Chapter 9 (1/2)

Screen Partner Chapter 9

The entire filming schedule was quite compact; the same morning Xiang and Ah Li finished shooting was the afternoon Xu Zheyi and Ruka would be filming their own video—even the day of filming the bed scene was planned that way.

The night before that fateful scene, Xu Zheyi suffered from insomnia. He lay in bed, turning over and over, and thought that this was all wrong—his heart was completely blocked with panic.

He ended up spending the whole night watching TV, but in fact he did not actually register anything. He just stared blankly at the screen.

The people on the screen came and went. Some of them were familiar faces he had greeted in the past, but most of them were new people that he had never even heard of. Not so long ago, he was making a living appearing on TV like them. In order to stay relevant he would do and say as he was told, regardless of how he felt.

And, now, he had betrayed his body. At nine in the morning, Xu Zheyi gave himself an enema. Because he had no appetite, he did not eat anything, and instead only drank half a bottle of water. When noon had finally arrived, he headed out his door and hopped onto his motorcycle to head to the studio.

He arrived on time in accordance with the schedule, but when he went to the set he was informed that there had been a slight filming delay. Hearing this he asked, “How long will the delay be?” Xu Zheyi could feel that his face was probably not very good-looking at the present moment.

He felt like an inmate on death row that had been led up to the guillotine. He had been moved into position and was finally prepared to face his punishment and lose his head, but then the executioner suddenly said, “You, just wait a bit, the blade has not been sharpened.” How could he not go crazy?

“Do you want to go in and take a look at the situation?” Could it be that he looked so scary that the staffer was trying to appease him?

“…May I?” Xu Zheyi was a little curious.

“Of course, as long as you don’t get in the way of filming.” The executive producer answered.

Xu Zheyi hesitated, but soon lost to his curiosity, and followed the producer into the room where they were currently filming. Like most filming scenes, the director sat a little farther away and watched through the monitor. The cameramen and assistants were all positioned around the bed.

Through the crowd, Xu Zheyi moved to try to look inside, and then he came into viewing range of the two men on the bed.

Xiang was kneeling down, while Ah Li had entered him from behind—tightly grasping his hips. Every time he thrust into him the force of the impact was taken by his rounded buttocks; each movement brought out a resounding groan, the organ connecting them coming into sight with every motion.

Wow, this really was…

Xu Zheyi immediately felt his face grow hot. In past films he had acted in, although there was bed play, both parties had their private parts covered with toilet paper and tape. This was truly using live ammunition.

“Cut!” The director’s dissatisfied shout suddenly scattered the obscene atmosphere of the full room.