After chatting with Yang Weiyang for a bit, Lin Muci excused herself to sleep. Filming was exhausting, depleting her energy to the extreme.
That very night, as Lin Muci slept.
A paparazzo posted a behind-the-scenes photo of the movie in the late hours of the night.
Despite the blurry image quality, it was clear that Lin Muci and Ling Qianhe were very close.
The anti-fans, staying up late, exploded in furious outrage, spewing vulgarities.
[Lin Muci, this green tea bitch, didn't she claim to deeply respect Ling Qianhe and have no relation with him?]
[She actually took the initiative to seduce Qianhe's brother! Shameless liar! You're deceiving our feelings!]
Someone immediately retorted to defend Lin Muci.
[Above, it's not yet decided who is seducing whom.]
[Besides, it was just a coincidence.]
The fans were so angry they cursed.
[Coincidence my ass!]
[He's helped her out several times during performances, and now they're filming together? It's all her, this shameless little slut, seducing Qianhe!]
However, there were also rational fans.
[Hey, I didn't think of it until you said it. Now that you mention it, doesn't it seem like Qianhe is the one proactively approaching her?]
[She's just a newcomer, she can't hold a knife to Qianhe's throat and force him to cooperate with her. It seems more like Qianhe is the one who is proactive.]
Someone retorted, their face red and neck thick.
[What utter nonsense! How could Qianhe be interested in her? How is she even attractive? This girl is hideous!]
[Never mind her, I didn't even like Qianhe's former assistant. Just because she knows how to play the drums, why does she get to be so close to Qianhe? Don't stop me, I'm going to be Lin Muci's anti-fan now! This name alone gives me bad vibes!]
This was the fervent fan with a mother hen mentality, protectively guarding their chick.
The other fans couldn't persuade her and sighed.
[We still have to support Qianhe's drama, right? Let's just watch it, maybe the final product will be surprisingly good.]
The anti-fan sneered.
[Absolutely impossible! Lin Muci is a newcomer, how could she possibly film a good movie? If I shed a single tear watching the movie, I'll livestream myself doing a headstand and washing my hair!]
[I'll drink toilet water!]
[I'll run ten laps around the pigsty and then shout that I have blind eyes!]
When Lin Muci arrived at the set, Ling Qianhe was already there. He was looking down at the comments, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.
Then he put away his phone.
Today was a major scene.
This movie was filled with memorable moments in every scene.
Today’s scene required Ling Qianhe to carry her corpse and walk lost in the snow, filled with anguish.
The director and Zhao Lan were discussing whether to find a body double for the young girl. In the biting cold, she was wearing a thin garment while being held by Ling Qianhe, which was quite a hardship.
Lin Muci felt it was unnecessary.
She volunteered.
Let’s just film it like this.
It was difficult to find a body double, and she felt bad about letting someone else suffer for her.
Zhao Lan secretly told her.
Rub against Qianhe more, don't be shy.
He’s young, and he’s a boy, his whole body is like a little furnace.
If you get close to him, you won't get sick. Rub against him a few more times, don’t be afraid.
Lin Muci coughed, she was drinking water and almost spat it out.
What a…
That was a terrible suggestion.
Did Sister Lan think of her and Ling Qianhe as a real couple?
But how can a corpse rub against someone? And the crucial part wasn't even that.
What if she made Qianhe react?
How would they salvage that situation?
Ling Qianhe had already walked over. He looked at Lin Muci. The young man was only wearing a thin military uniform, but he didn't seem to feel the cold much.
Lin Muci remembered his continuously dropping life values and asked the system.
Is his body okay?
I hope he's not so weak that he'll fall over while carrying me. That would be too embarrassing in front of everyone!
Hearing Lin Muci say that.
The system immediately responded cheerfully.
It's up to fifty percent now! He hasn't been self-harming lately, and the wrist injury has completely healed.
Although I don't know why this is happening, his condition is quite good now. He could probably hold you and last for three days and three nights without a problem—
Her last words were choked in her throat as Lin Muci cut off the system.
Lin Muci looked at Ling Qianhe opposite her, feigning composure.
Shall we begin?
Ling Qianhe didn't meet her gaze. He simply and gracefully picked her up.
There was indeed warmth radiating from him.
On many nights during the doll's resurrection, he had pressed his body against hers, emitting heat like this.
Lin Muci’s eyelashes trembled, her heart in turmoil.
However, Ling Qianhe was extremely polite in front of everyone.
His hands cradled her, and then he signaled to the surrounding cameramen that they could start filming.
This scene.
It was a great test of Qianhe's stamina.
Because with the princess carry, if the person being carried could wrap their arms around his neck, it would allow the carrier to save a lot of strength.
But unfortunately, Lin Muci was currently a corpse.
She couldn't wrap her arms around his neck.
Her makeup made her body appear bruised and purple, her wrists hanging limply.
Under these circumstances, for Ling Qianhe to still want to hold her, and do so in such a polite manner, it was a true test of his arm strength.
But he held her steadily.
Little rascal, the barbells in the gym weren't lifted in vain.
Lin Muci was critiquing him in her mind, while on the surface, she continued to perfectly embody a corpse.
Artificial snow swirled around the film base.
In the story, he carried her for a hundred miles.
In reality, the little rascal carried her for ten meters.
The director asked Ling Qianhe to put her down. She finally managed to take a breath and quickly escaped from his embrace.
Can you still carry me?
Ling Qianhe let out a cold snort.
Do you doubt my stamina?
Lin Muci was startled and quickly explained.
I don't doubt your stamina!
Her voice even stuttered a little.
I—
Ling Qianhe grunted, then asked her coldly.
No doubt?
The director seized the opportunity.
Oh, Qianhe can still carry you. Let's film a couple more takes.
After several more carries, despite his good stamina in the cold, he was starting to pant. Lin Muci saw sweat on his forehead and hesitated for a long time about whether to hand him a tissue.
A crew assistant stepped forward.
Qianhe, wipe your sweat—
The girl looked very anxious. Ling Qianhe frowned slightly, then took the tissue from her palm.
Lin Muci felt a little displeased and complained to the system in her mind.
Qianhe is accepting tissues from other girls.
The system seemed troubled.
Host, you can also hand him tissues.
Lin Muci originally wanted to say she didn't want to.
But after a moment of stubbornness.
She pulled out a tissue.
Her tone was rough.
Here. Wipe your face.
The system couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Everyone else acted like delicate flowers, but the host was too rugged, just saying "here" and being done with it?
Unexpectedly, Ling Qianhe laughed.
His clear, cold eyes gazed deeply at Lin Muci.
Wipe my face?
Lin Muci hummed. Ling Qianhe didn't take her tissue; he said.
Your face looks like a dirty cat's. Do you really intend to wipe someone else's face?
Lin Muci's face was indeed smudged with a lot of dirt. It was artificial snow, after all, and it came with a lot of dust.
The distant view was beautiful, but up close it was suffering. Moreover, she had applied makeup that made her appear bruised and purple, looking rather like a resurrected zombie.
Lin Muci was so angry she turned and ran.
If you don't want it, fine!
Good intentions are repaid with ingratitude.
If she ever feels sorry for Ling Qianhe again, she'll take his surname!
The director was shouting again.
All departments prepare! Lin Muci’s corpse ready! Has Qianhe recovered his stamina? Let’s do another ten takes!
Lin Muci found the remark somewhat strange.
Ling Qianhe looked at her, then picked her up. He then leaned close to her ear and whispered.
Let’s film it with all our might. This scene is very heartbreaking. You need to move the audience.
Lin Muci hummed, her voice filled with doubt.
Why should we move the audience?
Ling Qianhe laughed.
I want to see the anti-fans livestream themselves doing a headstand and washing their hair.
Wouldn't that scene be interesting?