Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me-Chapter 33 : The Thousand-Legged Centipede Spirit (2)

Shooting in the dark was a pain in the rear side.

Shooting in the dark, drenched from head to toe, covered in slime and mud, was no different from taking a trip straight to hell.

In fact, it was a task so arduous that Shen Jingwei’s emotions shut off completely, with the burning wish to leave the musty and dark environment as soon as possible.

Yan Renzhong, apparently, shared the same sentiment.

That was good. It should allow for a smoother cooperation.

Shen Jingwei was happy that they could still act together, despite their glaring differences and the bad blood haunting them.

Even then, the slightest skin contact was akin to a lethal electric shock.

A tremor went through Shen Jingwei when Yan Renzhong hauled him over his shoulder without much effort, as if Shen Jingwei only weighed a tenth of his actual weight.

And when he landed a smack on his butt as demanded by the script. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

And when Shen Jingwei gingerly put his arms around Yan Renzhong’s neck and melted their bodies in a tight embrace during their ascent to safety.

His skin prickled with inexplicable sensation, but he did not slap Yan Renzhong with all his might anymore.

Shen Jingwei decided that he made a lot of progress.

"Cut...!!!"

They loosened the embrace and stepped away from each other wordlessly.

The production crew then came over to help them both climb toward the next shooting location.

That was when Yan Renzhong held up a hand and said, "I need medical help."

Everyone ripped their eyes open in shock, including Shen Jingwei.

"What happened?" Director Ma used a flashlight to peer down from above.

Meanwhile, Yan Renzhong limped toward the nearest wall and slid down with a groan. Shen Jingwei quickly approached him.

"How did you hurt yourself?" He asked while helping Yan Renzhong to sit properly.

"I sprained my ankle during the escape scene," he said. "I need something to help me go through the remaining scenes."

"Can you walk, Yan Renzhong?" Director Ma called from above.

Yan Renzhong shook his head.

"Not anymore. I think my leg is swollen now."

"Lift him up, quick. Let’s return to the encampment now."

"Wait."

Yan Renzhong craned his neck and looked at Director Ma.

"I can still continue. Just give me some first aid and painkillers. I will be fine."

"Don’t be stupid!" Shen Jingwei snapped. "What painkiller? You need to take care of your injury!"

A flicker of light from a flashlight touched Yan Renzhong’s face, revealing a ghostly pallor as he offered Shen Jingwei a wan smile.

He clawed into Shen Jingwei’s both arms, forcing the latter to look into his eyes."

"If I go back now, they are going to send me to the hospital. It will take at least two weeks until I am healed. We are shooting under a tight schedule.

Jingwei, we have to continue."

Shen Jingwei’s lips fell open.

"But..."

"We have to," Yan Renzhong repeated. "Trust me, I will be just fine."

Shen Jingwei watched in silent concern as Yan Renzhong was carefully moved to the next filming location.

The gravity of his injury was apparent in the discolored, swollen ankle. It was nothing short of remarkable that he had managed to maintain his composure throughout the demanding scenes just now.

The pain he must be enduring was undoubtedly excruciating, yet he bore it without complaint.

Shen Jingwei clenched his jaw and furrowed his brows.

For the first time, Shen Jingwei witnessed firsthand the exceptional qualities of dedication, resilience, and willpower that had propelled Yan Renzhong to the top of his profession.

He earned his success.

He deserved his fame and popularity.

Shen Jingwei turned to Director Ma and said, "It is going to be difficult for him to shoot the next scenes, particularly the water scene. He has to jump into the water and then back up."

Director Ma grunted in agreement.

"Shen Jingwei is right. Yan Renzhong, you can’t do it. Even with painkillers. I don’t even want to imagine the penalty I have to pay if you lose a leg down here. Your company is going to grill me alive."

Director Ma groaned.

"And the stuntman is outside too. Arghhh, why must this happen during such an important act?"

"So let me do it," Shen Jingwei offered.

"Huh?"

A collective wave of astonishment swept through the area as all eyes turned to Shen Jingwei.

Undeterred by the incredulous stares, he proposed a solution. "While I am physically smaller than Yan Renzhong, we can manipulate the camera angles to create the illusion of similarity. Given the dark shooting environment, I believe we can effectively achieve the desired effect by focusing the camera on his face during crucial moments."

Director Ma rubbed at his chin in contemplation.

"Hmmm... Cameramen, we should talk."

Shen Jingwei whipped up a confident smile. Approaching Yan Renzhong, Shen Jingwei knelt beside him.

"You continuously doubt my dedication and professionalism on this project," he declared, his voice firm. "I intend to prove to you, Yan Renzhong, that I can not only fulfill this role but excel in yours."

A knowing smile tugged at a corner of Yan Renzhong’s lips.

"I can’t wait to see it," he whispered, his gaze meeting Shen Jingwei’s resolute one.

He lifted a hand and playfully used a finger to tug at Shen Jingwei’s lapels, slightly exposing the collarbones underneath when he drew the other man closer.

Their faces were so close that it almost looked like they were about to share a kiss.

"Your idea is not half-bad. Provided your own performance in the next scenes is exceptional, of course..."

Shen Jingwei’s confident smile vanished in a flash.

Damn.

How could he forget?

The next scenes focused entirely on Xie Jianyu’s first heat.

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