Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Xia Xingcheng went to the reclining chair prepared for him by the crew and sat down. He raised his head and put the paper towel handed by the assistant to wipe the sweat on his face.

Huang Jixin sat on the small stool beside him. Seeing that he was not in good condition, he lowered his voice and asked, “What’s the matter? It wasn’t very good just now. “

In Huang Jixin’s opinion, Xia Xingcheng’s performance was extraordinary.

Xia Xingcheng didn’t know what to say. The play just now had nothing to do with his performance. It’s Yang Youming alone who was leading him on.

Huang Jixin said, “I have told you to be careful about taking this play.” He thought that Xia Xingcheng might not accept making intimate scenes with men.

Xia Xingcheng pulled the tissue off his face, folded it twice, and silently wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Huang Jixin had been his agent since Xia Xingcheng started his career. The relationship between them had always been good. He was several years older than Xia Xingcheng. At this time, he couldn’t help comforting him in a low voice: “You’d better not say that you don’t want to shoot, Even if you don’t consider the contract, it will have a great impact on your future development if you tell He Zheng you don’t shoot.”

The tissue in Xia Xingcheng’s hand had been wrinkled into a ball. He still used it to wipe the sweat in the corner of his eyes, looked forward and said, “I know.” That’s just saying.

Huang Jixin patted him on the shoulder. “It’s no big deal. It’s just touched and kissed by a man. Besides, he’s not an ordinary man. After that, everyone will think you’ve taken advantage of the great movie king.”

Xia Xingcheng couldn’t help staring at him.

Huang Jixin said, “It’s OK. Do a good job. I believe you.”

Today’s announcement consists of two scenes. The second scene is the intimate scene of two people in bed after entering the room.

Fang Jianyuan’s room was not big, but there was a window facing south. He could get the sun by sitting in front of the window all year round. In front of the window was a desk. There was a wooden wardrobe beside the desk. In the middle of the room was a single bed.

When He Zheng told them about the play, he leaned against the desk in front of the window, while Xia Xingcheng and Yang Youming sat beside the bed.

Yu Haiyang pulled Fang Jianyuan into the room, collapsed on the bed, kissed him and touched him. Fang Jianyuan was both excited and scared. Until Yu Haiyang wanted to pick up his pants, he was frightened to cry. Yu Haiyang stopped, and comforted him in turn.

He Zheng said: “Yu Haiyang was very good at teasing. Don’t be too rude. In his opinion, it’s what you want. It’s not coercion. Fang Jianyuan was astringent. He doesn’t dislike Yu Haiyang, but he was afraid of this kind of thing and the relationship.”

Xia Xingcheng read the script, it said: “Fang Jianyuan was scared to cry.” He was a little worried about these simple words and he didn’t know if he could cry.

He Zheng said to him, “You were in the right mood just now, so you should maintain it.”

Xia Xingcheng raised is hand and plucked his hair to hide his uneasiness.

The light was being adjusted outside the window. The warm yellow light shines in like the sun, which raised the temperature of the whole shed a lot.

For a moment, Xia Xingcheng felt that his prescription was getting far away with Yu Haiyang that summer afternoon.

Yang Youming sat beside him. He had been silent all the time. Suddenly he said, “You need to cry like a boy.”

When Xia Xingcheng didn’t fully understand what he meant, He Zheng immediately said, “Yes, I want you to cry like a boy. You can experience it.”

Yang Youming won the most awards in one play with He Zheng. After that, they cooperated with each other in two more plays. The tacit understanding between them would be revealed unconsciously.

Xia Xingcheng felt that he was completely out of the situation, and he tried to think about what was the boy’s crying method.

He Zheng let them have a try.

Xia Xingcheng stood up, and then saw Yang Youming stood up too; he was standing face to face with him.

Yang Youming was nearly 3centimeter higher than Xia Xingcheng. When he looked at him, he looked down slightly and straight into his eyes.

Xia Xingcheng pursed his lips.

Yang Youming reached out his hand and pushed him down on the bed. Without giving him a chance to react, he pressed on the whole body.

It’s not really pressing either. His hands were on the bed, and his chest was only virtually against Xia Xingcheng’s body, but that kind of pressure and heat still made Xia Xingcheng unable to move.

He Zheng looked at the angle in the lens, asked them to make some adjustments, and then he said, “OK, that’s it later. You need to be strong but not rough.”

How to distinguish between strong and rough in the performance, Xia Xingcheng felt a little confused.

He Zheng continued: “Pull up his clothes, untie the buttons and zippers of his pants later, and Xia Xingcheng will resist. You should appease him first, and then you can stop thinking and persuade him when he cries.”

Yang Youming pretended to take off Xia Xingcheng’s pants, and Xia Xingcheng reached out to push him.

He Zheng said, “No.”

Xia Xingcheng was stunned.

Yang Youming said in his ear, “Shouldn’t you hold on to your pants at this time?”

Xia Xingcheng understood. He grabbed his pants with one hand, turned sideways to block Yang’s movements, and pushed him with the other hand.

Yang Youming paused and said the lines in the script: “Don’t be afraid, it will be OK.”

Xia Xingcheng remembered the line, “I don’t want to do.”

“Silly boy,” Yang Youming said and he wanted to go on.

Xia Xingcheng grabbed his pants tightly, turned over and lied on the bed, covered his face with his other hand, and twitched his shoulders.

Yang Youming stopped and he didn’t continue.

He Zheng stood up, looked at Xia Xingcheng, and said, “You are not in the right mood. Have a rest.”

Xia Xingcheng turned over and sat on the bed, suddenly thinking of the documentary he saw before. He Zheng told you that you were not right, but he didn’t tell you how to do right.

He was confused and uneasy. Seeing that He Zheng had not come, he looked at Yang Youming, who was sitting by the bed.

Yang Youming took a sip of water from his assistant’s water glass. When he returned it, he noticed Xia Xingcheng’s eyes. His moist and red mouth slightly rose, and his eyes fell on Xia Xingcheng’s hand, which still held his pants tightly. He said, “Why don’t I let He Zheng clear the scene now? Let’s walk through the play completely to help you get back the mood you just had.”

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