Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Nan HuaiLin had eaten just a few soda crackers earlier, but he couldn’t eat, so he simply ate two bites and then put the chopsticks away.
“Don’t you like it?” Man Tianzhu asked.
Nan HuaiLin shook his head, “No, I’m just not very hungry.”
“Then you go back to your room and rest, the shooting starts tomorrow, you need to get well.” Man Tianzhu said, “If you are hungry, call me, I will send you food to your room.”
Nan HuaiLin then went to her room.
He took a shower and changed into his home clothes, looked at the shooting notice to see which scenes to shoot tomorrow, and then sat on the bed to memorize his lines. He only had one scene tomorrow, the scene where Lu JinQin and Lu GuanLan reunited for the first time since they grew up. This section had very few lines, but the feelings to be shown were very strong and could only be conveyed by body movements and expressions. Lu JinQin was wearing a mask and would only show his true face in the middle and later stages of the drama, which tested his movements.
Nan HuaiLin opened the phone camera, turned to the front camera, used one hand to cover the lower half of his face, fixedly looked directly into his own eyes. Lu JinQin’s life in his mind suddenly flashed, feelings quickly accumulated, his heart really hurt a little, he felt a light flash and resentment and hate wrapped his eyes.
Nan HuaiLin put down the phone, blinked and changed back to himself.
The door of the room opened with two ticks, and Hu Meng Jun then walked in.
“Reading the script?” Hu Mengjun took off his jacket and threw it on the bed.
“Mn,” Nan HuaiLin said, “I’m memorizing the lines.”
Hu Mengjun sat on the bed facing him, “I just had dinner and wandered around, there are not only hotels here, but also bars, KTVs, foot massage parlors, especially full of them. Want to go shopping?”
Nan HuaiLin asked, “Is there a gym?”
Hu Mengjun said, “I don’t know, I think so.”
As they were talking, the doorbell rang.
“I’ll go open it.” Hu Meng Jun got up and answered the door.
“Hello, is this Mr. Nan HuaiLin’s room?”
When Nan HuaiLin heard his name, he got out of bed and walked to the door, “I am.”
The attendant smiled and said, “Mr. Nan, your friend has upgraded you to a deluxe suite, here is the room card, you can stay there now.”
Nan HuaiLin was stunned, reached out to take the room card and asked, “Who upgraded me?”
The waiter said, “It’s a gentleman named Fei.”
A gentleman named Fei could only be Fei Cheng.
Nan HuaiLin hesitated for a moment and asked, “Can I not?”
The waiter said, “Your friend has already paid a month’s room fee in advance, so even if you don’t stay in the room, there is no refund.”
Nan HuaiLin had no choice, “All right then.”
He went back to his room to pack up his things, while Hu Mengjun was watching. Except for a change of clothes in the shower, his luggage was basically untouched and packed in two minutes.
The attendant was waiting at the door, took his suitcase, led the way and took him to his room. When the attendant left, Nan HuaiLin immediately called Fei Cheng.
The other side hung up and sent him a WeChat message: [In a meeting.]
Nan HuaiLin replied: [Call me when you’re done.]
Putting down the phone, he strolled around the room, which was indeed much more spacious and comfortable than the standard room.
It must not be cheap, he just forgot to ask the attendant how much the room charge was.
Nan HuaiLin told Man Tianzhu about his change of room, then took the script and nestled in the sofa, but couldn’t read it. He looked out of the window at the less-than-pleasant scenery, lost in thought.
Fei Cheng was too good to him. A little too much. A person can’t be this good to another person for no reason. Does he… like me?
His heart suddenly fluttered.
Nan HuaiLin was startled and hurriedly expelled this absurd thought of self-indulgence from his mind.
The Prince and Cinderella, a story only found in fairy tales. It was better for a small fart like him not to daydream about it.
As he was lost in thought, his cell phone suddenly rang. He thought it was Fei Cheng, but picked it up and saw that it was Shen Chong.
“Where are you? Hmn?” Shen Chong asked.
“I’m in my room reading a script.” Nan HuaiLin said.
“Why don’t you come to my room,” Shen Chong said, “and do some lyric reading with me?”
“I’m in 1206.”
Nan HuaiLin froze.
He was in 1205.
After hanging up the phone, Nan HuaiLin took the script and went out, walked across the hall, and rang the doorbell.
Shen Chong opened the door and was a little surprised to see him, “Damn, did you fly here? That’s fast.”
Nan HuaiLin said sarcastically, “I’m right across the hall from you.”
“Huh?” Shen Chong took a look across the hallway, “You’re in 1205?”
“Yes,” Nan HuaiLin nodded, “Fei Cheng helped me upgrade my suite.”
Shen Chong laughed and said nothing more, stepping aside to let Nan HuaiLin in. Shen Chong asked, “Can I get you something to drink?”
“No.” Nan HuaiLin said.
They sat face to face on the sofa and Nan HuaiLin cut to the chase, “Which part do you want to talk about?”
Shen Chong said, “Just the part that we’re going to shoot tomorrow.”
Nan HuaiLin nodded, “Okay.”
And the two of them started to pair up their lines. Within a few sentences, Shen Chong secretly marveled that Nan HuaiLin’s line skills were really good, every line he said carried emotion, and he could be brought into the scene without acting at all.
Shen Chong had to admit that Nan HuaiLin was much better than him. If Nan HuaiLin had some face value, he would have become popular.
However, how come Nan HuaiLin was looking better and better every day? It was like an ugly duckling turning into a white swan.
When Nan HuaiLin finished his lines, he didn’t hear Shen Chong continue, so he looked up and saw Shen Chong staring at him with a strange look in his eyes. When his eyes met, Shen Chong lowered his head to read the script, “Where were we? Sorry, I just got lost in thought.”
Nan HuaiLin became wary and didn’t want to stay here any longer.
“I’m a little hungry,” he said, “and I’d like to go eat.”
Shen Chong said, “Let’s go together, I’m hungry too.”
Nan HuaiLin hesitated and nodded, “Okay.”
Nan HuaiLin originally wanted to go to the hotel restaurant and just eat something, but Shen Chong didn’t want to, so he took him out to eat grilled fish. The fish restaurant and the resort were on the same road, so it didn’t take ten minutes to sneak past.
Shen Chong ordered a grilled fish, fried vegetables and barbecue, and when the waiter left, he said, “This grilled fish is very good, I have to come to Hengdian several times every time I come to shoot a movie.”
Nan HuaiLin nodded and asked, seemingly unintentionally, “Have you and Fei Cheng known each other for a long time?”
He still asked.He told himself it was impossible, but he couldn’t help but try.
The human heart was fickle.
“Not that long,” Shen Chong said, “three or four years.”
“Then you know him pretty well, don’t you?” Nan HuaiLin asked again.
“Sort of,” Shen Chong looked at him with a smirk, “I can tell you anything you want to know.”
“There’s nothing I want to know,” Nan HuaiLin bowed his head, “I’m just asking.”
Nan HuaiLin shut his mouth. He was afraid that Shen Chong would find out what he was thinking.
Shen Chong said, “Don’t look at Fei Cheng’s playboy face, in fact he is pure, even more pure than Bitrensu. 1 As far as I know him, in the past few years, no matter how many wild bees pounced on him, he never touched any of them. I wonder if he has a problem with his dick.”
Nan HuaiLin did not say anything, hanging eyes silently listening.
Shen Chong suddenly stopped talking and looked down to play with his phone.
The grilled fish soon came up, and the taste was indeed very good.
But the oil was too heavy and Nan HuaiLin could only eat a few bites before he felt a wave of nausea. While Shen Chong was still eating, Nan HuaiLin went ahead and settled the bill.
It only cost two hundred, which was not comparable to the French meal that Shen Chong bought him, so he could pay it back later.
After dinner, the two of them headed to the resort.
It was already dark, the street was very busy, many actors came to eat with makeup on, in strange costumes. There was a guy who probably just finished filming a horror movie, with a face that looked like his throat was cut, sitting at a roadside stall eating hot and spicy food. It was scary and funny.
When he passed by a stall, Nan HuaiLin was caught by a plate of red round cakes and stopped to ask Shen Chong, “What is this?”
“Yangmei Li,” 2 Shen Chong said, “made of glutinous rice flour.”
It looked so appetizing that Nan HuaiLin asked the owner, “How much are they, please?”
The owner said, “Two yuan for one.”
Nan HuaiLin said, “Give me ten.”
I’ll take them back to Sister Zhu to try.
Nan HuaiLin couldn’t wait to take a bite, and it was so sweet and fragrant, especially delicious.
“It’s delicious,” Nan HuaiLin said with a smile as he handed the bag to Shen Chong, “Try it.”
“I can’t eat anymore,” Shen Chong waved his hand, “You can eat it yourself.”
Before he could walk to the resort, the ten were all eaten by Nan HuaiLin. He looked at the empty bag and thought, oops. He had to run on the treadmill for two hours after consuming so many sweets.
He usually didn’t have so little self-control, what was wrong with him today?
When they arrived at the resort, Nan HuaiLin ran to the gym while Shen Chong went back to the hotel. Shen Chong called Fei Cheng as he walked, and when he got the answer, he smiled and said, “Congratulations.”
Fei Cheng asked, “Congratulations on what?”
Shen Chong said, “Your future wife just asked me about you.”
Fei Cheng suddenly got excited, “What did he ask about me?”
Shen Chong replied, “I used to think that Xiao Lin-zi was pure on the outside and flirty on the inside, but I didn’t think he was really pure. He wanted to ask about you but was too embarrassed to ask openly, but his thoughts were written on his face, so he was seen through by me right away. It was so cute.”
Fei Cheng asked, “So what did you say about me?”
“Of course I praised you, saying that you are a pure young man, how many wild bees and butterflies flock to you, but you are not moved…” Shen Chong suddenly paused, “Damn, I may have said the wrong thing.”
“What did you say wrong?” Fei Cheng gnashed his teeth.
Shen Chong said truthfully, “I told him that I suspect that you have a problem with your dick.”
“Fuck you Shen Chong!” Fei Cheng cursed and hung up the phone.
Shen Chong laughed, and suddenly felt a little disappointed.
He shouldn’t have given up on Nan HuaiLin so early, he should have held on a little longer. But now it was too late to say anything, Nan HuaiLin would be, sooner or later, Fei Cheng’s person.
Fuck, it’s fucking annoying!
- A purified milk product in China known for its smoothness.
- made of glutinous rice flour dumplings filled with brown sugar and sesame seeds, and steamed with red-dyed glutinous rice. After steaming, the outer surface is bright red like bayberry, the wall is sticky and the filling is sweet, and there is a little bit higher inside. 杨梅馃