Chapter 48: Rabbit Ears
For the next three weeks, Yu Weixi and Feng Yan had no chance to meet.
Feng Yan and the Sea King production team went abroad to participate in a film festival, which included all sorts of social events and promotions. He was so busy that his feet barely touched the ground, not to mention the time difference with Yu Weixi.
And Yu Weixi had gone to film Mr. Lu’s short film. In fact, the content was not much, only ten minutes, but Mr. Lu had high requirements. He personally coached and demonstrated, letting Yu Weixi learn and act well slowly, so it dragged on for a long time. And then Yu Weixi was filming the endorsements he had announced on his birthday on one hand, and reading the Little Rabbit Immortal script and original novel on the other.
Yu Weixi was so frustrated. Originally, he had always been acting for fun, but Feng Yan had suddenly come to stir things up in this drama, so everything had become different.
It was originally just an ordinary production team, but unexpectedly, a Film Emperor had descended from the heavens, so the investors had suddenly increased. The producer had then directly changed the original production team to another director—Liang Haowen, who was good at filming romance dramas. Although this new director was not a famous director from a film festival, he was sincere and capable, and had filmed many popular romance films that fit the market.
So, Yu Weixi had originally just wanted to find a random production team to muddle through and dilute his persona, but he had unexpectedly entered an ambitious career group.
Now, with Feng Yan and such a major director present, Yu Weixi didn’t dare to muddle through and wait for death. He was so scared that he immediately went to read the original novel.
Feng Yan had already stumbled once in a historical idol drama and had even been judged as not suitable for acting in market romance idol dramas. Although Yu Weixi knew that he couldn’t carry him, at least he shouldn’t be a burden.
Of course, there was also a small interlude. For the role of the supporting character and villain, Ji Shilin and another actor had competed at that time. In the end, Ji Shilin had successfully auditioned and was also about to join the production team.
It’s an acquaintance again, Yu Weixi thought. And two acquaintances who are renewing their old fate.
He really didn’t know how the outside world would interpret it after the official announcement. This was too explosive.
And it wasn’t until three weeks later that Feng Yan finally returned to the country. But Yu Weixi avoided him and didn’t see him, didn’t answer his calls, and just casually replied with an emoji on WeChat.
Feng Yan even came to knock on Yu Weixi’s door, and then Yu Weixi was inside… playing dead, playing dead with Niangao, saying that he was playing hide-and-seek with Feng Yan and that he was not allowed to be discovered.
Forget about being promoted to Noble Consort. This was more like being thrown into the cold palace… no, it was being exiled to the borderlands.
Directly! He was! Ignored!
Feng Yan increasingly felt that Yu Weixi was truly the suffering in his life.
After a whole month, a whole month of not saying anything, the two of them finally met for the costume fitting and promotional poster shoot.
“Hello, Mr. Yu.”
When Yu Weixi arrived at the filming location, a staff member came up to him and said with a smile, “Mr. Feng has already arrived.”
“…Oh.”
It was just filming now, and they hadn’t officially joined the production team to start filming, so Yu Weixi hadn’t brought Niangao.
Yu Weixi followed the staff to the dressing room and was immediately taken aback.
Feng Yan had already changed his clothes. His character was a domineering president-type prince, so his clothes were luxurious and his makeup was sharp.
Thick eyebrows that flew up, a straight nose and thin lips, coupled with that wide robe of gold and yellow, just sitting on the side with his legs open, one could feel that noble aura.
Yu Weixi paused and averted his eyes.
Meanwhile, Feng Yan sat to the side, staring straight at Yu Weixi with a deep, unreadable gaze.
Hehe, we finally meet.
The staff had Yu Weixi change into a white inner robe, then began to do his makeup and style his hair.
Feng Yan pulled his chair closer and sat down next to Yu Weixi with a smile. “Mr. Yu, long time no see?”
“…”
“Why isn’t Mr. Yu talking to me, Mr. Yu?” Feng Yan held Yu Weixi’s wrist. “Could it be that Mr. Yu doesn’t recognize me anymore?”
Yu Weixi said with a cold look, “Go away. Don’t disturb the makeup artist’s work.”
The makeup artist didn’t take the blame and immediately shook her head like a rattle. “No disturbance, no disturbance.”
“Mr. Yu, you haven’t spoken to me for a month. Doesn’t your conscience hurt?”
“…”
“Mr. Yu, you’re so good-looking.”
The makeup artist had just finished applying foundation for Yu Weixi when she heard Feng Yan say, “Mr. Yu’s skin is so good and so white, and so smooth. It’s perfect without much powder.”
The makeup artist held back her laughter and took out the concealer.
“Oh my, our Mr. Yu is the number one flower in Southeast Asia. What’s there to conceal? Are there any flaws??”
“…” Yu Weixi looked at Feng Yan with a blank expression.
“The curve of this eyebrow is too good. The curve is just right, like the moon, and the thickness is also just right.”
“This eye… oh my god, what kind of divine eye is this? It’s so watery and sparkling. It’s as if there’s a story written in it. It’s so captivating.”
“This nose bridge is too good-looking. A perfect forty-five degrees. You can swing on it.”
“This lip, so soft and watery… hiss.”
Yu Weixi couldn’t take it anymore. He first hit Feng Yan, signaled for the makeup artist to stop, then stood up and grabbed the water bottle on the dressing table, about to throw it at Feng Yan.
“Oh my, oh my, you can’t even be praised?” Feng Yan’s reaction was faster than Yu Weixi’s. He stood up and directly grabbed Yu Weixi’s raised wrist, smiling. “We haven’t seen each other for a month. Can’t I even praise you?”
Yu Weixi and Feng Yan were very close. Yu Weixi looked up at Feng Yan’s eyes, and his heart suddenly trembled.
At this moment, Feng Yan was smiling very kindly and gently, but his eyes seemed to be hiding a storm, just that it was being forcefully suppressed.
It was simply… a turbulent undercurrent.
Yu Weixi was a little scared.
Is Feng Yan… angry?
Huh???
Is he really angry?
“You…” Yu Weixi was stunned and didn’t know how to react. The makeup artist on the side was curiously looking at the two of them.
“It’s okay. Xixi, continue with your makeup. Don’t make a fuss.” Feng Yan let go with a smile and sat down again.
Yu Weixi: “…”
After finishing his makeup, the staff brought Yu Weixi’s white robe and wanted to help him put it on. After all, this was Yu Weixi’s first time acting in a costume drama, and he was not yet familiar with how to wear the clothes.
“I’ll do it. It just so happens that I can communicate with Xixi about the look for the photo shoot later.” Feng Yan, however, took the clothes rack.
“Okay.”
The two main leads and the other supporting characters had separate dressing rooms, so after the staff left, only the two of them were left in the room.
“Come on, Xixi, put this on.” Feng Yan helped Yu Weixi put on his outer robe. After arranging the collar of the front, Feng Yan was about to tie the waistband for him.
Yu Weixi was like a stiff wooden puppet the whole time, letting Feng Yan do as he pleased, so embarrassed that he wished he could run out of the door.
Why did he have to let Feng Yan dress him!!
Yu Weixi said with a cold face, “I’ll tie it myself.”
“You know how?”
“Just tie it normally!”
Feng Yan shook his head and showed Yu Weixi the special way of tying it on the spot.
“Got it?”
Yu Weixi nodded perfunctorily.
“Mmm, mmm, mmm. You can go now.” Letting Feng Yan dress him…
Yu Weixi’s face was red, and he didn’t dare to look at Feng Yan.
“That won’t do. You don’t even know how to tie the waistband and you want me to go. Come on, let me tie it once.” Feng Yan raised an eyebrow. “I just demonstrated. Didn’t you say you knew how? Come on, try it once.”
“…”
Yu Weixi looked at Feng Yan with some anger.
Then, Yu Weixi pouted and picked up the waistband to try.
“Wrong.” Feng Yan took the two waistbands, but he pulled them tight with a force, tightly cinching Yu Weixi’s waist.
It was so tight that it outlined the slender and firm shape of his waist. Yu Weixi even felt a little pain.
Feng Yan lowered his eyes and smiled. “Mr. Yu’s waist is so thin.”
“…” Yu Weixi’s face was slightly red. He panted, “Let go!”
Feng Yan just looked at Yu Weixi steadily.
“Let go!” Yu Weixi couldn’t take it anymore. He reached out and pushed Feng Yan away fiercely. Feng Yan immediately let go, and the waistband fell to the ground.
Feng Yan asked, “You clearly don’t know how to tie the waistband. Why did you insist on saying you did? Why didn’t you let me help you?”
Yu Weixi said “ah.”
What’s wrong with this guy!
Feng Yan’s tone became stern. “You clearly need my help, but why do you always refuse me?”
Yu Weixi paused.
“I…”
Feng Yan took a step forward and leaned against Yu Weixi. “This past month… why didn’t you answer my calls?”
The man’s tone was hoarse.
“Why didn’t you see me? For a whole week after I came back, you were hiding. Why?”
With that, Feng Yan took another step forward. Yu Weixi had nowhere to retreat. He leaned against the dressing table behind him, his hands on the table, his tone a little unsteady. “I, I didn’t…”
“You did.” Feng Yan said, “You hid for a whole month.”
It was the first time Yu Weixi had seen Feng Yan like this. He was at a loss.
“I… you, you mind your own business!”
“Xixi.” Feng Yan loosely held Yu Weixi and frowned. “Let me make it clear to you.”
At first, Feng Yan had even thought that this little fellow was playing hard to get. Later, he felt that he… had thought too highly of himself.
Playing hard to get? It’s clearly disgust!
Feng Yan took a deep breath and said word by word, “Xixi, just because I confessed to you doesn’t mean you have to, must agree, or agree immediately. I won’t force you, and you don’t need to hide from me, you understand?”
Yu Weixi said in a low voice, “Then…”
“You can just let me be good to you with a clear conscience. It’s my freedom to be good to you. I like you. You can’t stop me, and you don’t have to deliberately avoid me. We can just be as we were before, okay?”
Yu Weixi frowned slightly.
“As we were before.” Feng Yan held Yu Weixi’s palm.
Yu Weixi paused and turned his head away without speaking.
Feng Yan knew that Yu Weixi had listened. He smiled, bent down, picked up the waistband, and tied it for him again.
…
Then was the poster shoot. First was Yu Weixi’s turn.
Yu Weixi stood in front of the green screen and, following the photographer’s instructions, showed a sweet smile exclusive to the little rabbit immortal.
It was Yu Weixi’s first time wearing a full set of historical costume. His long black hair was soft and loose, casually draped over his shoulders, and he had a high ponytail at the back of his head. He was wearing a white robe with a cloud pattern. The white hair ribbon and the corner of his clothes were blown up by a fan, looking extremely cute.
Yu Weixi’s eyeshadow and the corners of his eyes were red, adding a unique charm of the demon race. But under the director’s guidance, Yu Weixi tried hard to put on an innocent look. His eyes were pure, with the beauty of a little demon who had not been tainted by the world.
The red mole between his eyebrows was just right.
Both alluring and cute.
Feng Yan had been standing on the side, watching. Ji Shilin had also finished his makeup and came over. He was immediately stunned by Yu Weixi.
Feng Yan glanced at Ji Shilin out of the corner of his eye and thought, a lingering ghost, ew.
“Good! Okay, okay, very okay!” The director was very satisfied.
“Come on, Xixi. Next, we’ll shoot a poster in a half-demon state.”
Yu Weixi tilted his head in confusion.
…Half-demon?
Then, he saw the props team bring over a rabbit headband.
Yu Weixi: “…”
Yu Weixi: “……………”
On the black headband were two soft, fluffy white rabbit ears, swaying back and forth, making people want to reach out and touch them.
The corner of Yu Weixi’s mouth twitched.
On the other side, Feng Yan and Ji Shilin were full of “fuck.”
Yu Weixi took the headband, his face full of disgust.
Why does he have to wear this thing!
A lifetime of fame!
It feels like it’s about to be ruined at this moment!
Fuck!
“That, Xixi…” Director Liang noticed Yu Weixi’s expression and rubbed his nose, trying to persuade him, “It’s okay. You look very good and cute in this. In any case, your character is cute, and you’ll have to use it when filming later.”
Yu Weixi’s character would be in a half-demon state in some scenes, and there was even some strange “rua ear play.” At that time, he would have to wear this headband, and then use post-production special effects to make the ears more realistic.
Yu Weixi only felt frustrated.
Forget about the “rua ear play” later. He was very frustrated now.
He, Yu Weixi—a dignified man, the super A Dance King of the entertainment industry, now had to wear this thing??
Hehe, Yu Weixi thought. Is he going to earn dark energy like this instead of using public opinion?
“Xixi, you look very cute in it.”
Ji Shilin went up and smiled. “Very good-looking.”
Yu Weixi looked at Ji Shilin with a blank expression.
After a moment of hesitation, Yu Weixi still sacrificed himself for art—
Two fluffy ears thus hung on top of Yu Weixi’s head, twitching.
Noticing the gazes of the people in the room, Yu Weixi shyly scratched his cheek, and his ears also turned a little red.
Damn, this is simply a public execution.
“Good! That’s right, super good-looking! Xixi is so great! Come on, lie down, rest your cheeks on your hands, that’s right…”
Feng Yan stood on the side, looking at this little rabbit, and only felt that it was going to be bad.
…How was he going to act with Yu Weixi in the future?!
Could he really hold back?
He was playing a cold and domineering prince.
“Yan-ge… calm down.” Feng Yan’s assistant said helplessly, “Your face is so red…”
A dignified veteran, is it appropriate to be like this!
“I’m very calm.” Feng Yan immediately suppressed the smile on his lips and said with a straight face, “What’s there to be not calm about? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“…”
Oh.
Feng Yan rubbed his nose, changed the subject, and pointed to the backpack he had placed on the side. “Mmm… Xiao Yang, can you get me the bag in my water bottle?”
The assistant blinked.
What? What bag in the water bottle?
After a moment, the assistant reacted.
Assistant: “…”
Film Emperor, you should calm down!!
