True Star 《巨星 》 Ju Xing
True Star Chapter 132, Volume 2 the Budding Talent, Chapter 4: Surprise
"You look like you're about to cry." Lu Tian Chen unconsciously frowned, not only did he look like he was going to cry, those water-mist-covered eyes simply stung his heart as if they were about to break, he fell into a bay fragmented cold waters, the lake water shattered into sharp glassy parts cut him all over.
"Tang Feng, there is no need to push yourself like this, anyone has their own weaknesses and the power to show weakness occasionally, don't imagine yourself to be too strong, in fact you are not as good as you think." Lu Tian Chen reached out and embraced Tang Feng, and said repeatedly, "You are just an ordinary man, an ordinary man."
It's not Ei-chan of Satoshi, nor is it the male protagonist of the novel with a mission. "I just... just a little...”
The words couldn't be said in the throat. Tang Feng took a deep breath and chose to lie on Lu Tian Chen’s neck. At least many years ago. he imagined that one day he can also lie in one's arms and let out his own love.
Lu Tian Chen hugged his waist tighter, the strength from the knot in his loins made it feel a little painful, but at the same time there was an indescribably strong touch, a strong expectation that made him want to let go, to let himself rest and occasionally let go of his weakness.
And he did.
Without another word, the man's hands clutched at the collar of Lu Tian Chen's well-textured suit, which had been ironed flat by his assistant and crumpled in the man's hands.
Lu Tian Chen didn't care much about holding the man tightly, before feeling the intermittent trail pairs of hands coming over his shoulder and pulling the man slowly off the couch and into his own arms.
A person will not become vulnerable from now on because of occasional tears or show weakness, and occasionally let their emotions vent will not have much impact on a person's life, but at least after the tears will be more comfortable in the heart. Is it not a depressing torment to yourself to be too mature or too knowledgeable to warm yourself to others?
It was indeed better to be convinced after crying, and it was indeed good to be relied upon, but it seemed better to be rely upon someone, occasionally, just occasionally.
When Tang Feng first buried his head in Lu Tian Chen's neck to buy a sob, he felt a bit awkward and embarrassed, an old man of nearly 40 years still crying in front of young people, but what does it matter whether a person sheds tears or not to his age and identity? If we leave out words like "successful", "gentle", and so on, to describe human beings, we will find that the word "human being" is not the same in the end.
Even the invincible Ying Zhu in the manga has unnoticed afflictions and weaknesses, not to mention the fact that they reach some ordinary mortals.
Tang Feng quietly leaned on Lu Tian Chen's shoulder, his head was empty, he didn't think about anything, didn't think about the past and didn't think about the future, just let his mind stay in this moment, to use two words to describe it – A vulnerable daze.
A soft touch came from his cheeks, and after a succession of dense kisses fell on his cheeks and neck, Tang Feng realized that Lu Tian Chen was kissing him, without any sentiment or dirty taste, just a simple kiss.
Gentle, with a touch of pity, each kiss on the cheek is a careful and cherished taste.
It turns out that's what it's like to be cherished and have the stick in your hand.
Tang Feng closed his eyes, thinking that at least when he was very young, his parents must have left kisses on his forehead or cheeks when they left him on the street.
The quietness and obedience of the man seemed to give Lu Tian Chen a hint that he could continue the kiss, he supported the man sitting on his lap with both hands to make them face each other, Tang Feng still did not open his eyes, and Lu Tian Chen was not in a hurry to do anything, he just quietly looked at the quiet man in front of him, the focused eyes seemed to be even to see the fine lines of tears in the corners of Tang Feng's eyes.
A sleek forehead, slightly raised corners and wide eyelids, black lashes that faintly flutter like butterfly wings after the rain, a softly scented tip of the nose, and two light-colored lips that look extremely soft when relaxed.
Lu Tian Chen's frozen face suddenly melted away as he revealed a faint smile where Tang Feng couldn't see, moving closer to each other little by little until the tips of their noses almost touched together before his eyes closed and his lips met.
For the first time, truly, it belongs to a kiss between two men.
The low handed kiss is gentle and purely heart-wrenching.
They hastily ended a lust-free kiss without even getting too far into it.
"Take a break, even if it's to close your eyes." Lu Tian Chen reverted the man back to the couch, leaned down and gave another quick kiss on the man's forehead while Tang Feng opened his eyes, then sat down close to Tang Feng, and no matter how the other party looked at him, pulled the man down and slept on his lap.
You can feel Lu Tian Chen's body warmth on your cheeks. Although people always look cold and stinky for a moment, "You owe me 30,000 dollars," your body is unexpectedly warm.
Since he was going to indulge himself to the end, Tang Feng didn't have any intention of forcing himself or being polite, and closed his eyes after adjusting his body slightly on Lu Tian Chen's lap, but the basic ritual wheel was engraved in his bones, so he couldn't forget it.
"Thanks."
"You are my employee."
It didn't sound like a reason for the reason, Tang Feng smiled heartily with his eyes closed.
Lu Tian Chen gently rubbed Tang Feng's short black hair, and after about ten minutes or so, he himself collapsed towards the sofa, whacking the man from a straight sitting position into a reclining position, wrapping the whole man in his arms from behind Tang Feng's back, fingers wrapped around his fingers.
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At 1:30 in the afternoon, the movie continued to be filmed. When Tang Feng appeared again at the scene of Bai, it surprised some people. The man's eyes were slightly red and swollen from the tears he had shed. Even though the makeup artist covered the tears with powder, those bright eyes still felt vulnerable, like a thin sheet of ice.
You start to worry, fearing that the sheet of ice will suddenly shatter so far that it cuts Tang Feng's eye, or that this man will suddenly drop teardrops from the corner of his eye.
"The tenth shot of the session!" the field man routine hit the board, and Tang Feng, who was already in position after the click, started his act.
Unlike the first nine times before there was something different, the man did not start to move his step towards the direction of the camera, Tang Feng held the urn in his hand, stopped in place for a second, blinked between the breath and looked up, when he half raised his head his tiny figure and the whole big background formed an extremely contrast.
The heavy fragility and confusion swept in like a gale, even if they hadn't added the post-slag production, even if they hadn't seen the touchingly deep picture-outside sound, simply pulling the camera closer to Tang Feng's face, the unspeakable fragility almost as heavy as the night hit the onlookers.
You don't need Tang Feng to say a word, this man even gently trembling hair will make you feel like you can't help but feel sympathy for him, you will think why he is confused and fragile, why will be so lonely, where he came from, where he is going to go, even if this has been going on and on, will he really get to the destination he wants to reach?
Or maybe it's the reincarnation, from street to street and back again, of heartbreaking fates and heaviness.
He imagines that he is Friar Tang and Friar Tang is him, and they may exist at the same time, just in different parallel spaces. They share a common birth, the same bad and sensitive heavy years, certain moments of confusion and vulnerability.
Under the lens, they are all zoomed in.
He didn't have much of a look on his face, but it made it look more heartbreaking than a crying face.
At the end of the scene he lifted his head to face the camera, and sitting behind the monitor the Director and crew got a direct view of Tang Feng's raised head and that impressive face.
At this moment, perhaps everyone felt their heart were leaking a beat, like they were hit hard with a sledgehammer, and only felt a buzzing in the head.
"Director Li, now that I believe what you said to me at noon, Tang Feng does have this qualification to be the one to replace Fiennes." the Assistant Director breathed a sigh of relief and stared for a long time at the frame fixed in Tang Feng's close up straight into the camera and did not move, as if the friar robe was just a point of a wear, it can be taken out to make a claim advertising.
Li Wei didn't speak, he was just a little too surprised.
Tang Feng's performance was too prominent, prominent enough to make him think how such a person could be a newcomer in the industry? How is it possible that he had not become famous before or?
He originally thought that it would take Tang Feng at least two or three days of working hard to get a shot that barely satisfied him, but now, it was actually only a noon, just a middle temple and they completed the shot!
And the effect that finally came out so good that he was too excited to speak quickly, Li Wei was too excited, he laughed and then covered his cheeks with his hands, unable to believe that he had actually tapped into a treasure.
He now finally understood Larry's words, the discerning old man had seen the trait in Tang Feng that fascinated all the Directors in the beginning, and that was the infinite possibilities.
~ True Star ~
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