The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

"Pass."

Lu Xia took a big sip of water and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from the side of her face.

The staff let out a sigh of relief.

The scene just now was filmed n times, and the blanket on Fu Zhiyang's lap alone was covered no less than five times.

Everyone thought that Lu Yan would be impatient and angry, but he just reminded the actors over and over again what they did not do well, but his expression was unprecedentedly calm.

Zou Yue lit a cigarette, exhaled smoke rings and comforted him, "Director Lu has put a lot of effort into this drama, so the requirements will naturally be stricter."

After Fu Zhiyang changed his trousers and his shirt for a shirt, he said with a smile: "I can see that Director Lu's requirements are not as high as usual."

Lu Xia shouted cards over and over again, and everyone present was sweating for the actors.

What's more, Fu Zhiyang is a rookie actor, he met Lu Xia when he was acting for the first time, and Zou Yue came to comfort him because he was afraid of some pressure in his heart.

However, Fu Zhiyang was obviously not under any pressure, on the contrary, he looked rather relaxed.

A staff member asked, "Director Lu, do you still need to clean up the props?"

"No need." Lu Xia said, "The next scene will remain the same."

It's noon now, no one can bear to work day and night, and his face is more or less tired.

The lunch box ordered by the crew has been delivered, and I also bought a few big watermelons, which are round and rolling around on the ground.

"Everyone rest, let's eat."

Zou Yue greeted the staff to take a lunch box each.

The box lunch ordered by the crew is of high quality, with meat and vegetables, and a small box of fruit is also included.

Everyone took their lunch boxes and went to their respective tents to rest sparsely. The narrow and stuffy corridor was finally vacated.

Seeing that Lu Xia was still sitting there, Zou Yue asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Before Lu Xia recovered from her fatigue, she took another sip of cold drink, cleared her throat and said, "Eat."

With that said, he propped himself on the edge of the table and stood up.

He sat here for too long, stood up abruptly, his eyes went dark for a moment, he felt all the blood rushing to his brain, his ears roared, and he lost consciousness for a short time.

Before he could recover, his slightly swaying body was firmly supported by someone.

A deep voice sounded beside him: "What's wrong?"

Lu Xia closed her eyes and said nothing.

When he was less dizzy, he stood up straight and broke free from his arms.

"fine."

Fu Zhiyang stared at his face closely: "Is it hypoglycemia?"

Lu Xia glanced at him, and asked without answering, "Aren't you going to eat?"

His attitude was obvious, he was avoiding Fu Zhiyang's concern.

Fu Zhiyang took one step forward, and he took ten steps back.

It was as if nothing of the past had happened and the two were just strangers.

Lu Xia turned around and left. She didn't take the lunch box, but took a piece of watermelon, and went outside to squat in the shade and eat it.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, Zou Yue walked over and asked, "What's the matter with you and Xiao Fu?"

Lu Xia pretended to be stupid: "What's wrong?"

Zou Yue said: "When you two stand together, it gives people a very strange feeling."

"Huh?" Lu Xia spat out a watermelon seed and asked absently, "Why is it so strange?"

Zou Yue stroked his chin and pondered, "To use an inappropriate description, it's a bit like meeting old lovers."

Lu Xia paused while eating melons, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Nonsense."

Zou Yue smiled and nodded: "It's quite nonsense."

But it does look like it.

The production crew spent half a month filming in this corner, and occasionally a few Reuters pictures were released, all of which reached the top of the trending searches with extremely high popularity.

The Reuters pictures are very shocking, and there are two most discussed ones so far.

One was in the hospital. Chu Yan had a bandage on his forehead, and his eyes were red. He was staring at the people standing in front of him. Jiang Yu was the only one beside him. His clenched fist seemed ready to be thrown out at any time.

One was just taken. Chu Yan was sitting on the bed with a thin blanket between his legs, and Jiang Yu was confronting Chu Yan's father at the door.

It doesn't need to be described in words, just the picture can feel the scalp-numbing tension.

——"Damn it, did you fuck someone else's son, and then was caught and raped by his father?"

——"The legs are so long and white, I love it"

——"At first I thought Zhao Ke and Fu Zhiyang would not have any sense of cp because of the age difference, but the sexual tension is so strong, looking forward to the large-scale lens (bushi"

——"I don't know why, but from the character played by Zhao Ke, I can inexplicably see the shadow of Lu Yan..."

……

The talking points basically fell on the two leading actors, especially Fu Zhiyang, whose two long legs attracted countless people to lick the screen.

As for Lu Xia, as the behind-the-scenes director, it seems that he has gradually withdrawn from the sight of netizens. Occasionally, he will be mentioned in a sentence or two of comments, and it will not be long before he will be submerged in the exponential growth of comments, and there will be no waves.

The filming of the crew continued as usual, and after the interior scenes were filmed, the exterior scenes began. The staff were going to set up equipment, but were stopped by Zou Yue.

Zou Yue glanced at the sky outside the building, and said: "The weather forecast says it will rain, this scene will be filmed on location, if it rains, we will stop cooking."

"Let's go down, it's not non-stop." Lu Xia said.

Who knew that if one word became a prophecy, the rain would really stop.

The sky was gloomy, the rain was pouring, and the cool wind passing through the hall made Lu Xia shiver abruptly.

The equipment of the crew could not withstand the rain, so the location shooting had to be postponed.

"In this case……"

Lu Xian thought for a while and said, "Then let's rest for a few days, everyone has worked hard."

His strictness is not only reflected in the requirements for actors and props, including the external environment.

The light is not good in rainy days, it is better not to shoot.

It was raining badly, and the big raindrops weaved a rain curtain outside the corridor. Even if he was not filming, he had nowhere to go. Lu Xia just wanted to go back to the hotel to catch up on sleep.

During this period of time, I have been constantly spinning, and I rarely get a good night's sleep.

Aya had been prepared for a long time, she brought two umbrellas, and was about to open the umbrella for Lu Xia, when she turned her head and found that there was someone else beside him.

She blinked and asked, "Mr. Fu, aren't you going?"

Fu Zhiyang put one hand in his pocket, and smiled helplessly: "I didn't bring an umbrella."

Meng Xue didn't come with him because she was not feeling well today, and not many staff members brought umbrellas, so two or three people squeezed under one umbrella, and half of their bodies were wet.

Only Lu Xia's side was empty and the umbrella was generous.

After Fu Zhiyang finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Lu Xia, and asked his opinion with his eyes.

Aya glanced at Lu Xia's unmoved expression, and then at Fu Zhiyang's ambiguous smile, inexplicably feeling that standing here was a bit redundant.

She hesitated and said, "How about..."

"Come in."

The black umbrella opened suddenly, splashing raindrops fell on the ground, and Lu Yan moved the hand holding the handle of the umbrella outward, the meaning was obvious.

Fu Zhiyang raised his eyebrows and smiled, leaned over slightly, and bent under the umbrella.

Aya swallowed what she hadn't said, and whispered to Lu Xia: "Director Lu, I have something to do, so I won't go back to the hotel."

Lu Xia didn't ask any more questions, but nodded, and stepped into the rain.

Fu Zhiyang was taller than him, so Lu Yan had to lift the umbrella higher, and his arm felt sore after a while.

He suddenly remembered that the two of them walked together in the rain like this a long time ago.

At that time, Fu Zhiyang was about the same height as him, and he didn't walk so honestly, his sneakers were covered with muddy water, he hummed an out-of-tune tune along the way, and yelled at Lu Yan to move the umbrella to his side, saying His shoulders were wet.

Lu Xia walked absent-mindedly, and unconsciously moved the umbrella towards Fu Zhiyang.

In the next second, he turned his head in astonishment.

I saw a hand with sharp bones holding the handle of the umbrella, and moved the umbrella back without any explanation.

"Let me hold an umbrella." Fu Zhiyang said.

Lu Xia looked at him for a while, then hurriedly looked away, and let go of his hand.

The crew's car was parked outside Tongzilou, the path in front was winding and muddy, and one had to keep an eye on one's feet when walking, but Lu Yan seemed to have no eyesight, stepping on any puddles, Fu Zhiyang dragged her back every time, It made him feel like playing hard to get.

Lu Xia moved aside uncomfortably.

The umbrella above his head also moved.

Compared to his uneasiness, Fu Zhiyang was much calmer.

He firmly held the umbrella handle with one hand, reached into his pocket with the other, took out a lollipop, and tore open the package with his teeth. Seeing Lu Xia looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to eat too?"

"Don't eat." Lu Xia said lightly.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it skillfully.

The smell of tobacco was blown away by the blowing wind before it could permeate. Lu Yan seemed to smell the familiar sweetness of oranges, and felt a little subtle in her heart.

He couldn't see any trace of the past in Fu Zhiyang. He thought that this person had changed his appearance and packaged himself in a watertight way. He didn't expect that habits could not deceive people.

After all these years, this man still loves orange lollipops as always.

Fu Zhiyang seemed to sense what he was thinking, and said, "Actually, I've had enough orange lollipops."

The lollipop in his mouth has been half-crushed, and it doesn't affect his speech when he holds it in his mouth. On the contrary, his slightly puffed cheeks are still somewhat childish.

He smiled, and continued: "I just promised my manager to quit smoking. It's really uncomfortable not to have something in my mouth. I have tasted many flavors, but the orange flavor is the most suitable for me."

Lu Xia paused and frowned slightly: "Quit smoking?"

"Yes." Fu Zhiyang said in a casual tone, "I smoked for two years in college, but I quit after joining the company."

Lu Xia exhaled a smoke ring, and after a moment of silence asked, "Why do you smoke?"

There was another puddle in front of him. Fu Zhiyang looked at Lu Xia subconsciously. Seeing his eyes fixed on him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood: "If you want to smoke, then smoke."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Probably because he thinks smoking is handsome."

Lu Xia: "?"

"For example, you." Fu Zhiyang raised his hand to grab the cigarette butt that was about to be extinguished between Lu Xia's fingers, and said, "But smoking is not a good habit. It's better for Director Lu to quit earlier."

The cigarette butt was thrown into the trash can, before Lu Yan regained consciousness, he was pushed by his shoulder into the crew's car.

The driver sitting in front turned around and asked, "Director Lu, are you going back to the hotel?"

Lu Xia didn't speak, but glanced at Fu Zhiyang.

Fu Zhiyang put away his umbrella, followed him into the car, met his gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'll do whatever I want, I'll go wherever you go."