Ch 40 - Newest Top Celebrity x Washed Up Film Emperor: White Buttons
This was absurd, it was a scene too shameful to speak of, but those words easily came out of the mouth of the person on the couch, even the order was par for the course.
Yan Qin had been infuriated by Lin Suiâs previous words, then, to his amazement, a some other urges sprouted, both clashing against each other, sparking a bushfire.
Lin Suiâs eyebrows rose slightly, and he made a slightly provocative and daring expression, saying: âWhatâs wrong, Mr. Yan, are you scared?â
Yan Qinâs Adamâs apple bobbed, and he didnât know how to string words together in that instant.
Those were clearly licentious words, but they came out of such an arrogant, haughty mouth.
At that very moment, Yan Qin truly felt like this was Lin Suiâs lure, Lin Sui was seducing him, but how could that be?
How could an arrogant man with money backed by his popularity, who acted like he was giving orders even when he was asking for acting guidance, have such feelings?
The faint fragrance of incense came from the corner of the private room, but Yan Qin remembered the warm fragrance he smelled when Lin Sui leaned against his body when they were filming that scene a few days ago, which combined with Lin Suiâs expression and body and mixed in his memory, becoming the decadent smell of desire.
Lin Sui looked at Yan Qin, whose expression was complicated and difficult to parse, and was inwardly engrossed, watching him with a look that seemed like a smile, but wasnât quite one.
The bead of blue light in his spirit stage suddenly swelled, but the System didnât say a word.
[Whatâs wrong, mother-in-law? Why arenât you talking? Do you seem like a lightbulb1?]
Lin Sui didnât forget to provoke the System during this time. Before, the system still would have spouted rubbish, but now it seemed to have understood that he wouldnât listen, so it didnât say anything.
If only it could blow itself up, but it had to take the vixen out first.
The System was puzzled, how could any Lin Sui be able to set up a scene like this?
[System, System, speak up, I know youâre home.]
Lin Sui was in a good mood, and continued to provoke it.
But the System still wasnât speaking, and even its blue light had dimmed, so it looked like it had begun blocking him out.
Lin Sui lightly clicked his tongue, how weak.
âYouâre not in character.â
The sound of Yan Qinâs voice rang out in the quiet atmosphere.
His eyes were like dark stars, very calm.
Lin Sui looked at him, and he continued saying: âYouâre not afraid of me.â
âIf you keep feeling like this, youâll know I wonât hurt you, so how will you be able to put yourself in his shoes?â
Yan Qinâs fingertips, which were hanging by his sides, felt an itching sensation underneath the skin, giving him the strong urge to touch something.
Strange. He should clearly hate this person, but when he said those words and made those expressions, the emotions arising in his mind were so unfamiliar they astonished him.
He wanted to clutch his thin white neck, to tear off his proud mask, to bite down on the side of his neck, to slice open his decadently sweet insides and to suck out the surging, poisonously fragrant juice.
He would put his words into practice, and draw out his weakness.
Yan Qin heard his own voice in the midst of these strange emotions.
âIf you really want to get in character, then get into the proper mood.â
Whether it was facing the Xu Tingfang, who gave him away, or all those bigshots, Ruan Qingqu was vulnerable, he was scared, helpless, he was filled with dread, with resentment, with hate, because he had nothing to rely on.
âOkay, Iâll try my best.â
If the attitude of his words had been unclear, this seemed like consent.
Yan Qin set the appropriate mood, but when he stepped forward, he didnât quite know if the excitement rushing through his body was his characterâs feelings, or his own.
Knocking sounds rang out as the ornaments on the table tumbled to the ground.
Lin Sui was caught off guard, and was dragged by the ankles from his half-sitting, half-laying position until he was completely laying down. His bodyâs natural reaction caused him to bump into the table, even knocking over a few things and hitting his head against the soft couch. Lin Sui barely had time to let out a muffled groan when he was dragged from the head of the soft couch towards Yan Qinâs face.
Yan Qinâs eyes were cold and completely dark, as if the person he was looking at was just a toy, a beautiful tool with a certain use.
âMr. Ruan, since youâre here, you must do your part well. Be a good dog, otherwise the thing boss Xu wants will certainly not belong to him.â
In his daze, the young manâs crumpled shirt was forcefully gripped by a pair of slender hands, and in a split second, the buttons flew off, scattering in all directions on the ground.
This mood would let anyone feel the terror of oppression, the dread of something just about to happen.
Lin Sui realised that, even if he knew Yan Qin was acting, he still found it hard to endure when being confronted with that kind of gaze.
He was all too familiar with that kind of gaze, all the people he was surrounded by from the moment he transmigrated into the cultivation world had that kind of gaze, which was a hundred times more ugly and disgusting that Yan Qinâs eyes at that moment.
When it came to keeping human cauldrons, in those cultivatorsâ eyes, they couldnât even be considered people of equal status, they werenât even considered tools, but rather some sort of inferior female beast.
If Yan Qin had looked at him with that gaze the first time they met, or at any point when they were together, maybe Lin Sui wouldnât have seduced him, he would have just tried to kill him.
Yan Qinâs hands suddenly stopped, and in Lin Suiâs eyes he found it hard to continue, even if it was just an act.
There was no fear or dread in Lin Suiâs eyes, nor was there any kind of emotion a person in that kind of vulnerable position should have. It was an extremely indifferent and extremely cold look, so strange that it shouldnât have belonged to that person.
Yan Qin even felt a little bit of disappointment. It was inexplicable, but it made Yan Qin feel somewhat stifled, and his heart hurt as though it had been pricked by a needle.
Yan Qin didnât understand why, but he even felt sadness.
He gathered Lin Suiâs clothes together, but fell silent when faced with those unravelled buttons. It seemed that he had gone a little too far just now.
He pretended to be calm and said: âYouâre not Ruan Qingqu, and you have no way of becoming Ruan Qingqu.â
Lin Sui lowered his head to look at his own clothes, which were naturally falling open, and lifted his eyes to look at Yan Qin and say: âOf course Iâm not Ruan Qingqu.â
âIf I was him, I would just have killed Xu Tingfang the first time he slept with him. If it broke the law, then I would just switch to a way that made his life worse than death.â
Lin Sui sat up, speaking as if it were no big deal.
Lin Sui wasnât joking, but he also didnât seem to be very serious, like he was just making an ordinary statement. However, for no reason, it made people feel like if he really was in that personâs place, he would and could do those things.
He exuded a dangerous charm, and Yan Qin couldnât pull his eyes away, he even felt that he was a bit enchanting.
In a daze, he watched as Lin Sui tidied up his dishevelled hair, and then he was kicked in the stomach.
âYou tore my clothes?â
Lin Sui straightened up, looking at Yan Qin, who was frowning due to the sudden pain, and grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to look him in the face.
âAs expected of a Film Emperor, your acting is truly flawless. I even thought you were really going to force yourself on me.â
Lin Sui patted Yan Qinâs cheek, viciously pulling on his collar and pushing him onto the couch.
Wasnât it normal for a flower vase with no performing spirit to be unable to get into character, or even to fly into a humiliated rage when being offended during a scene?
It obviously wasnât that he couldnât tell the difference between what happened during a scene and outside of it, but he would still use this as an excuse, and take it as justification to bully and humiliate him.
The back of Yan Qinâs head knocked against the couch, letting out a muffled sound.
The young man clutching at his neck looked beautiful, his face lightly flushed from being dragged around just now, and there was a bit of an abnormal beauty underneath his expression.
His shirt was wide open due to his actions, and his lustrous white skin was also covered in a pale red layer, as if he was enveloped in a halo of warm light.
The physical clash mobilised a primal, wild nature, but Yan Qin didnât struggle.
His mind was caught in an extremely chaotic storm, in which real and fake scenes constantly flickered past, intertwining among reality and illusion. The hanging light seemed to reflect a multicoloured halo, making it difficult to see clearly.
That indolent and beautiful face, with the waist curved like a crescent moon, the thin ankles, and the slackened eyes, was clearly the face in front if him, but in reality it was clutching at his neck, facing him in a state of mutual hostility.
He had clearly never been with him in that way, but it felt as though he had embraced him ten million times, so much so that when he circled his arms around that supple waist, a sigh of satisfaction almost emerged from the bottom of his heart.
Lin Suiâs movementâs froze, and he lowered his head as his eyes travelled downwards, then lifted it once again to stare at the expressionless man who was embracing him.
He was a little suspicious. It didnât seem like Yan Qin had been muddled by his charm, so how could he do such a thing? Moreover, there was something strange in his eyes. Could it be that he still had some of his past memories?
In the cultivation world, Lin Sui had delved into all kinds of jade slips regarding souls to find a way to go back or perhaps change his body, and although he was ultimately unable to succeed, he still learnt a lot of things.
Lin Sui wanted to ask the System, but quickly dispelled that idea. He and the System were not on the same side, he wasnât even sure if the System was in the same side as Yan Qin or not.
Currently, it was very possible that Yan Qin still had some very deep memories of things, but wasnât consciously aware of it.
Yan Qin was quickly woken up by Lin Suiâs clearly insulting gaze, so he forcefully suppressed his strange reaction, withdrawing his hands and apologising to Lin Sui.
The split second he let go, the emptiness in his palms clouded his eyes for a moment, though he himself was unaware of it.
Lin Sui responded with a fake smile, letting go of the hands wrapped around his neck with a bit of disgust and wiping his fingers with one of the private roomâs wet wipes as he spoke impatiently: âYou can get lost.â
His refusal and annoyance were clear, so Yan Qin gathered his expression and left the room.
There were demons and gods at work here2. He gathered up the white buttons scattered on the ground, holding them in his palm.
His violently beating heart and parched throat seemed to find relief, and he took in a deep breath, recovering from his strange reactions.
Yan Qin didnât know what kind of mood he was in when he returned to his room. He didnât look over the script heâd placed aside, but rather stared at the wall in a daze.
He would often do this during the time he was bedridden from the accident, but at that time he mostly thought about performing, now it was different.
He thought about a person whose character was totally different from the kind he enjoyed.
In order to shift his attention, Yan Qin unlocked his phone, clicked into the software and, out of habit, went into the group chat he managed.
Yan Qinâs Weibo account had actually existed for many years, but he hadnât applied for a Weibo verification, he was even applauded by some media outlets for being an actor who didnât open up a Weibo and just focused on acting, but Yan Qin just found it very troublesome. His Weibo account was used for sharing movies and writing film reviews, which was more convenient for him to look back on.
But now his homepage was filled with posts relating to Lin Sui, which were unexpected circumstances.
The girls in the group spent most of the time bragging and exaggerating3, especially at night with their dreams.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: Really donât know what youâre all arguing about, is lying fun?
Yan Qin clicked in because he saw this message, thinking that the kids in the group where fighting, but when he looked down in the end, he didnât know what kind of face to make.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: I said the wife was in my bed tonight, if you spread rumours like that again, the wife is going to be upset at me!
@Stir-Fry The Wife 100 Times: Awful, Suisui, wake up a bit ok, donât be like this again. Your illnes is very serious, so get to a doctor quickly. Iâll bring the wife to visit you at the hospital.
@A-Suiâs Little Darling: Tsk tsk tsk, did you know? Iâm being ridden by A-Sui while laughing at your nonsense.
@Strongly Kiss Lin Sui: Lol, are you unable to x, Little Darling? The wife is in your arms but you can actually still look at your phone, you better come down and let me come okay thanks!
@Swallows Return To The Forest: âŠâŠâŠ
Yan Qinâs mood was very complicated. Why? Because the wife was really in bed with him just now.
Wait, no, he was almost corrupted by these people.
Yan Qin felt that he should really leave the group.
If he continued hesitating like this, he didnât know when he would do it, so he opened Suisuiâs chatbox and sent her a private message saying he was going to leave.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: Iâm not going to lie, I also want to leave the group.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: I really canât stand those people who only have rubbish in the brain.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: Do you want to come to the Lin Suiâs Wives Group with me?
@Swallows Return To The Forest: ?
Yan Qin had learnt how to use question marks like that from the time heâd been spending surfing the internet.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: I also have an account in the Wivesâ group of pretty high status, Iâm an admin, so I can just directly let you in.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: You helped me last time, so if you want to be an admin it wouldnât be impossible, just get your status right and I can recommend you.
@Swallows Return To The Forest: I donât want to go to that group, I just want to leave the group.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: How come? You donât like Lin Sui?
Seeing these words, Yan Qin gave a slight pause.
A lingering and decadent warm fragrance seemed to have appeared at the tip of his nose, like a gorgeous flower winding around him, and like a flexible snake constricting him.
He should have disliked Lin Sui, but at this moment he felt extremely hesitant and listless, as if admitting that these words were true would really bother him.
@Swallows Return To The Forest: Okay, I wonât leave.
@Itâs Suisui Ya: Iâll just say, there is no one who doesnât like human phentolamine!
@Swallows Return To The Forest: What is that?
@Itâs Suisui Ya: Hehe, a thing that increases human âtorpedoâ4.
Yan Qin looked into it for a while before he managed to figure out what the homonym was.
He really could arouse peopleâs senses.
Yan Qin thought about how Lin Sui had invited him to get into character, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Lin Sui didnât know everything that happened, but he knew Yan Qin would have an extremely special dream tonight.
He had someone send him new clothes, took a bath, and changed, and then hurried off to go establish some capital of his own.
Recently, a small entertainment company was on the verge of going bankrupt, but Lin Sui saw a few promising things in it, so he planned to purchase it.
Of course, he still wouldnât appear personally, and would instead get in touch with someone to substitute on his behalf just like when he was establishing Si Fang Technology, but the difference was that this time he still wanted to build his own studio outside of Si Fang.
A cunning rabbit still had three burrows5, and Lin Sui was a person that liked leaving himself a way out, plus, it didnât have to be just one.
The next morning, the cast and crew began filming.
Everyone was ready and on the alert, some people even privately bet on how many NGs Lin Sui would have today, or talking about whether Lin Sui would be able to make it this time, and if they would be able to continue filming.
Liu Buqunâs mood was terrible. Yesterday heâd said that if Lin Sui still couldnât act today, he might really plan on quitting and letting someone else take over the film, and Yan Qin would run off with him.
But this was his heartâs blood, in the end, and he would hate to let it be wasted like this. He was putting his hopes in Lin Sui not disappointing him or putting him on the spot, but he was also deeply worried and wasnât optimistic at all.
Despite having already talked through this with Yan Qin last night, he still felt uneasy, even hesitating about whether he should lower his standards or not.
But as soon as filming began and Lin Sui got into the camera, Liu Buqunâs heart was settled.
That was the flavour he was looking for, it was exactly right.
Today, for the first time ever, the scene was over in one go.
Liu Buqun nearly burst into tears, greatfully looking at Lin Sui as he said: âIt would be great if you could always stay at this level.â
Lin Sui beamed and spoke: âCanât, I think my acting has always been great.â
Liu Buqun glared at Fu Nai, who was outside of the stage, and spoke strangely: âOnly a blind person would praise you like that.â
Liu Buqun: âHow did you suddenly understand it?â
Lin Sui swirled the cup of water in his hands, and looked down as he lazily said: âItâs thanks to professor Yan, he brought me into the role.â
He lifted his gaze, both eyes brimming and dazzling under the lights, holding a deeper meaning.
âDidnât you, Mr. Yan?â
He gently dragged out his tone of voice, and his eyes were just as thought-provoking.
He seemed to be looking for something, but also seemed like he was not.
Yan Qin agreed, a little lost in thought.
He gave Yan Qin a big thumbs up, looking at Yan Qin like he was his benefactor.
âOld Yan, youâre still the best. I will never tell people I can coach actors again, youâre still awesome at enlightening dead wood. Iâm ashamed to say I canât do that kind of teaching.â
Liu Buqun had also really tried to carefully teach Lin Sui how to act this scene well, but he really couldnât get any satisfactory results.
Lin Sui scoffed lightly: âHe also canât.â
Heâd felt it yesterday, heâd gotten up, but not completely, so what was the point? He only dared to be presumptuous during a scene.
Yan Qin always felt that Lin Suiâs words carried an implicit meaning, and he silently refuted him on the inside, thinking about his clothes this morning.
Fu Nai scratched at her hands off to the side. She didnât know why, but she felt that Lin Suiâs attitude was a little strange, and even though he seemed the same as before, he also seemed different.
After the scene was over, Liu Buqun took advantage of the situation to strike while the iron was hot, but continued filming the next scenes downcast and bitter.
Lin Sui had raised his acting skills, after all, this was a variable he could change, and the System couldnât grab him to say he was breaking character with just this bit.
The movie continued being filmed from early autumn to early winter as the director suffered from hair loss and cerebral hemorrage, and the progress was forcefully slowed to one third of what was expected because of the lead actor.
Liu Buqun sighed in despair, and Lin Sui spoke calmly: âI will add additional investment.â
Liu Buqun smiled and gave the whole cast and crew more chicken legs, then asked Lin Sui: âCan this money be written off as an expense?â
The producers to the side: âŠâŠâŠ
Lin Sui paused slightly: âIt can.â
âThen everyone can have another cup of milk tea!â
Liu Buqun gleefully declared, since he could take advantage of it, he would.
Although the flower vase main actor was very annoying, it wasnât the same when he was bringing money into the group.
The producer: âDirector Liu, donât go so farâŠâ
âGoing far! Why canât I go far?! He still owes me for taking my hair! Isnât that right, Old Yan?â
Liu Buqun pulled Yan Qin in as he spoke.
Yan Qin, who was in the middle of punching in with a post in the Lin Sui super topic, nodded, multitasking as he expressed Liu Buqun was right.
In the middle of the month, Liu Buqun, who always wanted to film well into the night, gave the crew a vacation in advance.
Lin Sui knew where he was going to go tonight. Tonight was the birthday of a director whose last name was Cheng, and Liu Buqun had been invited to the celebration, Yan Qin was also among those invited.
This director Cheng was also of international fame, but his health wasnât good, so he was no longer taking leading positions. He was Liu Buqunâs senior classmate, and he was also the director of the film for which Yan Qin got his first Best Actor Award.
âLetâs set up a game tonight. Iâll give you the address of the restaurant in a moment, have Yu Linxi come, and bring a few actors with prospects who you think can be poached to have a meal together.â
Inside the break room, Lin Sui told this to Fu Nai.
Fu Nai still didnât know what Lin Sui was planning. Rumours of Lin Sui terminating his contract had still not spread, and only a small number of people knew.
She spoke in alarm: âActors to poach? Do you want to bring people to the company? Did President Yu tell you to do this?â
âNo, I want to make my own studio. Godfather knows about this, so if you plan on coming with me, be attentive. If you donât plan on following me, then do whatever you want, it doesnât matter if you just pick randomly.â
Lin Suiâs words were very blunt. In the beginning, he wasnât planning on bringing Fu Nai along, because she was really too noisy and her praises gave him a headache, but after seeing Fu Naiâs abilities, he changed his mind.
A capable subordinate could make the boss forgive a few of her imperfections.
Fu Nai was stunned for half a minute before smiling: âOf course Iâll follow A-Sui.â
Fu Nai didnât know if her decision was right or not, she could clearly have a vaster and brighter future by staying in the company, but instead she chose to take an unknown road without knowing if there would be light at the end or not.
But there had to be some risk if she wanted high returns. Since Fu Nai had taken over the artists under Lin Sui, she had been in the crew for these past few months, and she could clearly see Lin Suiâs change. Even if his acting was not superb, Fu Nai felt like he would definitely be popular with this kind of repeated polishing.
Fu Naiâs execution ability was very high, and the dinner party was set for that evening. A few actors sat facing each other inside a small private room, one of them was low-ranked but their acting skills were pretty good, they just had lukewarm reception and werenât popular, one had been heavily promoted, but failed in living up to it, and there was even an actor who had been defamed due to scandals.
The disparity in their styles was especially big as all three of them gathered together.
Yu Lingxi saw Lin Sui coming in, and was a little puzzled.
âBro, the three of you arenât missing one person, what did you call me here for?â
To give Yu Yushuo some insight, of course. Although the other party was the original ownerâs godfather, this was the way Lin Sui always did business.
But tonight, Lin Sui wasnât in a rush to conduct business.
The brithay party should have started in the other private room on the same floor.