Xia Xingcheng immersed himself in the bathtub, letting the water cover his head. Soon, the air in his body was exhausted, and in the suffocation that continued to cause pain in his chest, he suddenly stuck his head out of the water, gasping for breath.
The water ran down his hair, he raised his hand to wipe a handful of water from his face, leaned back, rested his head on the edge of the bathtub, and closed his eyes.
When Xia Xingcheng came out of the bathroom, he saw Huang Jixin sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.
"You haven't left yet?" He pulled the towel off his head and sat beside the bed in a bathrobe.
Huang Jixin said, "Aren't you worried? I'll stay with you for two more days."
Xia Xingcheng didn't speak, sighed and fell back on the bed, his legs stretched out from the hem of the bathrobe, white and slender.
Huang Jixin stood up with a cigarette in his mouth and walked to the bedside, looking down at him, "What's the matter? Look at your dejected look."
Xia Xingcheng was rarely able to speak his mind in front of Huang Jixin. He said, "I'm under a lot of pressure."
"Hey, buddy, is this the first day of filming, okay?" Huang Jixin expressed incomprehension, "And you performed very well today. He Zheng is not famous for his high demands, but he ended work so quickly today."
Xia Xingcheng raised his hand to cover his face, "That's not because I played well."
Huang Jixin said, "I know Yang Youming is doing a good job, don't you want your cooperation?"
Xia Xingcheng shook his head, not knowing how to tell him.
Huang Jixin stretched out his foot and kicked his calf, "Cheer up, don't wilt on the first day, this movie will take so long to shoot, you have a hard-won opportunity, take advantage of it."
Xia Xingcheng said, "I see."
After Huang Jixin left, Xia Xingcheng lay aimlessly on the bed for a while. He remembered something, turned over and found the phone on the bedside table, and called Xiao Yu.
The phone rang several times and Xiao Yu didn't answer.
After the dialing ended automatically, Xia Xingcheng received a message from Xiao Yu and said, "It's boring, let's forget it."
Xia Xingcheng stared at the words for a while, he knew the day was coming, but he didn't expect Xiao Yu to say it first, so he replied, "I see, I wish you the best."
Xiao Yu did not return to him.
Xia Xingcheng waited blankly for a while and opened Weibo.
Instead of looking at his Weibo comments and forwarding, he found Yang Youming's Weibo and clicked on the homepage to find that he actually updated it today.
Yang Youming posted a photo of the setting of Fang Jianyuan's hut, the single bed, the desk, and the bright glass windows that let in the sunlight.
This is an ordinary-looking photo, but when he saw that bed, Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but think of what happened on that bed today, and he became flustered.
There are many comments from Yang Youming's fans below the photo. The first one of the hot comments asked him: "Is it a new drama?"
He Zheng's film has not been publicly promoted, but there have been a lot of online revelations, and some paparazzi still took photos of Yang Youming on the set.
Of course, Yang Youming won't answer such a question. His entire Weibo only has photos and no text. It seems that he just wants to post a photo instead of sharing his life with fans. He has always been a bit cold in the online world.
But this does not affect the love of fans and audiences for him. He has reached his current status in the film industry, and even if he does not maintain exposure, it will not hinder his development. On the contrary, Xia Xingcheng must continue to film and appear in public from time to time, so that the audience will not forget him and the fans will not leave him.
He needs good works and public recognition to establish himself, not his good-looking face.
Xia Xingcheng looked at the photo for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had accidentally liked Yang Youming's Weibo.
He was stunned for a moment, since it was impossible to cancel the like already, he simply followed Yang Youming's Weibo, anyway, he was a junior, even if Yang Youming didn't respond, there was nothing to be ashamed of.
Afterwards, he closed Weibo, lying on the bed and reading the script with heavy thoughts, preparing for tomorrow's shooting.
There was no intimacy scene the next day.
What He Zheng wanted to shoot was the first meeting between Fang Jianyuan and Yu Haiyang.
In the morning, when Xia Xingcheng finished putting on makeup and opened the door of the lounge, he bumped into Yang Youming.
Yang Youming had already changed his clothes, and was dressed in a shirt and suit trousers again. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and glanced at Xia Xingcheng.
Xia Xingcheng suddenly became nervous and shouted, "Ming, brother Ming."
Yang Youming smiled slightly and passed by him.
Xia Xingcheng felt a little ashamed, grabbed a handful of hair and walked outside.