Filming began

Sensing someone looking at him, Chu Xinghui turned around and saw Gu Kai's shocked eyes.

Chu Xinghui: ?

He leaned his head over in front of Gu Kai and looked down at his phone.

On the screen were the outrageous remarks he had posted.

"Bro..." Gu Kai's voice buzzed like a mosquito:

"Bro, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

This wasn't him growing flesh and blood, was it?

He had grown himself right out of his sanity!

Chu Xinghui shrugged and said:

"What? It's absurdist stuff I found online. Don't you think it's fun?"

"It's..."

It was fun, sure, but how had he turned into this?!

Screaming inside, Gu Kai kept a polite smile on his face:

"Bro, isn't posting this sort of thing on Weibo a little inappropriate?"

Inappropriate?

Chu Xinghui took out his phone and glanced at it. His brows relaxed, and the smile on his face frightened Gu Kai:

"I think it's pretty good. Watching them post so actively under my Weibo posts every day, then replying to them-doesn't it feel like reviewing memorials to the throne?

Reviewing digital memorials, being a digital emperor."

In the past, he had had no goal. He had acted just to survive, and seeing anyone say something bad about him had frightened him.

But things were different now. He had a clear goal and a direction, and the road ahead had opened up before him.

"Yeah... that's pretty good."

Although Gu Kai was scared, this state was much better than his previous indifference to whatever anyone did, hiding like a turtle retreating into its shell whenever someone slandered him.

Besides, Pei Hanmo hadn't said anything, which meant it wouldn't affect Universal Entertainment. It wasn't a big problem.

After finishing several people's costume photos, the director clapped his hands to gather everyone.

"We're going to shoot one of the scenes now. When Fan Weicai comes to pick up Ye Jing'er, he sees Chu Xinghui handing her flowers and goes over to demand an explanation."

Scripts generally weren't filmed in plot order. Whichever part of the story best suited the current location was the scene they would shoot.

"What?"

Fan Weicai spoke up in dissatisfaction:

"Director, that's a scene from the second half. Why are we shooting it today?

I've only memorized the lines at the beginning. I can only shoot the first half."

This drama had only eight episodes. It was a short series, and there weren't that many lines.

The director really couldn't stand Fan Weicai's behavior, but he was wary of his popularity.

He turned his gaze to Chu Xinghui.

If he could use Chu Xinghui to put Fan Weicai in his place...

He could avoid drawing trouble onto himself while still making Fan Weicai suffer a setback.

The expression Chu Xinghui had worn during the photo shoot just now had convinced him that Chu Xinghui had thoroughly grasped the emotions of his character, Hui.

He must have read the script many times.

He beckoned to Chu Xinghui:

"Xinghui, come here. Take a look at this final scene. Can you shoot it?"

He meant the part at the very end of the script where Hui sacrificed himself for love.

"Yes."

Chu Xinghui nodded, indicating that he was ready to begin.

Ye Jing'er also said she could shoot it.

Fan Weicai was the only person there who hadn't finished memorizing his lines.

The staff asked him to sit to one side and watch the two act out the scene.

Because of the scene's requirements, the two went back to have their makeup changed.

The makeup artist also put a blood capsule in Chu Xinghui's mouth,

which he would have to bite open when he was about to die.

"Hui!"

Covered in bloody marks, Ye Jing'er lay over Chu Xinghui:

"Hui! Hang in there! Ah Hang will be here to find us any minute!"

She lowered her head, tears falling drop by drop onto Chu Xinghui's face and mingling with the blood.

"Wan'er..." Chu Xinghui struggled to raise his hand and gently stroked Ye Jing'er's face, but his eyes wouldn't focus. He opened his mouth, blood continually flowing out:

"You... have to live well... forget... me..."

His hand slid limply down from Ye Jing'er's side and dropped lifelessly to the ground.

Through her tears, Ye Jing'er saw Chu Xinghui's eyes slowly close, the corners of his mouth lifting as though he had completed his task in this life.

"Hui!"

She broke down completely, collapsing helplessly to the ground. Tears streamed down her cheeks like little brooks, and her trembling hand wanted to reach toward Chu Xinghui, yet she didn't dare draw close.

"...Rain! Where's the rain?!"

Everyone had been so immersed in the somber mood that they had actually forgotten to turn on the rain.

The props technician immediately turned on the sprinkler, and torrential rain instantly poured down over them.

"Cut!"

The director's hand holding the script trembled. Watching the two figures in the rain, his heart pounded.

Chu Xinghui sprang up from the ground. Gu Kai, who had been standing nearby with a towel, immediately stepped forward to help dry him off.

Ye Jing'er's manager was beside her too, but Ye Jing'er remained slumped on the ground.

Tears kept flowing from her eyes, and she didn't react no matter what her manager said beside her.

Her manager wanted to step forward and pull her straight up, but Chu Xinghui stopped them.

"She's too deep in character. Give her a little time to recover."

The director jogged over to Chu Xinghui, praising him nonstop:

"Wonderful! Both of your performances were so moving... no, that's not right. You were the one who brought Ye Jing'er into it."

If Chu Xinghui's emotions hadn't drawn Ye Jing'er in, she couldn't possibly have become so immersed in her role.

Chu Xinghui had given him far too many pleasant surprises!

During the scenes they had filmed that afternoon, he had barely even called cut.

"You're being too generous, Director."

Chu Xinghui nodded modestly, then returned to his seat to wipe the blood off himself.

"Tch. That's it?"

Hearing the director's praise, Fan Weicai muttered in dissatisfaction.

He hadn't thought Chu Xinghui's performance was all that moving!

It must have been because of Ye Jing'er!

If he went up there, he would definitely make Ye Jing'er fall in love with him on the spot.

Ye Jing'er, who had just recovered and was wrapped in the towel her manager had brought, suddenly felt a chill down her back.

"Are you okay?"

Her manager asked worriedly.

Ye Jing'er held her aching forehead and said:

"I'm fine. I just suddenly felt like someone had set their sights on me. I probably haven't had enough rest."

She was covered in blood, and as soon as she came back to her senses, she wanted to go wash it off.

[Please Love Me a Little More: The official cast costume photos are here!

@Fan Weicai @Ye Jing'er @Chu Xinghui... (Names listed in billing order)

Come watch the love and hatred between these three.]

Below were the three actors' costume photos.

The comments from the two leads' fans were relatively calm.

[Weicai! You're such a delicate little thing. How did you turn into a domineering CEO?! Come back, Caicai! Don't let other women touch you!]

[Jing'er, you've finally taken another role! Boohoo, I missed you. This little white dress is so pretty!]

Only Chu Xinghui's fans seemed a little off.

[Step on me! Hah, ahh, hah! Step on me! Yes, that look of disgust! Step on me!]

[I'm Chu Xinghui's dog! I could live off that face for half my life!]

[Woof woof woof woof!]

[Chu Xinghui, I want to say... wait... okay, I'm again... wait again... uh... wait.]

[Don't get so carried away jerking off that you pass out, person above.]

Of course, there was also Chu Xinghui's own distinctive, dazzling sight-his haters.

[Bleurgh~ Chu Xinghui, you ugly bastard. What the hell are you even acting for? Bleurgh~]

[It's just that the makeup looks a little better. Thank the makeup artist, lol.]