Lu Xinyang is so fierce
In front of the monitor, Gao Jian held the latest version of the script in his hand and underlined line by line: "This paragraph of dialogue still needs to be revised. It's too long. It can be combined with the next paragraph to make the emotions more intense. And here..."
Ji Rongyu flipped through the storyboards he had given him, bit his pen and said, "According to this arrangement, I think we can add one more scene between the brother and sister..."
The two of them were discussing seriously, and other staff members gave suggestions from time to time. At a distance away, Lu Xinyang was squatting next to a telephone pole, holding an insulated lunch box in his hand.
He held the chopsticks skillfully, picked up a piece of vegetable between two pieces of white tofu, and then ate it with a listless handsome face.
The set was noisy. From the time he opened the lid to the time he finished a whole diet meal, he could only hear a few vague words intermittently and couldn't understand what they were saying.
Lu Xinyang touched his flat stomach, put the empty lunch box that did not make him happy at all on the ground, and walked away with his hands behind his back pretending to be casual.
Ninety-four hours had passed since the afternoon he asked Ji Rongyu for fish soup, and he still hadn't achieved his goal.
Lu Xinyang, whose mouth was almost as red as a three-petal mouth, was now completely excited. Seeing his attitude of "not giving up until he could drink the fish soup", Ji Rongyu also got a little angry and wanted to compete with him in stubbornness.
Why should I cook for you just because you want soup, you little brat? You're so pretty, yet you're so greedy. I'm so busy signing autographs that my hands are almost broken, and I still have to make fish soup for you?
Don’t think you are great just because you are a financial sponsor. My family was rich three generations ago!
The two people's eyes met, and there was a burst of crackling lightning.
Lu Xinyang was the first to hum, his tone sarcastic: "Hey, Teacher Ji, are you busy revising the script again? Is the new scene difficult? Do you think I can get it through in one take?"
Ji Rongyu looked at him as if he were a class enemy: "It doesn't matter if we loved each other or not. Anyway, you're the one freezing, not me."
The temperature in Kamikawa City in February was already several degrees below zero. Although we can wear winter clothes in the current scenes, it is still more comfortable than drinking hot cocoa with air conditioning indoors.
After hearing this, Lu Xinyang opened his down jacket in a flash, put his hands on his narrow waist, and walked proudly in front of Ji Rongyu, saying, "I have never known how to write the word 'cold' since I was a child!"
"Then you've never scored more than 50 points in Chinese since you were a child?" Ji Rongyu turned his head coldly, "My grandfather doesn't allow me to talk to illiterate people."
"Come on, Xiao Li, turn the camera over here," Gao Jian cheerfully beckoned the photographer to join in the fun, feeling a dozen years younger. "Take good pictures, we have some new footage."
As a person whose fortune is dominated by the word "face", how could Ji Rongyu allow himself to be photographed with such a childish expression? Without saying a word, he turned his back, took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, pretending to be studying the script very seriously.
The shameless Lu Xinyang went over and harassed Ji Rongyu again and again, but Ji Rongyu didn't show any resistance, so he could only look at him with a resentful look, and even Director Gao next to him was affected by his resentment.
Ji Rongyu is so childish. Is it really that fun to make up stories with the director? He doesn't even look at the good figure he worked so hard to get, and doesn't even praise him for the disappearance of his acne!
If you need a story, why not come to him? He's quite good at it! For example, there was once a fish soup beauty named Rong Yuji. She was beautiful and smart, but she was incredibly stingy and had poor judgment. She left a future superstar behind and ignored her. Later, the superstar worked hard and won her over, turning her into a fan...
Lu Xinyang was having a great time making up a story when he was called over by the crew to prepare for filming.
In fact, he should have reported five minutes ago, but because the heroine was being held in the dressing room by her assistant to re-apply the nail polish specified by the crew, he was allowed to stay a little longer.
Xiao Li put away the camera that hadn't been turned on at all, and smiled at Ji Rongyu: "Teacher Rong, you've worked hard taking care of the children."
"Mutually." Ji Rongyu rubbed his brows, put his notebook in his pocket and went to watch the filming.
Although Lu Xinyang didn't get any of the fish soup he had been craving for, he still did what he said and put 200% of his effort into the filming. Although he didn't get every take right, he still managed to shoot quickly and well.
Even though his acting skills are immature and there is room for improvement everywhere, whenever he finds the right emotion and gets into the right state, those simple techniques will never limit his performance, and he can still perform at the same level as other professional actors.
"Emotions are his greatest strength," even Director Gao nodded softly. "How about it, Xiao Ji? Did he not ruin your story?"
"You're joking." Ji Rongyu lowered his head and wrote down some of his thoughts in a notebook. Gao Jian patted his shoulder and continued to stare at the monitor.
After writing a few lines, he habitually turned the pages back a few times, wanting to tear off the dirty words he had left behind when he was angry, but he stopped when he saw the clean paper.
Even he himself was a little surprised. He had been finding fault with Lu Xinyang in his heart every day, but why did he write less and less dirty words in the notebook? Now he didn't even need to tear it up.
Ji Rongyu let go of the notebook with some discomfort, and casually raised his head to look ahead.
What they were shooting now was a big drama with many characters, involving fighting and scolding, and Lu Xinyang hated the crowd the most. He was as full of fighting spirit as a durian growing on an apple tree, and he pounced on the extras with a whoosh.
After shooting a long shot, he followed it up with a series of over-the-shoulder close-ups, and he completed them all smoothly and excellently.
"Click!" The filming progress was satisfactory, and Gao Jian's smile became even more intense. "The actors, please touch up your makeup. Let's quickly adjust the camera position and prepare for the next scene."
The makeup artists who had been prepared came over with makeup bags and blood bags. Lu Xinyang was wearing a full set of makeup and maintained a ferocious expression on his face, as if he didn't want to get out of the role. If you didn't know him, you would think he was very dedicated.
You know, just look at the way he keeps looking in Ji Rongyu's direction and you'll understand. This guy is just showing off like a peacock.
"How was my performance? Was it good?" He asked in a deliberately raised voice while drinking the ginger and sugar water brought by Tang Lin to ward off the cold.
Tang Lin, of course, praised his excellent performance: "What a great performance! He really acted like a great villain!"
"Of course I am the most badass bully in the underworld now. I kill people without washing my hands and eat people without rinsing my mouth!" Lu Xinyang wiped his mouth with a sneer, and then received a slap from the makeup artist in frustration: "Try to ruin my makeup again! Ah! If you move again, I'll tie your hands!"
The bully shrank his neck timidly, and Ji Rongyu turned his head to the side, pretending that he had not seen anything.
What kind of underworld would allow such an unhygienic bully to be the number one? It's so shameful.
Noticing Ji Rongyu's slightly disgusted look, Lu Xinyang first took out his mobile phone screen to check whether he was still very fierce, then cleared his throat and walked over.
Lu Xinyang, who had been defeated time and time again but became more and more courageous, deleted the words "advance and retreat in moderation" and "know when to stop" from his dictionary. Proudly and indulgently, he strode towards the illiteracy with the pace of a gangster.
Ji Rongyu raised his eyelids and briefly admired his good figure.
When Lu Xinyang put away his little tricks and walked over seriously with big strides, he looked quite handsome.
"Hey, what did you have for lunch? Are you hungry now?" He faced Ji Rongyu, his arms crossed over his chest. "If you're hungry, I can reluctantly buy you some chicken, duck, fish, or meat. I can also lend you the stove in my room."
"I'm not hungry. I had grilled beef tongue and stir-fried crayfish with garlic for lunch," said Ji Rongyu.
"Nonsense, you were clearly eating purple corn and tomato egg drop soup! I saw it all!" Lu Xinyang's face was full of pride that I had the key evidence. "Haha! Stop being stubborn! I'll ask someone to bring you some fish right now!"
Ji Rongyu curled his lips: "Save your time, I won't use it even if you give it to me."
Lu Xinyang bent down and put his head closer, tilting his chin fiercely: "What if I send a lot?"
"I don't care how much you give me." Ji Rongyu restrainedly rolled his eyes 45 degrees.
Lu Xinyang thought about it and gave an OK sign: "Three thousand?"
Ji Rongyu: “…”
He seemed to have seen the grand sight of three thousand fat and strong fish swinging their tails and hitting his face.
"Get lost." Unable to bear it any longer, Ji Rongyu stretched out a finger and pushed his head away, threatening, "If you keep bothering me, I'll give you a naked streaking scene. It doesn't matter if it passes the review, but I'll definitely freeze you to death."
Lu Xinyang pouted, wondering why this person was so stubborn.
He suddenly remembered something and asked doubtfully, "Are you only making soup for your girlfriend?"
Ji Rongyu was just thinking about how to continue fighting with him, and casually replied: "Where would I get a girlfriend?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to swallow his tongue back.
"You didn't?" As expected, Lu Xinyang's ferocious expression froze on his face, then slowly transformed into the grievance of a young girl accusing a scumbag: "Then why did you lie to me? Do you think I'm easy to fool?"
"...Ahem," Ji Rongyu accidentally made a mistake and had to use a vague look to cover up his guilt. "Not really, just a random lie."
"Then you are too casual!" Under Lu Xinyang's angry stare, Teacher Ji's invincible arrogance weakened a little.
He couldn't say that he had just had a sudden impulse and was afraid that Lu Xinyang would fall in love with him.
After this period of contact, Ji Rongyu has already understood him thoroughly. He is a straight, pure-blooded, naive and innocent boy. Worrying that he might be gay is simply nonsense.
Didn’t you see that he has entered the industry to film a BL drama, but his relationship with the other male lead is just a pure teacher-student relationship?
Surrounded by so many cameras, she didn't even think about creating some ambiguity or hyping up the couple. Her love for food is a hundred times stronger than her love for men.
"I was wrong." Since he couldn't explain it clearly, Ji Rongyu simply pretended to be single. "How about you lie to me too?"
Lu Xinyang felt even more aggrieved: "That would only work if I could deceive you!"
In order to have a sip of fish soup, he had thought about cheating these days, but Ji Rongyu never fell for it. His various little tricks only resulted in Ji Rongyu's even more various sarcasm, which made him very sad.
I was so sad that it took me five minutes longer to come up with a new idea.
"If you're so weak, there's nothing I can do." Ji Rongyu spread his hands, then pointed the fingertips of his left hand at the wrist of his right hand, as if saying, "The door is this way, go this way."
"Will you beg me to come back if I leave now?"
"Of course not."
"...Then just wait for me," Lu Xinyang pouted, "I'll come back to pester you when I find a new excuse."
He just didn't believe it! With his good skills in coaxing and cajoling, how could he not get a bowl of fish soup made by Ji Rongyu?
It’s just a matter of time!
Lu Xinyang's confidence was not shaken at all. He came with big strides and went back with big strides.
As soon as he left, Ji Rongyu shoved his hands back into his pockets. The weather had been incredibly cold recently; he'd only held his hands out to dry for a moment before his fingers were so frozen they were practically numb. Ji Rongyu hesitated as he opened his phone, glancing at Lu Xinyang, who had just put on his down jacket and was about to take it off again.
The smell of ginger soup wafted through the air on the set again. He was tired of it, but Lu Xinyang still had to drink at least four or five more cups.
Forget it, I’m tired of fighting.
Ji Rongyu, like a tired cat with its fur standing on end, leaned back into his nest and put away his claws.
Look at that big fool, he's so pitiful. It's just fish soup. Anyway, I'm kind of craving it, so I'll just make him an extra bowl reluctantly.
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