Xia Zhiyi so real that many actors and crew members on set were somewhat depressed.
Director Mu seemed completely unaffected. After Xia Zhiyi to rest for a while, he instructed the rest of the crew to move to another location so that Fu Yunyi could finish filming the remaining scenes while he was still in the mood.
Xia Zhiyi didn't change her clothes yet. She took the wrap-up milk tea that Ming Taotao had prepared in advance, moved a small stool and sat down next to Director Mu, with a smile on her face.
He had to smile. If he didn't smile, the actors filming inside would be fine, but the crew would be unable to break character, constantly glancing in his direction with worried eyes, thinking he was seriously injured.
When he sat down next to Director Mu, Director Mu only glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said nothing.
Ming Taotao squatted down next to Xia Zhiyi, looked at her gloomy and miserable appearance, and then looked at her own Teacher Xia, who was smiling and drinking milk tea with a bloody face. She felt that the scene was very different.
Noticing her gaze, Xia Zhiyi turned her head to look at her, her eyes asking inquiringly: What's wrong?
Ming Taotao shook her head: It's nothing.
Then Ming Taotao got up and went to hand out candy to the others.
This was Xia Zhiyi asked her to prepare in advance, saying that his final scene looked rather tragic, and she was worried it might leave a psychological scar on everyone on set, so she wanted to prepare something sweet to comfort them.
Ming Taotao didn't quite understand why giving candy could appease her, but Xia Zhiyi said so, she did as she was told.
Well, it feels a bit like handing out wedding candy at a funeral, but it's okay, since Teacher Xia isn't really dead anyway.
After finishing her milk tea, Xia Zhiyi took out the wrap-up red envelope that Director Mu had just given her. She opened it, glanced at it, and mentally estimated that she could probably use the red envelope for the wrap-up party that everyone had kindly prepared for her tonight.
That's fine too.
The subsequent filming went smoothly, and no one messed up. However, Xia Zhiyi felt that it was a bit tiring for Fu Yunyi to maintain his emotional outbursts all the time.
Fu Yunyi, immersed in his role, was completely different from his usual self. He was now just like Song Zihua in the drama, sitting silently in his office, trying to suppress his emotions while reporting on the previous situation. He seemed to have regained his composure, but his body language and subtle changes in expression revealed the pain and turmoil in his heart.
After finishing work, Fu Yunyi, who could have chatted and laughed with Xia Zhiyi before filming, became silent, his aura darkened, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
But no one around him found his appearance strange. After all, the scene they had just filmed was the kind of scene that would put people in a bad mood, and even if you weren't in character, you wouldn't feel happy.
Xia Zhiyi finally realized that she didn't need to go up and reshoot any scenes. She glanced at Fu Yunyi, who was standing in the corner with his head down, trying to calm himself down, and then followed Ming Taotao to the prepared dressing room to change clothes.
Putting everything else aside, at least the blood on his face needs to be wiped off. Otherwise, if the group goes out for a meal later and passersby see someone with a bloody face in the crowd, they might be so frightened that they call the police.
After changing into clean clothes and washing her face thoroughly, Xia Zhiyi walked over to Fu Yunyi and patted him on the shoulder. "Still feeling down? You haven't gotten out of character yet, have you?"
Xia Zhiyi is now 1.78 meters tall. He has grown another two centimeters recently, but he is still a little shorter than Fu Yunyi.
Just a tiny bit.
Although it was only a small amount, it made it easier for Fu Yunyi to look at him while looking down.
"No, I just got out of character." Fu Yunyi glanced at Xia Zhiyi, then looked up and rubbed his temples, still looking a bit down. "I was just maintaining that emotion for so long, it was tiring."
"You changed your clothes so quickly?"
Xia Zhiyi nodded. "Yeah, we've all finished work. Why would I go out dressed like that and scare people?"
Fu Yunyi: "Hmm? Ah, oh, that's a wrap."
Xia Zhiyi blinked. "So you weren't out of character just now, were you?"
They didn't even realize they'd finished work and were still standing there like idiots.
Fu Yunyi: "No, I got out of character."
As he spoke, he realized that the other actors were no longer on set. They had probably all gone back to remove their makeup or change clothes. He remembered that he had prepared a wrap party for Xia Zhiyi that evening—well, actually, it was just an excuse to have a meal together while Xia Zhiyi was still filming.
Fu Yunyi: "I'm going to change my clothes."
Xia Zhiyi: "Go ahead, go ahead."
At 5 PM, the official Weibo of the TV series posted a congratulatory message on the wrap-up of filming, but it didn't attract much attention.
That evening, Xia Zhiyi, Fu Yunyi, several other actors from the crew, and Director Mu had dinner together at a restaurant near the filming location. By then, everyone had moved on from their previous mood, and things finally got lively.
Zhao Ziwang raised his wine cup and called out to Xia Zhiyi, " Little Teacher Xia, would you like a drink?!"
Xia Zhiyi said with a smile, "If you want to offer a toast, I can oblige."
Zhao Ziwang nodded halfway, then, remembering something, turned to look at Director Mu, who was sitting and picking at peanuts one by one, and asked, "Director, we really do have a half-day off tomorrow, right?"
Don't let him drink with someone today, sleep soundly, and then wake up the next day to find that he has delayed the filming schedule.
Director Mu looked up, smiling, and said, "On vacation, on vacation, when have I ever lied to you?"
Zhao Ziwang was relieved and raised his wine cup to Xia Zhiyi: "Come on! Cheers! We won't leave until we're drunk tonight!"
As she spoke, she pulled several other male actors along, tactfully avoiding the ladies at the table.
Xia Zhiyi raised her glass with a smile.
Seeing this, Fu Yunyi, who was sitting next to him, was about to say something when Zhao Ziwang pulled him up. " Fu Yunyi, don't just stand there! Come on over! This is Yan Yan's last meal here. The next time we see Little Teacher Xia, she won't be Yan Yan anymore. If we don't drink to our hearts' content now, we might never have another chance!"
Fu Yunyi: "..."
Fu Yunyi thought of the message he had just received; his uncle had asked him for the address of a restaurant, probably planning to pick up Xia Zhiyi. He swallowed the words he was about to say.
Xia Zhiyi is an adult now, so having a little alcohol is fine. Even if she gets drunk because she can't hold her liquor, her uncle is on his way, so she should be alright.
Then, half an hour later.
Fu Yunyi's face was flushed as he sat in his seat, obediently using his chopsticks to pick at the rice in his bowl, eating it bite by bite.
At the table, besides Xia Zhiyi and Director Mu, there were a few staff members who hadn't joined in the fun, and the other men were all in various drunken states.
Director Mu was a little numb. Looking at Xia Zhiyi, "You've drunk them all under the table. How are we going to get back later?"
Xia Zhiyi stiffened slightly.
Ah, this...