The scene was filmed very smoothly. Just as Shang Yechu had hoped, it was indeed completed in one take.
Martial arts films ultimately cannot be separated from "martial arts," and aside from Yi Tianzhao's high praise, He Yuan was also very satisfied. Action scenes are the face of a martial arts choreographer, and his reputation was not only not tarnished, but was further enhanced by Shang Yechu and Li Yi.
The assistant director couldn't help but whisper to He Yuan, "Finally, we don't have to use slow motion and wind machines anymore! You have no idea how much Pi Station has been mocking this lately..."
After Shang Yechu finished playing, he was drenched in sweat, breathing rapidly, and his whole body was burning up. He gulped down a lot of water but still couldn't calm down; he just felt extremely agitated.
This was the most dedicated action scene she'd ever filmed, and also her best performance. She was genuinely exhausted, but also genuinely exhilarated. That feeling of her blood surging wildly was something she couldn't experience in other scenes.
Still feeling the lingering heat, Shang Yechu returned to the dressing room to touch up her makeup.
The dressing room was empty. Shang Yechu sat back down in her chair, her excitement still lingering. She could only close her eyes and rest for the time being.
"Squeak."
The door opened. Then the door closed again.
The newcomer's footsteps were very light and silent. Shang Ye seemed to sense something and opened her eyes.
The person who entered was indeed Li Yi. His face was flushed just like Shang Yechu's, but his breathing was much more steady.
Shang Yechu looked at the uninvited guest in the mirror, and unexpectedly, they made eye contact with each other.
The moment their eyes met, something seemed to freeze in the air.
The air in the enclosed dressing room suddenly became very thick, as if you could stick a chopstick in it.
Shang Yechu looked at Li Yi in the mirror, and Li Yi looked at Shang Yechu in the mirror.
It's hard to tell who's real and who's fake. Who's reality and who's illusion?
After a long while, Li Yi in the mirror was the first to look away.
Li Yi walked to Shang Yechu's side without looking at her. His eyes were downcast, appearing somewhat indifferent.
"Filming is almost finished."
Shang Yechu: "...Hmm."
Li Yi slowly said, "You..."
In the semi-frozen air, the sound waves were delayed in a way that defied physics, and Li Yi's second half of his sentence did not reach Shang Yechu's ears for a long time.
Shang Yechu wanted to speak and ask Li Yi what he wanted to say. However, after opening her mouth, she suddenly didn't know what to ask.
Li Yi stared at Shang Yechu's face, his gaze shifting downwards... Shang Yechu was wearing lipstick today; brides at weddings usually wear elaborate makeup. But Shang Yechu had been so engrossed in the fight that she had eaten a lot of her lipstick, leaving a pale patch on her lips.
Sweat rolled down Shang Yechu's forehead, slipping into the crimson lapel. His arrogant eyes, which had always disregarded Li Yi, were now misty with weariness and heat, losing their sharpness.
Shang Yechu and Li Yi had just had a very intense and exhilarating fight.
Sex and violence are both linked to primal human desires. And violence is sometimes also linked to—
Li Yi's Adam's apple bobbed.
This is a cunning illusion caused by hormones. As soon as you leave this dressing room and find a cool place where the wind blows, all the illusions will disappear.
Shang Yechu looked away, feeling that the room temperature seemed too high and her costume too thick. Her patience with Li Yi was rapidly waning with the heat.
What do you want?
Shang Yechu's gaze fell on the window, her mind wandering as she thought that once Li Yi left, she would run over there and open the window to let the wind in.
In that instant, Li Yi suddenly reached out and touched the mirror with his fingertips. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the spot he touched reflected Shang Yechu's lips.
The mirror surface felt cool to the touch.
"Filming is almost finished. Grandma said she likes you very much. If you'd like, she hopes we can visit each other more often in the future," Li Yi said calmly, withdrawing her hand.
Shang Yechu turned her gaze back, and for some reason, she felt a sense of relief. "I understand. Please thank Teacher Jiang for me."
Nothing happened.
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