Yang Youming's lines are very good, his voice is soft and clear, his emotions are delicate and his intonation is natural.
He looked at Xia Xingcheng and said, "I have been urged by my parents to marry me since I was twenty-five years old. Until the year before last, my mother fell ill very seriously. The doctor was critically ill twice. She told me when she was in the hospital bed, If she doesn't see me getting married, she won't rest her eyes when she dies."
Xia Xingcheng said calmly, "So you went to get married?"
"She later got better. She introduced Xu Jia before she was discharged from the hospital and asked me to go on a blind date. We got married within three months of knowing each other." Yang Youming had been squatting in front of the bed, looking up at Xia Xingcheng.
Xia Xingcheng didn't look at him from beginning to end, but said impatiently, "I don't know what you want to say?"
Yang Youming wanted to hold Xia Xingcheng's hand by his leg, but Xia Xingcheng avoided it, so he continued: "You know why you got married in less than three months? Because I don't like her, and she doesn't like me, we It's all about finding someone to marry. Maybe you can't tell, but Xu Jia is actually a year older than me, and she just can't stand the pressure from her family. She wants to find a man to marry her at this age, whether she loves her or not. It doesn't matter."
Xia Xingcheng finally looked into his eyes: "Why do you say she doesn't love you?"
Yang Youming said: "You can feel whether a person loves you or not."
Xia Xingcheng said again, "Have you ever slept with her?"
Yang Youming stood up slowly, leaned his back against the wall, lowered his head slightly and did not answer.
Xia Xingcheng's speech speeded up, with some resentment in his tone: "You don't love her, and she doesn't love you, so are you going to divorce?"
Yang Youming was silent for a moment, then he said, "Xiaoyuan, there are many things in life that you can't do as you want. You will understand when you reach my age."
Xia Xingcheng grabbed the alarm clock on the bedside table and smashed it heavily on Yang Youming's body. It just hit Yang Youming's lower abdomen, and then fell to the ground and rolled twice.
Yang Youming frowned slightly, and subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it on the place where the lower abdomen was hit.
Xia Xingcheng was stunned for a while. The lines he wanted to say could not be said. He was in a trance. He didn't know whether to tell Yang Youming or He Zheng. He said, "I'm sorry." Then he got off the bed and walked in front of Yang Youming. He asked, "Brother Ming, are you alright?"
Just now, he knew how heavy he was. Although it was just a specially made item, Xia Xingcheng was still afraid of hitting Yang Youming.
Yang Youming shook his head and said, "It's okay."
He Zheng stood up from the small stool, looked over with his head, and asked, "Are you not injured?"
Yang Youming said to him, "It's nothing, let's continue."
He Zheng glanced at Xia Xingcheng and said to Yang Youming, "It's better to take a rest and see if you are hurt."
After He Zheng finished speaking and sat down, Shen Yan approached He Zheng and said, "Xia Xingcheng's acting is really good. It's the first time I've seen such a good acting emotion among actors of his age."
He Zheng watched the playback on the screen, listened to Shen Yan's words, and only scratched his hair and sighed.
Shen Yan added: "And there is a tacit understanding between him and Yang Youming."
He Zheng said: "Xiao Xia is not bad, and it's good that You Ming can bring him into the play."
Xia Xingcheng was still looking at Yang Youming, the concern on his face could not be concealed.
Yang Youming smiled and said to him, "It's really okay, that alarm clock is fluttering, and it won't hurt anyone."
Xia Xingcheng said "um" and said, "I'm sorry."
The smile on Yang Youming's face gradually became a little complicated, and he said, "Your face has not been very good these two days."
Xia Xingcheng subconsciously raised his hand and touched his face, and said, "I haven't slept very well recently."
"Insomnia?" Yang Youming asked him.
Xia Xingcheng didn't say whether it was or not. He took the water cup handed by Xiao Tang, which contained a cup of coffee, but he didn't rush to open it and drink it. He just walked to the bed and sat down, raised his head and asked Yang Youming, "Brother Ming, do you know what to do? Are your emotions affected by your role?"
Without thinking about it, Yang Youming said, "Of course I will."
Xia Xingcheng silently touched the bottom of the cup with his fingers.
Yang Youming said to him: "But after the filming, I will adjust myself. You can't always think about it. The more you think, the easier it is to get yourself into it." After that, he added, "So is insomnia."
Xia Xingcheng lowered his head and slowly took a sip of the coffee in the cup.
Yang Youming looked at Xia Xingcheng silently, and after about half a minute, he raised his head and suddenly said loudly to the people around him, "Well, I'll have afternoon tea this afternoon, both coffee, milk, tea and cakes are fine. You order takeout and ask me to pay for it. ."
He Zheng was the first to whistle, and the other staff cheered.
Xia Xingcheng still didn't raise his head, he drank coffee one by one until the cup was empty, stood up and said to He Zheng, "Director He, I can start anytime."
Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang parted unhappily.
No matter how Yu Haiyang explained his feelings and how he expressed his feelings towards the other party, it was unforgivable in Fang Jianyuan's view.
At the end of the scene, Xia Xingcheng said to Yang Youming with red eyes: "Go away! You liar! Get out of my house! I will never see you again!"
Yang Youming nodded repeatedly. His eyes were filled with helplessness and exhaustion. When he walked outside, he said, "I love you, Xiaoyuan."
In the afternoon, when the assistant of Life Production took his mobile phone and asked Xia Xingcheng what afternoon tea he wanted, he didn't need to say anything. As a result, after the afternoon tea was delivered, the assistant still brought him a chocolate-flavored cake.
Xia Xingcheng said, "Didn't I say no?"
The assistant obviously didn't understand what was going on. When she was still trying to ask someone, Yang Youming took the cake from her hand and said to Xia Xingcheng, "I told them to buy it for you."
Xia Xingcheng immediately wanted to stand up.
Yang Youming pressed his shoulders to keep him from getting up, then sat beside him, opened the cardboard box containing the cake, took out the plastic spoon inside and handed it to Xia Xingcheng, "Eating some sweets can make you relax. You're insomniac, it's best not to drink coffee."
Xia Xingcheng reached out and took the spoon, but the cake was still in Yang Youming's hand.
Yang Youming said, "You are too thin."
Xia Xingcheng smiled, and he said, "The role needs it." He couldn't bear to look at Yang Youming, so he lowered his head, scooped a spoonful of cake with a spoon, hesitated, and handed the spoon with the cake to Yang Youming, First ask him: "Do you want to eat?"
Yang Youming opened his mouth to hold the cake, but was careful not to touch the spoon. After eating the cake, he said, "It tastes good, you eat more."