IPCFS: Chapter 82 Part 2

The next night, the crew started filming on time.

This time, the filming scene moved from the inside of the bar to the street outside the bar.

Both Ji Li and Qin Yue were in the same outfits as yesterday. The only difference was the layer of redness on their faces, which imitated a state of drunkenness.

Everything was quickly adjusted at the scene. Cameron gave an order and filming officially started.

The noise of the bar continued.

The door was pushed open. Lu Yao, played by Ji Li, rushed out from inside, drunk, and he stumbled on the street.

Immediately after seeing this scene, Qin Yue couldn’t help frowning. He quickly approached and pulled him up.

Ji Li looked at the back of his hand that was scratched and oozing blood. He shook it indifferently, as if he didn’t take the pain to heart at all.

“Where is your home? I’ll send you back.”

Ji Li heard this question and his eyes froze. He looked viciously at the man beside him and sneered, “Home? I don’t have a home.”

His mother died early, and his father… He only cared about his mistress and two daughters. How could he care for Lu Yao?

The sneer gradually disappeared as Ji Li spoke. The hatred accumulated in his heart rose, and he used alcohol to wantonly vent his frustrations.

“They were all responsible for killing my mother! They are all da*ned!”

He raised his tense jaw and looked at the man in front of him who didn’t understand anything. Bloodshot hatred almost took over the color of his eyes.

“When I was eight years old, my mother coaxed me to sleep and ended her life in the next bedroom.”

“As a result, less than a week after her death, that scumbag impatiently threw me into a boarding school.”

The big trouble was gone, so he wanted to lose the small trouble. Lu Yao’s father had a completely black heart.

“The foreign children in school were taller than me and stronger than me. They pointed at me every day.”

Ji Li’s lips curled up. He imitated the bad boys in his memory and pointed at Wen Qiong. However, it had no force and was very gentle.

“Just like now.”

–Look at him, an orphan!

–He should be put in an orphanage and sold as a commodity for those who are rich to choose from.

–He could also be sold in certain places for fun.

“It took 10 years before he was willing to take me home.”

Ji Li’s steps were a bit wobbly. He accidentally crashed into Qin Yue’s arms before retreating drunkenly.

He seemed to remember something and laughed to himself. “I actually naively thought that he found a conscience and wanted to take me back.”

“But he just needed a son in name!”

What precious son? He was just a tool to show off to others!

Ji Li raised his voice, and there was a hint of him gritting his teeth in his tone.

The cameraman carried the filming equipment and followed the two of them at all times. According to the arrangement from the previous run-through, he focused the camera on Ji Li at this key node.

The next second, the tears that had accumulated for a long time fell from Ji Li’s eyes.

Under the close-up of the camera, Lu Yao’s silent pain was magnified.

These tears flowed so beautifully.

The onlookers were amazed, but they couldn’t help wanting to step forward and hug him.

Filming continued.

Ji Li instinctively wiped at the tears with the back of his hand, but the salty tears irritated his fresh wound.

He stared at the wound that was still oozing blood. Suddenly, he crouched down on the cold ground, covered his face, and cried loudly.

The collapse of an adult took just a moment.

Why?

Why should the emotional entanglement of the previous generation be repaid on him?

His childhood memories were shrouded in the shadow of death, and his youth experience was filled with school violence—who knew how hard it was for him to live like he did today?

The grand birthday parties he had in the past were just for his alcohol and money.

In this world, was there anyone who remembered his birthday?

Why did he wait until now and still not get a simple happy birthday!

Ji Li’s crying scenes had always been a must.

Even though he covered his weeping face, the shaking of his shoulders was very real. The heart-piercing cry reached the ears of everyone present and involuntarily made them feel worried.

Ji Li showed Lu Yao’s inner world to the fullest.

Cameron was pleased with Ji Li’s interpretation.

He wanted Lu Yao to be like this. He was bright and beautiful on the surface, but his inner wounds were festering. Any little thing could become the fatal point that broke him.

He either didn’t show his grief, or when he saw it, it could be used as a tear-jerking weapon.

Wen Qiong, played by Qin Yue, quietly lowered his eyes and looked at the young man on the ground who was crying in a messy manner.

It was just like his previous self, who told a stranger about his ridiculous experience. Now Lu Yao also showed the scars in his heart to a stranger.

Qin Yue crouched down, his tone containing a gentleness that he never expected. “I asked the wrong question. Where is the hotel you are staying at? I’ll send you back.”

The cup of Long Island Iced Tea just now would be his price for sending him back.

Lu Yao stopped crying. He got up from the ground and stumbled along the uninhabited street. “I don’t have a home, and I don’t have a place to stay.”

This was drunk talk when he hadn’t sobered up yet.

They met by chance and hit it off. This type of separation was the norm in the world.

However, Wen Qiong was soft-hearted. He stared at Lu Yao’s back that was covered in loneliness. Then he quickly stepped forward to hold the other person’s arm.

This grasp completely tied the fate of the two people together.

“Follow me.”

***

The scene was only repeated three times and close-up shots were added. Then it was considered a success.

The crew seized the time and moved to the next filming location as quickly as possible. It took everyone less than an hour to complete preliminary preparations.

It was terribly efficient.

Wen Qiong brought the half drunk and half asleep person into the room. He took off the other person’s coat that was in the way and placed him on the bed to rest… these few, simple transitional shots went very smoothly.

The thing people didn’t expect was that Ji Li, who always performed smoothly, suddenly got stuck at the kiss scene.

In fact, from the beginning of the transition scenes, Ji Li’s mood had been tense.

Yes, he was tense for no reason.

Before the official filming, Ji Li and Qin Yue briefly attempted the scene twice. However, they couldn’t find the feeling of the character that Cameron wanted.

Cameron looked easy to talk to, but he was actually very strict about the standards of the film.

However, he didn’t directly blame Ji Li for this. He instead asked the staff to bring him a bottle of alcohol and handed it to Ji Li.

“Drink some wine to find the feeling. You have to remember that from now on, there is no Qin and Ji. There is only Wen Qiong and Lu Yao.”

In terms of his philosophy as a director, this was called ‘fighting poison with poison.’

The first thing about acting was to conform to the state of the character itself. It was also possible to borrow from external forces occasionally.

The character of Lu Yao only developed an ambiguous feeling when he was drunk. Ji Li was the one interpreting it, so he might as well give it a try.

Ji Li didn’t want to delay the progress of the crew, so he quickly agreed to Cameron’s suggestion.

The alcohol went down his throat.

The first thing that rose was the heat.

Ji Li instinctively looked at Qin Yue, who was acting with him. He found that the other person had walked up to him and was quietly looking down at him.

The man’s eyes were deep like a bottomless whirlpool. It was as if they could absorb all of his thoughts.

“Ji Li, do you trust me?” Qin Yue’s question entered his ears, and he felt  a sense of deja vu.

He had asked Qin Yue this before Song Zhao finished the scene.

At this moment, Ji Li was suddenly relieved.

It was Qin Yue who was acting with him, not any other young actor. Qin Yue had enough ability to bring him into the scene.

Emotions were never one-sided. Excellent actors not only had to rely on themselves, but they also had to learn to rely on the opposite actors.

Of course, I trust you.

Ji Li agreed in his heart, slightly drunk. He got up and told the director and the others, “I can do it. Let’s start filming.”

Cameron didn’t see the tenseness in this person’s eyes any longer and nodded in satisfaction.

He immediately ordered everyone to prepare for the official filming. Within a few minutes, they entered filming.

***

There was a damp, musty smell in the small rental house.

This was the cheapest hotel that Wen Qiong could find. The owner was an old man who lived alone. The so-called hotel room was actually a small attic in his house.

The regular expenses of a normal person in the bar could cover the cost of four or five nights’ of stay here.

Ji Li rolled over in a half awake and half asleep state. He briefly experienced a falling state. Fortunately, someone pulled his arm in time to prevent him from making contact with the ground.

Ji Li instinctively turned inward and met a handsome face that was familiar to him. He blinked in a slightly confused manner and most of the drunkenness slipped away from his eyes.

The two of them stared at each other in silence for a moment. Then Lu Yao, played by Ji Li, understood his situation.

“This is where you live? It is this bad?’ He muttered in a low voice. His body was eager for heat, and he instinctively shrunk toward the middle of the room.

The heating in the attic didn’t work.

There was such a low accommodation price, and the boss naturally wasn’t willing to call someone to repair it.

The distance between the two of them was very close. It seemed they could smell each other.

There was a faint smell like cedar under the hot sun. It was pleasant.

Wen Qiong, played by Qin Yue, didn’t retreat. Otherwise, he would be the next person to fall to the ground.

“Young Master, if you aren’t used to staying here, then you can go back to your hotel.” Wen Qiong lowered his head and looked at the other person’s eyes where the redness hadn’t subsided yet.

“However, someone was crying on the side of the road like a puppy who couldn’t find a home. I pitied him.”

Lu Yao knew his alcohol tolerance.

Even if he was drunk, he wouldn’t be broken.

He listened to the man’s seemingly cold words, and his originally empty heart suddenly held a trace of weight in it. “It seems that I was right to invite you to drink that glass of alcohol.”

This was also pretty good.

He didn’t need to spend another birthday in his long life in a huge and cold hotel suite.

Wen Qiong saw the childish smile on the other person’s face and didn’t speak again. He closed his eyes.

The worn-out clock on the wall was still tenaciously ticking.

Tick tick tick.

It was as if he was anticipating the last second. Then he opened his thin lips. “Happy birthday.”

The simple words smashed down heavily.

The mist in Lu’s dazzling eyes flashed.

In the past 10 years, he had never had such a moment where he coveted the warmth given by a stranger.

Ji Li tentatively hooked his finger around the opponent’s little finger, as if he was afraid the other person would leave him.

Qin Yue felt this cautious touch and slowly opened his eyes.

There was no disgust and no resistance. There was a hint of a smile mixed in his eyes.

The thin lips pursed tightly, tempting people to try it.

Under the dim light of the room, some ambiguous factors crept in.

Ji Li’s courage suddenly grew. He slowly leaned forward, gently rubbing the bridge of the other person’s tall nose. Their intertwined breaths made people feel itchy.

Soft lips pressed together, and there was still a faint hint of alcohol.

Ji Li opened his lips slightly. He took the man’s lower lip and tentatively sucked it twice.

His palms were still sweating nervously. As a result, he was grabbed by the man. The silent affirmation was like a catalyst for ‘desire.’

Ji Li closed his eyes and nibbled harder on the man’s thin lips.

A hint of sweetness was tasted. It wasn’t known who it belonged to.

Under the close-up of the camera, Ji Li’s slender eyelashes involuntarily trembled, betraying the tension in his heart.

However, this was exactly what Cameron wanted.

This was the first time Lu Yao sincerely wanted to seduce someone. He wouldn’t use those fancy tricks to please them.

What he wanted to rely on was the most primitive instinct to arouse the other person’s desire for him.

The essence of this kiss was the purest and softest.

Ji Li rubbed it alone for a while before withdrawing with a soft gasp. He looked at Qin Yue’s lips that had risen in temperature and admired his own work with some excitement.

What he didn’t know was that at this moment, his lips were so red that they could bleed, and they were a sharp weapon that could seduce people into committing a crime.

Wen Qiong, played by Qin Yue, opened his eyes. The dark storm in his eyes was accumulating more and more. He smiled imperceptibly at the deer-like happy eyes of the person in his arms.

The next second, he grabbed the back of the other person’s head and neatly chased after the kiss.

This was the beginning of desire.

It was no longer like the previous casual taste. There was the intertwining of lips and teeth.

The two of them hugged each other, asking for each other’s warmth.

The drunkenness radiated from under the heat. Ji Li felt his mind go blank, and he could only let Qin Yue guide the filming of the scene.

The blush-inducing sound came together and caused all the staff at the scene to hold their breaths.

It was clear that this scene was clean and beautiful. There wasn’t even a trace of nakedness, but the alluring atmosphere of the space only increased.

Lanlinta, one of the coordinators, was so excited that she almost felt like she couldn’t breathe.

It was just a kiss scene!

How did they make everyone around them become deprived of oxygen?

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