put on a show

I went back and forth more than ten times, except for the first time, Xing Pei has not been NG so many times for a long time.

It still hasn't happened this time, seeing that the sky is getting darker, and the short time of dusk is almost over.Zhao Yiru looked at it, and there will be rain in the next few days, so she still wants to use natural light as the main light source.

"Teacher Pei, let's chat alone and see if you can help Xing Pei find out how he feels. Xing Pei, don't be too nervous. If you can't do it today, we can talk about it tomorrow. This kind of scene is also related to emotions and states."

After she finished speaking, she led the others out. As soon as the lighting engineer left, the room suddenly became dark, as if covered with a layer of black veil, and it also became quiet.

Xing Pei lowered his head in despondency, he didn't know what was going on, not to mention that he couldn't perform emotionally well, he couldn't even perform this scene completely.He Xiao had thought about the warm touch and hot and humid breathing countless times, but when he actually faced it, he only felt that he was in a mess.

Pei Qing was still calm on the surface, but in fact, he was also agitated because of such NGs again and again.He didn't want to shoot this scene at first, because he felt that Xing Pei might lose control to some extent, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even shoot smoothly.This is why he hates acting with novices, poor acting skills, poor control, and his emotions are completely exposed, not only affecting himself, but also affecting others.

The way Xing Pei looked at him, whether it was the hot and affectionate gaze in the play, or the sneaky look at him deliberately and pretending to be inadvertent outside the play, just like just staring at his legs endlessly, that kind of look is like using a small The needles scratched gently on Pei Qinghuan's skin, it was a little painful, a little itchy, and a little dangerous.

Pei Qing also hated this feeling.He also hates Xing Pei's eyes, the idea of ​​wanting to have something to do with him is clearly revealed in those eyes.

Xing Pei is so young, so beautiful, with healthy wheat-colored skin, well-proportioned figure and muscles, a tall and vigorous plant in the morning sun, covered with fresh dew.And his unrestrained personality, like a peacock with its chest upright and its gorgeous tail feathers shaking, no matter how you look at it, it is so charming.

Pei Qing still doesn't feel that he is easily confused by his appearance, nor does he feel that he has poor control, but in Xing Pei's straightforward eyes, he also feels a certain loss of control.This loss of control made him feel irritable, because he knew very well that all this was an illusion brought about by filming. Xing Pei first had the illusion of falling in love with him, and then Pei Qing gradually lost his mind in Xing Pei's illusion.This kind of short-term confusion is completely meaningless to him.

Pei Qing just wanted to finish the filming as soon as possible. If this stalemate continued, it would not be good for anyone.

He asked, "Are you afraid of me, Xing Pei?"

"Huh? Ha...what am I afraid of you?"

"I don't know, what do you say you are afraid of me?"

"Teacher Pei, you think too much." Xing Pei lowered his head and his face was hidden in the shadow.

"Then look up into my eyes."

Xing Pei still lowered his head, didn't move, and didn't speak.

Pei Qing still stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and turned his face to look at her.Xing Pei glanced down and complained, "What are you going to do, Mr. Pei."

"It's not Teacher Pei, I'm Teacher Shen, Shen Yi." When Xing Pei's eyes gradually started to look at him, he called him, "Lin Yixiao."

They looked at each other for a moment, Pei Qing was still pinching his chin hand and caressing his face, he used Shen Yi's usual gentle tone: "Yi Xiao, you don't have to be afraid of me, I will not threaten you in any way." No."

Shen Yi in the play is a docile and non-threatening elk, who will only be forced to be helpless and cornered by Lin Yixiao.

Xing Pei looked at Pei Qing's affectionate and shy eyes, his head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was Shen Yi or Pei Qinghuan, just like he couldn't tell whether he was Xing Pei or Lin Yixiao.However, this confusion didn't just start at this moment, it was just that the darkness of night made him more confused.

He murmured: "Mr. Shen, I like you."

"I know."

"I love you."

"I know, I too..."

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhao Yiru knocked on the door twice, but no one responded. After a while, when he opened the door and came in, he happened to see the two people looking at each other affectionately, and she was not disturbed at all.Zhao Yiru was in a daze for a moment, but she also felt that satisfaction and was touched by it.

She whispered, "Are you ready?"

Pei Qing didn't make a sound yet, but made an "OK" gesture behind Xing Pei's back.

Zhao Yiru nodded, turned around and only let the photographer in.She found that this kind of dim natural light also has another atmosphere and taste, which is hazy and blurred, and no additional lighting is needed.

"1038 games, No. 18 of the fourth shot, start!"

As the slate was tapped lightly, Pei Qing and Xing Pei embraced and kissed passionately like a couple in love.

Lin Yixiao held Shen Yi's face, and Shen Yi hugged his back.This is not a close-up shot. In the dim light, it is not very clear on the monitor, but the entangled sound of wetness, in the silence of dusk, is like bubbles that burst from the bottom of the soda to the surface. .

The breathing of the two gradually became rapid, but the other two photographers, including Zhao Yiru, subconsciously relaxed their breathing and movements, concealing their sense of existence.

Xing Pei acted like no one else, showing his most instinctive side.

Pei Qing was a little bit annoyed by him. It's not the first time he's filmed this kind of scene. He's been censored before, and he's filmed more explicit scenes. However, he's never had the feeling that he was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up. , Xing Pei, this little rascal who has no bottom line, is really playing with him as a sell.

Pei Qing also called out: "Director."

Zhao Yiru said blankly: "Xing Pei feels very good this time, Mr. Pei, please persevere."

It's not that Zhao Yiru didn't know that Xing Pei had crossed the line, but this time it felt right.For Xing Pei who couldn't go back and forth so many times, this opportunity was lost, and he didn't know when he would have it next time.At times like this, Pei Qing had to finish the filming of the show after being wronged. As for the parts that were too large, they would cut them later.

Pei Qing was blocked back by a word from the director, not only that, Zhao Yiru also commanded: "Teacher Pei, please give me some voice, we have to silence the scene."

Pei Qing also felt that he was like a fish lying on a chopping board with his whole body tensed. As an actor who was nearly forty years old, it was the first time that he felt that he had dedicated himself to his career. He was not great, and he was very aggrieved.

At this point, he had no other choice, closed his eyes, and let out a few low sighs from his throat.

Hearing Shen Yi's moan, Lin Yixiao couldn't bear it at all.

When Xing Pei pressed him and bit his ear, Pei Qing still gritted his teeth and scolded in a low voice: "Xing Pei, this is filming, please restrain yourself."

Not only did Xing Pei not restrain himself, he covered his mouth with his hands and tried to insert his fingers into his mouth.

Pei Qing still thought, enough is enough.

He was lying on the bed, grabbing Xing Pei's hair with his backhand, trying to grab him off his body, Zhao Yiru's slate took a picture: "Cut, this match is over."

Xing Pei raised his face buried between Pei Qinghuan's neck, sweating profusely and panting heavily.Pei Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of his hand holding his hair.

Xing Pei seemed to be talking to himself: "It's over."

"Yes, it's over, thank you for your hard work, let's stop here today."

"Okay, director. Please go out first." Xing Pei said.

Zhao Yiru consciously beckoned and took the two photographers out to give the actors space to tidy themselves up.

"Stop pressing me down, get up." Pei Qing also said.

As the door of the room was gently closed, Xing Pei suddenly pressed Pei Qinghuan's face firmly into the pillow.

Pei Qing was still completely stuffed in the pillow, unable to breathe or make a sound, the lack of oxygen caused him some pain, and struggling in this position was also very strenuous, but the anger and anger in his heart erupted like fire.

Soon Xing Pei hoarsely said "hah" twice, and then his whole body went limp on his back.

The force on the back of the head loosened, and Pei Qing pushed Xing Pei away, jumped up, grabbed his neck and pushed him against the wall, punching him in the face vigorously.

Xing Pei's insatiable expression just now became painful, and the scream did not come out, but he swallowed it back. He knew that he had gone too far.

After punching him, Pei Qing didn't even look at him, jumped out of bed, quickly dressed, went out and slammed the door.

Xing Pei crawled to the bedside, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, looked down at his wet pants and the stains running down his thighs, and lost his mind for a moment.