Chapter 117

  By the time they got on the plane, almost everyone in the crew knew about Jianye and Jiang Chuan's unpleasantness - mainly because the two people who were inseparable all day were fine before getting on the plane, but after getting off the plane, they became one in front of the other, both with cold faces and a "I'm not happy, don't mess with me" look. As the agent of the two, Fang Yu was worried sick, pushing their luggage cart to hurry to Jianye's side: "What's wrong with you guys again?"

  He slowly raised his hand to adjust the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, slightly tilting up his chin which had become quite pointed due to recent weight loss: "The big shot of the underworld deceives the innocent little star with emotions, Heaven, why are you so unfair——"

  "...the other side of the face was expressionless, saying "there is a vip passage ahead, according to the news there are fans picking up the plane, please don't hang on to Zhang's dead face, you know that without love you at least have Grandfather Mao..."

  He let out a long sigh, put his hands in his pockets, and said after a pause: "I'll give you some advice. Enjoy your novel."

  Fang Yu: "Speak."

  Jian Ran: "Why don't you go bother Jiang Chuan?"

  Fang Yu: "Because Jiang Chuan doesn't follow the usual route of being friendly and approachable, and before 'Leviathan' was officially released, he wasn't a star to most foreigners, but rather a mafia boss - have you ever seen a mafia boss walk out of an airport smiling and waving at people, accepting screams and being so down-to-earth?"

  "He can be the first one, after all he is so hypocritical."

  After thinking for a moment, Fang Yu put on a serious expression: "You're like a hedgehog, not liking to listen to explanations, and you think it's true just because you've imagined it that way. Although I don't know what exactly is going on between the two of you, if there really is some conflict between you two, I don't think it's Jiang Chuan's problem - in 120% of cases, it's usually someone who...

  "This is biased."

  "Because someone didn't show a demeanor befitting of a senior."

  "What aspect are you referring to?"

  "In every aspect."

  “………”

  "As an agent, I must solemnly remind a certain someone that while you can make trouble with your crush and bully your junior newcomers, please don't offend the ones who feed and clothe you - especially when there might be a gun hidden in their pocket."

  "Let it go," he said with an absurd expression, "how did you get a gun through airport security?"

  "I'm just making an analogy, why are you so tense... Even if he had a gun, he wouldn't shoot you, don't forget that your miserable life was saved from Xu Wenjie's clutches thanks to his outstanding professionalism..."

  Fang Yu didn't know if his muttering had been heard by the person walking in front of him, because during his various educations, the young man with black hair had already stepped out of the airport's VIP passage. As expected, at this time, the waiting area outside was packed with fans holding all sorts of signs, among whom a small number were Korean faces, and the majority were tall foreign girls. They were excitedly waving photos from "Mysterious Seed", shouting Yuan Jin Yan's name in not-so-clear words, their voices rising one after another. At the same time that security personnel rushed out, the young man with black hair walking at the front had already taken off his sunglasses and flashed a standard international superstar smile, waving at them in greeting.

  Can't see any sign of being unhappy at all.

  So, in a way, Yuan Jinyan is indeed a workaholic - no matter how bad his mood or emotions are privately, he will never bring them to work... Fang Yu watched him from behind, not knowing whether she felt sorry for him or at ease with him. She saw Jinyan, under the protection of bodyguards, graciously shaking hands and taking photos with fans, signing autographs, receiving flowers and gifts, and thanking them, until he followed the crew members out of the airport, out of the fans' sight, his smile quickly disappeared from his face.

  Putting his sunglasses back on, Jing Yan once again got into the car sent by the Claire Corporation and resumed his extremely unpleasant expression.

  Jiang Chuan sat beside him, enthusiastically unwrapping the gifts that the fans had given to Jin Yan. He unwrapped a box of chocolates, and the man picked one up and sniffed it like a big dog before wrinkling his brow and handing it to the young black-haired man's lips. One hand pressed the chocolate against his lip, pushing gently: "Eat."

  Jian Ran also furrowed his brow.

  Fang Yu felt this scene was somewhat familiar.

  Following the normal route, he should have jumped up and shouted "Are you trying to poison me? You're giving me anything to eat!" Then get even angrier. Just as Fang Yu was ready to meet his anger, but unexpectedly, the other person just frowned, obediently opened his mouth, and under Fang Yu's stunned gaze, swallowed that piece of chocolate into his belly.

  Fang Yu: "...... Two years ago, he still had the nerve to lecture me about how miserable that Korean celebrity was after being framed by anti-fans and drinking glue water, what's his name again, Yuan Jinran?"

  He quietly turned his head towards Jiang Chuan, who lowered his head to glance at the chocolate box in his hand, paused for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "It's not poisonous, eat it."

  He looked at Fang Yu with a serious and silent expression, the latter showing an incredulous look: "Is he Silver Needle? He can smell whether there is poison just by smelling it."

  "He is professional."

  He carefully swallowed the chocolate and reached out to take another piece from Jiang Chuan's box - the latter looked at him eating his second piece of chocolate, a pair of bright blue eyes asked unblinkingly: "Still angry?"

  "Air."

  "Low blood sugar makes you irritable." Jiang Chuan said concisely, "Eat a full breakfast next time before talking to me."

  "I still firmly defend the justifiability of my stance on a certain topic that I discussed with you on the plane earlier - hmm."

  The young man with black hair closed his mouth as the third piece of chocolate was stuffed into it, and the car fell into a satisfyingly harmonious atmosphere.

  "I'm still angry, and we're still arguing, Jiang Chuan."

  "Got it."

  “……”

  The agent sat across from the two big stars he had brought, and it took him a long time to realize that all his previous worries should be swept away and fed to the dogs.

  ……

  On the second day of arriving at the Bali A'li Islands, the movie theme song "Leviathan" was officially filmed, adapted from Byron's "Pirate Career" - "Siren". The MV shooting location is a piece of intact unmanned reef beach rented by the crew at a high price - black reefs, blue sea water, floating clouds in the sky, when the salty sea breeze blows over the skin, driving away the sticky feeling brought by the thin sweat on the skin, everything looks so refreshing.

  If it weren't for the tattered sailor suit he's wearing and the thick makeup that makes him feel suffocated, Jian Ran believes his mood would be quite good... Oh, but what's actually affecting his mood is not this, mainly because of a certain soy sauce person in the scene who is strongly brushing their presence.

  He slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who was squatting beside a dilapidated fishing boat not far away, studying it with great interest.

  This time, Jiang Chuan didn't have any important business to attend to, to put it accurately, he was just here to play. So at this moment, he was wearing loose-fitting shorts on his lower body and a pair of flip flops that were the same brand as those worn by Jian Ran. His upper body was bare, revealing a sturdy chest with evenly distributed muscles. Under the sunlight, his slightly wheat-colored skin had been roasted to a very attractive color due to sweat and heat...

  Every time he helps the staff move props, the muscles on his chest tighten nicely.

  It has been noticed that many female staff members have been glancing at Jiang Chuan all morning, and they can't help but linger.

  Then Jiang Chuan would smile very nicely at them.

  Ugh, it's enough to make one sick to death.

  Obviously didn't talk to him all morning, why is his mood still so good.

  He took a deep breath, and at the same time felt even more heated, in order not to mess up his makeup, he had to hold a handkerchief like a woman and carefully wipe away the sweat beads rolling down from his forehead. At this moment, a staff member wearing a three-point style uniform, holding a string of roasted chicken wings, rushed towards Jiang Chuan, came to the man's side, smiled and bent down, handed over the food in her hand to the man squatting on the beach.

  Chicken wings, this wonderful food, suddenly became incredibly terrifying.

  He carefully withdrew his gaze from the dazzling scene and muttered to himself for a while, then turned to the director Peter, who was grumbling beside him: "I remember that most of the scenes in the MV were shot at night, including today's scene where the mermaid and sea monster meet. What are we doing here in broad daylight?"

  "Those things were all done afterwards, and the shots you're going to take today are basically all completed underwater." Director Peter patted Jianran's shoulder with his hand, "Look at Xide wearing a mermaid tail in this weather, isn't he even hotter? Young people shouldn't always think about playing around, we came here to work——"

  "Oh, really?" Jing Ran's expressionless face gazed at a point not far away, "Then who can come and explain to me what's going on with that barbecue rack——"

  In the sight of a young black-haired person, a group of staff wearing beach shorts and vests were happily gathering around the barbecue rack putting chicken wings on it.

  The director cleared his throat: "Since you're here, don't waste it, do you know how expensive the rent is for this beach per day?"

  Often heard that foreigners work with a good balance of work and rest, today he finally understood what "work-life balance" really means.

  The scene was filled with cheers and laughter.

  She glanced quietly at a certain female staff member who was chatting and laughing with Jiang Chuan not far away, her face flushed with excitement.

  She's probably a high-ranking member of the crew, with big breasts, a pert bottom and a small waist, blonde hair, blue eyes and long legs - exactly the type that straight men would like.

  Even if it's not a straight man, even someone like Jian Ran has to admit that she is very beautiful, and being relegated to the background of a drama group is really a waste of her talent.

  “……”

  So annoying.

  He had almost tuned out the director Peter's ramblings, only to be sent away by Peter to ask him to repeat what he had just said to Sid, and he nodded listlessly, trudging along in his flip-flops, walking shallowly to sit down beside Sid on a nearby rock.

  At this time, the red-haired youth had already put on a wig, with the red hair scattered over his shoulders. His pale skin was almost translucent in the sunlight. As I approached cautiously, he was putting on the white fabric boot covers with the help of the staff - the reason for using white fabric was to achieve a high-end effect, as the mermaid's tail part was all made by computer post-production. The white cloth was full of blue dots used for positioning in post-production, which was completely unattractive.

  "What's wrong?"

  He felt a sudden closeness, and Xi De interrupted his conversation with the staff, looking up at him. The face that had become more mature and seductive after makeup didn't show any emotions, making Jin Yan feel inexplicably tense for no reason - at this moment, he couldn't help but admit that Xi De was indeed Little Hei - this guy was born with a natural aura that made people think he would devour them.

  "Is it hot?" He cleared his throat and asked somewhat awkwardly.

  "It was hot just now," said Xi De, narrowing his eyes slightly, "now that you're standing here, I don't feel the heat anymore."

  After a long time of getting along, Jian Ran has already gotten used to this little devil's nonsense.

  But at this moment, he who urgently needed a sense of existence heard the "chugging" sound of the train starting from Xi De's mouth, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile: "You're talking nonsense again."

  "Really? You're standing here, so tall, and you're blocking the sunlight for me." Xide put down his foot, patted the sand off his body, and said seriously with his eyes cast downward, "I'm not kidding."

  Jin Yan stopped talking and remembered that he still had something important to attend to, so he squatted down beside Xi De and seriously repeated some of the requirements that the director had mentioned earlier. Xi De listened attentively, nodded his head, thought for a moment, and then smiled as he told Jin Yan that he had actually filmed an MV in a water tank before, but instead of wearing swim trunks, he wore loose pants. The fish in the water tank swam into his pants without him even realizing it, and when they crawled out of the water tank and suddenly fell out from the bottom of his pants, his female assistant at the time was shocked and didn't know whether to grab them or not, and she was completely stunned on the spot...

  Xi De's vivid description made the staff around them burst out laughing, and Jin Yan couldn't help but laugh too as he imagined the embarrassing expression on his sister's face when she wanted to catch the fish but then hesitated because of where it came from.

  The laughter unexpectedly entered the ears of a man who was squatting not far away, lowering his head to fiddle with tools. The man heard the sound and raised his head to glance at the two people who were shoulder to shoulder, knocking heads and talking very happily. He paused for a moment, then slightly narrowed his eyes to look around, and then beckoned to Fang Yu, who was not far away. Fang Yu first looked slightly stunned, then took small steps to run over.

  Jiang Chuan expressionlessly said a few words to Fang Yu.

  Fang Yu's expression solidified as he stared at Jiang Chuan for a while, and Jiang Chuan returned his gaze with an expressionless face.

  One minute later, Fang Yu continued to walk with small steps and ran to Jian Yan's side who was laughing and chatting with the red-haired boy, and squatted down beside the two people who were already crouching on the ground.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Know when to stop."

  Jian Ran: "Huh? What's going on?"

  Fang Yu: "The big boss of the gang said with a gun in his hand."

  Jian Ran: "............"

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