Chapter 29.2
After signing with AT Entertainment, Lin Lu obtained several good TV drama resources.
Due to the intrigues and grudges of wealthy families often being a hot topic, Lin Lu became a frequent trending topic after officially entering the industry. Even when he and Xue Wensong went to eat street food, they would be besieged by paparazzi.
After finishing filming the TV drama, Qin Chuan arranged for Lin Lu to star in a detective-themed movie. When he met with the main creators of the film at the company that day, he saw Lu Shaoyang whom he hadn’t seen for a long time.
After the meeting, Lu Shaoyang went to the rest area to smoke, while Lin Lu went to get water. In the small, empty space, there were only the two of them.
Their eyes met, and Lin Lu nodded at Lu Shaoyang, who smiled, “I thought you were going to have Qin Chuan replace me.”
In this movie, Lin Lu played a detective investigating a case, while Lu Shaoyang played the murderer.
“Why would I replace you?” Lin Lu asked, puzzled, as he sipped his water.
“Don’t you hate me?” Lu Shaoyang blew out a smoke ring.
Lin Lu didn’t deny it, simply saying, “But as an actor, you still deserve respect. Besides, I’m not the director, so how can I decide the cast?”
“Hey, the wealthy wife still has principles.” Lu Shaoyang joked.
Lin Lu felt uncomfortable hearing this and furrowed his brows slightly. “I’ll go first.”
“Wait,” Lu Shaoyang called out to him, “Your hubby is a doting husband. How did you play the kissing scene in the drama?”
In this movie, Lin Lu and Mei Jin, who played the female lead, had a kiss scene that stopped short.
“I just played it as it was supposed to be,” Lin Lu paused. “He won’t interfere with my work.”
“Is that so?” Lu Shaoyang smirked, completely unconvinced by Lin Lu’s words.
Regarding kissing scenes, Lin Lu had already agreed with Xue Wensong before signing with AT Entertainment that if there were any such scenes, they would be done with body doubles, and Xue Wensong had agreed.
However, the night before shooting the kissing scene, the director approached Lin Lu and earnestly explained that this movie was a big production, with high expectations in all aspects. If possible, he hoped Lin Lu could fully immerse himself in the role.
Moved by the director’s words, Lin Lu thought about it and called Xue Wensong, using all sorts of persuasion. Finally, Xue Wensong asked, “When is the kissing scene?”
Lin Lu knew Xue Wensong had relented, so he quickly said, “Tomorrow morning! It’s just one scene, and it’ll be over quickly.”
Xue Wensong sighed. “Okay, I got it.”
The next day, Lin Lu, granted special leave, woke up early in his hotel room, went through the script again, and then arrived at the set on time.
The atmosphere on set today was somewhat strange. As soon as Lin Lu entered, many crew members thanked him for breakfast. He casually glanced around and noticed many identical plastic bags on set, realizing they were breakfast deliveries.
He quickly realized they were from Xue Wensong and took out his phone to send him a message. Before sending the message, he instinctively opened the dedicated app and was surprised to see the two love hearts overlapping on the map.
He quickly looked around and then saw the familiar figure beside the director.
He immediately put away his phone and rushed over to Xue Wensong, unable to contain his excitement. “Why are you here?”
Xue Wensong pinched his cheek and chuckled. “Just came to see you.”
“When did you come?”
This wasn’t a filming studio. It would take at least a two-hour flight from P City.
“Early in the morning. Didn’t want to disturb your sleep, so I didn’t tell you.”
“How could you disturb me?” Lin Lu couldn’t contain his joy and threw himself into Xue Wensong’s arms, immediately attracting cheers from the surroundings.
Xiao Meihualu realized her indiscretion and quickly straightened up.
“Are you here to watch me shoot the kissing scene?” she asked.
“Mhmm,” Xue Wensong replied simply.
“Don’t worry, it’s just a simple touch.”
Mei Jin, who was about twenty years old, played the role of the deceased’s sixteen-year-old daughter in this movie. She fell in love with the detective investigating her father’s case. Then, while sitting side by side with the detective on the playground, she took the initiative to lean forward and kiss him when he wasn’t paying attention.
When shooting this scene, after Mei Jin finished her lines, she pretended to move towards Lin Lu and quickly retreated.
Lin Lu was a little confused, and when the director said they were done with the scene, he was even more confused.
“Director, just now… we didn’t actually kiss,” Lin Lu said.
“It doesn’t matter; it looked like you did in the shot.”
Lin Lu: “…?”
He turned to look at Mei Jin, who was smiling mischievously, and asked, “Was this arranged beforehand?”
“I talked to the director,” Mei Jin shrugged. “I didn’t want to ruin my acting career.”
It dawned on Lin Lu: “Was it Xue Wensong’s idea?”
Mei Jin shook her head. “He didn’t say anything, but I felt the murderous intent in his eyes.”
Murderous intent?
Lin Lu was puzzled. “His gaze is always gentle. How could there be murderous intent?”
Mei Jin chuckled. “Of course, he looks gentle to you. But did you see how the whole crew froze when he arrived this morning?”
Okay…
Xue Wensong still had work in the afternoon, so after Lin Lu finished shooting this scene, he prepared to head to the airport.
Lin Lu accompanied Xue Wensong to the car, pouting, clearly troubled.
Xue Wensong pulled him into the car, told his assistant to wait for a while, then hugged Lin Lu and asked, “What’s wrong, baby?”
Lin Lu said with a grievance, “By coming here like this, people will think I’m acting all high and mighty because I have someone backing me.”
Xue Wensong raised an eyebrow. “If you were well-behaved, why would I come?”
Xiao Meihualu protested, “When am I not well-behaved?”
Xue Wensong narrowed his eyes slightly, then kissed those pouting lips. After a while, he let go of Lin Lu.
“You’re only allowed to shoot kissing scenes with me. Don’t even think about it with anyone else.”
Lin Lu blushed and leaned against Xue Wensong’s shoulder. He didn’t want to shoot anymore. He just wanted to go home with the big tiger and engage in some intimate activities.
