Ever since watching the surveillance footage of himself drunk,
Luo Mingyu had undergone a change in mindset he could hardly bring himself to admit.
So when he faced Li Sifan while filming their bed scene,
he began having inexplicable desires and fantasies.
Every time their eyes met, he felt guilty, afraid his embarrassment would show.
Director Chen held her megaphone and repeatedly stressed, "Act natural. Can you act natural?! If you're not feeling it, we'll move on to the next scene!"
Before Luo Mingyu could respond, Li Sifan rolled off the bed. "Let's do the next scene. I'm not feeling it."
Luo Mingyu was speechless.
What did that mean?!
Was he wary of me because of that drunken confession?!
So he didn't like men?!
Luo Mingyu watched Li Sifan get dressed, his imagination running wild.
Ripples finally disturbed his once-placid heart.
And when he saw Li Sifan filming the next scene, those ripples became a raging storm.
He leaned toward Director Chen's ear, speaking urgently. "Why did you cast a woman as Wang Chen?!"
"We couldn't find anyone suitable, so we brought her in at the last minute." Director Chen stared at the monitor and replied distractedly.
Luo Mingyu glanced at the script in her hand, his voice suddenly rising. "Why is there an intimate scene now?!"
"No, you absolutely can't film that!"
Director Chen turned to glare at him. "What the hell does Li Sifan's intimate scene have to do with you?!"
"Aren't you always insisting you're straight and acting awkward no matter what we film?!"
"Now that I've made both your characters straight, you're still unhappy?!"
Luo Mingyu was speechless.
Right.
Why was I unhappy?!
Could I really be...
He walked away, utterly dejected.
Once Luo Mingyu was out of earshot, Director Chen hurriedly took out her phone