Xia Xingcheng walked to the reclining chair prepared for him by the crew and sat down, raised his head and covered his face with the tissue paper his assistant handed him to wipe his sweat.
Huang Jixin sat on the small stool beside him. Seeing that he was not in a good state, he lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong? I didn't play very well just now."
In Huang Jixin's opinion, Xia Xingcheng's performance probably belonged to an extraordinary performance.
Xia Xingcheng didn't know what to say, the scene just now had nothing to do with his performance, and Yang Youming was leading it all by himself.
Huang Jixin said, "I'll tell you to be careful when accepting this scene." He felt that Xia Xingcheng might not be able to accept making intimate scenes with men.
Xia Xingcheng tore off the tissue from his face, folded it twice, and wiped the sweat from his forehead silently.
Huang Jixin has been Xia Xingcheng's manager since his debut. The two have always had a good relationship. He is a few years older than Xia Xingcheng. At this time, he couldn't help but comfort him in a low voice: "If you don't shoot this kind of thing, don't say it, even if Regardless of the issue of the contract, if you tell He Zheng not to shoot at this time, it will have a great impact on your own future development."
The tissue in Xia Xingcheng's hand was already wrinkled, he still used it to wipe the sweat from the corners of his eyes, looked ahead, and said, "I know." Those words were just words.
Huang Jixin patted him on the shoulder, "It's no big deal, it's just being kissed and touched by a man. Besides, he's not an ordinary man. If it's not good, everyone will think that you took advantage of the big actor."
Xia Xingcheng couldn't hold back and glared at him.
Huang Jixin said: "It's okay, filming well, I'm optimistic about you."
Today's announcement consists of two scenes in total. The second scene immediately follows the previous scene. After entering the room, the two people are making out on the bed.
Fang Jianyuan's room is not big, but it has a south-facing window, and sitting in front of the window can get the sun all year round. In front of the window is a desk, next to the desk is a wooden wardrobe, and in the middle of the room is a single bed.
When He Zheng was talking to them, he was leaning against the desk in front of the window, while Xia Xingcheng and Yang Youming were sitting beside the bed.
Yu Haiyang pulled Fang Jianyuan into the room, overwhelmed him on the bed, kissed him and touched him, Fang Jianyuan was both excited and scared, until Yu Haiyang was about to take off his pants, he was scared to cry, Yu Haiyang stopped and comforted him in turn .
He Zheng said: "Yu Haiyang is very good at provoking, don't be too rude, in his opinion it is your own will, not forcing, Fang Jianyuan is very young, it is not that he does not like Yu Haiyang, but he is afraid, to this This kind of thing and the fear of this relationship."
Xia Xingcheng looked at the top of the script and started crying with fright. He was a little anxious and didn't know if he could cry.
He Zheng said to him: "You were in the right mood just now, so you maintained this mood."
Xia Xingcheng raised his hand and brushed his hair to hide his unease.
The lights are being adjusted outside the window, and the warm yellow light like the sun shines in, raising the temperature of the entire shed a lot.
For a moment, Xia Xingcheng really felt that he was drifting away from that summer afternoon with Yu Haiyang.
Yang Youming was sitting beside him, and he had been silent all the time, but then he suddenly said, "I want a boy's way of crying."
When Xia Xingcheng didn't fully understand what he meant, He Zheng immediately said: "Yes, if you want a boy to cry like that, you should experience it."
Yang Youming's most award-winning play was with He Zheng. After that, they collaborated on two more plays, and the tacit understanding between them would be revealed unconsciously.
On the other hand, Xia Xingcheng felt that he was completely out of the situation. He tried hard to think about what constituted a boy's way of crying.
He Zheng asked them to walk first.
Xia Xingcheng stood up, and then saw Yang Youming also get up and stand face to face with him.
Yang Youming was nearly three centimeters taller than Xia Xingcheng. When he looked at him, he looked down slightly and looked directly into his eyes.
Xia Xingcheng pursed his lips.
Yang Youming stretched out his hand and pushed him onto the bed, without giving him a chance to react, he pressed him all over.
It wasn't really pressing. He rested his hands on the bed, and his chest was only pressed against Xia Xingcheng's body, but the pressure and heat still made Xia Xingcheng unable to move.
He Zheng observed the angle in the camera, asked them to make some adjustments, and said, "Okay, that's it for a while, you have to be strong but not rude."
Xia Xingcheng felt a little puzzled about how to distinguish between power and rudeness in performance.
He Zheng continued: "Pull up his clothes, unbutton and zip his trousers after a while, and then Xia Xingcheng is going to resist, you should appease him first, and then you will persuade him when he starts crying."
Yang Youming pretended to take off Xia Xingcheng's pants, and Xia Xingcheng reached out and pushed him.
He Zheng said, "No."
Xia Xingcheng was stunned for a moment.
Yang Youming said in his ear, "Shouldn't you hold onto your pants at this time?"
Xia Xingcheng understood, grabbed his pants with one hand, turned sideways to block Yang Youming's movements, and pushed him with the other.
Yang Youming paused and said the lines in the script: "Don't be afraid, it will be alright."
Xia Xingcheng remembered the line, "I don't want it."
Yang Youming said, "Silly boy." He still wanted to continue.
Xia Xingcheng clutched his pants tightly, turned over and lay on the bed, covering his face with the other hand, his shoulders twitching.
Yang Youming stopped and did not continue.
He Zheng stood up, looked at Xia Xingcheng, and said, "Your mood is not right, adjust it."
Xia Xingcheng rolled over and sat on the bed, and suddenly remembered the documentary he had watched before. He Zheng told you that you were wrong, but he didn't tell you what was right.
He became confused and looked at Yang Youming, who was sitting beside the bed, seeing that He Zheng had not come over.
Yang Youming took a sip of water from the water cup handed by his assistant, and noticed Xia Xingcheng's eyes when he handed it back. In this way, I will let He Zheng clear the scene now, and we will go through the whole scene to help you get back your emotions."