Chapter 722: Chapter 722
On the other side, Sheng Yan was already filming on the set.
He was filming a rather treacherous scene, and even though he was hooked to the wires, it still put a tremendous strain on his body.
Under the force of the wire rig, Sheng Yan jumped from one iron frame bridge to another, three times in a row, and on the final jump, he had to catch a small yellow ball hanging in the air!
This scene had been shooting since yesterday afternoon; it required high physical fitness and coordination from the actor. Sheng Yan could only endure up to five takes at most. By the sixth, he was huffing and puffing, needing a break.
Yesterday, due to his exhaustion, resting before a retake failed to achieve the effect Director Rogels wanted, so Rogels decided to temporarily change the location and film scenes that were not as physically demanding.
Early this morning, Sheng Yan repeated yesterday’s shoots.
The first three attempts weren’t successful yesterday because he simply couldn’t reach the small yellow ball hanging in the air.
On the fourth attempt, he finally got his hand on it, but that was just touching the ball, not enough to fully grab it, and after that, it was a repeated process of trying to grab the ball.
This morning, right after he had finished makeup without any time to prepare, Sheng Yan was rushed by the director to shoot the scene; Rogels was very eager to get this particular shot done.
Sheng Yan felt a bit of a daze, but it was precisely this confusion, this disorientation, that allowed him to successfully catch the yellow ball on the first try!
The moment he caught the ball, Sheng Yan drew on his professional acting skills and made an expression of excitement.
Everyone else on the set was stunned, and it took them a while to realize that Sheng Yan had succeeded!
Rogels stood up, shouting happily, "Good! Well done, this scene is a wrap!"
The wire rigging slowly descended, lowering Sheng Yan to the ground.
When his feet touched the ground, his body felt somewhat disoriented for a moment, and Sheng Yan ungracefully plopped down on his rear.
On a film set, stars strive to maintain grace and poise on and off camera, but this...
Is nearly impossible ╮(╯▽╰)╭
Even for someone like Sheng Yan, who was meticulous in every aspect, years of being tortured by various directors had turned him into a rough man the moment he began acting.
He reached into his pants and fished out his cell phone.
He had been rushed to set this morning so quickly that he forgot to hand his phone to his assistant, and during the flips in the air, he distinctly felt a vibration from within his belt.
Opening his phone, he saw a message from He Jinxia, and the corners of his mouth curved up as he cheerfully replied—
Sheng Yan: [Remembering to sugar... daddy... me?]
He Jinxia heard the message notification and immediately looked down, her smile freezing momentarily on her face.
Must! You! Hold! Such! A! Grudge!
It has been several days and you still remember that?!!
Sheng Yan: [If you don’t deny it, I’ll take it as you agreeing [smug] [smug]]
He Jinxia: [_(:з」∠)_ You’re a big shot yourself, I can’t afford it, can’t afford it.]
Without another word, Sheng Yan sent a red envelope.
He Jinxia quickly opened it.
It was the familiar formula, the familiar taste, with screens full of pink heart bubbles reading "1314520"!
Sheng Yan slightly adjusted his sitting posture, looking down at his phone as he typed back earnestly: [Now you can sugar daddy me, you’re the big shot.]
Caught between the large red envelope and inner struggle, He Jinxia still, just like last time, sent another red envelope back—
Sheng Yan was quick to act, swiftly accepting it, still with the same words—
Sheng Yan: "[Thank you, my lady, for the allowance [shy]]"
He Jinxia: "[Humph]" Read full story at novel⚑fire.net
Sheng Yan: "[When will my lady come over to receive her husband’s service?]"
This time, He Jinxia was truly at a loss for words.
She hung her head low, a blush spreading across her face, a peculiar feeling swirling at the bottom of her heart; this man really dared to say anything.
Service and all that...
Why did "candles," "whips," and "ropes" pop into her mind first?
He Jinxia coughed and quickly stopped her mind from wandering, sending a voice message with her soft and sweet voice, "You’ve been filming this movie for so long, when will you be done?"
From what she remembered, she had just joined the "Xiao Xiangyu’s Many Sorrows" crew not long ago, and Sheng Yan had also joined the cast. Now, approaching August, it had been nearly four months of filming.
Sheng Yan seemed to be quite free and sent back a voice message, "We still need to shoot for one more month. Filming will end in September."
After sending that message, he added another voice message, his voice deep and husky, standing out like a unique stream against the noisy background, "What’s wrong, you miss me? — Bang!"
He Jinxia heard the initial part, and her immediate inner response was a scornful ’shameless’, but at the end of Sheng Yan’s voice message, a loud noise erupted, like something heavy had fallen.
She frowned and quickly sent a voice message asking, "Why is it so noisy over there?"
Sheng Yan could no longer respond as quickly as before.
On the film set, everyone stared in astonishment at Sheng Yan, who was pinned under a metal frame, frozen in shock.
Soon, someone snapped out of it, calling out anxiously, "Quick! Call an ambulance!!"
Others still appeared confused, not understanding why the metal bridge had suddenly collapsed; a structure over two meters high crashing down on someone was incredibly painful!
"Blood, there’s blood..." someone murmured softly.
Director Rogels, with a severe expression, quickly walked toward where Sheng Yan lay. From the outside, they could only see that his hands and feet were trapped under the frame, thankfully there was no damage to his brain.
The emergency medical personnel hired by the crew immediately instructed others to lift the frame quickly and administer first aid to Sheng Yan.
The cellphone that had been in his hand had been flung away, with its back facing the sky, its notification lights flashing incessantly against the ground, but no one noticed.
The collapse of the metal bridge happened too swiftly; the rest of the crew were chatting and laughing, paying no heed to the accident, and by the time a loud noise rang out and they turned to look, Sheng Yan was already under it.
"Make some space! Don’t crowd around; give him plenty of oxygen!"
"Quick, get my backpack, it has emergency medication!"
"No good, he’s losing too much blood, he must be taken to the hospital immediately!"
The sudden accident on the set had everyone in a panic, at a loss for what to do, as if they were all scared stiff.
In the vast film set, the loudest sounds were those of the emergency medical personnel, each cry pressing on the tautest strings of people’s hearts!