Pang Xinhao went back to his room, washed his face and lay on the bed dejectedly. He still couldn't do it. Director Zhong had taught him how to act, every move and expression, and they had shot it many times, but he was still the same disfigured actor.
Pang Xinhao was lying in a "big" position, his eyes casually looking at the ceiling. The depressed energy in his soul slowly dissipated and merged with the resentment that Qi Wanlian had left in his body during the reading session a few days ago.
This resentment had always been blocked by the yang energy in the soup cooked by Zhong Jiudao, and had never been able to invade Pang Xinhao's mind. Until today, when Pang Xinhao was enveloped by negative emotions, the resentment finally got a chance.
In a trance, Pang Xinhao seemed to see Qi Wanlian's face appear on the ceiling, and the glass wall between them in his dream appeared again.
Qi Wanlian slowly extended her hand to him, and Pang Xinhao's eyes widened.
He didn't know how Qi Wanlian appeared on the ceiling of the room, and he didn't have the rationality to care about it. There was just a voice whispering in his ear, as if all his troubles could be relieved as long as he held Qi Wanlian's hand.
Pang Xinhao moved the chair to the bed again. He thought about using something to break the barrier between himself and Qi Wanlian, but the ceiling was too thick and it was impossible to break it.
At this time, Qi Wanlian's finger gently pointed at the desk in the room. Pang Xinhao looked over and saw that a bunch of fresh dark red flowers had appeared in the fake blue and white porcelain vase that was originally used as a decoration on the desk.
The cleaner would clean the room every day when Pang Xinhao was not in the room. Pang Xinhao had never seen this mysterious cleaner, and he couldn't get any contact information from Director Zhong, but the room was always spotless.
The flowers in the vase were probably put there by the cleaner while everyone was filming.
What a beautiful flower, the color of its petals is like solidified blood, blooming in the shade.
"Do you want this bouquet of flowers? I'll give it to you." Pang Xinhao picked up the bouquet of flowers from the vase.
He stood on the chair on the bed, tiptoed, and handed the bouquet of flowers to Qi Wanlian on the ceiling.
Finally, the petals touched the ceiling. Qi Wanlian stretched out a hand, which crossed the barrier of the ceiling and held the dark red flower.
Lycoris radiata, also known as the flower of the other shore, is a flower that does not exist in reality. It only grows in places with strong yin energy and has almost become extinct in recent years.
Qi Wanlian landed on the bed lightly as if she had no weight, and Pang Xinhao fell off the chair in a daze. Fortunately, the bed was soft enough and he was not injured.
"You look very worried. Is there anything I can help you with?" Qi Wanlian's eyes were gentle and affectionate, and her caring words were like the eloquence of a flower.
"You can't help me," Pang Xinhao was reminded of the past and grabbed his hair in pain. "I... I'm afraid of cameras. Whenever I see a camera, my facial muscles will twitch involuntarily and I'll make some distorted expressions that I can't even imagine myself."
A pair of white and slender fingers gently embraced Pang Xinhao, letting his head rest on her shoulder.
"So pitiful, why did it become like this?" Qi Wanlian's voice was like a feather, floating softly into Pang Xinhao's heart, soothing the deepest pain in his heart.
"I just shot a small web drama with a very, very low budget, but it unexpectedly became popular. At the beginning, everyone was praising me and I was very happy. I searched everywhere for comments about myself, but later more and more people scolded me and more and more people took secret photos of me. I was terrified when I saw the camera, and I was so scared that I couldn't shoot normally. In order to overcome this psychological shadow, I tried my best to stand in front of the camera and filmed desperately, but it got worse and worse. Now it has become a conditioned reflex, and I stare and grimace the first time I see the camera." Pang Xinhao seemed to have seen a savior, and told Qi Wanlian the deepest secret in his heart.
"Is that so? Then it would be better if you can't see it." Qi Wanlian covered Pang Xinhao's eyes with her cold hands. "As long as you trust me, you won't see the camera."
The darkness before his eyes made Pang Xinhao feel at ease, and he completely opened up his mental defenses.
"You are so nice to me, I believe you." Pang Xinhao said.
"Then you must protect me well and don't let Zhong Jiudao find me. If he finds me, he will drive me away from you." Qi Wanlian said.
"That won't do!" Pang Xinhao hugged Qi Wanlian's waist tightly.
"Do you know what a leaf can block your vision?" Qi Wanlian plucked a leaf from the red spider lily. "When Director Zhong is filming seriously, put this leaf over his eyes. Then he will never see me again. I can blindfold you forever and cover your ears, so that you will never be afraid of other people's gazes or scolding."
"Okay." Pang Xinhao held the leaf tightly, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.
He walked out of the room. At this time, they were filming the scenes of Luo Huai and his girlfriend Xiaoyan. Luo Huai had never been in a relationship and was not used to close contact with actresses. Director Zhong was giving him guidance.
"Just think of Xiaoyan as me," Zhong Jiudao said, "I am the one hugging you, and I am the one kissing your face."
Luo Huai's eyes widened immediately, and he shook his head and said, "That's even worse!"
"Then..." Zhong Jiudao glanced at Pang Xinhao, "How about pretending to be him? You guys have a better relationship with him."
Luo Huai stared at Pang Xinhao's face for a while: "I'll try my best."
Sure enough, after imagining Xiaoyan as Pang Xinhao, Luo Huai's interaction with the actress became much more natural. This plot does not require Luo Huai to show too much love. It was Xiaoyan who acted coquettishly and asked Luo Huai to accompany her to Fu Yue's villa. Luo Huai agreed of course, but he still needed his girlfriend to coax him, which showed that Luo Huai and his girlfriend had a good relationship and paved the way for the thrilling plot in the future.
Zhong Jiudao was concentrating on watching the movements and expressions of the two actors in the camera. At this time, Pang Xinhao came quietly behind him, took advantage of Zhong Jiudao's concentration, stood on tiptoe and covered his eyes, and said with a smile: "Guess who I am~"
Zhong Jiudao shook off Pang Xinhao's hand and stared at him with a frown, trying his best not to disturb the two actors from filming.
It was not until Luo Huai finished filming and Zhong Jiudao shouted "Cut" that he had time to deal with Pang Xinhao.
"What are you doing?" Zhong Jiudao asked unhappily.
"No, I just want to get the feeling of filming. Director, what do you think of my performance just now?" Pang Xinhao asked.
Zhong Jiudao looked him up and down, but couldn't see anything wrong. He just said, "I see you've almost recovered, and you're in a mood to disturb me while I'm filming. Do you know that you're not the only one disturbing me? If you do this, it's very likely that you'll interrupt this scene. If this happens to be the time when they perform at their best, you'll ruin the best effect!"
"Yes, yes, I was wrong!" Pang Xinhao nodded repeatedly, "I won't dare to do it again next time!"
He admitted his mistake in a good manner, and Zhong Jiudao was not a hot-tempered person, so he said, "Since you are in good condition, let's try a scene. Did you wash your face just now? Go and touch up your makeup."
Pang Xinhao nodded obediently, went back to his room for a while, and then came out to let the makeup artist help him touch up his makeup.
By the time he was ready, the crew had also finished setting up the scene and were ready to film Pang Xinhao's role as a scumbag.
"You want to go out and play with Xiaoyan? I am your girlfriend and she is your ex-girlfriend. Have you ever cared about my feelings?" Xiaoyun, who plays Pang Xinhao's girlfriend, performs jealous scenes very stably and can show that kind of painful and angry look no matter how many times she does it.
"Go ahead!" Xiaoyun pointed at the door and said, "Go! Don't come back once you go!"
Pang Xinhao grabbed Xiaoyun's hand and said with a hurt expression: "Don't say that, it will make me sad."
"Why are you sad? You can go out and play with Xiaoyan and have fun!" Xiaoyun said angrily.
"It was you who made me go, and I was sad." Pang Xinhao looked at Xiaoyun affectionately. Xiaoyun's reflection was in his eyes, and his heart and eyes were full of this girl.
Under such a gaze, Xiaoyun tilted her head with tears in her eyes: "You only know how to coax me with empty words."
"It's my fault," Pang Xinhao said, "Xiao Luo asked me to bring my girlfriend to play with him. I thought we hadn't been out for a long time, so I wanted to play with you. I didn't think about anything else at all. I almost forgot who Xiao Luo's girlfriend was."
Pang Xinhao's words were not completely consistent with the script, but Zhong Jiudao did not call for a stop. After all, the script had many flaws, and the words to coax girls were not as good as Pang Xinhao's on-the-spot performance.
Zhong Jiudao stared at the two people who were filming.
"Can you forget who she is?" Xiaoyun snorted coldly, but it was obvious that she had begun to calm down.
Pang Xinhao coaxed Xiaoyun with sweet words again. Seeing that Xiaoyun was no longer angry, he picked up the phone and said, "I'll call Xiaoluo right now and tell him he's not going. Refund this ticket. I hope the refund fee won't be too high."
"Don't call me, the refund fee is very expensive." Xiaoyun snatched the phone and flipped through the social software. Seeing that there was no chat record with other girls, she said with relief, "You have to behave well when the time comes, and I will be your girlfriend."
Pang Xinhao hugged Xiaoyun gently and in a manly manner, and the two reconciled.
"Cut!" Zhong Jiudao said, "This scene is well shot. We can just shoot a few more angles later."
Not only did Pang Xinhao not make any faces this time, his amorous eyes actually enhanced his appearance and automatically cast a layer of soft light on his face.
Just by standing there, Pang Xinhao can make people understand why he can get along with several girls and make people remember him.
Zhong Jiudao looked into Pang Xinhao's eyes, and always felt that those passionate, tender, affectionate, and shining eyes were familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.
"Thank you Director Zhong for your guidance. I can finally film naturally." Pang Xinhao looked at the camera with unfocused eyes.
He looked at the camera like a blind man.
"Let's shoot the next scene while you're in good shape," said Zhong Jiudao.
The next scene is the rivalry between Pang Xinhao and Luo Huai’s girlfriend Xiaoyan. There are not many lines, just an action and a look.
This was taken outside the villa. Luo Huai finished the water in his hand. He asked who had water. Xiaoyan and Pang Xinhao took out their water at the same time.
Xiaoyan's was a bottle of beverage, and Pang Xinhao's was a bottle of mineral water. They both handed the water to Luo Huai at the same time, and their eyes met, bringing back countless memories.
It turned out that the drink Xiaoyan took out was once Pang Xinhao's favorite drink. And the bottle of mineral water that Pang Xinhao had was what Xiaoyan drank when she gave up drinking in order to lose weight.
The bottles of drinks and water touched each other, and Pang Xinhao's ring finger touched Xiaoyan's back of the hand lightly and imperceptibly, his eyes full of affection.
Xiaoyan was distracted for a moment, and the next second she quickly glanced at Xiaoyun, lowered her head guiltily, and took back the drink.
In the end, she couldn't bear to give the bottle of drink that Pang Xinhao once liked to give to Luo Huai.
There was no conversation between the two, and they communicated entirely through expressions and actions.
Pang Xinhao's eyes seemed to be able to speak, expressing countless emotions in this moment, every detail was beyond words.
Xiaoyan's performance has been stable, but this time, under the leadership of Pang Xinhao, she showed a more complex expression. Even the scene where she took back the drink and was reluctant to give the drink that her ex-boyfriend loved to her current boyfriend was all added by her on the spot.
"Good performance." said Zhong Jiudao.
After this scene ended, Luo Huai looked at his friend as if he didn't know him, and said in surprise: "You acted so well. I almost fell in love with your eyes just now."
"Really?" Pang Xinhao stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Luo Huai's neck, as if he was seriously looking at his friend for the first time. "When I first saw you, I felt that you were more suitable."
"What is more suitable?" Luo Huai asked curiously, feeling nothing about Pang Xinhao's ambiguous actions just now.
"Nothing," Pang Xinhao smiled, "Luo Huai, do you want to stay in my room tonight? I can't sleep well alone."
"I've asked you to live with me for a long time, so we can rehearse at night," Luo Huai said without realizing it. "If you insist on living so far away, why don't you come to my place?"
"No, come and accompany me." Pang Xinhao stared at Luo Huai with a faint commanding tone in his voice.
"Okay then." Luo Huai said.
We were able to successfully finish filming three scenes that day, which was already over and over the task. Zhong Jiudao, the dedicated chef, prepared dinner and asked everyone to drink soup and go back to their rooms to have a good rest, and try not to go out after 8 o'clock in the evening.
Pang Xinhao didn't drink the soup. He quietly poured it out when Zhong Jiudao wasn't paying attention.
At night, Luo Huai moved to Pang Xinhao's room with the script in his arms. He flipped through the script and said, "We still have a scene where you are possessed by a ghost and you lead me to a dangerous place to eat me."
"Is there such a scene? I haven't read the script of you humans." "Pang Xinhao" placed a flower of the other shore next to Luo Huai.
"Wow! You sound so scary, and you're acting right now?" Luo Huai was completely unaware of the Higanbana. "By the way, your acting skills improved so much today. How did you do that? Did Director Zhong's words enlighten you?"
"Director Zhong?" "Pang Xinhao" covered his face and smiled. "That's right. In order to blind him, I really racked my brains and thought of many ways. I acted humble in front of him for a long time before I got this opportunity."
Luo Huai looked at "Pang Xinhao" with a puzzled look on his face: "I understand opportunities. You really seized the opportunity today and acted really well! I still need to learn from you. But what does it mean to be humble? Do you think the pay is too low? It's my fault, or... I'll give you my pay?"
"What a silly child," "Pang Xinhao" sat next to Luo Huai, with the red spider lilies on the other side flashing a strange red light, "But I like silly children like you, silly and easy to deceive."
Luo Huai: "...Am I one of the backups in your script?"
He tried his best to move his body, but he touched the red spider lily beside him, and his palm suddenly felt a piercing pain.
It wasn't the pain in my body, but a chill that penetrated deep into my soul. I just touched the flower stem and half of my body froze.
"Is this flower poisonous? Am I poisoned?" Luo Huai said with half of his body numb. "Please call an ambulance for me, or follow Director Zhong's instructions and burn some paper as ash and soak it in water to drink."
"Director Zhong? A cute and silly child like you is indeed more suitable to be the object of possession than Pang Xinhao." "Pang Xinhao" pushed Luo Huai onto the bed and slowly leaned down.
Luo Huai's body was half frozen, watching "Pang Xinhao"'s expression gradually become charming, more and more like Qi Wanlian's expression in his memory, and he said vaguely with the half of his mouth that was not numb: "You acted like... a ghost possessed..."
"Pang Xinhao" frowned slightly: "Why are you still afraid? Just open your mind to me. If you don't agree, it will be difficult for me to deal with it."
Luo Huai's ear was numb and he could no longer hear clearly. He asked vaguely, "Open... what?"
With a bang, the door was kicked open. Zhong Jiudao appeared alone in the room, grabbed Pang Xinhao by the back of the neck with one hand, and said coldly, "Open the door."
"Director Zhong?" Luo Huai's vision was blurry and his eyes were getting heavier. He could only mumble, "I seem to be... poisoned... by plants. Please... call... a doctor... for me."
After saying this, Luo Huai fell asleep.
Zhong Jiudao pulled out a white shadow from the back of Pang Xinhao's neck with one hand, and Pang Xinhao fainted on the ground.
The two humans present were all unconscious. Zhong Jiudao no longer needed to hide his identity. He held Qi Wanlian's soul in one hand and looked down at her condescendingly: "Qi Wanlian, do you really think I'm blind?"