"Director Tang, I don’t think the angle is quite flattering, what do you think?" Bo Yan spoke with a smile that was more of a veiled threat, an emotion that was transmitted solely to Xuan Ze. The assistant director standing beside Xuan Ze, although hearing the conversation between the two, failed to deeply feel the emotion.
Without a word, he continued to fiddle with the device in his hand, not expecting the great actor Bo to be so exacting. He thought the last shot was quite good!
Indeed, an actor of his caliber is just different, with such high standards.
Xuan Ze’s voice ca out almost squeezed through the gaps in his teeth, "What exactly is your relationship with Yuran, don’t take advantage of the situation to get fresh with the girl."
Shaless or not shaless.
Bo Yan almost instantly resolved his confusion as his words fell, "She’s mine."
Xuan Ze: "...What did you say?"
"She’s mine," Bo Yan finished speaking, stood up, and then turned to Yuran who was still in the sa spot, "The director says the angle isn’t very nice. Let’s reshoot this one."
Yuran didn’t question him, rely complaining inwardly about Xuan Ze. She knew where she was positioned, and Bo Yan couldn’t possibly make a mistake. Xuan Ze’s demands seed too high.
Truly wronged under the bright skies.
In front of the monitor, the teeth-gritting Xuan Ze suddenly sneezed; his nose itched. The assistant director asked, "Director Tang, do you have a cold?" It was indeed quite cold.
Xuan Ze rubbed his nose, "It’s nothing, probably soone cursing ."
His gaze bore a profound sense of grievance as he stared at Bo Yan.
The assistant director was baffled: "..."
The set was so strange today, everyone was talking in a way that was hardly understandable.
By the ti they were reshooting for the fifth ti, the entire crew had gone from shock to numbness. They really kissed, more than once. Bo He, unable to resist, posted a status on the official Weibo.
Southern Bait: In the future, if anyone dares tell the great actor Bo doesn’t do kiss scenes, I’ll lose it with them, ahhh!
What seed like a mundane update on the official Weibo quickly spread, with many Bo He fans reposting it. The situation continued to fernt until the hashtag #BoYanKissScene appeared explosively on the trending search topics and went out of control.
But at present, as Bo Yan walked towards Xuan Ze for the sixth ti, Xuan Ze watched him with a dark face and twitching lips, "Don’t go too far. How wronged am I to be burdened with such bla?"
Bo Yan’s lips, reddened from the kissing, were highly enticing. Upon hearing this, he looked at Xuan Ze in astonishnt, "What are you thinking? Do you think I’d co back a sixth ti? Are you sick? Does a kiss scene need to be shot this long? I’m starting to doubt your professionalism."
Xuan Ze was so flustered by his shalessness that he almost had a heart attack, about to shout at soone, when Yuran, unbeknownst to him, ca over and looked at him with a plaintive expression, "Director Tang, next ti for the kiss scene, just a casual take will do, this isn’t too good."
Wronged in broad daylight with no one to tell.
He swallowed his grievances and continued to take the fall for the great actor Bo, yet seized the opportunity to assert his innocence, "I am wronged."
Yuran looked at him suspiciously, clearly not believing, "Director Tang, your standards are too high."
Xie Cheng stood in the distance, hand to his forehead, sighing: Shaless, truly too shaless.
...
Li Weiwei watched as Yuran chatted with the great actor Bo and Director Tang as naturally as could be, her eyes narrowed slightly. Her assistant whispered in her ear, "It’s really strange, everyone in the circle knows that Bo Yan doesn’t do kiss scenes. Usually, for dramas with kiss scenes, no matter how good the script, he’s not necessarily willing to take it.
Producers, investors, screenwriters, because of his peculiar behavior, would rather make major changes to the script. So why is it that for ’Glory,’ he’s willing?"
"Is it really that strange, or has the great actor Bo Yan started doing kissing scenes?"
Li Weiwei’s assistant was just expressing her wonder and didn’t an anything else by it, but the implications sounded different to Li Weiwei’s ears.
She glanced at the assistant and turned to leave.
The bewildered assistant stood there, speechless: "..."
...
When Bo Yan and Yuran stumbled upon the #BoYanKissingScene trending topic online, it was Xie Cheng who ntioned it. In the Nanny Van, the driver drove straight ahead without sparing a glance anywhere else, and Xie Cheng was in the co-driver’s seat.
Bo Yan was sitting in the backseat, encircling Yuran, and they were not headed ho but in the direction to buy chestnuts for Yuran.
The chestnuts purchased with much effort at noon were no longer edible. Now, at nine in the evening, it was uncertain whether the seller had closed up shop.
Bo Yan, who was acting on an impulsive whim, insisted on checking it out.
Xie Cheng felt exhausted. Almost imdiately after the issue arose, he knew that dragging it on was only because he thought the news was trivial and wouldn’t stir up much trouble if they didn’t respond.
Moreover, since Yuran was the one involved in the kissing scene, Bo Yan might actually like the idea of such a rumor spreading.
So he waited until now to casually ask Bo Yan if they should handle it. If Bo Yan wanted to take action, Xie Cheng would give the order, but if they were to let it play out, then he’d let it be.
Bo Yan had previously thought that going public with his romance with Yuran might reflect poorly on her, but after careful consideration, he realized he could shield her from the slander. However, this would depend on Yuran’s wishes.
He didn’t imdiately answer Xie Cheng but rather lowered his eyes, asking the person in his arms, "What do you think if our relationship gets exposed?"
Yuran knew the question was for her. She looked up, saw a hint of hope deep in his eyes, and smiled slightly, "Admit to it, obviously!"
Xie Cheng: "..."
Bo Yan never expected such an answer, his smile widened a bit as he pulled her closer into his embrace, "Aren’t you worried about being cursed with so nasty words?"
"What’s there to be scared of?" Yuran patted his arm, sat up straight, turned to face Bo Yan, "My career path is the sa as yours, no fake persona, unshakable. Also, who I date and whether they’re worthy or not—isn’t it up to us to decide, not others?
And thinking back on it, I’ve considered this scenario. Brother Qi, as long as there’s evidence, there’s no harm in admitting to it. The more they curse, the more jealous they are. Why should I be angry?
"Who says anyone can hook up with the great actor Bo Yan?"
These words were spot-on... Xie Cheng thought that at this mont, Yuran seed less pretentious, and Bo Yan’s current status was such that not even a romantic relationship could topple him from his pedestal.
Moreover, his situation was rather unique. Most fans don’t want their idol to date, whereas Bo Yan’s fans, like anxious mothers worried about their daughters not getting married, hoped the scandal-repellent Bo Yan could find a girlfriend.
Yuran might be at a slight disadvantage, but with Bo Yan, the big capitalist, standing behind her, it really wasn’t a significant problem.
Yuran saw things quite clearly.
With Bo Yan by her side, she had the world at her disposal.
As for resources, she lacked none.
As for money, even less so.
He was certain that now, as long as Yuran wished it, and asked Bo Yan to support her, Bo Yan would oblige without batting an eye. He’d spend the money where needed, leverage his connections without hesitation, and do it willingly and wholeheartedly.
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