Deep in the Act - Chapter 1

[Chapter 1]

Ocean Star Hotel, thirty-seventh floor, room 3726, Zhang Zhun is holding the temporary script tightly, sinking in the huge black cloth sofa.

This is a suite. The semi-circular front hall is connected to a bedroom with a screen. There is a small study in the east corner of the bedroom. During the preparation period, the production team often entrenches in this kind of place. The director and assistant director stay for ten days and a half months. Casting actors, discussing scripts, arranging schedules, and sometimes playing small cards to relax.

Zhang Zhun came to audition, to be precise, he came to try his opponent.

The selection of the role had ended a month ago, and the director was very satisfied with his performance. Yesterday, the assistant director called him. He thought it was a notification to start the machine, but the other side of the phone said: “Mr. Zhang, do you have time tomorrow? Please come here A trip to Shanghai, I have to try the play.”

Zhang Zhun’s family is in Guangzhou, not for other reasons, because his girlfriend is from Guangzhou, he thought for a while, and knew that there was a change: “Okay, if you have time, which part should you try? I’m going to prepare for the play.”

“Try the opposite play,” the assistant director surnamed Zhou was in his forties, speaking very tactfully: “You know, our play is a bit special…”

It is indeed special, it is a gay theme Movie.

When he first received the script, Zhang Zhun was cooking noodles for his girlfriend with bamboo chopsticks. The script was in outline form. After reading it in ten minutes, he shook off his long forehead and asked his manager Xiao Deng: “This kind of Movies… can we shoot now?”

“I don’t know,” Xiao Deng put on an apron, picked up the bamboo chopsticks in the pot, and poked his head out of the kitchen: “I heard that the investment is in place, anyway, bro, don’t you want to make a literary film? Well.”

He really wanted to make a literary film.

Zhang Zhun was born as a star. He has struggled in the entertainment industry for more than ten years. He has been a stand-in, a martial artist, and a low-cost male lead, but he has always been tepid. He is almost forty in a flash. It’s time to make a good work, a good work with depth and acting skills that can be linked with his name.

“The subject matter is too risky,” Xie Danyi leaned into his arms holding a milk cup, “I won’t talk about whether I can pass the review after the filming is over, even if it does pass the review and enter the theater, this kind of thing will lose fans if it doesn’t work out.” .”

She has a kind of petite beauty, she is small, exquisite and lively, she was also an actress at the beginning, but when she got older, she moved behind the scenes, and she has known Zhang Zhun for three years, and her relationship is considered stable, and she plans to get married after a year or two of getting along.

Xiao Deng’s teasing voice came from the kitchen: “Sister, are you afraid that my brother will run away with the man after filming this scene?”

Xie Danyi looked at Zhang Zhun carefully: “Hey, you have this kind of ability,” he said Turning her head to Xiao Deng, she said, “I’m not afraid of other men, you two are so good, tell me, have you already done something to my man!”

She put down the milk glass and went to the kitchen to laugh with Xiao Deng, Zhang Zhun caressed The script is thin, he doesn’t understand people who are gay or not, he only knows that he likes this story, and he is interested in these two characters.

So right now he is sitting in this hotel suite, still stroking the plot outline, awkwardly, expectantly, and with a little shame, waiting for his fate.

The sound of swiping the room card sounded behind his ears. He turned his head and stood up. The director came in, wearing a white T-shirt, jeans and a tattered peaked cap. He nodded to Zhang Zhun: “It’s been a long time.”

He followed Two or three people were chatting happily outside the door. Zhang Zhun guessed that one was the assistant director Zhou, the other was the drama manager, and the other was supposed to be his rival actor.

“Xiao Zhang, you really don’t look thirty-seven or eighty-eight.” The director looked at him as if looking at a painting: “Slap the face, youthful.”

Zhang Zhun was a little embarrassed: “Director Chen, I also want to be more mature .”

This kind of face can’t be used in big dramas.” The

director lit a cigar and said firmly, “You are very suitable for this role.”

Zhang Zhun’s eyes are very beautiful, big and bright, with curled eyelashes, shining brightly He looked drunk when he was young. He really has a slapped face, a pointed chin and thin lips. He has practiced martial arts all the year round. When docile, the soft neck curve makes people have the urge to hold it.

“You have a taste, that’s what I want,” the director naturally transitioned the conversation from greetings to work: “I want you to be beautiful, abstinent, and neurotic. In this scene, you wear a suit and drive a good car. Be arrogant and A bit of a clean freak.”

Zhang Zhun listened carefully, with a focused expression on his face, remembering in a panic that the director would not analyze the characters too much for him at this stage, but quickly talked about today’s audition: “Touch it, if it feels right , just turn it on.” The

implication is that if something feels wrong, it is likely to be replaced.

Zhang Zhun couldn’t help looking out the door, and the director followed his gaze and called out: “Mr. Zhen, don’t talk, wait until you wait until the flowers are all thankful.”

Taiwanese, the word “er” is very strong, interesting Surprisingly, the answer outside the door was also in such a soft and brisk accent: “Director, I haven’t seen the official script yet.”

A tall man walked in with a smile that fluctuated from shallow to deep, with short black hair that had been permed. , half of the bridge of the nose was exposed under the fluffy curly hair, thin and pouty lips, with some stubble, turned around and saw Zhang Zhun on the sofa, his big eyes were narrowed and slender, and he slowly called out his name: “Zhang… Yes?”

Of course Zhang Zhun also recognized him, stood up and shook hands: “Teacher Zhen.”

Zhen Xin, a Taiwanese child star who debuted, is talented in acting, and what is even more amazing is her luck, she has filmed all kinds of scenes at a young age, He has won all kinds of awards, and he shines brightly wherever he goes.

The director patted Zhen Xin’s shoulder with one hand, and signaled Zhang Zhun to sit down with the other: “You two are very familiar with each other. That “Northern Peak”, Fatty Liu’s play, is not bad.”

Zhang Zhun nodded, and Zhen Xin also nodded, “Northern Peak” In the play directed by Liu Jianwei, both of them are male supporting roles, so they should be familiar with each other, but in that group, Zhang Zhun and Zhen Xin didn’t say a word.

“There is also “Walking Horse”, “Associate Director Zhou and the director of the show also entered the room, and said while setting up the machine: “It was a play seven or eight years ago, and it was so fucking popular at the time!”

Zhang Zhun smiled awkwardly, , Zhen Xin is the male lead, he is just the heroine’s substitute, seven or eight years, everyone only remembers that he was in that scene, and they don’t remember that he was not in the scene at all.

But Zhen Xin should remember, he glanced at Zhang Zhun silently, found a sofa not too far away and sat down: “Director, what are the arrangements for today?

” : “You two play against each other and see how you feel.”

Zhen Xin chuckled, and asked knowingly, “What show?”

Director Chen seemed a little embarrassed: “What show, an intimacy scene!”

After that, no one spoke. Zhun secretly clenched his fists, he had thought about all kinds of possibilities before, the good and the bad were not satisfactory, but he never thought it would be Zhen Xin, he had seen this kid acting in a play, he was a monster who could swallow the lives of those who acted with him up.

Zhen Xin was also weighing Zhang Zhun. The two had met before, but they had never been in a rivalry. His eyes were sharp, and he scanned Zhang Zhun from top to bottom. Of course Zhang Zhun felt it, so he let go of his fist and rubbed his hands together: “Chen Director, how about…” His slender fingers drew an arc between himself and Zhen Xin: “Let’s get acquainted first?” The

director looked at his watch and sighed: “Ten minutes.” The

equipment didn’t move, The two of them went to the bedroom and sat down on the big bed side by side, facing a golden powder white crane screen, the white crane on the cliff was about to spread its wings, and the white crane in the sky was looking back, Zhang Zhun said softly: “It seems that I haven’t talked to you much. Zhen Xin glanced at him and smiled:

”

I never had a chance.” He took out the cigarette case: “Smoking?”

Zhang Zhun turned his face, nodded, Zhen Xin lit two, and handed him one: “This I have experience.”

Zhang Zhun took a deep breath, choking and coughing, and Zhen Xin said: “I was… at the time of the 16th or 17th, it was also Liu Jianwei’s play, a small supporting role, a A kiss scene, a bed scene.”

He stopped, and Zhang Zhun felt that he should say something, but Zhen Xin put her hands beside him, leaned over, and stared at him with the usual naughty eyes in magazines: “If you want me to say, What are you talking about, let’s just kiss.”

For a minute, Zhang Zhun’s mind was blank, Zhang Zhun held the cigarette in his mouth, watching the smoke pass by Zhen Xin’s beautiful black eyes.

“Can you try it?” Zhen Xin was a little irritated by the smoke, her eyes were focused on the thin lips in front of her eyes, the lips of an old man, he thought.

Zhang Zhun is two years older than him, but he is obviously not as good at “getting into the mood”. Zhang Zhun blinked, turned his head away as if avoiding it, and said in an inaudible voice: “You don’t have to kiss, hug.” It’s also possible.”

“Director!” Zhen Xin shouted to the other side of the screen: “Is it okay to just hug!” The

director shouted back angrily: “At least three sex scenes! Two naked scenes! You can’t clear the scene!”

Zhang Zhun knew himself His face must have turned red beyond words, and he glared at Zhen Xin angrily, meaning why did he provoke the director, Zhen Xin was very happy, smiling with a cigarette in his mouth, his shoulders trembling, the corners of his mouth raised and lowered, very handsome .

Zhang Zhun found that this kid is too powerful. What he just did was just a part of his acting skills. He oppressed him, relaxed him, controlled him, and publicized him as he wished. This kiss, with him, maybe you can try… Zhang Zhun relaxed a little But Zhen Xin pinched out the cigarette, and said loudly: “Director, we can do it!”

Panasonic’s strings suddenly tensed, Zhang Zhun held Zhen Xin in disbelief, and said to him: “You play!” Me! You’re alright, I’m not alright!”

Zhen Xin smiled mischievously, put his shoulders on him and dragged him out, Director Chen and Assistant Director Zhou were smoking, and the production manager had just unscrewed the lens cap, for some reason, Zhang Zhun turned He was not as nervous as before, and when Zhen Xin hugged him from behind in a shoulder-to-shoulder posture, he still struggled a bit naturally, Zhen Xin buried the tip of his nose in his hair and whispered, “What are you twisting?” Let’s

shoot.”

The red light of the camera was not on, and Zhang Zhun turned his head to expose his lie, but his cheek was covered by a curly hair, and then his wet lips landed on his eyelids, and he paused for a moment, Swipe down heavily over the nostrils and suck the corners of the mouth.

Only then did the director shout: “Action!”

Zhang Zhun was stunned, eyes wide open, being sucked by Zhen Xin on his mouth like a small animal, he was numb from his Adam’s apple to his chest. In response, a big warm hand reached in from the hem of the jacket.

“Hmm…” He gasped in surprise, but the voice coming out of his nose didn’t mean that at all. He was startled, subconsciously dodged back, and just kicked the coffee table where Director Chen put his cigars, and heard a sputtering sound. The lighter belt was full of ashtrays and was all buckled on the carpet.

Zhen Xin followed his strength and pushed the man towards the French window. Zhang Zhun was very embarrassed, and was hugged tightly by a man. Even the whites of his eyes were pink. The camera followed closely, and the director rolled the script and shouted: “More!”

Both of them understood what he meant, Zhang Zhun took a peek at Zhen Xin, sweat was on his forehead, his brows were frowning, and he was not relaxed. At this moment of thunder and fire, he gently moved his tongue along the lip line , Stretched in at once.

Zhang Zhun closed his eyes and endured it. In the dark, he imagined that it was Xie Danyi’s tongue, but it was different, she did not smell of smoke, nor did she have this fiery aggression.

Zhang Zhun was very obedient, without even a hint of acting skills, which annoyed Zhen Xin, making it seem like he was really kissing him with all his heart.

Zhen Xin knows how to make a kiss look hot and greedy, or sticky and sensual, but with Zhang Zhun, these things don’t seem to be necessary, because the things are on him, between his half-open eyelashes, in his messy hair In, on his rosy cheekbones.

No wonder the director chose him, Zhen Xin thought, he has this taste.

One has a taste and the other has acting skills. The chemical reaction naturally occurs in the collision. Director Chen holds his breath, the director stares at the viewfinder frame, and Deputy Director Zhou shyly covers his face and turns his back—although the two seem to be there The humming would still drill into his ears.

The kiss was very long, and when the director thought it was time to call “cut”, Zhen Xin suddenly grabbed the thick curtain at hand and pulled it up high to cover the two of them. Leaning heavily on Zhang Zhun’s shoulder.

The two were close to each other, and even the heartbeat could be heard clearly. Zhang Zhun’s head naturally rubbed against his curly hair, like a patient who had just recovered from a high fever, staring helplessly at the void.

Panting for a while, like holding a ripe fruit, Zhen Xin moved Zhang Zhun’s face, looked at each other for a short while, he let go of the flannel in his hand, leaned over and kissed again.

The curtain slid down his back slowly, swung left and right on the window view for a while, and slowly regained his composure.

The director loosened his grip, the script flattened out, and he shouted: “Cut!”

Zhang Zhun and Zhen Xin heard it, but neither of them moved. Their lips and tongues were separated a little bit, and the heat was sprayed on each other’s faces. They both wanted to take a look at each other, but they all avoided each other.

Zhen Xin made a gesture to Zhang Zhun, meaning to let him use the bathroom first. Zhang Zhun covered his mouth and walked through the bedroom. When he closed the bathroom door, he heard Director Chen happily ask Zhen Xin: “Mr. Zhen, when the curtains are drawn…you What are you two doing?”

He was not interested in Zhen Xin’s answer, he slammed the door shut, turned on the faucet, and his ears were filled with the sound of rushing water.

After the aftermath, it was just compliments and greetings. Director Chen seemed very satisfied with his performance. Zhen Xin came out of the wash and sat on the sofa smoking his cigarette silently. When Zhang Zhun left, he didn’t say a word or even look at him. .

Sitting on the plane back to Guangzhou, Zhang Zhun thought maybe someone else would come to audition later, seeing that Zhen Xin didn’t intend to leave, maybe… he had to do the things he did to him two or three times again , Smile to different faces, and say the same provocative whispers.

As soon as I got off the plane ,

Xie Danyi called: “Are you there? How is it?

”

He smiled lightly: “It doesn’t matter, it’s better to choose someone else, I don’t want you to be eaten tofu by men all day long.”

Zhang Zhun couldn’t help laughing: “What’s so good about my old tofu.”

“Whoever has eaten it will know! Zhang Zhun really wanted to pinch her nose through the phone:

”

What do you want to eat tonight?”

“Croissant and borscht!”

The noise at the pick-up port gradually drowned out his low voice: “I bought it for you on the way back… “