Chapter 16

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Chapter 16

Before shooting in the afternoon, He Zheng gave a play lecture to Xia Xingcheng alone.

He Zheng said, “This play is actually very important. I don’t know if you realize it?”

Xia Xingcheng silently rubbed the sweat on his pants.

He Zheng asked him, “How long has Fang Jianyuan known Yu Haiyang?”

Xia Xingcheng looked up and said, “It’s been a few days.”

He Zheng said, “Do you feel the change of his attitude before and after the play?”

The script in Xia Xingcheng’s hand had been wrinkled by him. He recalled the plot before and after, saying: “he began to care more about Yu Haiyang, and he dodged him a little.”

He Zheng rubbed his fingers, and his belly was a little yellow with smoke. He leaned lazily on the counter of the grocery store and looked at Xia Xingcheng sitting inside: “He was in a heartbeat. Notice, it’s moved, but not falling in love.”

Xia Xingcheng looked up at He Zheng seriously.

He Zheng said: “We can shoot the play later, but if you can’t express the subtle difference of his moving heart, I don’t think you can get into the mood well by shooting the back part first.”

Xia Xingcheng looked down and said, “I’m sorry.”

“No, no, no,” He Zheng said, “you are not sorry. You have to get into the role well. I think you did well the last two days, but you are not in the right mood today.”

Xia Xingcheng raised his right hand, propped up his jaw with his palm, and put his fingers on his lips. He didn’t say anything more. He couldn’t tell He Zheng that his condition was wrong because he went out to play last night and slept with a woman.

He Zheng continued: “People will be attracted to many people and things, such as Lovely children, beautiful women, kittens and dogs. If it’s instinctive, he will always follow with his eyes and he wants to talk, wants to be close, and wants to touch. But Fang Jianyuan realized the problem of the object, so he would avoid his instinct. If his eyes unconsciously chase him, he would dodge, if he was close to him, he would stay away, which could be reflected in many details.”

Xia Xingcheng listened carefully and nodded. He had just made up his face. His whole face was soft and delicate. When his face was focused, the pure sense of college students would appear unconsciously.

The reason why He Zheng chose Xia Xingcheng to play Fang Jianyuan at the beginning was that he was attracted by this look on his face, which made him feel like he was an old friend.

Now He Zheng was also patient. After all, he chose the person by himself. He didn’t think he chose the wrong one, so he raised his hand and patted Xia Xingcheng on the shoulder, “You can think about these details more about how to fully show Fang Jianyuan’s emotion in front of the camera.”

He Zheng said these words and left.

Xia Xingcheng looked at his back and saw him go to the corner of the studio where Yang Youming was sitting. He Zheng said something to Yang Youming after he went there, Yang Youming took a look at Xia Xingcheng and then raised his head to talk to He Zheng.

The distance was too far. Xia Xingcheng didn’t know what they said, only to see Yang Youming finally smile. He always felt that they might be talking about him.

He Zheng said that today’s play looked ordinary, but it was actually a change of Fang Jianyuan’s mentality.

Mom was not at home today.

The boy who delivered to the grocery store moved more than ten boxes of drinks and beer to the floor of the grocery store. Fang Jianyuan was almost at a loss and hurriedly counted the goods. He signed the bill of lading delivered by the boy, and then the boy drove away.

Fang Jianyuan was alone in the grocery store, carrying boxes into the back room where the goods were stored.

There was the first floor originally. There was only one window in that room, which was covered by the stacked goods for more than half, so the whole room was very dark.

Fang Jianyuan didn’t turn on the light or air conditioner in the room. He piled up the paper boxes neatly, and soon there was sweat sliding down his cheeks and neck, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

When he put a box of drinks on the top, he accidentally bumped into a row of shelves nearby, and a bag of sugar fell from it.

Fang Jianyuan stooped to pick it up, and then he stood on tiptoe to try to put the bag of sugar back.

It’s a little short.

One hand suddenly took the sugar from his hand and put it back on the high shelf.

Fang Jianyuan was startled, turned around suddenly to bump his back on the shelf, and saw Yu Haiyang appear behind him quietly.

Yu Haiyang smiled at him, “How much more? I’ll help you.”

Fang Jianyuan glanced at the goods on the ground and he didn’t speak.

Yu Haiyang was wearing a clean and neat shirt, and his wrist had a smell of the light and refreshing perfume. Although Fang Jianyuan never answered him, he raised his hand, unbuttoned the cuff one by one, and then slowly untied the button from the top to the bottom.

Here was a close-up of Fang Jianyuan’s expression. His vision turned slightly with Yu Haiyang’s hand movement. He also didn’t know why an adult man’s undressing action attracted him so much. His expression was focused and ignorant.

Yu Haiyang took off his shirt and hung it on the shelf next to him. Under the shirt was a beautiful male body. Every inch of muscle was just right, smooth and good-looking, from the arm to the chest, to the abdomen disappeared at the belt of the waistband.

Fang Jianyuan’s right hand unconsciously grasped the shelf behind him.

The camera depicted Yu Haiyang’s body very carefully in here, with a clear implication. In a sense, this was what Fang Jianyuan saw in his eyes. In his 18-year-old physical development and maturity year, he started a new period of sexual enlightenment, which he never thought of or expected before.

Yu Haiyang bent down to move the cartons.

Fang Jianyuan’s eyes still chased him. When Yu Haiyang stood up straight, he turned his eyes away in a hurry. He looked flustered unconsciously. Then he began to stoop and carry on carrying the box. He didn’t even remember to say thank you to Yu Haiyang.

This was a close-up of Fang Jianyuan’s expression. For Xia Xingcheng of this age, if he didn’t really integrate into the role to feel his mood, it’s almost impossible to express it by performing skills alone.

The whole play of “Drifting Further” was just like this. It was full of a large number of facial features, body features, no inner monologue, and all emotions should be expressed through eyes and actions.

The final result was that He Zheng, as a director, wanted to express to the audience, while Fang Jianyuan, as an actor, wanted to express what he wanted to express.

He Zheng said that you should be moved, adored and sad, but he wouldn’t say that you should hold the shelf secretly and wait for him to dodge or shed tears when he saw you, and how to wipe them.

The inner emotion was reflected in the look and body. Everyone was different. Only when Xia Xingcheng had completely entered the role of Fang Jianyuan, maybe he could change the way of saying, when Fang Jianyuan’s soul occupied Xia Xingcheng’s body, it would be a natural reaction. No one needed to tell him how to act.

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