Chapter 10 Dimple
Amid the noisy public opinion, February 14th arrived on time.
As the Spring Festival is approaching, there are already a lot of people going back and forth to give gifts. With the addition of Valentine's Day, the roads have been congested since early morning.
It was not until this moment, in the small group of the crew, that Zhou Lian finally realized that he had indeed chosen the wrong day.
Everyone in the group was joking and postponed the originally booked time by half an hour.
At 9:50 in the morning, Bai You arrived at the hotel ten minutes early.
It was still the same suite where they had auditioned before. At that time, Zhou Lian and Zhou Xiuyuan were already waiting in the living room, talking to each other.
Zhou Xiuyuan is the actress who plays Shen Nian's stepmother and Zhong Ling's biological mother in the movie.
He has just made a name for himself in the film industry in the past two years and is now very popular.
Although she is already thirty-six years old, she is still young, beautiful and charming.
Female stars in the entertainment industry are known to take very good care of themselves. Even some actors of the same age are still struggling in idol dramas and dare not leave their comfort zone.
But Zhou Xiuyuan rushed towards the role of "mother" in one step.
So when the casting result came out, there was a lot of excitement on the Internet.
But Zhou Xiuyuan assured everyone and said that she liked this role very much and that this role would definitely give everyone a refreshing feeling.
This calmed the public opinion.
Seeing Bai You coming in at this moment, they both greeted him.
"Baiyou is here."
"Teacher Bai is here."
"Director Zhou, Teacher Zhou." Bai You greeted them politely. Seeing Zhou Lian pointed to the seat next to him, he smiled slightly and sat down at the lowest seat consciously.
In the entertainment industry, everyone wants to be better than others. For a little bit of ranking, they would even go to the hot search list without caring about their dignity.
Although Bai You didn't say anything, his actions made Zhou Xiuyuan feel good about him.
Young, beautiful, polite and modest, if there are no interests involved, there should be few people who dislike her.
The three of them exchanged a few words of greeting, and Zhou Lian asked Bai You how far he had read the script.
Bai You has already read it twice and read it carefully once, and has just begun the second time of reading it carefully.
Hearing this, he just smiled and said that he had just had one rough and one fine.
"You're very hardworking." Zhou Lian praised him and asked, "Do you feel any pressure in taking this role?"
There is definitely pressure, but since Bai You has accepted the job, he will no longer worry about anything else.
Instead of looking back and forth, it is better to focus all your energy on thoroughly understanding the script.
He smiled: "A little bit."
"Sure," Zhou Xiuyuan said with a smile, "You are worthy of being chosen by Director Liu Ben right after your debut."
"All good directors have similar tastes." Zhou Lian joked, pointing at himself.
When laughter rang out in the room, there was a noise outside. Wei Yuan and Fang Zhi walked in together, followed by Meng Qingyan.
Zhou Lian pointed to the place next to him again and said, "Qing Yan, come here."
"Let me sit here." Meng Qingyan casually put his coat on the hanger, and then sat down next to Bai You.
The cool scent of cedar lingered towards Bai You's nose bit by bit. His breathing stagnated as he unconsciously recalled the chaos of that night.
That night, from beginning to end, the smell of cedar seemed to never leave his nose.
"Then I get the advantage," Fang Zhi on the opposite side smiled, and he and Wei Yuan sat down on Zhou Lian's left and right.
"That's fine," Wei Yuan said with a smile, "It's a good opportunity for them to sit together and develop a relationship."
"Yes," Zhou Lian said, "We used to kill each other, but now we love each other."
"Why does the script seem like it's about a love-hate relationship?" Zhou Xiuyuan also joked with a smile.
Bai You: “…”
Suppressing the subtlety in his heart, he maintained a decent smile and tilted his head slightly, looking directly at Meng Qingyan with a smile that seemed to be hinting at something. Non-smiling eyes.
Those eyes were so deep that it was hard to tell whether the emotion in them was teasing or mocking.
Bai You subconsciously raised his chin and looked at Meng Qingyan for a moment without avoiding or giving way. .
"Everyone is here, shall we start?" Wei Yuan looked at the time and suggested with a smile, "Although we are five minutes early."
Everyone agreed and opened their scripts upon hearing this.
The script reading went smoothly. When there were disagreements on tone or disagreements in understanding, everyone would stop and discuss before continuing.
Only a small part was performed the first time, but the atmosphere of the whole movie was set.
Bai You and Meng Qingyan had never gotten along well with each other, so there was almost no need for them to put on a show when they were confronting each other.
Even though there are still some deviations, the overall smoothness still makes Zhou Lian a little worried. He is worried about whether the two people can have a smooth transition when their emotions blend in the later stage.
Nearing noon, Zhou Lian called a halt.
As the year draws to a close, everyone is busy. Wei Yuan is going to the set to watch the set being built, Zhou Lian is going to have lunch with his wife, Fang Zhi and Zhou Xiuyuan are also busy with their own things, so no one is planning to have a meal together.
The first to leave were Fang Zhi and Zhou Xiuyuan.
The other people came out of the hotel and stood by the parking lot to chat for a few words about today's script reading before they planned to leave.
Before parting, Wei Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around to ask Zhou Lian, "How is Mr. Li doing now?"
"It's a bit serious," Zhou Lian frowned, "Let's treat it for a while and see after the New Year."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan's face showed some sadness.
"Okay," he said, "If Mr. Li can't hold on, his students..."
He didn't finish, but the doubt between his brows was already obvious.
After watching Wei Yuan's car leave, Meng Qingyan asked, "Teacher Li Xun?"
Li Xun is the styling teacher in Building No. 8.
Just by looking at Lian Zhoulian and Wei Yuan calling him "Mr. Li" all the time, you can tell his status and influence in the circle.
Moreover, the other party is not only good at modern modeling, but also has a deep research on ancient and modern modeling.
Clothing, accessories, and etiquette of each dynasty...
Almost all are proficient.
Even though he is older, his aesthetic taste has never lagged behind.
He is considered to be No.1 in the circle.
When they were planning to form a team for Building No. 8, Zhao Yunzhuang visited them in person and finally managed to secure the people.
The filming of the movie has not started yet, but Li Xun suddenly fell ill.
"Yes." Zhou Lian said, raising his hand to rub his brow, "Don't be so sad during the New Year. Let's see how things go after the New Year."
"Which hospital?" Meng Qingyan asked, "Bai You and I should go check it out."
Bai You, who was suddenly represented, said: "..."
Although he couldn't help but criticize Meng Qingyan for being too self-righteous, in fact, he had no objection to his proposal.
After all, the senior is ill, and it is only right for the younger generation to visit him.
"Let's wait until after the New Year." Zhou Lian said.
Zhou Lian originally had no intention of telling other investors and actors about Li Xun's illness.
Firstly, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and secondly, maybe I can be discharged from the hospital and continue working after the Chinese New Year.
There's no need to rush and cause trouble for everyone.
But since Meng Qingyan knew it today, he naturally didn't hide it.
"He hasn't been relaxing at work in the ward recently, so don't bother him for now," Zhou Lian said. "But this state can't be maintained for long, and the efficiency will definitely be greatly reduced. You and Bai You must go there, but wait until after the new year."
As he was talking, he suddenly paused and asked, "Bai You and Mr. Li haven't met yet, right?"
"Yes," Bai You said, "I haven't met Teacher Li yet."
"It would be good to meet him," Zhou Lian said, "it would also help him create."
A large part of the costumes in this costume and makeup are sponsored by QL, and the stylist's work is mainly for the two protagonists and Zhou Xiuyuan.
After a few words, Zhou Lian left. For a moment, Meng Qingyan and Bai You were the only ones left in front of the parking lot.
It was near the end of the year and it was not yet night, so the area in front of the hotel was much quieter than usual.
The breeze rustled through the treetops, and the sound of car engines could be heard faintly on the road in the distance...
But inexplicably, at this moment, the entire space suddenly became quiet.
Saying "goodbye" seems a bit formal, but saying "I'm leaving" seems somehow intimate.
Bai You tightened his hands that were hooked around the backpack straps and turned away without saying a word.
But before he could take a step, someone grabbed the strap of his backpack and pulled him back.
"You are so arrogant, Teacher Bai." Meng Qingyan said.
He was a bit arrogant and not very polite, but when Bai You thought that the other party was Meng Qingyan, he felt it was okay.
He turned around and met Meng Qingyan's slightly lowered eyes, which seemed to be smiling.
"Anything else?" Bai You asked.
The winter noon sun was warm, and at this moment it shone through the dry branches, making Baiyou's snow-white skin almost transparent.
There was not a single flaw on his face, like the finest work of art in the world.
But at this moment, his eyes were wide open, and he looked a bit like a alert and cool cat.
Meng Qingyan maintained the same expression as before when he looked at him, and raised his hand to gently stroke the top of his hair.
"There are leaves," he said.
Although it is deep winter, there are still a few dead leaves hanging on the tall ginkgo tree above.
Bai You looked up in confusion, but without any doubt.
"Let's go," the driver had already driven the car out of the parking space and stopped in front of them. Meng Qingyan naturally pulled the strap of Bai You's backpack again, "I'll take you home."
"No need." Bai You said, "It's very convenient for me to take a taxi."
"The traffic is not very good today. You may have to wait a long time if you take a taxi," Meng Qingyan said, respecting the elderly and loving the young. "You have so many topics recently that it is easy for people to recognize you."
Seeing that Baiyou was still hesitant, he added, "And my house is near yours."
Bai You was stunned for a moment and was about to ask him how he knew where he lived, but suddenly he remembered that the last time he came out of Yige, it was Meng Qingyan's driver who took him home.
At this moment, the driver had already gotten out of the car and opened the door like he did that day, and said respectfully, "Mr. Bai, Master."
What Meng Qingyan said makes sense. The road conditions are indeed bad today. If it's on your way...
Bai You glanced at the driver.
He also couldn't bear to see people waiting like this.
He no longer refused, turned around and bent down to get into the car, while Meng Qingyan walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door.
As soon as he got in the car, Bai You smelled the rich scent of roses. In the middle of the back seat, there was a huge bouquet of roses.
The roses were excellent, and it was obvious that they were carefully selected. Almost every one of them was in bud and looked very juicy.
Today is Valentine's Day, the day when roses are most expensive...
Being used to being frugal on weekdays, Bai You unconsciously calculated in his mind.
"Why hasn't this flower been lost yet?" Meng Qingyan suddenly asked in a low voice in the quiet carriage.
"Ouch," the driver in the front seat laughed, "I was wondering if I had forgotten something. It turned out to be this."
Bai You couldn't help it and raised his hand to gently touch the silky soft petals of the rose.
"Isn't this flower beautiful?" he wondered.
His eyes were fixed on the bouquet of flowers. He didn't notice the slight smile on Meng Qingyan's lips, but he heard him say nonchalantly, "It's a gift from someone else. If you don't like it, just throw it away."
"What a scumbag, what a scumbag!" Bai You complained in his heart, thinking that Meng Qingyan was not worthy of this bouquet of flowers at all.
But he said nothing, just quietly withdrew his hand and placed it on his knees.
Bai You's hands are very beautiful, like ice sculptures or snow sculptures, except for a tiny light mole on the joint of the ring finger of his left hand, which adds a touch of worldly flavor to his hands.
The mole was almost exactly the same as the one on his lower back, which made Meng Qingyan unconsciously think of the large patches of whiteness and softness, as well as the passion and loss of control that made him suck on them with his lips as if he wanted to suck out blood and flesh.
The words that I had not intended to say suddenly came out of my mouth.
"Want to have lunch together?" he asked.
"No." Bai You politely refused, and his fingers on his knees moved slightly.
He wore honey-colored agate rings on the middle and little fingers of his left hand. Although they only cost a few dollars, they looked very beautiful on his hands.
Meng Qingyan knew that it was the product of the Jin family.
Rings worth three or five yuan, earrings worth more than ten yuan, bracelets inlaid with zircon...
Bai You always takes personal action to promote those little gadgets for the Jin family.
"It's fine if you don't want to eat," Meng Qingyan didn't insist, with a faint smile on his lips, "Let's go visit Mr. Li together some other day."
Without allowing Bai You to question him, he said, "Mr. Li has always been in poor health. If we go together, it will save him some energy."
The car stopped in front of the apartment gate. Bai You pondered for a moment and nodded.
There was no need to get upset over such a small matter, which only made him seem particularly restrained.
Bai You doesn't think that he is a person who can't let go, especially in front of Meng Qingyan, he is even more unwilling to show weakness.
"Contact me when the time comes." He said, grabbing his backpack and thanking Meng Qingyan, "Thank you for giving me a ride."
"Oh?" Meng Qingyan leaned back slightly, the smile in his eyes deepened, "How do you thank me?"
Bai You didn't want to owe him anything, so when he asked this, he gave the same answer as last time.
"You propose it first," he said, "and I'll review it."
Meng Qingyan didn't say anything. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, and his eyes finally fell on the bouquet of bright red roses.
Bai You has always been frugal, never wasting anything, and never destroying anything.
Especially such beautiful flowers.
"Help me take care of the flowers," he said politely. "Thank you."
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