The scene was shot successfully.
The oil lamp flickered as two people lay under a cotton quilt. The young man's eyes were filled with joy and delight, a foolish smile on his face.
The director and the staff present were all captivated by Ling Qianhe's acting!
He was a genuine simpleton, wasn't he?
It didn't look like acting at all; it was incredibly realistic!
The director was extremely pleased.
Lin Mucui finally heard the director yell cut.
She stood up, only to have her wrist suddenly grabbed.
Confused, she looked at Ling Qianhe behind her. He was still clinging to her tightly.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"This scene is finished."
He still looked aggrieved.
"I miss sister."
"I want to sleep holding sister."
Was he this immersed in the role?
Did he have no intention of breaking character?
Many thoughts flashed through Lin Mucui's mind.
However, after a moment, the smile on her lips gradually widened. She reached out, gently stroking his hair a couple of times, and comforted him with sincerity and tenderness.
"Don't worry. Sister will come to see you tomorrow, okay?"
Only then did the young man reluctantly nod.
She turned and walked towards the exit.
Staff members came forward to discuss with her.
"The director said that starting tomorrow, you should eat and live with him so it's easier for you to get into character—"
Lin Mucui was a little surprised.
"Isn't he immersed enough already?"
The staff member gave a wry smile.
"No... it's not Qianhe, it's you. The director hopes you can also fully immerse yourself in the role."
Lin Mucui thought for a moment and said.
"But that wouldn't be very convenient. I remember I still have large portions of scenes with the abducted woman from the village—if we eat and live together, he will likely interfere with my filming of other scenes. I'd rather dedicate specific times each day to film with him."
She felt this would be more appropriate.
The staff member nodded, but couldn't help but sigh.
"But Ling Qianhe looks so pitiful like this."
Lin Mucui raised her eyebrows. A moment later.
Her brow relaxed.
"He's faking it."
"Although he's immersed in the role, he hasn't reached the point where he can't distinguish between reality and his character. He's deliberately letting himself be completely absorbed into the role."
The staff member still sighed.
"This just proves how dedicated he is! He's truly too dedicated!"
Lin Mucui: "..."
These people didn't understand at all. Ling Qianhe wasn't dedicated!
This guy was deliberately trying to take advantage of her.
However, she saw through it but didn't say anything. When she returned to her resting room next door and picked up her phone.
The phone rang.
Lin Mucui answered the call. Yang Weiyang's voice came through the phone. She had called specifically to check on her.
"Xiao Ci, how's your new movie shoot going? I heard you'll be staying in the village for a long time. Won't you be bored? Do you want me to visit the set?"
Her visit?
She wanted to come and witness the spectacle, didn't she?
Lin Mucui saw through her little ploy directly.
"You want to see how miserable Ling Qianhe is, don't you?"
Yang Weiyang coughed, her voice still unable to hide her schadenfreude.
"Didn't you say he's playing a fool in the new drama... Can't I just want to see?"
Lin Mucui knew it!
However, she thought about it and told Yang Weiyang.
"Forget it. You have your own filming to do, right? Besides, give him some face. After all, he was your mentor once."
"Although he's currently immersed in his role... he probably wouldn't know what embarrassment is."
Yang Weiyang's curiosity grew even more. She was dying of curiosity.
"So what's Ling Qianhe's character like?"
"Your movie is so mysterious, and it's completely closed-set filming, not a whisper getting out..."
"Not even allowing visitors?"
Lin Mucui said.
"Why are you in such a hurry? When the movie is released, you'll naturally find out."
Yang Weiyang was truly eager to see the drama unfold.
"Mainly..."
"Oh, wait, Fei Siyu is calling me. I'll hang up now."
She hung up the phone just like that—which, in turn, made Lin Mucui curious.
It seemed she was getting along well with Fei Siyu recently?
However, she was now a popular young actress in the television industry.
She could create a CP.
But she probably lacked the courage to officially announce a relationship.
Moreover, she herself wanted to push her career forward...
Lin Mucui was still thinking when.
The door was suddenly pushed open. She didn't get angry, just felt a bit helpless.
"Is it time to shoot again? I'll head out now—"
Before she could finish speaking, she felt a warm body pounce on her. The young man opposite her pressed his cheek against hers, his voice both shy and sweet.
"Sister, I've come to find you."
"They say newly married couples can see each other every day."
It was... Ling Qianhe?
Why hadn't he broken character? Hadn't the wedding night scene already been filmed?
Lin Mucui was helpless. The young man hugged her, his entire body pressed tightly against hers, warm.
He looked at her pleadingly, then at her rosy lips, and leaned in, planting a kiss without a word.
The staff members nearby all chuckled.
Lin Mucui was very distressed.
How was she supposed to rest like this?
Was she going to spend the night like this with Ling Qianhe?
Producer He Yunru also arrived. Seeing Ling Qianhe clinging to Lin Mucui, unwilling to let go, she actually burst into laughter and then made a decisive decision.
"This is for the best. Let Qianhe and Xiao Ci build their relationship further."
"Everyone, clear out!"
A swarm of staff members carried their equipment and retreated.
This was a mountain village that the film crew had temporarily rented. The villagers had been settled and compensated adequately.
Lin Mucui listened to the chirping of cicadas and birds outside. The young man beside her had also quieted down. He hugged her, his legs curled up somewhat unnaturally, trembling intermittently.
He was clearly forcing himself to exhibit the aftereffects of polio, making his legs spasm from time to time to get into character.
Over time, habit became second nature.
He was so dedicated to his acting, he wanted to pour his entire soul into the role.
He held her.
As if he possessed the whole world.
The sky had already darkened.
Lin Mucui slowly stroked his hair and whispered softly.
"Let's sleep."
The young man nodded, a look of satisfied smile on his lips.
He said.
"You are mine."
"You'll never leave me. Right?"
"You won't dislike me. Right?"
His voice was clear and cold, with a touch of childishness.
Lin Mucui hummed in response. Her fingertips gently played with the short, choppy strands of hair on his head.
"I'll wash your hair tomorrow."
"It's all dirty."
The young man smiled contentedly, curled up on her lap, and fell asleep. In Lin Mucui's mind, the little system's indignant voice sounded.
"I don't believe people can get this immersed in a role—Ling Qianhe is doing this on purpose!"
"He's scheming again! Using acting to make you pity him!"
"Hmph, this man is unfathomably cunning!"
Lin Mucui, however, responded to her little system in her mind.
"My man. A little pity won't hurt."
"Since he wants to act, I'll play along with him properly!"