[Tsundere, cold and aloof attacker & beautiful, ambitious, cute receiver] Fang Xin transmigrated, becoming a cannon fodder character with not many scenes. He took stock of his sins: hopelessly ...
Chapter 10: Emotional Turn
Fang Xin finished work late today, and thought it was getting late, so he didn't call An Mei. He just sent a message saying that he got home safely and would continue to work hard tomorrow, and then he took a rest.
Before falling asleep, he still felt warm in his heart, as if he had found a sense of belonging.
The sun was shining brightly yesterday, but the wind is cold today.
The set was already well prepared and waiting for the actors to arrive. Fang Xin got herself ready and went to discuss the upcoming scenes with Director Lin.
This scene is very important, it is an emotional exchange between Su Zhongxian and Wang Ye.
Therefore, Fang Xin paid great attention to it and tried to recite the lyrics and control the emotions many times at home.
Director Lin told him not to be nervous and just to perform at his normal level.
Before the show, Lu Ziyan even approached him to rehearse scenes. Ever since he showed concern for Lu Ziyan a few days ago, he has been a little evasive towards him.
But it’s not appropriate to say that, it’s more like... I’m sorry.
Lu Ziyan knew that this scene was very important, and it was very important to his role. Not wanting to make any mistakes, he decided to put aside his pride and act opposite Fang Xin to feel more at ease.
Both actors' dialogues, tones and emotions were appropriate, and Director Lin quickly put them in their respective positions.
The leaves were rustling in the wind, the candles were flickering with hot sparks, and at this moment the protagonist of the wedding was being helped to put on the gorgeous wedding dress.
The whole palace was bustling with activity, and everyone was wearing red cloth to show the happy event.
Guests filled almost every corner, and the sound of firecrackers was mixed with people's blessings.
After entertaining the guests, Ouyang Ye returned to his study.
Outside the door, Su Zhongxian brought food and gently pushed the door open. He moved quietly, placed the plate on the table, and bowed.
"My Lord, strong alcohol is harmful to your health. Eat something and you will feel better tomorrow."
His eyes flickered as he bravely looked at the wedding dress the prince was wearing.
Pursing his lips, he said, "I will withdraw first."
After taking a few steps back, Ouyang Ye's voice became hoarse due to the strong liquor flowing through it, "Su Zhongxian, come here."
He sat down and looked at Su Zhongxian's respectful appearance.
"sit."
"My Lord?! No, absolutely not. How can a servant be equal to the master?!"
He knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground, "My Lord, I must not lose my manners!"
Ouyang Ye stared at him closely, his eyes were dark and unclear, and a probing look appeared on his face.
"What are you afraid of? I allow you to sit, so sit down."
Su Zhongxian, who was kneeling on the ground, had trembling hands. He stood up tremblingly, and after much hesitation, he slowly sat down at the place farthest away from the prince.
Ouyang Ye's eyes never left him and he laughed out loud unintentionally.
When Su Zhongxian heard his laughter, his ears quickly felt hot and he lowered his head even lower. He did not dare to look up from beginning to end.
"You have followed me for more than ten years, but you are still so timid and cowardly?"
He raised his sword-like eyebrows and blurted out the playful words.
Su Zhongxian pursed his lips and said, "I am not timid... I have never sat with my master on such an equal footing before... This is the rule."
Ouyang Ye stood up and walked towards him, scaring Su Zhongxian so much that he wanted to kneel down, but the prince moved very quickly and blocked him in front of the stool.
"Does my wedding dress look good?"
He lowered his head and trembled slightly. He felt helpless and helpless. "Your Highness looks good in anything you wear."
"Look up at me, the king."
The candlelight flickered, and two figures intersected in the dim room.
"I dare not..."
"As your master, I command you to raise your head."
Just now Su Zhongxian slowly raised his head.
Under the dim candlelight were his captivating eyes, shining with water and carrying a hint of fear and unspeakable emotions.
At just one glance, Ouyang Ye seemed to be melted, and his left hand unconsciously stroked Su Zhongxian's cheek.
"It seems that I have never looked at you so seriously before."
The air between the two of them was stagnant, with only their eyes staring at each other and one hand unable to help but caress the other's cheek.
The voice of the palace maid came from outside the door, "My Lord, the princess has been waiting in the bridal chamber for a long time."
In order to make life difficult for Ouyang Ye, the emperor specially selected a troublesome woman to be his princess, and ordered his own confidants to leave the palace and enter the prince's mansion.
It was given as a marriage reward, but in fact it was sent to monitor him.
Ouyang Ye let go of Su Zhongxian, and Su Zhongxian immediately stood up and returned to his usual state.
He was so overwhelmed with emotion that he almost lost his composure. At this moment, he was glad that someone came, but he also felt a little disappointed.
Only the movement of his hands indicated his uneasiness.
“Crack!”
This scene was shot entirely in one take, and before Director Lin could comment on their performance, the assistant director came over and praised them profusely.
Even the screenwriter rarely praised me. As a screenwriter, he or she has different emotions towards the characters he or she writes. Being able to get the screenwriter's approval means that you have portrayed the person in her mind.
Fang Xin then filmed a few more small scenes and soon went home after get off work.
I had just finished taking a shower and was about to go online when I remembered that I hadn't called Anmei to let her know I was safe.
I made a call immediately.
"Hey, Auntie, I'm home now. I was praised for filming a few scenes today!"
“…”
There was no reply from the other end, so Fang Xin called out in confusion.
“She dropped her phone.”
"!"
The sound frightened Fang Xin so much that he almost died. He steadied his hands before daring to speak.
"Well, Mr. Xu, please tell my aunt not to come back if it's too late. Let her rest early... Well, that's it."
"Um."
Fang Xin hung up the phone, covered his little mouth, took a few deep breaths, then threw away his phone and went to his room to read the script.
Xu Shi'an was slightly stunned as he looked at the hung up call.
When I picked up the phone just now, why did the voice sound so nice when I called her "Auntie"?
He just told him that Anmei didn't bring her cell phone, and her expression changed so quickly.
This made him feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, and a little angry, but he had no idea why.
After hearing the voice, Xu Shian thought of himself when he was filming a movie. In the movie, he could easily touch other people's hearts.
He, who was always steady and self-possessed, was slightly moved. If Fang Xin stood in front of him in the role of Su Zhongxian, he would probably trust him more than Ouyang Ye.