Chapter 55 Chapter 55 Makeup Photo
Jiang Yuxia stared into Zhou Boye's eyes. Although the other party's tone was relatively natural, he still caught the flash of heartache that flashed across his eyes.
He paused and turned off the video. It was better not to show him this. Not only would it be ugly, it would also make him uncomfortable.
Zhou Boye looked at the black screen and guessed what was going on. "If you're afraid that I'll feel bad, don't turn off the screen. Just quit this crazy crew as soon as possible."
Jiang Yuxia couldn't help but laugh, "This is just makeup. It's not that scary in reality."
"It's pretty much the same, actually. I've seen it before. Look at your wrist, aren't the bones sticking out?"
Jiang Yuxia felt that he was starting to act unreasonable. Before he lost weight, his wrist bones were also convex.
Zhou Boye was worried and asked, "You don't need to lose weight anymore, right?"
Jiang Yuxia thought about the director's words that he needed to lose more weight, and for a moment he didn't know whether to hide it or answer honestly.
Zhou Boye noticed his hesitation. It was rare for him to lose his temper in front of Jiang Yuxia. "He's really sick! What era is this? He doesn't even know how to do special effects makeup? If not, I'll find him some."
Jiang Yuxia: "The director said I'll look a little fatter on camera, so if I can lose weight, I'll do it. If not, it's not a big deal, just keep it that way."
The silence from the other side made him immediately issue a 'military order', "Don't worry, I won't let myself get sick. The crew has picked a good day, we will start shooting the day after tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone called him to check out the location. Jiang Yuxia responded and said to Zhou Boye, "Then I'll hang up first."
Zhou Boye said "hmm." Jiang Yuxia was about to hang up when the phone rustled twice. He heard him call out, "I miss you."
His voice was pleasant to begin with, and when he said something like that, Jiang Yuxia couldn't handle it and her heartbeat quickened instantly.
They'd both been incredibly busy lately, spending less and less time together. It was impossible for him to not miss her. His eyes moved, and he turned on the camera.
A moment later, Zhou Boye saw Jiang Yuxia's dark eyes. He leaned forward and kissed the camera, saying "I miss you too". The screen went black and there was no movement.
Zhou Boye looked at the screen and laughed. It was so cute. He glanced at the pile of pending messages in the work group and wondered if Wei Zhuo would kill someone if he went to find him now.
On the other side, Jiang Yuxia's earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed, causing the worker who came to call him to look at him curiously for a few more seconds. Fortunately, the makeup on his face covered his original skin color, so it was not so obvious.
He didn't return to normal until he reached the shooting room.
The author of the original novel also came to watch when the final makeup photos were being taken. Jiang Yuxia seemed to be a little out of shape. It might be because she had taken too many hard photos recently, and her movements were stiff and deliberate.
The author Zhaolin's face was not very good-looking. He was not satisfied with the casting, which was far from the Lu he had in mind.
At this stage, Lu Xiang was just a small person who had not grown up yet and was a little self-deprecating. Jiang Yuxia was too star-studded and they were not a good match.
He loves everyone's child and he doesn't want to just let go of the story he has poured so much effort into. This is one of the reasons why he is willing to join the crew.
After waiting for a while, Jiang Yuxia still couldn't get into the mood, so Li Li directly withdrew the person and let the next one take the photo first.
Jiang Yuxia apologized, "I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time."
Zhaolin frowned and looked at Director Li Li, wanting to bring up the past and talk about the role change.
He murmured, wanting to say something. The director seemed to know what he was thinking and patted his shoulder soothingly. Then he turned to Jiang Yuxia and said, "No need to apologize. You're not here to take artistic photos today. Now, you need to engrave the words 'I am Lu Xiang' in your mind and throw away all the nonsense in your head."
Li Li spoke directly and decisively. "I'll give you five minutes to get into the zone. Imagine you're 27 or 28-year-old Lu Xiang, who's accomplished nothing, living an ordinary day. Don't worry about which angle will look best or how to get the best photos."
Jiang Yuxia said "hmm", and when he turned around, he met Zhao Lin's disapproving gaze. He smiled at him apologetically and walked to a small corner nearby.
It was said to be five minutes, but in fact Jiang Yuxia was called only after the third male lead's makeup photo was taken.
Hearing the cameraman's call, Jiang Yuxia responded. Zhaolin saw him walk into the studio with a slightly hunched back, his eyes slightly lowered as he stared at the ground less than a meter in front of him.
Because he was too thin, when he bent over, the bones in his back felt like they were about to pop out. His ginger polo shirt looked tacky, and his sparsely trimmed hair grew past his eyebrows. It hadn't been washed for several days and was so greasy that it made people feel sick.
When he walked, his body would lean slightly to the outside. Zhaolin paused. He had mentioned in the book that Lu Xiang had slightly uneven shoulders, and one side would tend to be higher than the other when he walked.
It was only mentioned once in a book of more than 400,000 words, and he actually noticed this small detail.
He walked to the computer. In the photographer's lens, Jiang Yuxia's eyes hidden under his hair revealed only one word - "stubborn". The first impression given was that this person must be a stubborn donkey.
One look and a few actions bring out the character's spirit.
Li Li nodded with satisfaction and glanced at Zhao Lin with a smile. Lu Xiang was indeed stunned. Zhao Lin didn't say anything this time.
Li Li whispered to him, "This kid is very talented. He can immerse himself in the role. That's what a good actor does. By grasping two details, he can bring the character to life."
Zhao Lin looked at Li Li's undisguised admiration and believed that she was indeed the one who made the casting.
After the actors got into the mood, the photographer also did not let them down and the photo shooting progressed quickly.
After the filming, director Li Li specifically let Jiang Yuxia see her own photos.
Jiang Yuxia looked at the character in the photo and said, "Actually, the eyes could be a little tougher. The back is too hunched. It's a bit okay."
"Come on, I'm not asking you to nitpick," Director Li Li interrupted him at the right moment. "It's already very good. Remember this image. This is Lu Xiang."
Jiang Yuxia paused. This sentence was a really high evaluation. He subconsciously looked up at Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin was also looking at the photo on the computer screen. He noticed his gaze looking over at him. When their eyes met, he pursed his lips uncomfortably and nodded slightly, agreeing with Director Li Li's statement.
Jiang Yuxia let out a light breath, his brows relaxed, as if a huge stone had been lifted off his shoulders. He was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to find the feeling of Lu Xiang and wouldn't be able to satisfy the original author.
I couldn't wait to tell Zhou Boye the news. Just as I was about to pick up my phone, I remembered the video call I just made before taking the photo. Was it too much to look for him now?
He made a "tsk" sound, his delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and he cursed himself inwardly. When did he become so clingy?
Zhou Boye wanted to finish the work at hand quickly and see if he could squeeze out some time to visit Jiang Yuxia on the crew.
But I didn’t expect that Uncle Zhou Er, who always acted like a hands-off boss, would come.
Wei Zhuo arranged everyone into the reception room before reporting to Zhou Boye.
"His share losses weren't that significant, yet he came knocking on my door? Has his image as a calm and composed person faltered? Or is he trying to start a business war—pulling my internet connection?"
Wei Zhuo's mouth twitched. His boss could be quite venomous when he spoke. He wanted to say that he held quite a few shares, so the loss was actually quite significant.
Zhou Boye stood up and put on his clothes. "Wei Zhuo, go get me some good tea. It's rare for Second Uncle to come to our house, so we must treat him well."
Wei Zhuo: "Okay."
Zhou Boye closed the door of the reception room for an hour, and no one knew what they were talking about inside.
Several secretaries and assistants would glance into the room from time to time, mainly because they were afraid that there might be some movement inside that they hadn't heard and they would be too late to rescue the driver.
A few hours later, Uncle Zhou came out of the reception room with a grim face. Zhou Boye followed behind him with a smile on his face, looking a little rude.
The winner of this "battle" is obvious.
Uncle Zhou straightened his suit which was a little wrinkled, and looked at Zhou Boye with eyes like a bloodthirsty wolf biting its prey, which made people shudder.
Are you going to stop pretending? Zhou Boye smiled and looked straight into his eyes without dodging.
Zhou Er's face returned to normal, with only a few wrinkles under his eyes. He curled his lips and said, "Aye, Second Uncle has something to say to you—there is no such thing as a permanent winner."
After Uncle Zhou Er left, the smile on Zhou Boye's face faded, and he said to Wei Zhuo, "Let's wrap things up as planned."
Wei Zhuo: "I understand."
Zhou Boye held no animosity toward Zhou Er. Any rift between Zhou Er and his father was a matter of the previous generation; he didn't know the details, and there was no reason for any rift. But Zhou Er had struck first, so he couldn't be blamed for his harsh tactics.
"Jiang and Xia Na's people should not retreat, continue to guard."
Wei Zhuo paused, "Will he be attacked on Tuesday?"
Zhou Boye pondered for a moment, "I don't know, just in case."
Zhou Er is an old fox. He would not be stupid enough to challenge the law and send himself to jail, which would be a waste of time and effort.
Zhou Boye closed his eyes and felt a swelling sensation in his solar plexus. He was exhausted both physically and mentally after working non-stop for so long.
Wei Zhuo felt sorry for his boss and made a cup of coffee and brought it over.
Zhou Boye didn't even raise his eyelids, "Wei Zhuo, can I leave work now?"
Wei Zhuo: “…”
Zhou Boye: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as my ability. I'm leaving. The more capable, the more work."
Wei Zhuo glanced at the documents on the table and his eyes darkened. It turned out that people could not empathize with capitalists. If he felt sorry for the capitalists, who would feel sorry for him?
After leaving the company, Zhou Boye went straight to where Jiang Yuxia was and waited for them to come back in the dormitory.
The blue paint on the iron bed in the old dormitory had been sanded to a point of mottled color, and the walls were peeling here and there, revealing the yellow mud underneath. The air in my nose seemed to smell of mold.
Zhou Boye sat on a chair by the window. The breeze blew, and below him was the laughter of children. His thoughts were immediately drawn away.
He was still immersed in it until Jiang Yuxia came back.
Jiang Yuxia was startled by him, "When did you come?!"
Zhou Boye sat at the table, his chin propped up by his hand. The branches of the old tree behind him were lush and the leaves swayed gently. He opened his arms to Jiang Yuxia, "Didn't you say you missed me?"
Jiang Yuxia didn't act pretentiously and ran over to hug his waist. Her scorching body temperature instantly enveloped him. Zhou Boye's joyful laughter escaped his throat as he said, "I remember when I used to share this little bed with you. Back then, you were only about the height of the table, tiny, but your eyes were very dark and bright, and very beautiful."
The dorm back then was old, but not this shabby. He always begged his mom to bring him to see Jiang Yuxia. Little Jiang Yuxia was cool, but despite his young age, he had a bad temper and was always fighting with others. It wasn't often that he didn't have bruises on his face.
Later, after he became familiar with the dean and the volunteer sisters, he would stay overnight from time to time and share a bed with Jiang Yuxia. At night, Jiang Yuxia would beg him to accompany him to the toilet.
His way of asking for help from others was also special. He would reach out to other people's hands and gently pull them, and then their mouths would open as if they were born in vain.
Zhou Boye smiled when he thought of this, and he actually talked more now.
Jiang Yuxia had already removed her makeup, revealing a clean, fair face. His thoughts drifted away. As a child, Zhou Boye had dressed very formally, like a young master in a TV drama. He sometimes thought he was being pretentious; who would dress like that every day?
The two looked at each other and laughed out loud.
Zhou Boye asked him, "Can I stay overnight?"
Jiang Yuxia didn't know what he was thinking about. His eyes changed and he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, but I'm going to officially start filming tomorrow, so..."
Zhou Boye raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that Jiang Yuxia had misunderstood him, but he still followed his words and asked, "So what?"
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
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