Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

Fang Jianyuan’s family had a three story building. Their family lived on the second floor. The third floor was vacant for rent. The first floor was a shop front. His mother run a grocery store. His father worked in other places all the year round, and he could only go home during the Spring Festival. In the summer vacation of freshman year, only Fang Jianyuan and his mother were at home.

At that time, as soon as the summer vacation began, the weather was already hot and stuffy. In the afternoon, his mother went to the mahjong hall next door to play mahjong. In the small grocery store, Fang Jianyuan was alone, sitting behind the counter, reading while guarding the business.

There was a floor fan in the corner, with big head drooping and rotating back and forth. Every turn, it made a creaky sound, and the wind couldn’t dispel the heat.

At this time, Yu Haiyang appeared for the first time in front of Fang Jianyuan.

Xia Xingcheng sat behind the counter, tidied up the desk, opened the book and pressed it.

Yang Youming was still standing aside to let the makeup artist make up. His assistant, Li Yun, a woman in her thirty, had been working with him for many years. At this time, she was standing beside him and joking with him.

Xia Xingcheng didn’t deliberately stare at Yang Youming, but the rest of his eyes noticed that Yang Youming’s posture was relaxed, and he might be the only one who felt nervous before shooting.

Yesterday’s shooting was very smooth, but it didn’t bring him the ease that others expected. Instead, it made him feel more pressure. He was afraid that he could not catch Yang Youming’s play, and he was afraid that he couldn’t make He Zheng satisfied.

And when he saw Yang Youming now, he would have an unspeakable tension.

He Zheng asked everyone to prepare for the shooting.

Xia Xingcheng had looked down at the book, waiting for He Zheng to say the beginning.

“Start!”

Suddenly the scene quieted down, and the sound of the broken prop fan was very clear.

Xia Xingcheng lowered his head to read a book. He didn’t hear the footsteps. He just felt a shadow cast on the book in front of him, blocking the light outside.

So he looked up and saw Yang Youming standing in front of him.

“What do you want?” Xia Xingcheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva before asking.

Yang Youming put his hand on the counter. He took a look at the shelf behind Xia Xingcheng and said, “Bring me a pack of cigarettes.”

Xia Xingcheng quickly stood up.

At the same time, He Zheng also called to stop.

“You felt too tight,” He Zheng said to Xia Xingcheng. “he is an ordinary guest now. What are you nervous about?”

Xia Xingcheng nodded. He took a few deep breaths and moved his neck and wrist to show that he was ready to come back.

He relaxed his posture a little.

Yang Youming came in and said, “Bring me a pack of cigarettes.”

Xia Xingcheng stood up and turned to the shelf to get a cigarette with a slight sound “hum”.

At this time, Yang Youming walked straight in from the counter and looked into the small grocery store.

Xia Xingcheng’s hand didn’t touch the smoke. He suddenly turned around and said, “What kind of smoke do you want?”

Yang Youming stopped and asked him, “Do you have a house to rent?”

At the door of the grocery store there was a small advertisement for rent.

Xia Xingcheng said, “Wait a moment,” he went to the door and shouted at the mahjong hall next door, “Mom!”

When the shooting stopped, He Zheng looked at the monitor once, and said, “One more time, relax.”

The shooting didn’t go well.

Yesterday’s passion play, Xia Xingcheng was completely led by Yang Youming. Today’s first play, He Zheng couldn’t be satisfied with him after having repeated several times.

He Zheng said, “You are acting, but you can’t do without any trace of acting.”

He Zheng was an uncompromising man, but he had high requirements. He didn’t mind repeating it over and over again. He had to achieve the final satisfactory result.

In this state, Xia Xingcheng could only feel more and more uncomfortable. He was at a loss.

Yang Youming offered, “Have a rest.”

He Zheng nodded his head.

Xia Xingcheng went back to his little reclining chair and sat down, took the paper towel and wiped his sweat. After the makeup artist made up his makeup, he grabbed a small fan and blew it to his face while watching the script spread out on his legs. He wanted He Zheng to tell him how to perform, such as the tone of each line, the rhythm of each action, but He Zheng didn’t say it, just told him to do it again.

For him at present, having too much freedom bounded his hands and feet. He dare not play, as if how to play was not satisfactory to the director.

However, He Zheng was not the small directors he had worked with in the past, but he was the big director he was unable to refute at present.

Xia Xingcheng read the content of the script to be shot today again.

Suddenly, someone squatted in front of him and handed him a bottle of ice water.

Xia Xingcheng looked up and found that the man was Yang Youming. He immediately jumped to his feet.

Yang Youming put his hand on his knee to stop him from getting up and said, “I told Li Yun to buy it. Have a drink.” After that, he unscrewed the lid of the bottle and handed the water to Xia Xingcheng.

Xia Xingcheng didn’t drink. He said, “Brother Ming, please sit down first.”

Yang Youming was still crouching in front of him and looked up at him slightly when he spoken. “Am I making you nervous or He Zheng makes you nervous?”

Xia Xingcheng was stunned. He said, “I’m sorry.” Because he dragged Yang Youming down.

Yang Youming smiled, his eyes curved with a little tenderness that words couldn’t express. He said: “I am Yu Haiyang, you are Fang Jianyuan. If we need to say sorry, it’s me to you, not you to me.”

Xia Xingcheng looked at him a little stunned.

“You’re not Xia Xingcheng playing Fang Jianyuan, you’re Fang Jianyuan, a freshman boy. What’s the reaction when he meets a strange man to buy something? What’s the reaction when he says he wants to rent a house?” Yang Youming said.

Xia Xingcheng sipped his lips. “Brother Ming, if it’s you, what would you do?”

“If I tell you, it’s my Fang Jianyuan, not yours,” Yang Youming said to him.

Xia Xingcheng held the cold mineral water bottle with both hands.

“What are you paying attention to when you are acting?” Yang continued to say: “Where is the camera aiming? Will the noisy fan affect the line reception? Does the close-up look good? Is He Zheng satisfied? “

Xia Xingcheng didn’t answer.

Yang Youming said, “Just look at me. You don’t have to worry about those things. It’s not your responsibility to worry about what’s wrong. It’s other’s responsibility to have a bad effect. There are only two of us in this play. Just look at me. Fang Jianyuan sees Yu Haiyang for the first time. What do you think and say? Put yourself in the role. Think again. “

Xia Xingcheng looked at Yang Youming closely, his eyes did not blink.

Yang Youming stood up and slightly bent down to touch Xia Xingcheng’s head this time. “When Fang Jianyuan sees a strange man coming to buy things, he will not be nervous. But he will be alert when the strange man looks around. You felt relaxed when you hear that he wants to rent a house, consider it for yourself.”

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