Chapter 17
The room was stuffy, so Yuan Chengyin had to stop filming and turn on the air conditioner to cool down.
While resting, she heard Qiu An, who stayed in the room, ask Ran Long:
"Xiao Ran, have you been in a relationship in the past two years?"
"Don't you have any idea what a mess I've been living these past two years? Dating? Am I just bored?"
"So...what about a date?"
"No, no, nothing at all. I'm not like you! I make money everywhere and date everywhere!"
Qiu An was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't have any..."
Ranlong interrupted her in an upset tone: "It's none of my business."
Yuan Chengyin couldn't stand it any longer. Ranlong's ability to talk things out seemed to be getting better and better. He didn't know whether he did it intentionally or not.
Seeing Qiu An walk out of the room with a dejected look, Yuan Chengyin patted her shoulder and told her to relax. At the same time, he glared at Ran Long, signaling her to speak more restrainedly.
Seeing the two men standing shoulder to shoulder, their hearts clenched, Ran Long was furious and shouted angrily, "None of your business!"
Yuan Chengyin: Yes.
The room quickly cooled down, and the set was ready. Ranlong sat back on the sofa and began to unbutton his clothes.
Her heart was beating so hard that even her fingertips were pounding.
Ranlong started acting at a young age. When she was little, her nervousness had not yet fully developed. By the time she reached the age where she should be nervous, she had already adapted to performing freely in front of the camera and among onlookers.
This was the first time she could remember that her heartbeat went tachycardia because of a scene.
I don't know what I'm nervous about.
It was like unbuttoning my clothes, exposing my chest to the cold air. When I showed it to Qiu An, my body couldn't help but clamor to retreat. I really wanted to put on some clothes.
After unbuttoning her clothes, Qiu An came forward and knelt on the sofa again, standing in front of Ran Long. Qiu An was very gentlemanly and cautious. She held onto the seat, the backrest, and the wall, but she didn't touch Ran Long at all.
She was very careful and didn't even look around, staring straight into Ranlong's eyes.
Ranlong also looked up at her.
A very familiar pretty face. They had laughed and played together, spending the most carefree and happiest time of their lives.
They had a good relationship and would occasionally sleep in the same bed. At that time, Ranlong opened his heart and lungs and told her a secret - she had a crush on Yuan Chengyin.
Together they explored the boundaries between friendship and love among same-sex people.
Like children who play with their cell phones secretly and don’t want to be discovered by adults, they cover their heads with the quilt, turn on their cell phones, and search for answers online.
Enthusiastic netizens told them that they could judge by whether she wanted to kiss her or have sex with her.
Qiu An asked her, "Do you want to kiss her?"
Ranlong replied: "It seems very strange. I can't imagine it. Maybe I have to try it to know."
Qiu An asked again: "Then do you want to... kiss me?"
Ran Long's memory stopped, and she forgot her response. She wasn't even sure if Qiu An had asked that question. It was just a harmless joke, and it was over.
She seemed to hear Yuan Chengyin shout "Start".
"Shen Zixin."
Qiu An called her, a line that was not in the script.
Maybe he noticed that she was not in the right state and wanted to bring her back to her senses.
Qiu An reached out and touched Ran Long's open shirt, gently brushed her waist, and climbed onto Ran Long's back. Her hands were not as cold as when she unbuttoned the shirt, but still a little damp, apparently having been washed with hot water.
Qiu An's breath was hot, brushing against his face from top to bottom, making him feel a little itchy.
Ranlong blinked, his eyes moved down and fell on Qiu An's red lips.
Saliva was secreted violently at that moment. She and Qiu An were so close that even the slightest sound of swallowing was conspicuous.
When he really couldn't bear it anymore, Ranlong used the excuse of clearing his throat and swallowed back the excess saliva as if inadvertently.
Yuan Chengyin wanted to kiss the effect of smudged lipstick, now the lipstick on Qiu An's lips was thick and bright. Unlike the subtle and lovely look this morning, she was full of charm and flirtation.
Do you want a kiss?
Ask your own heart to be stained and sink.
I wanted to. I wanted so badly. I wanted to sink into the abyss called Yu Youxuan and drown in it.
Ranlong asked himself.
It seems that there is nothing I don’t want to do.
Then you can give it a try. Maybe after trying it, you will find that it feels good.
One, two, three. The underwear was undone.
She had breast stickers on the inside, so she didn't have to worry about exposing herself. But the moment the two back clasps completely separated, she still panicked a little.
Because she knew where the script was going.
Qiu An's eyes moved, his brows drooped, his body sank, and without any hesitation, he kissed Ran Long's lips.
Qiu An moved very quickly and aggressively, but when their lips met, Ran Long felt like he was kissing a cloud.
Lighter than it looks, softer than you think.
It's very comfortable and desirable, making people unable to help but want further.
This was her first kiss.
In front of everyone, Ranlong easily gave her first kiss to Qiu An.
In fact, she didn't care much about whether it was her first time or not, but in her opinion, this scene was too melodramatic.
She and Qiu An, two people who could be considered rivals in love, were kissing here, while Yuan Chengyin, whom they both had a crush on, was sitting beside them and giving advice.
And she knows all the inside scoop:
Qiu An likes Yuan Chengyin; Yuan Chengyin likes someone else; and she herself hates Qiu An.
"Ka-ka-ka." Yuan Chengyin called a halt, sounding extremely dissatisfied. "Chen Zixin, why are you laughing? What are you daydreaming about?"
Oh, sorry, that was too presumptuous.
"And Yu Youxuan, you..."
"Director Yuan, I know." Qiu An interrupted Yuan Chengyin again.
"That's good to know. Just be careful and control yourself."
Control what? Ran Long looked up in confusion. Qiu An's face was as pale as usual, and Ran Long couldn't tell where she had let down.
Yuan Chengyin is renowned for her meticulous control of subtle emotions. She has a keen eye and a strong sixth sense, especially when it comes to intimate scenes like this. If kissing and sex scenes fail to convey the underlying emotions and necessary information, she will scoff and prefer to skip them.
So every time Ranlong tried to mistake the person in front of him for Qiu An again, he would be stopped.
"Chen Zixin, were you hiding from the camera just now? Why did you hide yourself? If you do this, none of these methods will work, do you know?"
It happened again and again. Yuan Chengyin became a little anxious as he spoke, and Ranlong was almost embarrassed by what he said.
Qiu An said from the side, "Director Yuan, it's my fault. As the leader, I didn't guide her well."
Ranlong thought Qiu An was playing tricks on her again and was about to say stop pretending, but unexpectedly Yuan Chengyin didn't refute and agreed.
Ranlong looked at Qiu An, then at Yuan Chengyin, and then at the camera.
No. Very wrong.
So she asked the photographer: "Wait a minute, let me see the playback again."
There was no clue from the most recent replay, because she moved sideways to avoid the position, and Qiu An's face also turned sideways.
Going back one step further, there was indeed something indescribably wrong with Qiu An's expression. Unlike Yu Youxuan who was cynical and indifferent, Qiu An's expression was mixed with a lot of personal emotions.
Ranlong simply turned to the first post and found that Qiu An hesitated for about half a second after kissing her lips.
In this half-second pause, Qiu An's expression changed.
Become...
Shy?
The second and third ones, each one had different degrees of pause, which greatly reduced Yu Youxuan's aggressiveness when kissing her.
The video was played back and forth, played and back again, and the two of them kept kissing on the screen over and over again.
Ran Long was so caught up in the excitement of discovering a new world that he didn't notice Qiu An turned away. Even Yuan Chengyin blushed at the sight. After all, these few images didn't capture the feeling of Shen Zixin and Yu Youxuan. To put it bluntly, it was just Ran Long and Qiu An constantly biting each other.
"That's what I said. It's all her fault for not cooperating with me!"
Just as Sister Hou came in with a wet towel, she heard such a shocking statement. She looked down upon her ancestor's arrogant and blaming behavior, feeling as if she had been struck by lightning.
Yuan Chengyin corrected him: "Don't shirk responsibility. You two should both be punished."
He took twenty shots in a row, but none of them matched the effect Yuan Chengyin wanted.
Ranlong probably knew where his problem lay.
She was nervous at first, but after taking a few more shots, when Qiu An's kiss came down on her, she even felt a little bit of anticipation.
So addictive.
But every time she was about to enter a state of turmoil, her subconscious would frantically remind her: This person is Qiu An. It is Qiu An who took advantage of your sympathy and stole your life.
You are kissing Joan. You are enjoying Joan's kiss.
This feeling is so contradictory.
A kissing scene of less than 20 seconds took an entire morning to finish after NGs about 30 times.
The news that the kissing scene was not filmed spread quickly, and during lunch, the atmosphere of the entire crew was very depressing.
Yuan Chengyin's face was ashen as death as he kept flipping through the script. Later, he even began to consider the possibility of overturning it and writing a new one.
The Sound of Falling Leaves is very important to Yuan Chengyin. It is the second script she has received from Yao Ling, the first being Half a Lifelong Life, which gave her a taste of success and fame.
After reading the script of "The Sound of Falling Leaves" for the first time, Yuan Chengyin immediately contacted Qiu An.
Unexpectedly, Qiu An read the script and said, "Unless the other lead actor is Ran Long, I won't act."
Yuan Chengyin was very angry at the moment.
She knew that Ranlong had given up on himself for a long time.
Before dedicating herself to livestreaming, Ranlong took on mindless historical romance dramas, where she simply recited a few lines and glanced back, with no acting skills at all. She looked nothing like the idealistic and ambitious little girl she had met back then.
It’s not that she hadn’t thought about helping Ranlong, but Ranlong covered his ears and refused to listen to her explanation, and was determined not to accept any “handouts”. She had no choice.
Yuan Chengyin wasn't as patient as Qiu An. Ultimately, she didn't agree with Qiu An's sense of indebtedness to Ran Long.
Yuan Chengyin was angry that Qiu An was still supporting the hopeless man, so he said fiercely, "I can still shoot even without you!"
However, after auditioning with actors everywhere, she came back happily to apologize to Qiu An.
The Yu Youxuan that appeared in her mind was already firmly bound to Qiu An, leaving no room for any other actor.
As for Shen Zixin, it was just because of Yu Youxuan's preference.
Alas, what a bad fate.
After lunch, Yuan Chengyin asked the two to try another kissing scene.
As always, each of them has their own resistance, unwilling to open up to each other, unwilling to indulge their desires.
Yuan Chengyin had no choice but to let them skip the kissing scene and continue with the plot after the kissing scene.
As expected, they couldn't even capture the emotions of the kissing scene, so how could they expect to capture the afterglow of the passionate kiss?
After a whole day of filming, there wasn't a single usable shot. Yuan Chengyin was on the verge of collapse.
"Three days." Yuan Chengyin said harshly.
Ranlong and Qiu An looked at her together.
"If you can't adjust well in three days, I'll leave. Then you can find whoever you want to shoot it with."
Finally, he added, "I'm taking the script with me. You can shoot whatever you want."
After saying that, Yuan Chengyin blinked his eyes, and tears and snot flowed down together. He was really crying.
Ranlong looked at it and without saying a word, he snatched the towel from Sister Hou's hand and hit Yuan Chengyin in the face.
Yuan Chengyin's temper faded. Her tone softened, but her attitude remained firm: "I'm serious. Hurry and find a way to adjust it. Come back to film this scene in three days. If it's still the same, either change the script or change both the script and the director."
"I understand." Qiu An agreed.
"Oh." Ranlong also agreed.
Shooting from early morning to evening, the kissing scene didn't progress at all, and Yuan Chengyin even set a deadline to add to the pressure.
Ranlong looked tired and went to the bathroom to relieve herself. When she came out, she saw Qiu An standing in front of the sink, as if waiting for her.
Qiu An didn't say anything, and Ran Long had nothing to say either.
She washed her hands and looked in the mirror at a slightly haggard face with swollen lips.
Oh my God, she gave her first kiss to art and even kissed her lips until they were swollen.
My lips had been working for too long and were stained, so I wanted to give them a break. So I scooped up some water with my fingertips and applied it to moisturize them.
Unexpectedly, Qiu An, who had been silent for a long time, questioned her at this moment: "Why did you wash your mouth?"
The tone was so harsh that it seemed as if Ran Long had violated the laws of heaven.
Dye:???
"I wash my mouth, what's it to you?"
"Does kissing me... make you uncomfortable?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Ranlong wanted to deny her, but isn’t the antonym of “uncomfortable” the same as “comfortable”?
She would rather not argue.
Alas, her life was misunderstood.
"What do you want from me? Why are you standing there for so long just to tell me this?"
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