I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

Ye Rong paused. When the two protagonists parted at the end, there would be a sex scene to sublimate their feelings. Although sex scenes are an important way to express emotions in literary films, how could it be possible for Mr. Fu to act in such a scene for the first time in the sea.

"Ask President Fu for his opinion." He glanced at Xie Mingzhou, "Mingzhou, what do you think?"

Xie Mingzhou lazily leaned against the wall, and said with a smile: "Listen to President Fu's arrangement."

The screenwriter whispered, "Director Ye, I've already mentioned this to Mr. Fu."

"Oh? What did he say?" Director Ye asked.

"He said...to listen to Mr. Xie's opinion." The screenwriter said hesitantly.

Director Ye was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xie Mingzhou in doubt.

The ball was kicked back again, Xie Mingzhou raised his eyebrows.

"In this case, let's keep it for now." Fu Chen is right, what is he afraid of.

Fu Chengu was very busy during the day, so he could only spare time at night to come to the crew to shoot.

He walked in the door, and Xie Mingzhou was sitting by the stands, holding a script in one hand, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his wrist bones were thin and protruding, and his eyes were focused.

Unlike his usual lazy tone, Xie Mingzhou has seen the calmness with which he works.

"Boss Fu, you're here." The assistant director said respectfully, he really didn't know what to do, and he really... didn't have the guts to get stuck in Boss Fu's play.

Hearing the sound, Xie Mingzhou raised his head, watching Fu Chengu walking towards him step by step, the night was dense, and he felt unreal.

Fu Chengu actually agreed to his cameo appearance.

Xie Mingzhou: "Boss Fu, have you read the script?"

In the first act, the Jiang Lou played by him meets the military governor Pei Yan for the first time.

"Look." Fu Chengu sat next to Xie Mingzhou, his camera was only for one scene, and he didn't even have a line, just sitting on the attic and looking at the Jianglou in the play.

Concealed and lingering shooting techniques.

"The requirement in the script is." Xie Mingzhou looked sideways, "There must be love in the eyes."

It's not the first time I've seen this scene.Boss Jiang has been running the theater for many years, and he often donates supplies to the chamber of commerce and the common people behind his back. When Pei Yan was escorting the supplies, he would often see that thin figure in the neat line.

The two often meet face to face, but have never been named.

"Does Boss Fu need me to teach you?" Xie Mingzhou looked at him, "For example, how to act a forbearing love."

A period of love with only three shots.

Fu Chen pursed his thin lips lightly.

"Looks are very important." Xie Mingzhou's beautiful eyes were smiling, half joking and half probing, "Boss Fu, have you ever loved someone?"

The uproar of the shooting scene seemed to be far away, and the two sat side by side in the stands as if no one was there.The lights were dim and the seats were cramped. Fu Chengu's eyes were only on the thin lips that opened and closed, and his voice was bewitching, asking him if he had ever loved anyone.

He just wanted to move his lips, but was interrupted by Xie Mingzhou with a smile. He wanted to hear his answer but didn't seem to want to hear it. He leaned closer to him with a half-smile: "Mr. Fu, no matter whether you have loved someone before or not, from now on, you have to pretend , I am your lover."

It sounded like a normal scene between actors, but it sounded different to Fu Chengu.

He rolled his Adam's apple and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Okay."

Ye Rong was just about to ask the two of them to come down when he looked up and saw the two sitting on the top of the building. Xie Mingzhou propped his head up and looked at Mr. Fu who was sitting upright. Mr. Fu looked back.

As an art film director, he is born with the ability to capture beauty. He couldn't bear to destroy such a hazy and ambiguous scene, and even unconsciously wanted to shoot it.

Thinking about it, he did the same.

This is also the reason why he almost lost his mind and wanted to play with Lao Fu and Xie Mingzhou.Obviously, both of them exuded dignity and calmness from the bottom of their bones, but he always saw a deep-buried fire in their eyes, which was imprisoned in their eyes calmly by the two of them, ready to ignite at the touch of a touch.

Twenty minutes later, the extras on the set sat in the guest living room on the first floor, while Fu Chengu sat in the quiet VIP seat on the second floor, took a sip of tea, and looked down at the stage.

"Everything is ready!" Ye Rong looked up at Mr. Fu. After all, it was Fu Chen's first scene. He didn't know what to do. He didn't think about how to get stuck in Fu's father's scene. "Start!"

"Pa—" the lights flickered, and the camera suddenly pointed at the bustling lobby.

The glazed crystal lamps are constantly changing, and a famous painting handed down from generation to generation hangs in the center of the stage, misty and rainy pavilions, peonies covered with snow, and the antique theater garden is full of guests who come to listen to the opera.

Tonight is the play of Wangjiang Louzhu. The owner of Wangjianglou is a famous actress in the city. The play is beautiful and the people are beautiful. He only sings once a week. Both men and women come here admiringly.

The lights on the stage gradually turned on, and the melodious tunes played. The guests in the audience immediately applauded enthusiastically, shouting Jianglou's name like crazy.

The next moment, as the tone of "The Peony Pavilion" changed from slow to fast, a haughty and stunning figure walked onto the stage.

Dressed in red, with many shadows of flowers, she is more noble than the peony behind her.

The paper fan opens and closes, the thin lips lightly open, and the song is about a dream in the garden, and the lingering words of spring are sung elegantly in the high hall.

The people in the audience were stunned for a moment.

Jiang Lou's eyes swirled, and his charming peach eyes swept across the audience, but suddenly met a pair of extremely black and deep eyes.

In the VIP counter on the second floor, half of the man's face was hidden in the shadow in the rising tea smoke, and his cold and mysterious face could be vaguely seen.

The man's fingers were extremely long, and he was wearing black gloves, rubbing the tea set in his hand in circles. The cold lion icon on the cuffs revealed dignity, and his cold eyes locked on him without blinking.

The two stared at each other silently, and neither of them was willing to look away first. The full house of banquet guests seemed to disappear into light smoke, and the sound of gongs and drums sounded and then fell silent.

Fu Chengu's eyes gradually deepened, and the gorgeous figure on the stage who caught his sight unexpectedly was very similar to the young man who was flirting under the tree in Zhouzhuang that time.

It was the first time I saw him, but it made him feel that thousands of years had passed. Subconsciously, he wanted to get close to him, hug him tightly, and let his body be covered with his heat.

Fu Chen frowned unobtrusively. He tried to piece together memories in his midnight dreams countless times. In the dream, there seemed to be another figure that caught his attention, but he still couldn't remember it.

He couldn't remember, he didn't know how to face the longing face in front of him.

The strong heat in Fu Chengu's eyes almost burned Xie Mingzhou, but Xie Mingzhou was not willing to move away this time, his eyes hooked on him, the light flowed, and there was a spring song on his lips.

The faces of the two in the play did not change, but the outsiders heard it blushing.

The assistant director looked at Director Ye with a blushing old face.

"Ahem, Director Ye, Mr. Fu, his acting skills are too good, isn't he self-taught?" The assistant director was unbelievable. He had seen many actors who acted for the first time. In this way, sparks can be collided with the opponent at the first time, it is still this kind of hidden emotional drama.

Ye Rong pursed his lips and said nothing, remembering the scene where the two were teasing before the play, the atmosphere was not like a show at all,

He couldn't see the traces of the performance of the two, it was so real that it made his scalp tingle.

The lights were blurred and the smoke was lingering, but the people watching on both sides were amazed by the beauty of this scene.

"It's so beautiful! I fell in love with it immediately! This is it!"

"Woooo Mr. Fu and Brother Xie really have a sense of CP! They obviously haven't said a word, just like a pair of lovers who have loved each other for many years!"

"Where's the Civil Affairs Bureau? I'm moving here!"

"The eyes drive the car!"

After the song was over, Jiang Lou bowed politely to everyone, and the audience asked him to sing another song. His eyes drifted to the second floor again, and the seat by the window was already vacant.

Jiang Lou lowered his eyes to suppress the fleeting emotions, smiled gracefully at everyone, and retreated to the backcourt.

"Boss Jiang!" Xiao Zhang from the background hurried over, "Here is a letter for you."

Jiang Lou didn't care much and agreed. All the girls in the city knew that Boss Jiang was handsome, rich, and good at singing operas. He was very concerned about him, and he received countless love letters every day.

"It was left by the military master on the second floor just now." Xiao Zhang added, "I said it must be handed over to you."

Jiang Lou paused for wiping his face, raised his hand to take the letter paper, opened it, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he said calmly, "Bring a new piece of paper and ink."

"Card!"

Director Ye's voice sounded, and everyone in the field breathed a sigh of relief.

While wiping his sweat, Xie Mingzhou came out of the theater holding the letter written to him by "Pei Yan" in his hand. He was warmly dressed in a costume, and his body temperature rose sharply when he looked at Fu Chengu.

"Ming Zhou, hurry back and change your clothes." The assistant director walked over and said, "Director Ye is very satisfied, this time is over."

The assistant director glanced at the letter in Xie Mingzhou's hand. The script only described that the two rarely met each other, but communicated by letter.

The content of the letter is up to the actors themselves.

At present, it seems that Mr. Fu and Xie Mingzhou are both cultural people. The letters in the camera are beautifully written, and the words are... very delicate.

Xie Mingzhou smiled. Fu Chengu, just like himself, is very smart and savvy, and he can perform the effect Ye Dao wants without much ordering.

Of course, there are still most of the true colors starring.

After shooting this scene, there are only two scenes left after the two of them. In the last farewell scene, there is still the undeleted sex scene.

Xie Mingzhou couldn't think of how to act for a while, let alone Fu Chen's death, he had no experience in this area at all.

Unexpectedly, the two of them seemed to be bewitched, and tacitly kept this paragraph.

Xie Mingzhou thought about it and pushed open the door of the dressing room. Fu Chengu had changed back to his usual shirt and trousers, and sat on the sofa waiting for him with a calm expression.

"After changing clothes, go back together?" Fu Chengu said.

Xie Mingzhou hooked his lips: "Boss Fu's acting skills are really beyond my expectations. Everyone is guessing whether we are lovers who have been together for a long time."

Fu Chengu glanced at him and raised his eyebrows: "What if it wasn't acting?"

Xie Mingzhou smiled: "Could it be true?"

Fu Chen cast a deep glance at him intentionally, walked to the door without making a decision, smoked a cigarette, his face was hidden in the shadow, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

When Xie Mingzhou came out, the two walked towards the parking lot together and discussed the content of the script for a while, but they didn't mention the sex scene because they agreed.

At night, the streets of the Republic of China are still lit, and the old-fashioned attics are filled with the fragrance of flowers.The two were equally tall and handsome, and the passing staff and actors frequently looked sideways.

It seems that many years ago, the two of them were also dressed in Chinese clothes, walking side by side on the ancient street, looking at the flowers, and the girls in the capital were all intoxicated.

Fragments of the dream flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and Fu Chen suppressed the sense of familiarity rushing out of his heart, and called his name as if nothing had happened while walking: "Xie Mingzhou."

The deep voice was wrapped in the cool night wind, and Xie Mingzhou's ears felt numb.

"Huh?" he replied.

"Tell me about your past." Fu Chengu said calmly, his eyes tinged with affection.

Xie Mingzhou's heart stopped beating, and the letter in the play was tightly clutched in his hand.

There was only one short line in the letter, Pei Yan wrote it to Jiang Lou, and Fu Chengu wrote it to him.

"Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend."