SM Chapter 70

Chapter 70 “Revenge”

“Have you been in pain these past few days?” After a “thorough” night, Sheng Mingqian, as usual, held Ye Lai from behind, holding Ye Lai’s fingers, and gently pinching them.

Ye Lai was too sleepy to open his eyelids. He tried to move but gave up. The pain had not recurred during this time. He mumbled, “No,” in his throat.

“Then, did your friend come again?” Sheng Mingqian asked again.

Ye Lai didn’t react for a moment: “What friend?”

“Your ‘Clown friend,’ has he come again?”

Ye Lai shook his head and hummed softly, “No.”

Later, Sheng Mingqian said a lot more in Ye Lai’s ear, but Ye Lai didn’t hear what he said specifically. He only heard distant, alien sounds in his dream, dragging his body, but without worrying about falling.

Ye Lai and Guang Haobo rented a small shop by the sea and opened a cafe.

There were not many customers every day, only the two of them in the store.

Guang Haobo carefully made coffee and studied desserts every day. Ye Lai simply followed him to pass the time. The days were leisurely and comfortable. When he had inspiration, he continued to write.

Sheng Mingqian still came at night and left during the day.

A week later, Sheng Mingqian’s new movie was promoted in Bincheng, at the city convention and exhibition center.

Ye Lai wanted to take Guang Haobo with him, but Guang Haobo was practicing brewing a new coffee.

“Ye Lai, where are you going?” Guang Haobo asked him.

“Going to see the movie promotion.”

Guang Haobo understood and asked, “What movie is it?”

Ye Lai thought for a while: “A movie by a director friend.”

“They said you are an actor, are you acting in it?” Guang Haobo asked curiously.

“I’m not acting in this one.”

“I haven’t seen a movie you acted in yet.”

Ye Lai smiled: “If I act in a movie again in the future, I will take you to see it.”

Guang Haobo was in high spirits, so Ye Lai went by himself in the end.

He wore a mask and hat. Sheng Mingqian had given him a work pass for entry the night before.

Sheng Mingqian had also told the staff early on that when they saw Ye Lai, they should take him directly to the backstage.

Although Ye Lai wore a mask, his work pass was different from others. It was a director team’s work pass. As Sheng Mingqian instructed, the staff greeted him, “Teacher Ye, you’re here.”

Covered so tightly, but recognized so quickly, Ye Lai paused and nodded to the staff, “Hello, I’m looking for Director Sheng.”

“Teacher Ye, please come with me. There are many people in the front hall. I’ll take you directly to the backstage.” The staff was respectful.

Ye Lai thanked him: “Thank you, sorry for the trouble.”

“No trouble at all, Director Sheng has already instructed us, it’s our duty.”

The staff knocked on the door of a conference hall on the second floor. Ye Lai didn’t expect so many people to be there.

Some were sitting on chairs playing with their cell phones, some were smoking on the sofa, and some were drinking tea by the tea table. When the door was pushed open, it was as if the pause button had been pressed. A total of eight eyes looked at the door at the same time, staring straight at Ye Lai.

Besides Sheng Mingqian and Lin Han, the others were all members of the main creative team.

Ye Lai was stunned by their gaze. Sheng Mingqian was going over the script with the host. When he saw it was Ye Lai, his eyes lit up. He stood up and quickly walked over, naturally putting his arm around Ye Lai’s waist: “You’re here.”

Sheng Mingqian looked serious during the meeting, but when he saw Ye Lai coming in, he immediately changed to a smiling face. Others saw it and secretly clicked their tongues, especially the actors who had been treated harshly by Sheng Mingqian on the film set. They never thought that the famous iceberg would have such a side.

Indeed, one thing conquers another.

“Ye Lai, come in, come in…” Lin Han was the first to speak, pulling out a chair and placing it next to Sheng Mingqian’s seat, “Sit here, Xiao Zhang, go get another cup.”

The staff who brought Ye Lai in responded and turned to leave.

“Brother Han, I didn’t get to see you before, are you alright?”

Lin Han smiled and touched his forehead: “I’m fine, I’m fine.”

Sheng Mingqian led Ye Lai in. Ye Lai didn’t act coy. He took off his mask and hat. Since they had already gone public, there was nothing to avoid.

Although Ye Lai hadn’t worked with the people in this room before, they were all well-known actors. He knew them all and greeted them one by one.

They had all been through the mill in the entertainment industry and had seen all kinds of scenes. After greeting each other and talking, they quickly started chatting.

Ye Lai sat next to Sheng Mingqian. They continued to discuss the process. Sheng Mingqian’s arm never left Ye Lai’s waist from beginning to end.

On the day of the promotion, another video went viral. Ye Lai was recognized in the audience and was harassed by reporters. Sheng Mingqian protectively defended his husband.

The video was reposted by major marketing accounts. Sheng Mingqian liked every post that praised Ye Lai.

Sheng Mingqian retorted to every post that scolded Ye Lai.

[Ye Lai is so ugly, disgusting, vomit.jpg]

Sheng Mingqian: Thought you were some kind of celestial being, clicked in to take a look and almost went blind…

[Did Ye Lai get some dirt on Director Sheng?]

Sheng Mingqian: He did, he got everything.

[They are hyping it up, it’s fake, they want to promote Ye Lai, Ye Lai’s contract is about to expire, Sheng Mingqian’s studio wants to sign Ye Lai]

Sheng Mingqian: Sounds so real, anyone who doesn’t know would think you were under our bed

…

“I can’t, I can’t, I’m dying of laughter…”

Zhang Yihao sent Ye Lai the link to Sheng Mingqian’s rebuttals of the negative comments that had been reposted by marketing accounts, and then sent, “I can’t believe it, Director Sheng would actually say these things, was his account hacked, or is his phone in your hands?”

Ye Lai had only seen it on the marketing accounts. When he thought about Sheng Mingqian’s face, gritting his teeth and typing seriously to refute people, he couldn’t help but “poof” and laugh out loud.

Sheng Mingqian came out of the bathroom after showering, hugged Ye Lai from behind, took his cell phone from his hand and put it aside, his wet chin rubbing against Ye Lai’s shoulder: “Lai Lai, when can our ‘bed relationship’ be further developed?”

Ye Lai turned around, wrapped his arms tightly around Sheng Mingqian’s neck, his face smiling: “But, I quite enjoy the current state.”

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Ye Lai and Sheng Mingqian’s “bed relationship” lasted for more than three months.

Three months later, Sheng Mingqian gave Ye Lai his newly written script to read: “Lai Lai, please take a look at this. It’s the new script I wrote.”

Sheng Mingqian squeezed the script hard, and the action of handing it to Ye Lai looked a little nervous.

Ye Lai glanced at Sheng Mingqian and took the script: “When did you write it? You hid it so well.”

“I wrote it these past few months. While you were writing, I was also writing. You used a pen, I used the computer.”

Ye Lai opened the script and slowly read it. The story was set in the Republican era, about the love and hate between a military officer and a famous Peking opera singer. The two were entangled for ten years, loving but unable to be together, hating but unable to let go. The two experienced the decline of their families and the turmoil of the times, and finally got together in the end.

He only read a few chapters and felt that the two characters in the play were the epitome of him and Sheng Mingqian, but the experiences of the characters in the play were the opposite of their reality.

Amidst the turmoil of the country, Sheng Mingqian became the person in the story who chased relentlessly.

Ye Lai read books and scripts very slowly, page by page, from dawn to dusk, only eating a few bites of food.

Throughout the day, Sheng Mingqian sat quietly beside Ye Lai without breathing loudly, watching him frown for a while, sigh for a while, and his eyes became wet at the end…

Ye Lai was very emotional and had an extraordinary sensitivity to characters. Sheng Mingqian discovered this when filming “Raw Stripping.”

When he and the screenwriter had differences of opinion, Ye Lai often sat quietly beside him, listening carefully at first, never interjecting. Later, once when he and the screenwriter argued fiercely, Ye Lai interjected a sentence about the understanding of the script’s plot. He and the screenwriter were stunned. The two looked at each other and finally used Ye Lai’s suggestion.

Later, Ye Lai also participated in every director team meeting. He could always point out the problem from the perspective of the characters, and in the end, Ye Lai’s opinions were adopted more often.

Sheng Mingqian was lost in thought when Ye Lai closed the script: “Finished reading.”

“How is it?” Sheng Mingqian held his breath, wanting to hear Ye Lai’s feelings and opinions. He hadn’t shown this script to anyone else yet.

“It’s a good script. Every character has their own personality, with flesh and blood. If it’s filmed, it should be very powerful. I already have a picture in my mind.”

Sheng Mingqian breathed a sigh of relief: “Then, would you be willing to act in it?”

“Me?” Ye Lai pointed to himself.

“Yes.” Sheng Mingqian crossed his hands and placed them on his lap. “Actually, I also want you to try being a director. I think you have more talent as a director than as an actor.”

Ye Lai was surprised. This was a question he had never thought about. He was silent for a while: “But, I’ve never been a director.”

“Five years ago, when filming “Raw Stripping,” you were always with our director team, participating in all the processes. Many of your opinions were very good and gave us a lot of ideas.” Sheng Mingqian did not hesitate to praise Ye Lai and spoke for a long time.

“Your suggestions can always grasp the most essential parts. This is an ability, the ability to perceive feelings. And now, I feel that I lack this ability. How about we try a movie together? We two can work together.”

Ye Lai was tempted by Sheng Mingqian’s words. He also wanted to try. When filming a movie five years ago, standing behind the monitor made him more excited than standing in front of the monitor. His feelings couldn’t be faked, so he agreed directly.

Sheng Mingqian was overjoyed. Ye Lai thought for a while, turned his face and asked: “If, I mean if I am the director, then the script, will I have the final say?”

Sheng Mingqian didn’t understand Ye Lai’s hidden meaning for a moment: “Of course, you are the director, you have the final say.”

Ye Lai changed his expression, resting his chin in his left hand, and tapping the table with the other finger, the sound of da da was particularly obvious in the quiet room. Ye Lai’s eyes looked elsewhere, as if he was thinking.

After a while, Ye Lai stopped tapping the table, picked up the script again, turned to the last page of the script, and pointed it to Sheng Mingqian.

“Mingqian, look at this ending.”

“What’s wrong with this ending?”

Within a few seconds, the expression on Ye Lai’s face changed several times. He frowned and pursed his lips, looking very troubled: “No, this ending is really not good.”

“Why is it not good?” Sheng Mingqian wondered. “Although there is regret, the ending is a happy one, isn’t that good?”

Ye, who was super vengeful and finally found an opportunity to fight back, sighed, slowly raised his eyelids, looked at Sheng Mingqian with a half-smile, and opened his lips slightly: “This is not love, this is clearly an obsession…”

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