After dinner, Fang's mother cleared the table, Fang Jianyuan took the empty beer bottle back to the grocery store, and the delivery person came to take it away tomorrow.
Yu Haiyang, the guest, naturally wants to go back to rest.
At this time, although it was already dark, the light switch of the grocery store was at the door, and Fang Jianyuan was always too lazy to turn it on. There was only a little light from the kitchen at the back.
Xia Xingcheng, who played Fang Jianyuan, squatted on the ground and put the beer bottles back into the grid of the plastic box one by one. He moved quickly and with some force to vent his emotions.
Xia Xingcheng, who was completely in Fang Jianyuan's mood, didn't even need to carefully design every action of his own. Many of them were instinctive reactions. He was really angry.
At this time, Yang Youming, who played Yu Haiyang, came and looked at him leaning against the door.
Xia Xingcheng put the beer bottle away, then grabbed the edge of the plastic box and piled it to one side. When he retracted his hand, his fingers were cut by the rough edge.
It wasn't on the script, it was just an accident.
But Xia Xingcheng didn't stop. He was already familiar with He Zheng's habit of filming. He Zheng didn't have a fixed flow for each scene, all he needed was a feeling. For He Zheng, as long as it feels right, he will not object if you change all the lines.
He stood up and looked down to see the wound oozing blood.
Yang Youming came over.
For Yang Youming, this accident was also an on-the-spot play without a script, and it all depended on his understanding of the characters.
He didn't appear nervous or urgent, just approached and grabbed Xia Xingcheng's hand gently, lowered his head and glanced at the wound, then looked up into his eyes, "So, what are you mad at?"
Xia Xingcheng suddenly pulled his hand out of his hand, "Don't worry about it!" He bumped into the empty beer bottle crate piled up behind him, making a loud noise.
Both of them stopped moving, and Yang Youming had a subconscious movement to look outside.
After a while, he lowered his voice and said to Xia Xingcheng, "Is there a Band-Aid in the store?"
Xia Xingcheng didn't answer, Yang Youming walked to the counter and tore off a long Band-Aid hanging on the wall.
This was originally a prop, hanging in an inconspicuous corner. If you didn't look closely, you might not be able to notice it, and the camera probably didn't take much of it.
Yang Youxian obviously saw it and remembered it.
He walked back, tore the Band-Aid off, grabbed Xia Xingcheng's hand and carefully helped him stick it to the wound.
This time Xia Xingcheng did not push him away.
Yang Youming helped him patch the wound, but he didn't let go of his hand. He bent slightly and asked at a level with him, "Why are you unhappy? Tell me."
Xia Xingcheng saw that Yang Youming's eyes were full of tenderness.
He turned his face away, not wanting to indulge in it.
Yang Youming grabbed his hand and gently rubbed his palm and finger pulp, a warm and slightly rough touch came, Xia Xingcheng could even feel the thin calluses in his palm.
The stuffy studio and the grocery store without air conditioning, Yang Youming and Yu Haiyang, were all integrated in front of Xia Xingcheng.
His heart beat away, sweat soaked his back, and he wanted to let go but was reluctant to break free.
Then he couldn't help but look at Yang Youming again, looked deeply into his eyes, and felt that he couldn't even breathe so smoothly.
Yang Youming suddenly smiled, the corners of his eyes bent down and the corners of his mouth raised.
Xia Xingcheng didn't know that in the eyes of the monitor and others, he was an image with red cheeks and a hesitant expression.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Youming approached slowly, wanting to kiss his lips.
Here is the content of the script, Yu Haiyang wanted to kiss Fang Jianyuan, but Fang Jianyuan was nervous and scared, he pushed Yu Haiyang hard, Yu Haiyang slammed his back against the door, he was a little angry at first, and then laughed and coaxed Fang Jianyuan .
But Xia Xingcheng couldn't remember what was written in the script at this time. He was frightened and angry, although he couldn't tell why the anger came.
When Yang Youming's lips were almost on his lips and felt the soft touch, Xia Xingcheng didn't push him away, but suddenly to everyone's surprise, he raised his hand and gave Yang Youming a slap in the face.
"Crack!" A crisp sound, especially loud in the quiet shooting scene.
This sound seemed to wake Xia Xingcheng suddenly, returning from the narrow grocery store to the tall photo studio, he was suddenly stunned.
Yang Youming's face was slapped in the wrong direction. He turned around to look at Xia Xingcheng with an undisguised anger on his face, then let go of Xia Xingcheng, turned around and strode out from the back door.
Xia Xingcheng squatted down slowly, raised his hand to cover his face.
This scene can end here, He Zheng shouted "cut!"
The lights on the scene were brightened, and the staff were busy walking back and forth, but they did not speak. Because of the scene just now, everyone knows that there is no slap in the face in this scene. Even if it is, it should not be so unskilled and real, after all, that is Yang Youming.
Huang Jixin may be the only one who didn't know the content of the script. He just felt the abnormal atmosphere. After watching Xia Xingcheng finished filming, he still squatted on the ground and didn't get up, so he rushed over to help him up before assistant Xiao Tang.
He held Xia Xingcheng's shoulders with both hands, and when he wanted to ask him what was wrong, he heard Xia Xingcheng whisper, "It's over."
When Huang Jixin heard his tone sink to the bottom, he became worried and asked him, "What's going on?"
Xia Xingcheng was helped to stand up, and when he looked up and found that it was Huang Jixin, he planted his head on his shoulder and said, "Jixin, I'm dead."
Huang Jixin noticed something, glanced at Yang Youming, and saw Yang Youming's assistant Li Yun was covering his face with a wet tissue.
When Huang Jixin looked over, it happened that Yang Youming also glanced here, and then turned his eyes away.