Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

There is silence between heaven and earth, only the sound of hunting wind.

Shi Huaian closed his eyes.

He was clearly dressed in white, but he seemed to be one with the night.

Da da da--

There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

At this time, no one except Jiang Yu dared to disobey his order.

Shi Huaian was about to turn around when he was suddenly hugged into his arms.

"Huai'an..." Jiang Yu hugged his waist tightly, "You scared me to death..."

Shi Huaian smiled: "How could this servant scare His Highness?"

"I can't find you anywhere, I thought..."

"Your Highness thinks I'm going to seek death?" Shi Huaian raised his head, looking over Jiang Yu's shoulder, "The night is coming to an end, and the dawn is coming—how can I seek death when the sky is clear?"

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: That's right, the person in front of him is a big eunuch who wants to climb up by any means, how could he think he wants to die?

Although Jiang Yu wished he could curse Shi Huai'an every night, he couldn't die now.

The lingering poison in the court has not yet been cleared, Shi Huaian is the sharpest knife in the world.

Jiang Yu picked him up and walked out, but Shi Huaian hooked him by the collar.

"Your Highness." He said, "here tonight."

Jiang Yu paused, feeling reluctant in his heart: "I should have met tomorrow..."

Although he did many ridiculous things to please Shi Huaian, Jiang Yu didn't want to make any mistakes in this matter.

However, Shi Huaian insisted: "I have a gift for you."

What can be specially treated as a "gift" by him must not be something cheap.

Jiang Yu turned around and followed Shi Huaian's guidance to the depths of Weiyang Palace.

It was not until the prince's bedroom that Shi Huaian let Jiang Yu let him go.

The two pushed the door open and entered, and turned to the innermost room, Shi Huaian threw off the brocade quilt.

Jiang Yu's pupils shrank suddenly——

Under the brocade quilt, it was actually bright yellow!

"This……"

"Your Highness."

Shi Huaian turned around, with a smile on his face, and walked towards him slowly:

"His Majesty."

Jiang Yu retreated subconsciously.

Shi Huaian grabbed his belt: "There's no need to run away, it will be yours sooner or later."

Jiang Yu stabilized his foot, his Adam's apple rolled dryly twice.

"Your Highness." Shi Huaian called him again, "Jiang Yu."

Jiang Yu snapped back to his senses, realizing that this seemed to be the first time Shi Huaian had called him by his name.

"Why do you want power?" Shi Huaian pressed his chest and asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Yu said, "I didn't..."

Shi Huaian shook his head and interrupted him: "I don't want to hear you fooling me."

Jiang Yu curled up his fingers hanging on the side slightly, and after a long while, he let go again, and said bitterly, "I want revenge."

"Hmm." Shi Huaian asked calmly with no surprise on his face, "What else?"

"I think—" Jiang Yu said, "Take control of your destiny in your own hands."

"anything else?"

"I want...to make frontier soldiers neither hungry nor cold."

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he felt very ridiculous in his heart.

A person as cruel and ruthless as Shi Huaian, can he expect great love in his heart?

He probably just wants everyone in the world to be physically handicapped like him?

But Jiang Yu didn't see even a trace of impatience in Shi Huaian's eyes.

So unknowingly, he actually followed the answer, and the answer became smoother and smoother——

"I want to make the roadside no longer hungry."

"I want the food from the rich and rich rice country to flow to the desolate and barren northwest."

"I want to bring justice to those who died unjustly, and those who deserve to die don't live a moment longer."

"I want the law to be solemn and clear, so that the people can sue the officials, and the princes will be punished for their crimes."

Shi Huaian raised his lips and asked seductively: "Don't you want to control the fate of others, Your Highness?"

"I also want to." Jiang Yu said, "But I hope that every life that dies in my hands has a reason."

"Okay." Shi Huaian let go of his hand, took two steps back and said, "Jiang Yu, remember your words."

After saying that, he walked to a locked wooden box, and took the key from his waist to unlock it.

Opening the box, there was a set of bright yellow court clothes stacked inside.

Jiang Yu almost thought he was dreaming: "This is..."

Shi Huaian took out the top piece, and displayed it in front of his eyes with a clatter.

"Dragon robe."

Jiang Yu held his breath.

"It's made according to your size." Shi Huaian smiled, "Try it?"

"You, how dare you...Father has not yet..."

"I've done even more daring things." Shi Huaian gestured to stick the dragon robe on Jiang Yu's body, "Are you afraid of him again now?"

He raised his eyes and sneered: "Sure enough, the more people get, the more jealous they will be."

Jiang Yu opened his mouth: "I'm afraid..."

He wanted to say that he was afraid that the walls had ears, but he usually said everything when he was unscrupulous, and now it was very unreasonable to worry about it.

So the words couldn't come out of my mouth.

But Shi Huaian didn't care.

He raised his hand to untie Jiang Yu's robe, put the dragon robe on, and commented: "It fits well."

Jiang Yu was stiff all over.

Shi Huaian smiled and stood on tiptoe, touched his face and said, "Don't be afraid, have I ever hurt you?"

"then you……"

"I think this dragon robe is not suitable for everyone, such as the one today, he doesn't look good in it." Shi Huaian said, "So I want to see in advance whether you look good in it."

Jiang Yu's Adam's apple rolled: "Then Huai'an thinks, do I look good in clothes?"

Shi Huaian still only said: "It fits well."

Jiang Yu's expression froze slightly.

"Perhaps I'm not used to it, and it will look better after a while." Shi Huaian said, "After all, you left Beijing when you were young, and you are used to wearing military uniforms. Wearing such elegant clothes, you feel somewhat restrained."

Jiang Yu's hanging heart was soothed by his words, his mind was not so nervous, and he finally realized that the touch of the hand on his face was wrong.

He hurriedly pulled Shi Huaian's hand off, and saw that the palm of that white hand was full of blisters, some of which were broken, and blood was oozing thinly.

"It's okay." Shi Huaian chuckled, "It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Yu looked down and saw that he was still barefoot, and immediately picked him up.

"Why are you dressed so thinly?" He frowned, looking distressed, "Huai'an, you don't love yourself too much."

Shi Huaian didn't answer, and quietly let him put himself on the couch, and then grabbed his cold feet into his clothes to cover them.

As if he really loved himself badly.

"Jiang Yu..." Shi Huaian murmured, "I threw away all the hookah."

"I know." Jiang Yu rubbed his ankle, "Since I said I didn't like the smell, you haven't used that thing again."

"Yeah." Shi Huaian narrowed his eyes, "So I can't feel happy now."

Jiang Yu tightened her fingers: "... If you like it, I'll ask someone to look for it, okay? You don't have to take care of me..."

"No, I don't like it." Shi Huaian shook his head, "That thing is so joyful, I feel scared."

After a pause, he smiled again: "It's just that I thought His Highness would want me to be happy like that forever."

"That thing corrupts your sanity."

"So I thought, Your Highness wants me to use it."

"How could I?" Jiang Yu asked in surprise, "Huai'an, I know you shouldn't be like that."

"Then what should I be like?"

"You were supposed to be..."

Jiang Yu paused.

Because he suddenly remembered a thing that had been forgotten by everyone for many years——

Shi Huaian was once the youngest Juren since the dynasty opened.

He is a young prodigy. He won the national examination at the age of 11 and caused a sensation all over the country.

However, in the spring of the following year, no one heard about him again.

It was many years after he became famous again. As a big eunuch who disrupted the government, he confuses the emperor with a few words and disposes of a high-ranking official who impeached him.

But if it was that year, he could successfully participate in the imperial examination... Maybe he should have been the number one scholar who walked around the streets and wrote inscriptions on the Yanta.

Jiang Yu's chest beat faster for no reason.

——What kind of person did he, they, ruin?

That's right, if he wasn't born smart, how could he, a boy who entered the palace at the age of 12, climb to his current position step by step?

Poor those bloody hands that should have been writing.

"Why..." Jiang Yu's eyes turned red, "How come?"

Shi Huaian knew what he remembered.

"I was too young at the beginning, but luckily I gained some fame after the provincial examination. I was taken care of by my colleagues all the way, and I also moved to Beijing."

Thinking back to those years, even though I suffered a lot on the road and was not acclimatized when I first arrived in the capital, my heart was still full of joy when I was young.

"Because my family was poor, all the money on my body was gathered together by the villagers... I never thought that my luck would be bad, and someone would steal it on the first day I entered Beijing."

Shi Huaian trembled slightly as he spoke: "I have nowhere to go, and my colleagues are all poor men, who are not rich... Later, someone came to the door and said that he was an official of the court and was willing to help me a little... I was at that time Naive and arrogant, thinking that he can really be respected by virtue of his talent... Who knows that when he wakes up from a dream, the world is turned upside down."

"It turns out that not everyone cherishes talents... There are also some people who are vicious by nature and can't see others being better than them... My life for more than ten years has been too smooth, and my colleagues and elders love me very much... I never thought, and I dare not believe it , there are really people in this world who can be so sinister and mean..."

"But I still have illusions. I thought... at least the emperor would love his people."

"Even if he doesn't love all his subjects, at least I... am I not a natural good minister?"

"It's just... all living beings are nothing more than ants in the eyes of the imperial power." With tears in his eyes, Shi Huaian looked at Jiang Yu with a wry smile, "Your Highness, a humble minister, is it better for a lowly skin to please the emperor?"

Jiang Yu couldn't answer him.

"I begged him." Shi Huaian said slowly, "If he let me go at that time, I can wait another three years. I don't have to marry a wife, have no children, and be lonely for the rest of my life. I am willing to die for the Holy Lord. And then...but he didn't let me go."

"Jiang Yu, why do you think I chose you?" Shi Huaian kicked his chest lightly, "Because you can please me?"

Jiang Yu hugged his feet tightly.

"It's because you chewed grass and drank snow." Shi Huaian said softly, "You know who is the most bitter in this world, don't you?"

Jiang Yu looked at him.

For a moment, he almost softened his heart.

He couldn't help but think that if Shi Huai'an hadn't entered the palace, he might indeed have become a famous official of his generation.

...It's a pity that the past cannot be changed.

His fate was already decided from the moment he entered the palace.

Shi Huaian pulled his feet out of his arms, then took two steps on the couch, knelt down in front of him, and cupped his face.

"Jiang Yu, you promise me that when poor scholars come to Beijing, they should be given shelter."

Jiang Yu's throat got stuck, and he replied, "Okay."

"Eunuchs are available, but be careful with them." Shi Huaian continued, "They are all poisoned knives... and the hand of the knife holder is closest to the blade."

"I see."

Shi Huaian explained in a rambling manner, as if he wanted to end all the worries of this life at once.

Because he knew that after tonight, Jiang Yu would no longer have the patience to listen to himself.

A person's ambition will grow with the power in his hands.

From tomorrow, Jiang Yu will be the prince of a country.

He will gradually put himself underfoot.

Who would listen to an insignificant ant under their feet?

They chatted until the candles were about to burn out.

Jiang Yu had never looked at the person in front of him so intently.

His inner talent is even more shocking than his amazing skin. Such talent should be used to govern the country, not in this corner of the harem.

Jiang Yu couldn't help thinking that it would be great if he got to know him earlier.

Maybe they don't have to be like this.

It's a pity that the long river is rolling, and there is no way back.

... Zhongqin has not been able to play for a long time.

Ji Shuyuan quietly held his hand where no one else could see.

"They once said I was a genius." Zhongqin said in a low voice, "Once."

Ji Shuyuan scratched his palm: "You are too now."

Zhongqin looked at him: "Fortunately..."

"Ok?"

"Fortunately..." Zhongqin said, "Ms. Ji is easy to play."

It was easy for him to get immersed in the play, but at this time, he couldn't help but bring himself into it.

Fortunately, Ji Shuyuan is not Jiang Yu.

"How can people be so heartless?" Zhongqin asked.

He really couldn't imagine that if one day Ji Shuyuan told him that even the only remaining relationship between them was fake.

He actually hates him.

...Then he has lived alone for so many years, doesn't he look even colder?

Fortunately, he has nothing to draw on, so Ji Shuyuan can only draw on him... He shouldn't hate him.

"It's unfeeling." Ji Shuyuan replied, "But there is also a last resort."

Zhongqin glared at him: "You still speak for him?!"

"You are reasonable." Ji Shuyuan laughed, "Since I play this role, of course I have to analyze all his psychology."

"Then...then after you finish filming, criticize him with me."

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan asked softly, "How do you want to criticize him? Do you need me to write a paper of tens of thousands of words, and then do a few hundred pages of PPT?"

Zhongqin was amused by him: "Let's talk about it later."

The two didn't rest for long, and the next scene was about to be filmed immediately.

Shi Huaian insisted on spreading the dragon robe on the bed to indulge.

It is impossible for him to subvert the imperial power in this life, and he can only express his resentment in this way.

For just one night, Jiang Yu was willing to pamper him.

When he was happy, Shi Huaian seemed to be delirious, and kept calling him "Your Majesty".

Jiang Yu couldn't tell whether he was calling this name or that person.

When he asked, Shi Huaian raised his foot and was about to kick him: "Don't disgust me at this happy moment."

Jiang Yu understood.

"How do you want him to die?" he asked.

"That's the king of a country, how can he die when it's my turn to choose him?" Shi Huaian said with a smile, "He can only die at the end of his life."

Jiang Yu said with a sullen face, "I won't make it easy for him."

"You are the crown prince, if you don't want him to have a hard time, you can make it difficult for him...but what does that have to do with me and other lowlifes?" Shi Huaian's eyes were scattered, and he reached out to grab his lapel, "Your Highness... Hurry up... Hurry up..."

Jiang Yu moved fiercely, feeling even psychologically satisfied in a trance.

For the first time, he didn't feel that the person under him was dirty, only that he was beautiful.

Like the light and the wind and the moon, it is clean from the inside to the outside.

This bed scene was shot beautifully.

Liang Cheng originally planned to find a foot model and take a close-up of the two feet, because Shi Huaian walked barefoot all over the Weiyang Palace specially for the front.

He lived in chaos for a long time, as if he was stepping on clouds through the thick soles of his shoes, and he didn't know why.

By this time it was finally on the ground.

Even if the floor tiles hurt like icy blades, the pain is real.

This is an important turning point for Shi Huaian, which means that he finally no longer only cares about his own immediate happiness, but begins to face his own suffering, as well as the suffering of other people in this world.

He rediscovered his ambition, rushed to the enlightened and prosperous age, and became the first corpse to fill up the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

However, after choosing Zhongqin to play the role, Liang Chengcheng knew that there was no need to find any foot models. Zhongqin's feet looked like carved white jade ornaments.

"Maybe it's going to take a while. It's definitely not possible to put on makeup. It has to be real." Liang Cheng asked someone to bring a basin of ice-water mixture and put it at Zhongqin's feet, "Take care of yourself after the shoot."

As he spoke, he jokingly asked, "Do you want to buy an insurance first?"

"No need." Zhongqin smiled, and put his feet into the basin without hesitation, "It should."

In fact, if it were someone else, Liang Cheng would directly make the request, who would care if the actor was happy or not?

It was because of Mr. Cui's face that he was so polite to him.

Of course, Zhongqin didn't feel wronged at all.

Where his duty lies, he will do even more dangerous things.

For example, in the scene where Shi Huai'an used his hands to extinguish the candle, he really did it directly.

It's just that the candle was not as hot as expected, and his hands were not so seriously injured, so he still relied on makeup in the end.

After soaking his feet until they were red, Zhongqin felt that he was almost unconscious below the knees.

Ji Shuyuan lifted his knees and helped him put his legs around his waist, and then the photographer went to take a close-up of his feet.

The real cold appearance is indeed much more natural than the make-up, and the red is still pink, which makes her skin more radiant, like a jade carving.

After filming, Mao Qirui came over with two hand stoves, and wanted to cover Zhongqin's feet, but Ji Shuyuan refused.

"One cold and one hot can easily cause chilblains, I will come."

After saying that, he hugged Zhongqin's feet in his arms and covered them like Jiang Yu did in the play.

Mao Qirui was dumbfounded, and subconsciously moved his steps, trying to block the sight of others.

However, he turned around and looked around, as if no one was looking this way, even if he saw it by accident, no one showed a surprised expression.

Because Mao Qirui didn't follow in the previous sex scenes, he didn't know.

In fact, the last time Zhongqin came to the set with marks all over his body, although everyone didn't realize it at the time, but thinking about it afterwards, they might have noticed something was wrong.

It's just that this incident had too much impact, after all Zhongqin still had President Cui behind him, so everyone turned a blind eye and pretended they didn't understand anything.

Especially Liang Cheng, not only should he be blind, but also guide others not to think in that direction.

... Just kidding, if President Cui finds out that he has been cuckolded on the set, he might withdraw his investment immediately.

If it goes further, even Zhongqin may be forced to terminate the contract——

That was unbearable.

Ji Shuyuan covered and massaged, his hands were cold all the way from his ankles to his knees.

Zhongqin tried to curl his legs back to rub himself, but ended in failure.

"It's too stiff..." He stretched out his hand and thumped his calf, wanting to laugh a little, "It also feels hard when I touch it."

"It's not hard, it's soft." Ji Shuyuan said, "You're so cold that you're unconscious."

Zhongqin nodded: "Yes."

Listening to their conversation, Mao Qirui stretched out his hand tentatively: "How about... I can press the other one for you?"

Ji Shuyuan raised his eyes and glanced at him, and Mao Qirui quickly retracted his hands in fright.

However, Ji Shuyuan didn't criticize him, instead, he moved a little to the side, and said softly, "Press it, move gently."

Tremblingly, Mao Qirui held Zhongqin's other leg in his arms, imitating Ji Shuyuan's movements to massage him.

"It's okay, the two of you can slow down quickly." Zhongqin comforted with a smile, "I have to continue shooting later."

"Oh, oh..." Mao Qirui buried his head, only daring to look at his hands.

But because of the tactile sensation, his attention was drawn away——

Can a man's legs be so tender to the touch?

Is this hair removal or natural hairlessness?

God...is this the male star?

"It's because of the natural hair loss." Zhongqin seemed to be able to see through him, "Speaking of it, I used to make jokes about it when I was a child... During that time, my classmates were developing rapidly, and many boys had hair on their legs when they wore shorts in summer. It was pitch black, and some people laughed at me for being a mother. Actually, I’m not the only one who doesn’t have hairy legs, but they just laughed at me. I felt very unconvinced, so I secretly used my mother’s eyebrow pencil on it Draw leg hair on the legs..."

Mao Qirui was shocked: "Can it be painted like that?"

"Of course not, that's why I got ridiculed even more." Zhongqin said with a smile, "I didn't understand it at the time. If it were now, I would definitely try it with mascara."

Mao Qirui wanted to laugh along, but looked at Ji Shuyuan's face, and swallowed the smile back.

"I don't have hairy legs either." Ji Shuyuan didn't show any expression, "No one said anything about me, it's because I don't look easy to mess with. It's just a cheap mouth, and I'll be honest after a beating."

"Oh, Teacher Ji is right." Zhongqin sighed, "Isn't it to maintain the image of a well-behaved child star? I don't feel so comfortable. If I had known that my reputation would be so bad later, I should have beaten them up in the first place."

"This kind of person actually has low self-esteem." Mao Qirui responded weakly, "Isn't it often said on the Internet that the more people lack something, the more they like to show off. They show off their leg hair because they have nothing else to show men They are the kind of people who are very fragile inside, maybe they will scream in fright when they see a cockroach. Their mother's slippers can kill a big mouse, but they can only pull their own leg hair Say you are a father."

"Not bad." Zhongqin looked at him appreciatively, "You have such a literary talent, did you often get high marks in your composition before?"

Mao Qirui pursed his lips in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "I just really hate when people use this word to swear at others. I think my mother-in-law is powerful and indomitable...but she is some old man, not like a human being."

Then, he looked at Zhongqin again: "I think those people may be jealous of you, because you are very good-looking and outstanding, and the girls they like may have a crush on you..."

"Hahaha..." Zhongqin laughed loudly, "Maybe they also have a crush on me, duplicity."

"..."

Mao Qirui shut his mouth, and glanced at Ji Shuyuan cautiously, not daring to answer the words.

"Yes." There was a faint smile on the corner of Ji Shuyuan's lips, "Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like you?"

The author has something to say:

Teacher Ji: It’s best that only I like it :)

There should be a second update today... right?I don't know when, try to orz as early as possible

感谢在2021-10-0317:56:44~2021-10-0413:31:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 Luoluo;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jiang Que; 1 bottle of Changsheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!