Chapter 93: War
The days of waiting for the filming were somewhat difficult. Ever since she knew that it was Xu Shi'an who would take care of her, Fang Xin always felt uneasy.
He had clearly told Xu Shi'an that he was meddling in other people's business before, but he still took care of him despite the past grudges.
Fortunately, I haven't met Xu Shi'an recently. Even if we met, it was only a few times when I was working outside, and we didn't have much communication.
Director Wan's film was finally planned and he hosted a banquet for all the actors. Xu Shi'an was rarely seen at the banquet.
Jason was next to Xu Shi'an. The moment their eyes met, Xu Shi'an was the first to look away, and left the place chatting and laughing with Jason.
Fang Xin was sure that what she said last time had hurt Xu Shi'an.
"Everyone, the filming of "Beacon" will start tomorrow. Let us celebrate together!" The screenwriter stood up and raised his glass. Fang Xin also stood up, raised his glass and drank it all.
Lu Ziyan and the others were not in this movie. He was the only one in the movie. As the protagonist, he received a lot of attention. From time to time, people would come to toast him, and he would drink them all with a smile.
After all this, I really couldn't drink any more. I still have to shoot a movie tomorrow, which is really a headache.
Fang Xin refused the wine that was offered to him. Someone whispered, "Senior, you are drunk. Can I take you back to rest?"
Fang Xin looked back after hearing the familiar voice. He Wan was blinking his big eyes, and the worry in his eyes was obvious.
"Ah, it's you, why are you here too?" Fang Xin supported his last consciousness.
"I also joined the crew. Even though I'm still an insignificant little actor, I can learn a lot from my seniors!" He Wan looked very happy, and the excitement in his expression didn't seem fake.
"Senior, you look very uncomfortable. Don't drink anymore. I'll talk to the director for you. We still have to shoot tomorrow."
He Wan walked straight towards the director. Fang Xin saw him vaguely. The director nodded and stood up.
The alcohol took his toll on him and he lost consciousness. He had to be helped out of the private room before he collapsed.
He was taller than He Wan, and He Wan almost couldn't hold on.
"Senior, please be careful!" He Wan used all his strength to support Fang Xin's armpits and held her waist tightly.
The touch of the slender waist made He Wan blush. He glanced at Fang Xin secretly several times. The other party was a little unsteady and leaned against the wall.
"I can't do it anymore... I need to rest for a while." The objects and walls in front of me were all rotating, making it impossible to walk normally.
He Wan approached Fang Xin. He had a unique scent mixed with the aroma of wine. His slightly long hair was neatly scattered, revealing only his pink lips, which were still breathing lightly with water.
It seemed as if I couldn't control myself and wanted to take a few deeper breaths, and I moved closer and closer unconsciously.
"What are you doing?"
He Wan was startled and looked back. The man, who was taller than Fang Xin, had a cold expression on his face and looked at the distance between him and Fang Xin with his brows lowered. Suddenly, a storm came and He Wan took a few steps back.
"I, I want to take care of my seniors, you..."
Xu Shi'an ignored him and pushed the man away from Fang Xin, "Master He, don't get close to him."
Xu Shi'an's height pressed He Wan down tightly, and He Wan was shrouded in shadow and could not make a sound.
"Xu Shi'an..." Fang Xin heard the familiar voice and tried to raise his heavy head to see the other person clearly.
Surprise flashed across Xu Shi'an's eyes. He hummed softly, then reached out and pulled Fang Xin over to lean against him.
He Wan's face changed when he saw this. "Mr. Xu must be busy. I brought you here, so I should be responsible for it."
Xu Shian glanced at him, and he took a step back angrily, "What are you doing..."
"You come to the entertainment industry for no reason, aren't you afraid that I will report you?" Xu Shi'an narrowed his eyes, with danger brewing in his eyes. As long as He Wan refuted, he could do something unjust on the spot.
"You dare!" He Wan lost his gentle and harmless face and revealed his true feelings.
"Stay away from Fang Xin, and I won't tell you." Xu Shi'an raised his eyebrows, picked him up, and warned him with his eyes before leaving, "If you come any closer, I will reveal your identity."
He Wan was so anxious that he jumped on the spot, and his expression changed a lot.
Fang Xin completely lost consciousness the moment someone held her in his arms. This smell was very familiar. It was the same smell that lingered in the room when she was sick that day.
He closed his eyes and felt the slight bumps until he reached the warm quilt.
It was raining outside the window, tapping on the window. In the room, which was only left on with the night light, there were two intersecting figures, one on the bed and the other beside the bed.
The beauty's hair was disheveled, the aroma of wine was everywhere, and she murmured softly, "Dizzy..."
The sharp lines of his facial features softened and he shook his head helplessly, "I almost got taken advantage of again. You never have anyone with you."
He turned around and poured a glass of water and brought it to Fang Xin's mouth.
His lips, feeling the sweet rain, immediately moved forward to meet it. The excess water slid down the corners of his lips, and Xu Shi'an wiped it off for him.
I don't know how long I sat in front of the bed, but somehow I helped him tidy up his hair.
At night, Fang Xin opened her eyes, confused and charming, "Brother..."
Xu Shi'an nodded, his expression gentle, as if something in his heart was beating, but he could not feel why.
He is in control of business and interests and reacts very quickly, and can hit the core of interests, but he is so uncertain only when facing Fang Xin.
Fang Xin sat up slowly and met Xu Shi'an's eyes. He looked around. This was his home, his room.
Xu Shi'an had obviously been here for some time and was already half sober.
"Did you take me back?"
Fang Xin brushed her messy hair, her brows furrowed in discomfort.
"It's me, you take a rest, I'm going back."
The moment Xu Shi'an stood up, he was grabbed by a soft and warm hand, "I'm sorry for last time..."
"What's an apology?" Xu Shi'an asked knowingly. In fact, he knew that he had no special relationship with Fang Xin. Why did he always care about who Fang Xin dated and always stopped Fang Xin and Lu Ziyan from playing together?
Why?
Xu Shi'an tightened his grip and did not shake Fang Xin off.
"That's right, I know you're doing this for my own good, I shouldn't have said such harsh words to you." Fang Xin pursed her lips, "You were the one who took care of me when I was sick last time, thank you for letting bygones be bygones..."
"I don't like to hear that." Xu Shi'an had his back to him and couldn't see his expression.
She stroked his fingers countless times, but still couldn't express her inner thoughts. Time seemed to stand still. Fang Xin only heard him say before he left, "I don't need you to say thank you. I'm tired of hearing it."
Fang Xin was confused and helpless. He really didn't understand why Xu Shi'an would say such a weird thing, or why he was tired of hearing him say thank you.
Shouldn't we say thank you when someone helps us?
The result of a hangover is dizziness, nausea and vomiting. Fang Xin collapsed on the bed, having almost forgotten all the lines he had memorized.
Today is the first day of filming and he cannot be late.
She encouraged herself to get up and wash herself. Xiao Huai was already waiting outside the community. As soon as Fang Xin went out, she met Xu Shi'an.
Xu Shi'an didn't say hello to him, and the two of them parted ways downstairs in silence.
Fang Xin curled his lips. Anyway, he had already apologized to Xu Shi'an, and it was up to him whether to accept it or not. At worst, he could just treat him to dinner next time.
With this in mind, he finally arrived at the crew. This time the filming was done from beginning to end. The crew saw through it and hid his makeup photos instead of releasing them in advance to attract attention.
"War" is a movie about the Republic of China period. As the name suggests, war was raging in that era and cannibalism was rampant.
When Fang Xin first read the script, she was deeply moved. Compared with small love stories, great love is worthy of praise.
After arriving at the crew and saying hello, he started to memorize the script. He forgot a lot of things last night due to the hangover, which caused him to be a little swollen. After drinking the black coffee that Xiao Wai bought for him, the swelling finally went away before filming started.
Director Wan called him over and said, "Fang Xin, I was originally going to consider you again, but Old Lin insisted that you have spiritual energy and let me give it a try."
"Don't let me down, I can replace you anytime!"
Director Wan speaks with dignity and is well-known in the industry for not liking to laugh, even more famous than Lin Qinghua's old-fashioned attitude. But precisely because of his attitude, every movie that comes out of his hands is a masterpiece.
This time, he didn't know any of the crew members, they were all strangers. Fang Xin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding buildings, putting himself into the role.
"Start!"
"It turns out that all the flowers are in full bloom, but they are all given to the broken well. What can we do about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the joyful experience?"
There were opera songs being sung on the stage, and audiences drinking tea and listening to the opera in the audience, making the scene as lively as a parade.
The lantern is hung high up, and she raises her hands, waves her sleeves, smiles and frowns, full of charm.
The audience stared intently at the beauty in her pink costume, pointing with her lotus hand, "Flying in the morning and rolling up in the evening, clouds and mist, raindrops and wind, painted boats on the misty waves, the people behind the brocade screen are looking at this time of youth so worthless!"
"good!"
The audience clapped their hands one after another. The waiter, wearing a white towel, asked everywhere, "Sir, would you like a pot of Longjing tea? This is the best tea from Hangzhou!"
"With the pastry, it's like heaven on earth!"
The beauty has already left the stage, the musical instruments have been removed, and her graceful departure seems to have captured the souls of the audience.
There was a mirror in front of him, a beauty inside, and quite a few noisy people around him. "Zhishu, you are really Sister Hua's lucky tree!"
The woman in cheongsam twisted her waist and approached the beauty, applying nail polish on her white fingertips. "Have you thought about what to sing next?"
Wen Zhishu (Fang Xin) took off her hairpin and a voice that was completely different from her voice on stage came out from her lips, "Sister Hua, please don't always let me go. I'm not the only one who can sing opera in the teahouse."
The person named Sister Hua smiled charmingly, "Nonsense, if it weren't for you today, I would be so worried that I would die. Ah Qing said she was out drinking and was too lazy to come to the opera."
Sister Hua's eyes lit up, and her red lips curved up, "Zhishu, Zhishu, I beg you, please sing a few more songs, and I'll pay for your New Year's dinner, how about that?"
Wen Zhishu raised her eyebrows with interest and smiled slightly with her powdered face, "Okay, thank you Sister Hua for preparing my New Year's Eve dinner!"
Sister Hua smiled and curved her eyes. "Of course."
The first two acts of this play "The Peony Pavilion" were not performed by Wen Zhishu, but by Ah Qing. He had been good at this play since he was a child. Sister Hua had many children around her, and each boy and girl had a different role.
Normally boys were asked to do heavy work, but Sister Hua made an exception and took Ah Qing in because of his voice. She taught him opera day and night, and occasionally let him go on stage to tell stories. All these things were done by Wen Zhishu.
Today, Ah Qing didn't know what to do but insisted on going out to drink and have fun. Sister Hua couldn't stop him. She remembered that she had accidentally heard Wen Zhishu hum a few tunes last time, so she taught him a few lines on the spot and pushed him onto the stage.
Unexpectedly, the effect exceeded her expectations. If the teahouse had a few more Qingyi actresses, wouldn't it be possible for them to sing the roles of Shuangdan?
Thinking of Sister Hua here, the smile on her face lingered. Wen Zhishu also looked satisfied. He didn't expect that by singing here, he could also solve his food problem for most of the year. This was all thanks to Ah Qing's idea.
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