Chapter 8: Story 8 (1/2)

Translator: Du Yiran

Proofreader: Zhu Yuan

After finishing makeup, the photographer just symbolically takes some photos and then posts them on the official website for advertisement.

Mo Anyu finishes makeup early and changes his own clothes. He stands at the door of Bo Yu’s rest room and secretly waits for him.

As a result, he is stunned when Bo Yu wears ancient costume and comes out.

Bo Yu looks very handsome and graceful with the white gown, a white jade fan in the hand and the black hair tied up highly.

Bo Yu’s face is not only very handsome in modern clothes, but also very telegenic even wearing ancient costume. So, he has a wide range of character types that he can portray.

After Mo Anyu is stunned for a while, he quickly comes to his sense. He is afraid that Bo Yu will notice something.

However, when people, including not only Mo Anyu, but also the staff and supporting actors standing outside the rest room, look at Bo Yu, they fall into silence.

Bo Yu opens the fan, comes over and has his arm around Mo Anyu’s shoulders, “Have you taken your latest clothes photos yet?”

Mo Anyu nods, his ears turning red. He would be nervous enough to walk with the foot and the hand in the same side in front of Bo Yu but for his strong self-control.

When Director Hou sees Bo Yu’s latest photos, he is also stunned for a while and then runs over to Bo Yu with the surprising face. That is Gu Chengjing in his fantasy!

Gu Chengjing is the name of the young general.

Mo Anyu feels unhappy, glances at Director Hou who apparently enters an excited state and turns his gaze without any words.

Director Hou excitedly holds up the loudspeaker and says, “Time to work! Time to work!”

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In the imperial city, the streets are noisy, crowded and peaceful as before with many peddlers. The young general who is as handsome and graceful as the jade passes by the young unmarried ladies. The ladies’ fragrant handkerchiefs fall to the ground and they secretly wish to marry him.

The young general who is casual and elegant but not indecent doesn’t respond to them, shakes the fan and returns to his mansion to play with servant girls.

Another scene. The old and suspicious emperor finally makes a secret decree due to the efforts of his spoiled imperial concubines and cunning eunuchs: the eldest son, named the god general of war, born of the legal wife, is forced to die on the battlefield, and the second son is beheaded at the city gate because a vicious person deliberately announces the list of bribe.

Only the arrogant young general survives.

Another scene.

The young general’s white gown is stained with spots. He embarrassedly knees on the ground with the messy black hair and overlooks vaguely at the direction of the city gate, where his second brother is beheaded.

The masker in dark clothes stands aside and impatiently raises his chin, “If you want to get revenge, don’t drag your feet. Eat and drink enough to practice Kung Fu, and then go back to trouble the old emperor!”

“I... want to get revenge.” The heartless young general looks up at the masker with a firm expression and repeats the words, “I want to revenge.”

The masker laughs, jumps down from the tree, wraps his arm around the young general’s waist, lands lightly on his toes and instantly reaches a hundred miles away.

“Cut!”

Director Hou wipes the sweat on his forehead and asks the staff to quickly put down Bo Yu and Mo Anyu who are still standing in the elevator.

Mo Anyu steps down from the elevator, takes off the mask on his face, takes two bottles of water handed to him by the assistant and then hands them to Bo Yu, “Drink some ice water in case of heatstroke.”

――It's autumn, but it’s still hot at daytime. They feel hotter when they wear several layers of antique costume. After they knock off at night, their clothes are wet through with sweat.

After several days of shooting, Bo Yu has a better impression on Mo Anyu who has a cool exterior but warm heart. He takes bottles from Mo Anyu and takes a big gulp.

Mo Anyu also drinks a mouthful of ice water. Satisfied with Bo Yu’s trust in himself, he is in a splendid mood.

After taking off the clothes and ornaments, Mo Anyu runs over and says, “Bo Yu, we all go to eat hot pot and sing songs as a way of relaxation tonight. Are you going?”

Bo Yu shakes his head. He is anxious for the child at home. Besides, after a hard day of shooting, he just wants to go home and have a rest.

Mo Anyu still smiles. And he isn’t disappointed with Bo Yu’s refusal, “So, I will go with them?”

Bo Yu nods, waves his hand with Mo Anyu and walks towards the parking lot.

Mo Anyu’s face changes at the moment of Bo Yu’s departure, and his anger flashes by quickly.

Then the grip comes up and says happily without noticing Mo Anyu’s facial expression, “Mo, everyone is ready. By the way, is Bo going or not?”

Mo Anyu says lightly, “He has something to do, so he goes back first. I just get a call from my broker. I can’t go either, So, you guys have fun.”

The grip is full of disappointment. He has thought that he can have a meal with Bo Yu and Mo Anyu, but they aren’t free at the same time.

Mo Anyu perfunctorily pats the grip’s shoulders and says, “Please tell director Hou that I’ll go first.”

After saying that, he hurriedly walks to the parking lot.

It’s the evening traffic jam peak. Bo Yu looks at the long queue, feeling anxious.

The preschool class is over at four o’clock. He has already requested Teacher Chen to accompany little Watermelon a few hours because of his work and she will get overtime pay every month.

He usually arrives at the preschool class at 5 o’clock at latest before. However, he’s still stuck in traffic at more than 6 o’clock today. He doesn't know whether his silly son makes trouble or not.

Night falls. Huacheng City is ablaze with lights.

When the smell of meals comes from the windows of each and every family, Bo Yu arrives at the preschool class.

Teacher Chen got a call from Bo Yu ten minutes ago. She stands at the door of the preschool class with little Watermelon in her arms. When Bo Yu arrives, she comes up in a hurry.

Little Watermelon turns his head to Bo Yu with the calm expression without speaking and asking for hug.

Bo Yu’s heart jolts.