The big star has a prince syndrome

In fact, the water was only knee-deep and Ye Yan could swim, but when Xu Qingran saw him fall into the water, he didn't think about anything and rushed into the river immediately. When his hand pulled Ye Yan, Ye Yan climbed out of the water in a hurry as if he had grabbed a psychological placebo, and hugged Xu Qingran's shoulders regardless of the dozen or so people from the crew watching around.

"Look, is there a snake?!"

It turns out that he was afraid of this, no wonder...Xu Qingran, who knew the truth, suddenly felt a little amused.

"No, it should be a small fish." Xu Qingran answered truthfully after looking in the water, and then gently patted Ye Yan's shoulder to comfort her. The people on the shore were dumbfounded, especially Tan Zhuoxi. Thanks to this scene, he got to know a different Ye Yan. This was the first time he was exposed in his seven years since his debut.

"This aloof personality has collapsed..." Tan Zhuoxi sighed. The behind-the-scenes teacher next to him was already sleepy, but when he saw this scene, he instantly revived and picked up his camera and started working frantically.

After Xu Qingran helped the frightened Ye Yan ashore, the bodyguard immediately handed him a towel to wipe his face. He seemed unaware of what he had just done. He sat on a small stool, took the cup of water handed to him by the staff, and drank a few gulps to calm his heartbeat.

"Xiao Ye, are you okay?" Gong Yufei came over with a bath towel wrapped around him, and Ye Yan realized what she had just done. She suddenly felt very embarrassed, but still pretended to be calm.

"It's okay, thank you. I just slipped accidentally."

"I'm glad you're alright. I'm going to go down and take a close-up shot."

Fortunately, Gong Yufei understood the ways of the world. He had clearly seen the terrified look on his face as he hugged his assistant, but he still didn't expose him. As the saying goes, leave a way for others so that they can meet again in the future. Ye Yan breathed a sigh of relief after he left, then turned around and looked at Xu Qingran who was standing beside him. Thinking of the scene just now, Ye Yan felt a little embarrassed. She stood up with a bath towel on and sternly "threatened" the several staff members around her:

"No one outside the crew can know what happened tonight. Brother Zhuo, you are responsible for negotiating confidentiality with the crew. If I am ridiculed, you will not feel comfortable either."

"Come on, the cute contrast really attracts fans, okay? Why keep it secret? Just make it public."

Tan Zhuoxi suggested. Seeing Ye Yan lose her composure, he was as happy as a southerner seeing snow. He didn't know if he was serious or just talking, but one thing was certain, that was Ye Yan staring at him with murderous eyes. After their eyes met, he instantly flattened the corners of his mouth and consciously changed his words:

"I'm just kidding, I'll go and say okay, calm down."

Tan Zhuoxi got scared and immediately went to negotiate with the crew. Only then was Ye Yan satisfied. He glanced past Xu Qingran and sat back in his chair. He didn't say anything and Xu Qingran didn't dare to say anything either. He just silently handed him the cup of water. The two hadn't talked since they came out of the water. Thinking that he felt embarrassed and kept silent, Xu Qingran cooperated with him consciously. However, when Ye Yan didn't look at him, he couldn't help laughing, because the way he looked when he was scared just now was really unlike the Ye Yan that the public knew. It was a bit cute, and it was a precious picture worth recording and remembering. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, there wouldn't be a next time.

However, what surprised Xu Qingran was that the feeling of being hugged by Ye Yan made him feel unsatisfied even after letting go of Ye Yan.

In fact, Ye Yan is not afraid of water or the dark. He is just afraid of unknown emergencies in the water at night. It's like he dares to go to the cemetery to shoot night scenes, but he doesn't dare to experience a man-made haunted house because he knows that there will be no ghosts in the cemetery, but in the haunted house there will definitely be someone hiding in a corner who will suddenly rush out. Normally, he is quite brave, so he doesn't want others to misunderstand him as being timid, especially the person who deeply felt his fear at the time and was the first person to rush into the water to rescue him.

"I sprained my ankle again. Bring the trauma spray and plaster to my room later."

They didn't return to the hotel until two in the morning. After getting out of the elevator, Xu Qingran looked down at his feet after hearing Ye Yan's words:

"You sprained it again? Is it serious?"

"It's not as serious as last time, and you're not lame yet. You can handle it yourself. The others can go back to their rooms and rest."

This is the aura of being a cash cow. Even Tan Zhuoxi has to listen to his words obediently. However, apart from being a boss at home, Ye Yan is also an artist who does not act like a big star in public.

Unless there is force majeure, Ye Yan usually will not be late for filming, nor will he complain about the crew's food. Instead, he will directly ask his assistant to buy his favorite food. He will not ask the crew to understand his preferences and taboos. He can also act in dirty and messy environments without a stunt double. Just like this time, in order to shoot the mountain chase scene, in order to restore the scene, the crew did not cut down the bushes and sharp thatch that blocked the way in advance, resulting in several cuts on his hands. The originally smooth backs of his hands are now red and swollen. He even dared not use shower gel when taking a shower. In the scene with the broken bone, he rolled down the hillside without wearing a safety rope, and rolled five times down the hillside of more than ten meters, which made him dizzy.

He is so good-looking that it is hard to tell whether he is androgynous, but his personality is strong enough to deserve the title of a real man, except for the fact that he was scared by crabs tonight.

When Xu Qingran went to his room, he was so tired that he lay on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. The weather was hot and this movie was the most tiring one he had ever filmed. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight in the past few days. Xu Qingran didn't pay much attention to it before, but now seeing him lying quietly, he realized that his face had become smaller.

"How come he's made of iron..."

Xu Qingran sighed secretly, whenever he was filming, he had to stay up late, and he had been on the crew for 10 months a year for 7 consecutive years. He really admired Ye Yan for being able to persist for so long without going crazy. Not to mention that he debuted at the age of 19, he was only 26 years old now. How many people at this age could be willing to work so hard for something beyond their capacity? This is probably what is called "don't judge a book by its cover". Xu Qingran thought, he was like fireworks blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain, dazzling and piercing.

Xu Qingran did not wake Ye Yan up, but quietly sat down at his feet, then took the spray to observe which foot was injured. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but when he looked, he found that not only was Ye Yan's hand scratched, but his toes were also blistered. The chase scene in the woods took a total of three days to shoot, and he ran for three days in leather shoes. However, apart from appearing a little tired, he did not say that he was feeling any discomfort. The blisters had broken, and the skin and flesh on the broken parts were rubbed red, and this happened on both feet. Xu Qingran suspected that he had no sense of pain.

Ye Yan was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by a sharp pain in his feet. He frowned and opened his eyes. He was stunned when he saw Xu Qingran applying medicine on him. Then he asked softly:

"Why didn't you wake me up when you came in?"

"Awake? I thought you were tired, so I didn't bother you. Your feet are blistered, why didn't you tell me? You even went in the water tonight. What if the river water is dirty and you get infected?"

Xu Qingran asked worriedly, then he lowered his head and carefully helped him put Band-Aids on the broken skin, three in total. It was a pleasant surprise that the straight male athlete could be so attentive.

"It's no big deal. I spray disinfectant when I sleep. Don't tell the crew about this kind of thing. If it gets to the haters, it might turn out to be like I scraped my foot and had to get sutures under anesthesia."

Ye Yan said sarcastically, then sat up from the sofa and stretched. Xu Qingran understood why he didn't tell her about his injury, but still felt sorry for him.

"Then you can tell me. I have a lot of medicine in my bag that can be used. Let's find a place where no one can see us and apply the medicine secretly. There is no way we can harm our bodies for those keyboard warriors."

Obviously, she is such a proud, confident and strong person, but she is forced by those online trolls to consider the consequences and hold back in everything. Thinking about this, Xu Qingran felt a surge of anger in his heart, because as a personal assistant, he knew very well that none of the words that defamed Ye Yan on the Internet were true. He didn't understand why some people would take pleasure in hurting others with words.

Xu Qingran's concern was exactly what Ye Yan wanted. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and he was already tired and sleepy. He felt very comfortable hearing these heartwarming words. He wanted to smile, but for some reason only one corner of his mouth rose. His expression seemed to say: Loyal guard, you have made a contribution, and this prince will reward you handsomely.

"I'm not being unfair, because the salary I make for filming a movie is more than those keyboard warriors can earn in two lifetimes. They're doing a job that only pays 50 cents for posting a message, or they simply dislike me. Aren't they the ones who are pitiful? As for me, I'm just trying to prevent unnecessary trouble. After all, although they are poor and destitute, it's me they're scolding, and it's uncomfortable to hear them. I'll avoid it if I can. Just remember, I'm not feeling wronged. It's just a few blisters. I'll be fine in two days with a pair of comfortable shoes."

So domineering, worthy of being a big star. Xu Qingran listened to Ye Yan's words more than ten years of working in the entertainment industry. His heart was suddenly filled with admiration for him, so much so that he stared at his face and forgot to blink. After noticing his gaze, Ye Yan stopped drinking water, glanced at Xu Qingran with the corner of his eyes, and then put down the cup without changing his expression.

"Why are you looking at me? Am I wrong?" Ye Yan picked up the script beside him and started flipping through it without even turning his head. The boy's eyes were too hot and he didn't dare to look at him.

"That's true, but someone who cares about you like that would also feel bad. It's fine if they don't see it, but if they do...it would be so painful."

Xu Qingran spoke earnestly while looking down at Ye Yan's feet, as if he felt sorry for him.

Ye Yan was dumbfounded, thinking that this kid was doing it again. Did he know that the way he spoke would cause people to misunderstand? It was like this every time. It must be because he flirted with so many girls in college that it formed muscle memory. Ye Yan secretly complained. He said nothing, turned around and kicked Xu Qingran on the calf as if to vent his anger.

Xu Qingran was stunned by the sudden attack. Although it didn't hurt much, he still touched the place where he was kicked reflexively and asked in confusion:

"Boss, what did I do wrong?"

"Change your old tricks for flirting with girls. Just say that fans will feel bad when they see you. Stop giving me those sentimental rants. I'm sleepy, go away."

Ye Yan stood up and went to the bathroom. Xu Qingran stood up and looked at his back, feeling aggrieved and puzzled.

"When did I flirt with a girl? And I'm telling the truth, it's not some schmaltzy literature, right?"

“Shut up and get out.”

Ye Yan was getting impatient. He had already developed feelings for Xu Qingran that went beyond just colleagues, so he couldn't remain calm in the face of his ambiguous concern, because he knew that Xu Qingran's words might not have any hints, and they were not what he mistakenly thought. His thoughts might be very simple, but his words seemed to have a hidden meaning. This made Ye Yan want to tell him "I like you" immediately, but he held back. He was a man and would never confess to an iron-clad straight man. Before testing and getting an answer, he had to hide his feelings for Xu Qingran. He was not a love-brained person and would never make himself unhappy.

Ye Yan stood by the bathroom door and listened quietly to the noise outside. At this moment, he was completely unlike the noble and cold actor who had a strong aura in front of the camera. His cautious look was inexplicably cute. This was not the first time that Xu Qingran had said something that made him misunderstand. He had reason to suspect that this guy was stupid. He had emotional intelligence, but he went astray.

Xu Qingran outside the door did not leave immediately. Instead, he quietly packed up the medicine and Band-Aid wrappers, then sat on the sofa to think about why Ye Yan suddenly got angry again. He didn't know if he had figured it out. Finally, he exhaled, took the medicine bag and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say hello to Ye Yan in the bathroom:

"I'm leaving now. I'll think carefully about where I went wrong. Good night, boss."

After saying that, he left. Ye Yan clung to the bathroom door and opened it only after hearing it close. He had already washed up. After taking two steps, he looked down at the Band-Aid wrapped around his toes, which was not very technically sophisticated, with a look of disdain mixed with fondness.

"He's so shameless that he's applying for an artist assistant position. I must be crazy to give him a raise..."

Having said that, he finally went to bed with a Band-Aid on, and forgot to put on the plaster for his sprained ankle. He was busy all night long but failed to distinguish the priorities. The blister successfully took the place of his ankle by self-torture and won the favor.