Chapter 34: Then let's do a scene

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng were communicating behind the curtain, and the cool director thought it might be too early to finish tonight, so she wanted to call Jiang Liping, the head teacher of the unit, to ask her to delay the closing time of the small auditorium.

"Duh ...... duh ......"

With the director's phone dialed and waiting.

Jiang Liping's mobile phone vibrates on the bed sheets in the hotel suite at the school.

But the vibration of the mobile phone is nothing, the movement of the hotel mattress is far more intense than the phone, the woman does not answer the phone, in an intoxicated fetish with the man.

It took a long time for the movement to stop.

"Hey, I could have gone longer if you hadn't just called and pushed me like hell."

When it was over, the stout man lit a cigarette and said this to the woman in his bed.

Jiang Liping leaned lazily against him, her eyes like silk: "Enough tormenting already, what more do you want?"

The man chuckled, showing a look of triumph at the compliment: "How does it compare to your other men?"

"Ew, you're a spoilsport." Jiang Liping pouted, "All other men are just love affairs, you're the one I've decided is my husband, I'm waiting for you to propose to me."

The man was even more floating, hugging her and saying, "No one else can satisfy you, but I can. So while my wife is in America on business, let's be lovers for a while longer."

Jiang Liping giggled, her soft, plump body twitching: "You've finally regained some energy. I saw how distracted you were a while ago."

"Alas, some time ago it was because ......" the man said and winced, not going any further.

Jiang Liping pretended not to know what was going on, smiled and snuggled up to him.

"Honey, it's annoying that you're still distracted with me. Why don't we play a little longer, what kind of play do you want and I'll satisfy you?"

The man was titillated by her again and swallowed fiercely to go to the clouds with her again: "...... You are ...... forgettable ...... Come on, baby ...... play with me again ......"

Jiang Liping greets us with a smile.

"Can't get through." Inside the small auditorium, the director hung up the call once more, scratched his hair very sadly, sighed and said to the school girl next to him, "Then we can only hurry up, the uncle who manages the auditorium is particularly cocky, it's hard to communicate with one board, let He Yu hurry up."

学妹：" He Yu is persuading Professor Xie."

That is not persuasion, it is clearly an encounter between two people.

Behind the curtain, He Yu smiles, not laughs, at the expression on Xie Qingcheng's face.

Xie Qingcheng never dreamed that He Yu could go this far.

Dragging yourself into trouble?

Wasn't that kiss at the hotel disgusting enough?

Xie Qingcheng said coldly, "You want me to cooperate with you in your play?"

"No way."

"You're nuts." He said and tried to leave.

"You asked for it." He Yu held him down and stared at him, staring hard as if he wanted to break every bone in Xie Qingcheng's body, "Don't you dare run away now. You tortured me first, and you'll suffer with me if you're guilty."

Xie Qingcheng: "You were the one who started it with my computer."

"That page that popped up was an accident, I've explained to you many times that you have middle-aged anxiety at best, not Alzheimer's, right?"

It is this kind of brute that is most hated.

In front of people, he is well-dressed and polite, and he doesn't even give a half-hearted look to everyone, so everyone thinks he is a top ten young man. But when he pushes Xie Qingcheng into a corner, his mask comes off and he talks a lot of nonsense, cursing without using profanity.

Xie Qingcheng said coldly, "You're the fucking adolescent retard."

He shakes off He Yu's hand around his left wrist, "I don't have time to mess with you, I'm not an actor either, find another girl to act with."

"It's not nice to be a little girl." He Yu said, "Shouldn't gay people play with the same sex?"

"Then roll on and pull a random little boy."

"Look at you, brother, they're not even as good as you."

He Yu was also really pissed off by Xie Qingcheng's tawdry manipulations, and he unloaded his disguise in front of Xie Qingcheng, calling out a mocking, angry brother like a clothed animal.

"You're really ......" Xie Qingcheng took a deep breath and looked at the rabbit he'd had for seven years with fresh eyes, "too sick. Mad Special, 600 Wanping Road where can you put Non out eh?"

He Yu lifted his finger and pointed at him, his eyes darting up and down, the corners of his lips falling into a rancour that no one but Xie Qingcheng could see at the moment: "Look, Hu Zhou, you've made him angry."

"......"

"Do you know that you have a soft voice and when you speak Hu Zhou, it's even softer, so you don't sound like you're swearing at all?"

Xie Qingcheng grimaced: "You don't want to throw up when you play this kind of scene with me?"

This ancestor actually smiled slightly, then his expression quickly clouded over, "Brother, spit in your mouth too. Not a drop will be wasted."

Xie Qingcheng: "...... you motherfucker!"

In response to his vicious curses, He Yu spits in his face, his smile never drops, and to top it all off, he reminds Xie Qingcheng: "You always expect me to be good in your sister's drama, don't you? I've sacrificed myself, so there's nothing wrong with you following suit."

"Don't you want to be good in Xie Xue's play?"

"Oh, I don't know about that." He Yu pulled away from him slightly, his gaze dropping to look at him, his tone not being able to tell how much of it was true or not, "I don't like her, I'm just a friend, do you think I'll bother with her if I'm really upset. She'll be the one in trouble then, not me."

Xie Qingcheng stared at him.

Peach blossom eyes against almond eyes, with dark currents inside.

Xie Qingcheng's left wrist is still firmly squeezed in the palm of He Yu's hand, and the two of them are at a standstill as Xie Qingcheng's pulse travels through his fingers, through his bones, through the greenish-grey veins, and through the skin they are pressed against, to the centre of He Yu's information-receiving organ.

"...... is good."

Xie Qingcheng gritted his back teeth and gave in: "Okay. Okay. I'll do it."

He said, nodding his head as if holding a grudge, "I'll fucking act, won't I? Are you satisfied yet?"

He Yu stared at him and slowly curled a half-smile that was quite gentle, but somehow creepy. Then he let go of Xie Qingcheng's thin wrist and lifted his hand, straightening Xie Qingcheng's white coat and shirt that he had tugged around.

Xie Qingcheng let his hand fiddle with his collar, his gaze cold: "But to be clear, this time it's not even a formal walk through the scene, and that student director of yours knows in his heart that it's just to give you a feeling, it can't be real. It has to be on loan."

He Yu whispered in his ear, "Yeah, hugging you is already tedious enough, you think I want to kiss for real?"

He dropped the hand that was fixing his shirt collar and finally patted Xie Qingcheng's shoulder, his smile fading for a moment, his expression dark: " Xie Qingcheng, let's call it even after this mutual torture, let's call a truce or I'll really throw up."

Xie Qingcheng thought, "What, are you stealing his lines so you can get an extra chicken leg for your box lunch tonight?

The two men raised the curtain and walked out, each with a calm face, as if nothing heated conversation had ever taken place.

The walking play begins.

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"How much do you love me? What would you give up for me?" Xie Qingcheng's aura was so strong and tough that he was not talking about love, but rather like the master of the house in his chair.

Even if the phrase - "I'll break your legs if you don't give a clear explanation today" - is added afterwards, it would not be out of place.

"Oh my daddy I'm going to ......" the director covered her face and just as she was about to shout stop straight away, the actor's director stopped her.

"Wait a little longer."

"He's too bad about this opponent, he can't be ......"

The actor-director, a veteran, smiles, "There's no rush, let's see."

On the other side, He Yu had already taken Xie Qingcheng's line, "Love you very much."

The director froze and re-turned back.

Huh? It doesn't seem as disastrous as one would expect?

Although I can't say anything about the acting, He Yu's performance is at least watchable.

He Yu: "Love you very much. Whatever you want me to give up, I can."

"......" Xie Qingcheng continued to recite his lines indifferently, "Then you look me in the eye."

He Yu then really started to stare at himself with nice eyes.

The gaze was warm and tactile, even a little itchy as it slid from his brow to the corner of his nose and lips, and even a little hot as it reached from the corner of his lips to the nape of his neck.

"Brother, I looked you in the eye ......"

Because Xie Qingcheng had not been very cooperative in his physical movements, He Yu watched for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and approached the edge of Xie Qingcheng's thin, ice-like neck. Underneath the flesh is the carotid artery, and Xie Qingcheng's natural instinct to feel danger makes him tense up, almost pushing him away and averting his eyes.

He Yu's lips stopped inches away from the carotid artery.

"You let me look into your eyes, but why won't you look at me seriously?" He Yu improvises, and his warm breath sends this almost sighing question to Xie Qingcheng's ear, burrowing directly into his skin, pores and arteries, and snapping his heart.

Xie Qingcheng's head went numb and the words "Are you crazy?" were stuck between his lips as he turned his eyes to stare at him incredulously.

It was, however, a bad decision.

He Yu was in good shape, even better than the actor's director had expected. The old director originally asked He Yu to change his rival because he found that He Yu and his original rival actor were too far apart. He Yu was clearly uncomfortable, even uncomfortable, with being approached by the same sex, but he was a closeted boy who had an obvious crush on him.

In such a situation, instead of fishing for a scene, the opponent's entrance into the scene can be so strong that He Yu is at odds with it and doesn't know how to get into it. It is as if a drunk person and a sober person are never on the same page, and He Yu needs someone who is almost as sober to guide him.

Xie Qingcheng, on the other hand, can't act at all, but he's obviously very effective in guiding He Yu.

He Yu is not at all wary of him. Both of them are well aware of each other's sexuality, just straight men, no matter if they kiss or hug, what personal feelings will there be? When Xie Qingcheng looks back at the past, he meets a pair of loving and affectionate eyes.

He Yu turned his head sideways, playing the fifteen-year-old boy who could not restrain his intimate love, his breathing becoming labored, his eyes becoming eager, his lips moving from the side of Xie Qingcheng's neck to Xie Qingcheng's lips.

Slightly staggered, but each other's breaths had become silken and intertwined, like the wet spring water that brings out the lips and tongue after a passionate kiss. The teenager looked at the man in front of him, into a state of theatre, each breath hot and sharp, as if to materialise, to intertwine deeply and bury hard into each other's spirit and flesh.

"......" Xie Qingcheng's entire body stiffened a little.

He recalled the night in the Hang Zhou hotel when He Yu had been drunk and was looking down at him with such heat above his body. The heat and desire of a teenager was pressing him hard.

One is always a little uncomfortable with emotions and things one is unfamiliar with, not to mention the fact that these two glances were so close together and rushed so recklessly hard.

Xie Qingcheng thought numbly afterwards that it was normal for him to be very tense, pale and on guard from the sting, right?

What are those people around you laughing at?

"OK, card!"

The director was pleased with the effect of this once and called a halt in time.

He Yu's eyes were instantly gone, and he stared thoughtfully at Xie Qingcheng's lips for a few moments, wondering what he was thinking.

Then, with a smile on his face, he scanned Xie Qingcheng up and down a few times.

"...... Are you ...... more affectionate when you're holding an ice cube?" The director asked He Yu as he sat in his chair with his hand on his cheek and watched the whole thing with rapt attention.

He Yu lowered his eyelashes, "I think I've got the hang of it."

The trick is that he is convinced that the more sincere he is, the more disgusting he will be to Xie Qingcheng.

And looking at Xie Qingcheng now, with his face ashen, it is clear that he has achieved his goal.

The director was delighted and looked at his watch, it was still all in time: "Well then, let's take advantage of the moment and make it official, come -"

She greeted the boy who was working with He Yu: "Come here, Zhao, try to pass once! Come on, everyone, before the small auditorium closes tonight. ......"

"Bang!"

Before the words could be said, the door to the auditorium was heavily pushed open.

Everyone turned their heads in surprise to see the auditorium manager panting, "It's closed, it's closed, finish your work now!"

The director got angry: "Hey, we haven't had time to borrow the venue yet, okay? There are still more than forty minutes left, how can you just-"

Before the administrator could say anything, suddenly a flat mechanical tone rang out in the auditorium.

"Throw it ...... Throw it ...... Throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the children, no one should tell him ...... "

The whole room was in awe.

Because that voice, surprisingly, was coming out of everyone's phone in unison!

"Holy shit! What's wrong with my phone?"

"Pop up a video!"

"Mine too, I can't turn it off! What's going on?!"

Xie Qingcheng snapped open his phone, it was working, the app was open, but a pop-up box appeared in the top left corner of the phone that he couldn't close. Before he could take a closer look, a group of uniformed police officers walked in outside the auditorium.

The leader of the group said in a deep voice, "There's something going on in the school, there's been a murder. There is a curfew tonight, so hurry up and go back to your dormitories."

There was a moment of dead silence in the auditorium, followed by a chorus of panicked screams, "Ahhhhhhh ！！！！"