…”

Wu Cong was really fed up with these gossipy women. He didn't know why they had so much nonsense to talk about.

"Looking at Director Wu's expression, he doesn't seem very willing..."

"That's our heroine's face. Are we just going to give it to her for a screen test?"

"Director, you are really too biased."

Wu Cong was just about to say, "That's enough. Anyone who says another word get out," when he heard Fang Ke finally speak from the side.

Fang Ke glanced coldly at the group of people playing maids, concubines, and old women, and said first, "Why are there so many gossipy women in the princess's bedroom?"

"...How can you say that!"

"Director, can you please clear the scene?" Fang Ke just said.

Wu Cong immediately stood up and waved his hand, "Only four maids are needed for this scene. Everyone else, please leave!"

Only after seeing the others retreat to the door with curses on their faces did he raise his eyelids to look at Su Yao.

"I won't shoot this fight scene. You either need to find a stunt double or change the scene."

Wu Cong sighed heavily, "Miss, don't be influenced by those people. We still have to shoot as usual."

Su Yao also spoke to comfort her, "Sister Fang, why do you still like to talk nonsense? Now that we are on the set, you must listen to the director. You can't just say you don't want to shoot."

"If you're so willful, people will say you're a big shot on the set."

She seemed to be reminding me very kindly.

Fang Ke raised his eyebrows and suddenly grabbed Su Yao's collar with one hand. Su Yao glared at him. The man was already in front of her, and her hair stood on end.

Fang Ke's other hand had already patted her cheek. It didn't hurt, but it was extremely insulting.

Fang Ke looked down at her with a half-smile on his face.

"Are you sure? Can you handle this slap from me?"

"..."

Fang Ke whispered in someone's ear, "You still don't understand me, Su Yao. Compared to being scolded by strangers online for two days without any pain, I certainly want to slap your face to pieces."

Su Yao screamed and pushed her away, as if she was looking at a crazy woman.

"Fang Ke! You...director...she...she really wants to use the filming as an excuse to beat me up!"

She couldn't even speak coherently, and faced Fang Ke with contempt and fear.

Fang Ke looked at Wu Cong and said, "Hey, Director, I'm afraid that if I slap her too hard, her brains might pop out."

Wu Cong: “…”

Su Yao: "..."

Fang Yefan: “…”

"Don't believe it?"

Who dares to disbelieve it? Even the people at the door couldn't help but tremble when they heard this.

Fang Ke has gained new insights into her physical strength through her participation in the Star Olympics in the past two days.

In addition, she has been on the hot search several times for fighting before, so her record is indeed verifiable.

Who still remembers that she kicked someone several meters away!

Fang Ke rubbed his wrist, "But even if she holds back, her face will probably be swollen for three to five days, and she won't be able to film."

Su Yao was scared: "Director, I..."

Wu Cong gave in, "Change it! I'll change it now!"

No one knew that Fang Ke had come with the contract himself, and the first clause in the contract stated that everything would take priority over the artist's reasonable needs.

Although Wu Cong was hesitant at the time, he still signed this unequal contract.

But when he looked at Fang Ke's face that looked like he was looking at a dog, he felt excited. This energy was just right!

This is Princess Yuyang herself! Yuyang, who has been honored since childhood, above everyone else, has a special experience, and has a forbidden love for her brother, is standing before him as if she were alive.

When Yi Mohan arrived at the set with mixed feelings.

Just then, she saw Fang Ke, wearing a gorgeous snow-white dress, sitting on the chaise longue, supporting his head with one hand, and kicking Su Yao, who was kneeling on the ground, on the shoulder with his snow-white foot.

Su Yao raised her head, her face full of shame, and her eyes were red.

She said with a trembling voice, "Your Highness...Aren't you afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince will know if you do this..."

Yuyang had an expression that looked superior to her, "What are you afraid of? Did I hit you? I just wanted to see how you and your brother made love last night..."

As she spoke, her expression changed, becoming extremely cold and imposing enough to make everyone around her tremble in their legs.

"Someone, come here! Take off her clothes!"

Wanyue screamed in shame and grabbed her clothes fiercely, but was still held down and stripped by the maid.

"Yuyang! You're going too far!"

Yuyang didn't care at all and looked her up and down with a sneer, but his eyes gradually turned cold when he fell on her already happy body.

"With your bean sprout-like figure, can you really serve the emperor well? Not even once, right?"

She was naturally graceful and charming, and her voice was also alluring and rich. When she said this in the bedroom where the aromatherapy was lit, Wanyue's face almost immediately turned red, and she looked at a loss.

Not only that, even Chu Yi, who was standing nearby waiting to enter, blushed when he heard these words, and looked away in panic.

Yuyang stepped on the marks on her body and let out a chilling laugh.

Yi Mohan suddenly couldn't help it, took off his coat, and rushed into the scene despite the staff's obstruction.

"Card!"

Wu Cong hurriedly called for a stop and was about to curse, but when he saw it was Yi Mohan, he had to force himself to hold it in.

Shit, I almost passed it just now.

It's so infuriating that Master Yi didn't come earlier or later.

Yi Mohan wrapped Su Yao with his coat. Su Yao immediately looked up at him in panic. When she saw it was him, a sense of inexplicable grievance appeared in her eyes.

"Mo Han..."

"Ah."

Yi Mohan hugged her, but his eyes were coldly looking at Fang Ke, who was lying on the couch with a soft waist, long legs and an extremely seductive figure.

She was only wearing a snow-white tuxedo, with her hair half down and one of her snow-white legs exposed, which was inconsistent with her style at the moment. She also had a cold and arrogant expression on her face, looking down at him condescendingly.

The jewels and jade on her head were shaking.

"..."

Yi Mohan didn't know why, but his mouth suddenly became dry.

All the words of questioning and scolding were stuck in his throat, and his eyes were involuntarily drawn to her withdrawn foot...