Deep in the Act - Chapter 19

[Chapter 19]

“Brother, what are you filming today?” In the elevator, Xiao Deng said while playing with his mobile phone: “Character posters.”

Zhang Zhun frowned: “Shooting so early?

” Director Chen said that he took the time to shoot.” When the

elevator reached the top, the restaurant in the morning was always crowded, and the two of them lined up, walked around the table, and sat down at the booth with bread and coffee.

“Angkor is going too,” Xiao Deng tore apart the sugar for Zhang Zhun, and spread the butter: “There is also Zhen Xin.”

Zhang Zhun stopped mixing the salad: “Where to shoot, what plan do you know?”

Xiao Deng blinked mysteriously: “It seems that I still have to take it off.” Just as

Zhang Zhun was about to say something, someone patted his shoulder, and when he looked up, it was Wu Rong, grinning with a plate in his hand, and smiled Two dimples: “Go in.”

Zhang Zhun moved inside the four-person booth, and Wu Rong sat down on his buttocks: “Fuck me in yesterday’s scene, I haven’t calmed down yet,” he said with a Said with an expression between excitement and disgust, his face was flushed: “Looking back, I’m so fucking insane!” As he spoke, he habitually put Zhang Zhun’s arm on his shoulders.

“Reported to sister-in-law?” Zhang Zhun raised an eyebrow and looked at him indifferently.

Wu Rong was overjoyed, shamelessly happy, and got close to him, as if discussing something private: “Did you shoot this…did your girlfriend have trouble with you?”

Zhang Zhun and him were almost face to face, mouths separated There is a distance of centimeters away, but he is very calm: “I am a girlfriend, you are a wife, it is different.”

Wu Rong owed her, as if she was inquiring about some secret, and her eyes were bright: “What’s the matter, how can we break up?” What?”

Zhang Zhun knew that he was not serious, so he didn’t bother to talk to him, turned his eyes and saw Zhen Xin, who was walking this way with a bowl of hot glutinous rice balls and freshly squeezed orange juice, Zhang Zhun couldn’t tell what he wanted In his mood, he felt that Zhen Xin was walking towards him, and subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Wu Rong. At the same time, he glanced at Xiao Deng to see if he could sit down enough.

Zhen Xin also saw him, her black eyes narrowed, but she didn’t come over, she walked around to sit at the square table.

From then on, Zhang Zhun began to lose his mind, and Xiao Deng said, “Angkor, are you going to end up with a sex scene?”

Wu Rong nodded sadly, put his hand on Zhang Zhun’s neck, and squeezed it hard: “Zhun, you Said brother has been filming for so many years, who has he been afraid of? I am really afraid of you!”

Zhang Zhun stared at him blankly, but what he thought of was the pair of narrowed black eyes, Wu Rong’s mouth moved, and he said: “Why the fuck do I put pressure on you, so I won’t be able to act!”

Zhen Xin turned a blind eye to him. This realization made Zhang Zhun’s heart sour, and he felt a cool sense of loss. He suddenly realized his loss, and he again Fell into a panic of being overwhelmed.

“Certainly…surely!” Wu Rong’s rough thumb scratched the sensitive skin at the base of his neck, bringing up fine goosebumps: “Tell me about that kind of scene…you and that psychopath How did you shoot it?”

Zhang Zhun waved his hand helplessly: “Brother, please forgive me!”

The place where the poster was shot was in the Bund, a small private studio, the photographer’s surname was Zhu, female, four years old. Ten years old, with short gray hair, long hands and long feet, tall, looks like a handsome guy at first glance.

The costumes were brought by the crew, three sets of pure black satin dresses, and Zhou was escorting the car. On the way, he said to several leading actors: “Be careful what you say later, that sister Zhu,” he bent his index finger, somewhat teasingly. : “It’s curved.”

She is the kind of person who can tell “curved” at a glance. She has a delicate face, but she is cold when looking at men. She is holding a huge Hasselblad, pointing at Zhang Zhun and saying “You, come here and let me have a look.”

They are about the same height, Zhang Zhun is wearing a dress, standing in front of her, with a red waist and black tie, like a brand new painting, Zhu sister observes him from head to toe, and then calls for photography Assistant: “Xiao Hai, give him the white ones, and Zhen Xin the red ones.”

The assistant asked Xiao Hai to take out two large baskets of roses from among the props, one red and the other white. The baskets are shallow and long, a rare retro style When Wu Rong heard this, he quit: “Hey, what about mine?”

Sister Zhu ignored him, and said to Xiaohai: “Take a solo photo first, and give me Rembrandt light.”

She is different from others when she shoots commercial photos. Everyone uses studio lights, and she prefers yellow lights like oil paintings. , under the heavy halo, Zhen Xin was carrying a basket of red roses, and cast her unruly gaze into the camera. The white bag scarf on her left chest was folded into a line, echoing the highlight on her right shoulder.

He is handsome, Wu Rong had to admit, a bit mysterious and a bit decadent, even the scorched roses under the strong light were not as dazzling as him: “This boy is so handsome!” He turned his head and saw Zhang Zhun’s expression. To describe it, there are some avoidance, some entanglement, and some unspeakable feelings, like some kind of desperate love.

Soon it was Zhang Zhun’s turn. He was small in stature and a basket of flowers seemed cumbersome. Sister Zhu simply asked him to drop the basket and embrace the bouquet of dozens of roses: “Like Princess Sissy,” she said : “Hug with restraint.”

Zhang Zhun doesn’t know what kind of restraint is, but he has seen “Princess Sissi” when he was a child. Under the crystal chandelier, he will never forget the way Sissy hugs a rose. That is a real princess. Pure as an angel, ignorant as a child.

The long-stemmed white rose, hit by the yellow light, showed a delicate milky color, blooming profusely and luxuriantly on his body, Zhang Zhun was a little shy, and forced out a hazy smile.

After the filming, he came down from the set, and carefully handed the rose to Xiao Hai, but Sister Zhu let the flower be thrown on the ground and stepped on it, until the branches fell off, and asked Wu Rong to go up: “Mr. Wu, please sit down for a while ”

Wu Rong looked at Zhou Zheng: “That’s the way to be a supporting role, right?” With a sour mouth, he walked quickly into the viewfinder frame, tilted his head stylishly, pointed his strong arms to the camera, and squatted down gracefully: “For the sake of my junior brother, I’ll bear it!”

Zhen Xin snorted disdainfully, and glanced at Zhang Zhun, who happened to be looking at him too, under the warm yellow Rembrandt light, her cheeks rose and fell. The ever-changing, even the expression is full of a classical romantic, Zhang Zhun quickly averted his eyes, like a thief who has been found.

Zhen Xin felt that something had really been stolen from him, or as if he would not lose his soul, and his heart tensed up and panicked, so much so that when Sister Zhu asked him to take a couple film, he didn’t know what expression to use to face it. Zhang Zhun.

A set of simple kissing photos, but Zhen Xin had to hold his hand—Zhang Zhun used to be numb and bear it, no matter how much he was teased, he always had a kind of rigid restraint, but now he showed a boyish, Vivid shyness – the closer Zhen Xin bullied her, the more he retreated.

Everyone at the scene felt this kind of ambiguous estrangement with ghosts. Zhen Xin was a little anxious, and rushed to close her mouth before the distance was in place. Looking at him with a bright and dark expression, Zhen Xin was made a little anxious, pulled him forward and leaned forward, back and forth three or four times, the two of them were like a pair of courting macaws on a tortoiseshell frame, fluffing their gorgeous feathers, Test each other.

“Hey, who is that?” Wu Rong felt something was wrong, and asked Zhou Zheng, “What do they look like?”

Zhou Zheng said vaguely, “Let’s find a feeling.

” Said: “If you want to talk about love, please go back and talk slowly. I want you to kiss each other. It’s short and quick, OK?”

Someone in the photography assistant laughed, and Zhen Xin became ruthless. Nothing else, Zhang Zhun opened his eyes blankly, looking at him from a close to blurred distance, the non-stop flashing lights were like countless pieces of broken dreams, and the light of the other party’s pupils was refracted in the dreams, and the end of the light was an expanse of light. In the dark sea, the soul is fascinated by the waves.

Sister Zhu pressed the shutter and said, “Princesses, can you give me some feedback? Is the tongue

just for display?”

The mouth greeted him, a tacit understanding built on fifteen absurd evenings and early mornings, they lay on the same bed, rubbing each other in the blue light of the end of the show.

“Fuck…” Wu Rong was completely dumbfounded, and grabbed Zhou Zheng’s sleeve: “I, I can’t come, it’s too fucking lingering!”

Zhou Zheng glanced at him sideways, and said in his heart, Mr. Wu, you are overthinking, really.

When it was Wu Rong’s turn to go up, his legs were a little weak, Zhen Xin came out of the viewfinder, and arrogantly rubbed shoulders with him, Zhang Zhun was waiting for him under the strong light like an old church, half of his face was bright, and the other half was in the shadows In the middle, the smile seems far away.

The closer he got to him, the more he felt a subtle tension, like a bottomless abyss sucking people in. Wu Rong coughed uncomfortably, shrugged, and stood opposite Zhang Zhun.

“Brother, how do you want to do it?” Zhang Zhun said, his eyebrows and eyes were not as affectionate as him: “I will cooperate with you.”

Probably because of the magic power of the light, Wu Rong thought: “Well, let me cooperate with you,” he looked nervous “I have no experience with this kind of thing.”

Sister Zhu asked Xiao Hai to fold a flower for each of them and put it in the top pocket of the suit. The white rose stuck to Wu Rong’s chest, and of course Wu Rong’s red rose also stuck to him.

“Brother, am I here?” The breath sprayed on Wu Rong’s chin.

“Come on.” The light was too strong to tell, but Wu Rong blushed, and he stood up straighter, feeling itchy in his heart.

Zhang Zhun raised his feet a little bit, rubbing his wet lips against his lips like water, a harmless kiss, the flashlight started to light up, after the light was on, Zhang Zhun left, and Wu Rong said: “Zhuner, how do you look like that?” Like

a girl.”

“Huh?” Zhang Zhun was stunned, Wu Rong hugged him, chest and chest pressed together, not to mention his mouth, twisting the angle in front of the camera, Zhang Zhun subconsciously Grabbing the collar of his suit, his knuckles twisted violently in the light. Sister Zhu admired it very much, and seized the opportunity to snap a photo: “Okay, Mr. Wu, very good, keep it!”

This kiss seemed intense, but it was actually fake. Wu Rong’s tongue was always stuck behind his teeth, and he didn’t dare to move it. The spectators didn’t think so. Zhen Xin said loudly from below: “This is called inexperienced? Teacher Wu, you are too modest!”

Wu Rong was not used to him What’s wrong, let Zhang Zhun go, and stare back at him with all the vigor of his body, frowning sharply, with a kind of terrified evil spirit: “I will come first for this kind of thing next time, so I won’t f*cking drool on you!”

This expression was so vivid, Zhen Xin was stunned by his rudeness and directness, and Sister Zhu couldn’t help but snapped two photos, and the camera assistants whispered in the corner: “Wow, I really want to be a big brother!

” , Zhang Zhun was about to leave the filming area, and sister Zhu called him: “Your flowers…” She grabbed a small camera on the workbench, with a wooden body, which seemed to be old: “Please stand side by side.”

Zhang Zhun Only then did he notice the rose on his chest, because of the sudden kiss, it was squashed by Wu Rong’s chest, and it was half wilted on the small dress. Better sex hints too.

When kissing, Zhang Zhun didn’t feel very shy, but at this time he was too embarrassed to lift his head. Sister Zhu liked his appearance very much, and pressed the shutter vigorously: “It feels right, there is an atmosphere of cheating, yes, Teacher Wu again Come closer!”

As soon as Zhang Zhun looked up, he saw Zhen Xin’s face, smoking a cigarette, with dark eyes, staring at him more than Sister Zhu’s camera, he was jealous, bright.

Realizing that Zhang Zhun had finally turned his attention to himself, he immediately lost his temper. He pinched his cigarette and yelled: “Give me the key, and we will wait for you in the car!”

Zhou Zheng hurriedly called him: “Mr. Zhen, there is another set!”

Zhen Xin made a puzzled expression, and Zhou Zheng said: “Director Chen told me to take double copies, and there is also a set showing two points.”

Sister Zhu said while wiping the camera: “My opinion, divide into two groups, Wu Rong A Group, Zhen Xin, group B, group A comes first, group B goes out,” she glanced at Wu Rong, then at Zhen Xin: “I’m afraid we’ll start a fight.”

“I’ll say that,” Wu Rong was a little hesitant Guo Weier: “Why am I in Group A?”

Sister Zhu was quite funny: “Isn’t it what you asked for? You come first for this kind of thing.”

Wu Rong didn’t say anything for a long time, stuck his neck and turned around twice Turning around, she tilted her head, recognized it, threw off her coat and pulled off the tie, revealing her stretched shirt, Sister Zhu turned around and asked Zhang Zhun, “Can I find you a dressing room?”

Zhang Zhun shook his head and started to take off.

Both he and Wu Rong were born in martial arts. Before taking pictures, they have a habit of doing push-ups first, usually thirty or fifty. The muscles they make are beautiful, moist with sweat, and have a sensual beauty.

Both Wu Rong and Zhang Zhun have bodies like this. Zhen Xin took aim from the corner of her eye, and Sister Zhu saw it, and called Xiao Hai, “Lead Teacher Zhen to the tea room for a while.”

Zhen Xin understood what she meant, and didn’t need Xiao Hai to lead her , went directly to the gate, pushed open the door and looked back, Zhang Zhun and Wu Rong were standing flesh and blood, he averted his eyes, let go, and the door slammed shut behind him.