The next day.
The actors had already changed into ancient costumes, their faces were made up, and they were waiting in the palace garden set up in Hengdian, rehearsing their lines with their scripts in hand.
Xu Chengzhi chose a corner, sat on the steps, and held the newly printed script in his hand.
The A4 paper in his hand was still slightly warm. After reading the plot written on it, his brows furrowed even more tightly.
"Director Zheng, why did Emperor Jingyuan slap Yang Zhi? I remember there wasn't this scene two days ago, right?" Xu Chengzhi dusted himself off and stood up, finally unable to resist asking Zheng Linzhou.
Sure enough, he didn't read the electronic draft of the added scenes that Zheng Linzhou sent him last night.
"The screenwriter added this last night based on the overall plot. Isn't it to highlight your feelings for Yang Zhi?" Zheng Linzhou, with his back to Xu Chengzhi, winked at Lin Yang, who was not far away.
Lin Yang received a tacit signal and shoved the script she knew by heart into Duan Tiantian's arms, then quietly moved closer to them.
"Does highlighting emotions require hitting women?" Xu Chengzhi retorted, rejecting this reason for adding scenes.
“Oh, it’s necessary for the plot. What is the self-cultivation of an actor? It’s to act according to what the script says. Isn’t Brother Xu the most dedicated?” Lin Yang interrupted the two of them, speaking to Xu Chengzhi, but avoiding his gaze.
From the moment she got closer, Xu Chengzhi's gaze became strange.
It would occasionally fall on her buttocks, which had been aching for the past two days.
"I won't act in this added scene. Change it back." Xu Chengzhi withdrew his gaze, his expression as serious as could be.
Change it back? Wouldn't that mean her 300,000 yuan would be wasted?
Did she add any unnecessary scenes?
No, absolutely not.
"Hey, Brother Xu, can't you accept hitting women? We can use a camera trick, it works fine, right, Director Zheng?" Lin Yang quickly calmed Xu Chengzhi down, opting for a compromise.
Using camera angles to create the illusion is her worst strategy. She hopes that the reporters hiding among the extras will take photos from angles that make it look real, so that he will have no way to defend himself later.
Every time Lin Yang called out "Brother Xu", Xu Chengzhi's face would inexplicably flush.
His gaze drifted unnaturally to her buttocks, as if recalling that enchanting night.
He opened his mouth slightly, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Lin Yang noticed something and quietly covered her buttocks with her hands.
Damn, this scumbag! He ran away, and now he dares to take advantage of her?
Ha, wait until tomorrow. You're guaranteed to be number one on the trending topics list tomorrow, so everyone can see your true colors.
“I can’t act this out.” Facing Lin Yang, Xu Chengzhi’s tone softened slightly, but he still refused to back down.
“This…” Zheng Linzhou hesitated.
As for Xu Chengzhi, if he insists, he definitely can't afford to offend him. As for Lin Yang, he genuinely admires her acting skills and is very humble; he had already promised to add more scenes for her, but now that the script is out, however…
"Why are you dawdling like that? Are you even a man? It's just a slapping scene! I already said it's for the plot, it's just a simple slap!" Lin Yang was so angry at Xu Chengzhi's stubbornness that she couldn't hold back and lost her temper.
"Watch closely, this slap will land on your face. Isn't it that simple? Why are you dawdling like that!" Lin Yang immediately took action and personally taught Xu Chengzhi.
"Slap—" As a result, Xu Chengzhi lost control of his strength and received a solid slap on his left cheek.
The crisp, clear sound completely stunned Lin Yang.
The atmosphere became extremely awkward for a moment.
She said she didn't do it on purpose, do you believe her?
Xu Chengzhi's face quickly swelled up with redness. Since he was born, no one had ever dared to touch his face easily, let alone slap him.
Good, good, she's just as bold as she was that night.
A sinister glint flashed in Xu Chengzhi's eyes.
"Click-clack—"
Then something even more embarrassing happened: the reporters she had invited turned against her, snapping photos incessantly and flashing lights in their faces.
Is it too late to run now?
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