mesbooks Chapter 128 Kiss Scene? Director: Just use a camera trick. Su Qingge: No way! A real kiss!
Chapter 128 Kiss Scene? Director: Just use a camera trick. Su Qingge: No way! A real kiss!
"Borrowing space?"
The atmosphere on set instantly became somewhat awkward after Director Zhang said that.
The surrounding staff all perked up their ears, their eyes gleaming with gossip.
This was the first on-screen kiss for pop diva Su Qingge!
Although her co-star was her husband, this was still filming in front of the entire crew. Given Su Qingge's aloof personality, even a camera trick would be the limit for a real kiss... The image was too much to bear.
Lin Zhou, who had just finished filming a solo shot, was chugging a bottle of mineral water. Upon hearing this, he almost spat out his water.
Kissing scene?
Or was it a forced kiss?
He subconsciously glanced at Su Qingge, feeling incredibly uneasy.
Although their relationship has improved considerably, even to the point of sharing a bed, it's all been a subtle, ambiguous affair. They actually kissed in front of the cameras…
Lin Zhou felt his knees starting to ache again.
He quickly gave Director Zhang frantic winks before Su Qingge could explode, his face plastered with a fawning smile:
"Ahem, Director Zhang, I think you're right!"
"Borrowing space is great! Borrowing space is brilliant! Borrowing space is fantastic!"
"We're professional artists, we can't let personal feelings get into our work! Besides, what if my acting isn't good enough and we actually kiss, and it affects my wife's performance? Right, honey?"
As he spoke, he gave Su Qingge a look that said, "Hurry up and take the opportunity to back down."
however.
Su Qingge ignored his distress signal.
She sat in the director's chair, holding the thin script in her hand, her slender fingers gently stroking the words "forced kiss".
That aloof and stunningly beautiful face was devoid of any expression.
But those who know her well know that this is often a prelude to the Queen's impending wrath.
Director Zhang felt uneasy looking at the strange atmosphere.
He was just being polite. After all, who asks for the actors' opinions before filming a kissing scene?
"Um... Qingge."
Director Zhang, steeling himself, cautiously probed, "If you feel it's putting us in a difficult position, then..."
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Su Qingge slammed the script shut and slammed it onto the small table in front of her.
The entire room fell silent instantly.
Everyone was startled by the sudden commotion and dared not breathe.
Lin Zhou was so frightened that he almost crushed the mineral water bottle in his hand.
It’s over.
This woman is about to explode.
I guess I'm definitely getting durian tonight.
Su Qingge slowly stood up.
She didn't look at Director Zhang, nor at the trembling staff around her.
Her gaze was like two sharp, icy swords, piercing straight at the man who was preparing to slip away not far away.
"Lin Zhou".
She spoke, her voice not loud but carrying an undeniable authority.
"Huh? Yes! I'm here, wife!" Lin Zhou quickly stood at attention.
Su Qingge, wearing flat shoes, walked step by step to him.
She tilted her head slightly, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowing slightly, a dangerous glint in them:
"What did you just say?"
"You said... you were worried it would affect my performance?"
"I..." Lin Zhou felt his throat was a little dry.
"You mean, your acting is better than mine?"
Su Qingge took a step closer, instantly closing the distance between them. She could even smell the faint scent of sweat on Lin Zhou. "Or do you think filming kissing scenes with me... is too much of a burden for you?"
No! Absolutely not!
Lin Zhou, his survival instincts kicking in, shook his head vigorously, "I'm just afraid... afraid you'll be shy!"
"I'm shy?"
Su Qingge sneered as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.
She abruptly turned around to face Director Zhang, who was already dumbfounded, her chin slightly raised, and her powerful aura as a diva instantly unleashed:
"Director Zhang."
"What seat do you need?"
"We're professional actors, not playing house!"
She pointed to the script, her voice soft but firm:
"For the sake of art and the integrity of the work, this scene must be a real kiss!"
"And it needs to be a kiss from multiple angles, from all angles!"
boom--!
These words were even more explosive than the explosion scene just now.
The entire crew was stunned.
Everyone gaped, their jaws dropping to the floor.
What's going on?
Is this still the same icy diva who even uses a body double for hand-holding scenes?
Not only should we be genuinely close, but we should also be multi-faceted and comprehensive.
Is this some kind of dedication to art?
This is clearly a paid dating trip, and they even add extra meals on the side!
Lin Zhou stood to the side, completely dumbfounded.
He looked at his wife's "righteous" and "sacrificing herself for art" appearance, then at her ears that were so red they were almost bleeding and her eyes that couldn't hide her smile.
This woman…
She knows how to use her position for personal revenge—no, she knows how to use public funds for dating.
"Qing...Qingge, are you sure?"
Director Zhang was also taken aback by this sudden reversal and stammered, "This is a forced kiss scene, so the action will be quite... intense."
"I'm sure."
Su Qingge's tone was firm and decisive, even glaring at Lin Zhou, with a hint of provocation in her voice:
"I'm afraid some people won't dare to take the plunge."
"Who says I wouldn't dare!"
Provoked by her words, Lin Zhou's cowardice vanished instantly, replaced by a heroic spirit of "sacrificing oneself for righteousness".
It's just a kiss, isn't it?
My wife is legally married, what's there to be afraid of!
"Director! Let's start filming!"
Lin Zhou ripped off his military overcoat, revealing a crisp military uniform underneath, his eyes instantly turning fierce as he switched into the persona of "Shen Xiaolin":
"Today I'll show Teacher Su what a professional 'refined scoundrel' really looks like!"
...
Ten minutes later, the set was cleared out.
Only the necessary photographers and lighting technicians were left.
Su Qingge, dressed in her blue school uniform, leaned against the mottled wall in the corner.
Lin Zhou stood in front of her, with a distance of half a meter between them.
"Attention all departments!"
Director Zhang, sitting behind the monitor, was so excited his hands were trembling. "Ready! 3, 2, 1...Action!"
The clapperboard fell.
Lin Zhou's expression changed instantly.
It was a complex mix of love, hate, madness, and despair. He looked at the woman who had betrayed him, a cruel smile curving his lips.
Tell me, why?
His voice was hoarse, as if it were being squeezed out of his chest.
Su Qingge raised her head, her eyes stubborn and clear, without the slightest fear: "For my faith."
"Belief?"
Lin Zhou chuckled softly, his laughter filled with self-mockery.
He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Su Qingge's chin, and forced her to look directly at him, his eyes bloodshot and frightening.
"Your belief is that you're just playing with me like a fool?"
"Shen Xiaolin, let me go!"
Su Qingge struggled, but he held her firmly between the wall and him.
"Let you go?"
Lin Zhou laughed, but the laugh was more painful than a cry.
"It's too late."
He lowered his head, no longer hesitating.
Those thin lips, with an undeniable domineering and punitive intent, pressed firmly against my skin!
There was no gentleness, no probing.
All there is is plunder and venting.
Su Qingge's eyes widened suddenly, and her body stiffened instantly.
She could clearly feel the warmth from his lips, and the faint scent of tobacco mixed with his unique masculine aroma was overwhelming all her senses.
My brain completely shut down at that moment.
It's hard to tell whether it's a play or reality.
All that remained was the pounding of his heart like a drum, and his body gradually going limp.
Behind the monitor, Director Zhang stared intently at the screen, forgetting even to breathe.
So beautiful.
This scene is absolutely beautiful.
The madness and despair of men, the stubbornness and depravity of women.
The interplay of light and shadow evokes an emotional outburst.
This is absolutely the most perfect kissing scene he has ever filmed in his directing career!
"Card…"
Director Zhang opened his mouth, wanting to call for a stop, but found his throat too dry to make a sound.
Forget it.
Let them kiss a little longer.
Actors get so into character that they shouldn't be interrupted.
then.
With the director's "thoughtful" indulgence.
What was supposed to be a ten-second kiss scene dragged on for ages…
One minute.
Two minutes.
Even the guy carrying the camera next to me felt his shoulders getting sore and couldn't help but whisper a reminder:
"Director, shouldn't we cut this? If they keep kissing like that... someone's going to die."
"Cough cough cough!"
Director Zhang then seemed to snap out of his daze, quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie, and shouted, his face flushed and neck red:
"Cut! Cut! Cut! It's done! Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"
Center stage.
The two finally parted ways.
Su Qingge leaned against the wall, her legs weak and she could barely stand. Her lips were swollen and red, her eyes were glazed, her cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, and her chest was heaving violently.
Lin Zhou wasn't much better off.
He leaned against the wall, panting heavily. His usually playful peach blossom eyes now seemed to be burning with two frighteningly hot flames.
"Um... Qingge, Lin Zhou."
Director Zhang rubbed his hands together and stepped forward, offering two bottles of water with a beaming smile.
"Thank you for your hard work! That scene was so well done, the emotion was so rich and the performance was so real!"
reality?
This is absolutely true!
Su Qingge took the water, glared fiercely at Lin Zhou, and cursed him a thousand times in her heart as a "beast".
That bastard wasn't acting at all, he did it on purpose!
Lin Zhou touched his still burning lips and looked at Su Qingge's ashamed and indignant appearance, feeling extremely pleased.
He leaned close to her ear and whispered with a chuckle in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Honey, how are you feeling?"
"Isn't it thrilling to dedicate yourself to art?"