Xie Jianyuan and Xu Chun's rooms were adjacent and were the two best rooms. Although the rooms were not very large, they were small but complete, with all the necessary daily necessities and appliances, and were simply and warmly decorated.
There was a child actor in the same production crew, a boy about ten years older than them. He was brought by his parents. When Xu Chun and Xie Jianyuan walked over, they could hear them patiently coaxing him, saying, "If you behave well after the performance, we can buy you a toy."
Upon hearing this, Xu Chun couldn't help but chuckle, as if recalling something, and said, "When I was a kid filming, my parents used this excuse to coax me, but of course they didn't buy me anything in the end."
Xie Jianyuan smiled faintly, looking at Xu Chun with a gentle, doting expression in his eyes.
"Did you cry and refuse to have your picture taken when you were little?"
Xu Chun shook her head and said gently, "It's not that serious. But there were other children filming at the time. Looking at their parents, I was young then and would wonder where my own parents were and what they looked like. I was also a little envious of them being able to act so affectionately in front of their biological parents."
He spoke these words with a very calm expression, as if he had already let it go.
"Do you think so now?" Xie Jianyuan asked in a low voice.
"How could that be? That's because I was young and didn't understand." Xu Chun answered calmly, adding slowly, "My parents will always be the Xu family elders, in the past, now, and in the future."
Xie Jianyuan, still looking somewhat worried. "Have you ever thought about what you would do if your biological parents appeared in front of you one day?"
Xu Chun looked stunned for a moment, as if she had never expected this to happen.
Chapter 84 Acting
Xu Chun shook her head, her expression cold and collected. "It won't affect my thoughts."
Xie Jianyuan smiled, seeing his firm attitude and thinking of his past experiences, his heart softened, and he said gently, "Those are all in the past."
Xu Chun was taken aback, realizing that Xie Jianyuan trying to comfort her, so she gave a faint smile.
The sun has been getting stronger these past few days, so the sun umbrellas on set have come in handy. There's barely enough room to stand under them in the tents. Actors during breaks are all crammed together. The slightly bigger stars have their own seats, or they can just get into their vans and wait until it's time for the staff to call them over.
"Brother Xu."
Whether it's actors or staff members in the crew, they all respectfully call Xu Chun "Brother Xu," and Xu Chun always smiles and nods in response.
The first scene has officially begun filming.
The scene being filmed is Fan Wu's first encounter with Jiuli, who is around ten years old. At this time, Jiuli is not played by Xie Jianyuan, but by the child star we saw before, who is acting opposite Xu Chun.
Xu Chun has always been very approachable to children, and she had already established a good relationship with the boy named Wu Yan before filming officially began.
"All departments, prepare!" The director was a relative newcomer, lacking experience, but he was full of enthusiasm for his work, shouting himself hoarse into the walkie-talkie every day, like right now.
"Everyone, get into position! 3! 2! 1! Action!"
In the silent, desolate forest, only the intermittent chirping of insects could be heard, and the faint smell of blood in the air seemed to tell a story of something strange beneath the facade of calm.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps rustling on fallen leaves rang out, and then a gentle and calm man in purple robes came into view.
He carried a heavy sword case on his back, seemingly without feeling any strain, and strolled leisurely through the mountains and forests.
Fan Wu casually pushed aside the horizontal branches blocking his view, then bent down slightly to pass through. After taking a few more steps, he suddenly stopped, as if sensing something, and turned to walk in the opposite direction.
As they passed through the dense bushes, their view gradually opened up, revealing a large open space ahead. The sight in the open space startled Fan Wu.
The wolf pack had cornered a child who was about half a person's height. The leader was an adult male wolf, which snarled at the child and growled menacingly. Fan Wu noticed that the wolf had some injuries. It wasn't just the wolf; the other wolves were even more seriously injured, and several of them had already fallen to the ground.
Fan Wu looked at the child, raising an eyebrow in slight surprise. After all, the child was unarmed, making it hard to believe that everything before him was his doing.
He was a promising talent, but it was a pity. Looking at the child, he knew that he was already at his limit, completely exhausted, and was only putting on a brave face to avoid showing weakness.
At this moment, the lead male wolf's eyes flashed with ferocity. It pawed at the ground and then suddenly lunged at the child.
Fan Wu's heart stirred slightly. He made a hand seal, and the Cold Light Sword on his back shot out with a gust of wind, stabbing towards the male wolf. Immediately afterward, a mournful howl was heard, and the male wolf hurriedly retreated a few steps, blood flowing freely from the wound on its back.
Fan Wu had no intention of taking its life, so he held back. Fortunately, the male wolf was quite sensible and intelligent; it let out a low whimper, glanced at Fan Wu, and then led its pack away.
After the wolves left, Fan Wu slowly walked up to the child. The child was dressed in tattered clothes, and his face was covered in blood. Judging from the areas not covered by blood, his skin was sickly pale, and his lips were very red, whether from blood or some other reason.
Fan Wu's gaze fell on the pieces of meat scattered in the mud, which looked spoiled and were probably the source of the conflict.
"You're quite something, kid. You actually dared to snatch food from the wolves' mouths. Aren't you afraid of becoming their meal yourself?"
The child stared silently at Fan Wu, his pupils dark and bright, revealing a bloodthirsty wildness and untamed spirit, looking more like a wolf cub than a wolf cub.
Fan Wu smiled gently, seemingly intrigued, and asked, "What's your name?"