TRMP Chapter 17
by VolareJiang Yifeng remembered the system telling him that Xie Jingshen had psychological problems, so he needed to provide psychological counseling to Xie Jingshen in the role of a lover.
But if Xie Jingshen already had a lover, Jiang Yifeng felt that it wasn’t a psychological problem.
“System, does he… have a girlfriend?” Jiang Yifeng asked uncertainly.
“The bound object does not have a girlfriend.”
“Then does he have any ambiguous partners?”
“No.”
“…Then why is there a girl?” Jiang Yifeng analyzed it carefully for a long time, but then felt that his persistence on this point was a bit abnormal.
A thorn was buried in Jiang Yifeng’s heart, and he couldn’t figure out why he was thinking so much.
Jiang Yifeng waited for a long time, until almost ten o’clock at night, when Xie Jingshen’s white frame popped up again.
Jiang Yifeng was originally memorizing lines, but when he saw Xie Jingshen, the messy emotions from the day surged up all at once.
He hadn’t figured it out yet, so he simply buried his head in the quilt, like a little ostrich.
Xie Jingshen was stunned for a moment.
“What’s wrong?”
His words contained a smile: “Why are you hiding?”
“…Nothing.” Jiang Yifeng’s head burrowed hard in the quilt, and his hair was messed up by the quilt.
He couldn’t possibly consider himself Xie Jingshen’s lover after only chatting with him a few times, right?
Jiang Yifeng thought aimlessly.
“I want to sleep, Xie Jingshen, let’s talk tomorrow.”
Jiang Yifeng said muffledly.
He was chatting happily with him in the evening, but at night he hummed and didn’t want to open his mouth.
Xie Jingshen found it amusing and wanted to ask a few more questions, but Jiang Yifeng only lifted the quilt to reveal a pair of eyes, as if he was being asked too urgently, and said fiercely, “I want to sleep.”
Xie Jingshen had no choice but to take a step back.
Jiang Yifeng was dizzy, he even forgot to turn off the light, and buried his head in the quilt and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
When Jiang Yifeng woke up early the next morning, he rushed to the set.
His costume was more complicated than others. Others could even wear casual clothes and simply draw their eyebrows before going on stage—only Jiang Yifeng, this distinctive actor, had an unusually elaborate look.
The director looked left and right and felt that Jiang Yifeng’s role was very good.
On the day of the opening ceremony, only a few reporters and media appeared in this small crew. Jiang Yifeng’s existence did not attract the attention of reporters. Instead, everyone was more concerned about why director Xu Chen wanted to shoot a crime and police drama that was completely different from his previous style.
“Director Guang Haitao and I are old friends… We originally agreed to make this movie together, and the script was polished and made together by the two of us. Now that he’s gone, I’ll do this movie alone.”
Guang Haitao was an old friend of Xu Chen, a director who often filmed police and spy war dramas, but he passed away some time ago.
The media sighed for a while.
Fire was lit at the opening ceremony, and wheat was set out. The first scene began to be filmed at noon that day.
The first scene was a robbery of a bank cash transport vehicle. While the robbers were killing and robbing in the sea of fire, the approaching patrol police were pulled into a small alley very close to the cash transport vehicle by a pair of tender little hands. Those hands held a sidearm and pressed it against the temple when the other party was whimpering, pulling the trigger.
Jiang Yifeng did not fully show his face.
In the scene where the patrol police were killed, his appearance was completely hidden in the darkness of the alley. Only a pair of fair, beautiful, and boneless hands covered the other party’s mouth and nose, and the knuckles on the back of his hands were all bulging with blue veins.
The camera was focused entirely on his hands.
Such a beautiful hand, intertwined with the red that people kept spitting out.
After Jiang Yifeng finished filming and went to see the repeated shots, even he himself felt that this scene was beautiful.
Xu Chen is indeed a well-known art director in China!
Jiang Yifeng was pleasantly surprised, and Xu Chen was also delighted.
“You did a great job, I didn’t even think of that just now.” Xu Chen pointed to the blue blood vessels showing through Jiang Yifeng’s knuckles and praised him repeatedly, “This picture can’t be all white, red, and black, otherwise it would be a horror movie. I originally wanted to shoot a very terrifying feeling, but this is just right…”
Jiang Yifeng didn’t know how Xu Chen judged beauty, he just felt that the other party’s shots were beautiful.
“All departments prepare, we’ll change positions later.”
After Xu Chen praised Jiang Yifeng, he began to coordinate the work of each group. At this time, Zhao Panyang, one of the protagonists, came over. He put his hand on Jiang Yifeng’s shoulder, the palm of his hand touching Jiang Yifeng’s shoulder, tilted his head and spoke to Jiang Yifeng in a good-natured manner: “You shot really well, I’ve never seen you before…”
“Brother Zhao.” Jiang Yifeng smiled at Zhao Panyang with his eyes curved, “Don’t you have a scene next?”
“I don’t have many appearances, I don’t have any scenes in the next few days.” As Zhao Panyang spoke, Jiang Yifeng felt something was wrong.
That hand was rubbing back and forth on his shoulder. Although they were both men, the action still made Jiang Yifeng uncomfortable.
He frowned, and finally used the excuse of wanting to discuss the scene with Director Zhao to avoid him when the other party wanted to get closer again.
However, he could avoid him for a while, but not for a lifetime.
Jiang Yifeng’s next scene was with Zhao Panyang.
The other party was originally supposed to whistle when he saw him, mutter “really like a woman,” and then be reprimanded by his friend.
Now Zhao Panyang took the liberty of adding a scene. He walked up to Jiang Yifeng, he was so close that Jiang Yifeng froze – this person’s breath was all sprayed on his face, and he even whistled, grinning and saying, “So beautiful, is he a woman?” After speaking, he even reached out to pry his face.
That moment made Jiang Yifeng stiff all over, and he subconsciously looked towards the old actor who played his “foster father”.
The old actor frowned slightly.
Although he knew that Zhao Panyang had added a scene, his on-the-spot reaction was faster. The next second, he called out: “Zhao Li, that’s my son.”
The remaining two people also came forward to pull Zhao Panyang, jokingly hitting his arms and shoulders.
“What are you doing?”
“Teasing someone’s child, you’re really something.”
After this scene, everyone was uneasy when the director shouted “Cut.”
On the first day of filming, they encountered someone like Zhao Panyang—the other party’s background was not small. His father was an elder-level figure in the largest actor circle in Yan City, and his mother operated several film and television companies. The combined value of the two, not including their assets, could crush people.
Xu Chen could talk to Zhao Panyang’s father in the circle… but no one knew what Director Xu was thinking.
Just as everyone was hesitating, Xu Chen suddenly called Zhao Panyang and Jiang Yifeng over.
“The feeling of you two acting together is very good, one advancing and one retreating, very tense.”
The more Xu Chen spoke, the more excited he became. He even pulled the person who played Jiang Yifeng’s foster father to the front of the camera and whispered a few words to him. The old actor immediately understood the director’s meaning.
Everyone started over.
However, Xu Chen and the screenwriter wrote the script almost non-stop.
They filmed the afternoon’s scene again that night with fill lights on.
Jiang Yifeng and Zhao Panyang had more scenes together.
And Zhao Panyang’s number of times of touching Jiang Yifeng on the pretext of acting also increased.
Jiang Yifeng hadn’t received any message prompts from Xie Jingshen for several days. He was annoyed to deal with Zhao Panyang, and Zhao Panyang even waited on the edge of the set when he didn’t have any scenes.
Jiang Yifeng always felt that this person seemed to have nothing to do every day, so he guarded Jiang Yifeng from time to time.
Jiang Yifeng wanted to talk to Xie Jingshen at night, but Xie Jingshen was away for several days.
Coupled with the girl who appeared in the lens that day, Jiang Yifeng only felt suffocated—not that he really felt that Xie Jingshen belonged to him, but Jiang Yifeng still got a little temper and silently planned in his heart.
The system was also silent, occasionally saying a few words to Jiang Yifeng, but it couldn’t help him get rid of Zhao Panyang, this scourge.
“…Annoying.” Jiang Yifeng walked to the sink and rubbed his hands over and over again.
It was difficult for him to show irritability towards someone abnormal. Even if Chen Ruiyang had repeatedly targeted him several times, Jiang Yifeng didn’t care.
But like Zhao Panyang, who occasionally held his hand, rubbed his shoulders, and took the opportunity to even hug his waist, Jiang Yifeng was tired of getting along with him after a few days.
He endured and endured, and finally couldn’t bear it one day.
“Can you keep your hands away from me?” Jiang Yifeng’s face completely cooled down, and his voice was also lowered.
“Isn’t it just that I want to get closer to Teacher Jiang.” Zhao Panyang smiled: “Teacher Jiang has always been alone, right? It seems that he encountered trouble some time ago. I think it’s just that a group of third-rate people are always causing trouble for our Teacher Jiang.”
His words were already a blatant invitation.
Zhao Panyang’s appearance was not bad, coupled with his romantic past, these frivolous words made him even more unclear and incomprehensible.
However, Jiang Yifeng thought he was extremely obscene.
“I don’t plan to find trouble with anyone myself, so Teacher Zhao doesn’t have to worry about it. I have a bad temper, Teacher Zhao better stay away from me.” Jiang Yifeng directly grabbed Zhao Panyang’s hand and took it away from his body, that pair of eyes and that face were so cold that they were deadly, and he didn’t even care about the other crew members around.
Zhao Panyang’s smile froze on his face.
He never thought that there would be someone in the entertainment circle who could speak so harshly, and didn’t give him any face at all. The eyes that were originally smiling were now cold to death, and that glance almost wanted to gouge him out.
Zhao Panyang took a deep breath.
He didn’t expect Jiang Yifeng to be so unbearable.
Or ignorant of human relationships.
Clearly, as long as he got in touch with him, Zhao Panyang, many things could be solved.
Now Jiang Yifeng directly refused—he had a beautiful face, but his character was very tough. No wonder he only managed to be blackened by others after a few years, making it impossible for him to stand up.
He clapped his hands and said with a smile: “The drama has already started filming, and we have to get along for a long time. We are the closest in the drama, and we have to stand together during the road show in the future.”
“Who said that?” Jiang Yifeng looked in the direction of Xu Chen: “It’s not certain who will be close to whom in the end.”