thefictionvixens Chapter 4 Thanks to Nature for its Gifts! Meng Ziyi: It's better not to be friends with this pe
Chapter 4 Thanks to Nature for its Gifts! Meng Ziyi: It's better not to be friends with this pe
Swish!
Amidst the chaos, Han Xian suddenly opened his eyes, startling everyone.
"Awake? If you're awake, then you're alright!"
The accompanying doctor breathed a sigh of relief. "The ground was too cold, and the mild asphyxiation caused hypothermia. Just wear something warmer and find a place to rest. Young man, your physical condition isn't very good!"
The expressions of those around him immediately became subtle—how could someone so physically weak be an extra?
This pockmarked face isn't a pockmarked face—it's a scam!
fart!
You're the one whose physical condition isn't very good!
My buddy is the male lead, standing at 1.88 meters tall plus 20 centimeters, with eight-pack abs, a V-line, and incredibly strong arms. His physique is top-notch!
My buddy was just too sleepy and accidentally fell asleep!
But I can't tell you these things!
Han Xian retorted inwardly, but responded calmly on the surface, "Sorry, I was too immersed in the role, and I didn't hear the director yell 'cut,' so I didn't remember!"
The scene was quiet for a few seconds, then joking voices came from the crowd.
"This guy is hilarious!"
"Getting so into character playing a dead body? Are all extras this obsessed these days?"
"Extras can be this dedicated? This guy's got talent!"
Ok?
Did I not call "cut"?
Isn't Cut a card?
Director Cheng, now relaxed, chuckled and waved to the production crew, "Get a chair, a small stove, some snacks and fruit, and a few cups of hot milk tea for him."
Soon, a strange scene unfolded on set!
Even the lowest-ranking extras enjoyed the same high treatment as the director and the male and female leads.
Wearing a long down jacket, she sat on a chair that was not commonly seen on set, with a small foot warmer under her feet, a long table next to her filled with snacks, and several kinds of hot milk tea in her hands to keep her hands warm.
This treatment is so enviable!
Many people in the crew envied this lucky, weak extra, but no one questioned it.
The high pay he got in return for almost dying is better than this lucky extra dying suddenly!
The latter could cause the entire film crew to come to a standstill and even leave them without food!
Compared to the other two, this weakling extra should just enjoy himself!
Faced with nature's bounty, Han Xian was stunned for a few seconds, then after a moment of thought, he thanked them and began to enjoy the gift.
This gift was both to appease him and to show others, a classic example of "spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones."
—We treat even a small extra like this, so whether it's a lead actor, a supporting actor, or an extra, everyone can focus on filming. If anything goes wrong, the crew will take responsibility!
If he doesn't accept the gift, it might cause the crew to have second thoughts.
Based on this judgment, Han Xian simply accepted the gift generously and dutifully became the mascot of the film crew!
……
*Crack!*
After changing back into his clothes and wearing a down jacket without a hood, Han Xian picked up a grape and threw it into his mouth, chewing it a few times and letting the sweet grape juice flow down his esophagus into his stomach.
The life of an extra is much better than he imagined!
It's only the first day, and he's already enjoying top-tier treatment!
Tables, chairs, a small stove, snacks, fruit, and hot milk tea.
Apart from the director, the male and female leads, and a few other people, he received the best treatment in the entire crew, much better than Meng Ziyi, who was still a relatively unknown actress.
Even though this temporary treatment was obtained through some random mascot, it's still a high-level treatment!
They're enjoying the high-end treatment, but after that, they still have to rely on their looks to make a living.
Oh, I forgot to mention—thank you for the gifts of nature!
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
Thumbs up!
As Han Xian was enjoying sweet grapes and hot milk tea, Meng Ziyi cautiously approached.
She put down the coconut milk tea and cream cake she had just bought, her expression and voice full of apology, "I'm sorry, Han Xian! I accidentally stepped on your hand just now."
Han Xian was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at his hands. "You stepped on my hand? When did that happen? How come I didn't know?"
He's asleep, not dead!
How could you not feel your hand being stepped on?
Either he has no sense of pain.
Or... Meng Ziyi stepped on something else instead of him!
Everything was a misunderstanding orchestrated by the author!
Meng Ziyi whispered, "Just now when you died... when you were playing the corpse, quickly check if your hands are injured."
"You're injured!"
"Oh? You're really injured? Come with me to the hospital for a checkup right away, please don't let it leave any hidden damage! Otherwise, I'll feel guilty for the rest of my life!"
Meng Ziyi was startled. She looked down, wanting to touch Han Xian's hand but afraid of hurting him. She bent down and looked closely, afraid that she would crush Han Xian's hand with a stomp.
Good news, Han Xian wasn't trampled to death by her, so she won't have to go to jail.
Bad news, Han Xian's hand might be ruined by her stepping on it!
Han Xian waved his right hand, which bore a red mark, at Meng Ziyi. "My hand is badly injured. You stepped on it and left a red mark. If you hadn't reminded me, the mark would have healed and disappeared!"
"You... I hate you!"
Meng Ziyi pouted and punched Han Xian. She wanted to tease Han Xian a bit, but she didn't know what to say.
I held it in for so long that I finally let the tears flow.
Crystal-clear tears streamed down her face, landing on her chest and clothes, shattering into eight pieces.
Her tear-streaked appearance shattered the illusion of time and startled Han Xian.
Han Xian panicked. "Seriously, Sister Meng? I was just teasing you. You don't have to cry, do you?"
"I don't want to cry, I even want to laugh, but I can't control my tears!"
Meng Ziyi wiped away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more tears she shed.
Han Xian was alright, and she was the happiest person in the entire crew because it meant that she was alright too.
But for some reason, the happier she was, the more uncontrollably her tears flowed.
I can't control myself?
Han Xian blinked, then subconsciously offered him a grape. "Are you drooling? Eat some grapes to satisfy your craving!"
Chi Chi!
Meng Ziyi, who lived in Bengbu, burst into laughter through her tears, her face streaked with tears, "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"
"Mmm, I was just kidding. You weren't craving grapes, I just wanted to treat you to some, okay?"
Han Xian offered to build a ladder.
No matter why Meng Ziyi was crying, as long as she stopped crying, he could feed her anything.
After all, he still had more than half a bunch of grapes, a plate of bananas, strawberries, and big apples.
"..."
Looking at the bright green grapes on her lips, Meng Ziyi's throat involuntarily moved.
The temperature in Hengdian this month is not high, but she was wearing three layers of long dresses, and she had just been anxious and stressed, which made her feel hot and thirsty.
Seeing the green orange-flavored grapes and smelling their sweet and sour aroma, she couldn't resist wanting to eat them!
She didn't come here on purpose to freeload; Han Xian treated her to a meal!
*Crack!*
Meng Ziyi ate the sweet grapes that were delivered to her door. The sweet and refreshing taste exploded on her taste buds, making her eyes squint!
Another sweet grape was presented to her, and Meng Ziyi couldn't resist, opening her lips to catch it.
After eating more than twenty grapes, one after another, Meng Ziyi let out a burp and then noticed that the people around her were looking at her strangely.
You two are taking turns feeding each other, one by one, and the other is opening their mouths to catch the food. What kind of fun game are you two playing?
Meng Ziyi blushed and quickly called for a stop.
"I'm not eating, you can eat it yourself."
"Oh, wipe your mouth, and wipe your clothes too."
Han Xian casually ate the grapes in his hand and handed over two tissues.
I don't know if he fed her too fast or too much, or if Meng Ziyi's mouth is a little small.
I'm just eating some grapes, why is there grape juice dripping on them?
"..."
Meng Ziyi subconsciously took the tissue to wipe her mouth, but her gaze was fixed on Han Xian's large, soft hands, which were even more delicate than a woman's.
She was so focused on eating grapes that she forgot Han Xian fed them to her, and she thinks her mouth even touched his hand.
Isn't she being too unreserved?
Noticing Meng Ziyi's gaze, Han Xian picked up another grape and gestured, "Want some more?"
Meng Ziyi shook her head, "I'm not eating. Just a reminder, there are a lot of people on set, so even if you're feeling comfortable, you have to be careful. If you accidentally arouse jealousy, a lot of gossip will spread."
Han Xian smiled and said, "Thanks for reminding me, I understand."
Society is inherently divided into different classes, and film crews are no exception.
It's no wonder that a lowly extra, who has received treatment comparable to the director, male and female leads, and other top-ranking members of the crew, is not envied.
The reason why the controversy hasn't spread yet is because this mascot still has some value.
I estimate that in another half a day or a day, some people will find it hard to stand it and start gossiping, and the production team will let him continue as an extra.
It would be best to let him play a corpse; he can just lie down, take a nap, and earn money—easy and comfortable!
Meng Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm leaving now. You can continue to rest!"
"Wait a minute!" Han Xian noticed Meng Ziyi's slender, red hands from the cold and handed her a piping hot cup of coconut milk tea. "Warm your hands!"
Thanks!
Meng Ziyi accepted the milk tea with both hands, her hands warm and her heart warm, her eyes smiling like a crescent moon.
He even noticed that her hands were cold and took the initiative to bring her a hot coconut milk tea. Han Xian is so thoughtful, considerate and warm-hearted.
The female assistant, Yuanyuan, blinked her round eyes and smiled.
Spring has arrived, and all things are coming back to life.
It's that time of year again... when it's time to enjoy some gossip!
But given Sister Meng's intelligence, she probably didn't notice any suspicious signs.
……
Meng Ziyi returned to the rehearsal location with a cup of hot milk tea, only to be stopped by Director Cheng.
"Meng Ziyi, what's your relationship with Han Xian like?"
"good."
Meng Ziyi answered instinctively.
She ate Han Xian's breakfast, helped Han Xian get a role, asked Yuan Yuan to keep Han Xian's clothes safe, accidentally stepped on Han Xian's hand and was forgiven by Han Xian, ate Han Xian's grapes, drank Han Xian's milk tea, and they were both from Northeast China...
Her relationship with Han Xian should be alright, right?
Director Cheng said meaningfully, "Han Xian's acting skills should be quite good. Your acting is not quite up to par. If you have time, you should ask Han Xian for advice."
???
Han Xian?
Acting skills?
Good?
Meng Ziyi recognized all six words, but when put together, they confused her.
She mechanically thanked him, then turned to look at Han Xian, who was eating and drinking heartily behind her, her eyes full of question marks.
She knew that Han Xian hadn't graduated from an art school, and this was his first time being an extra, playing the simplest role of a corpse.
Is this even considered acting?
Was Director Cheng's brain... terrified by Han Xian?
Meng Ziyi muttered a few complaints to herself and then forgot about Director Cheng's words. It wasn't until she was yelled at and scolded more than ten times that she remembered Director Cheng's evaluation of Han Xian.
During lunch break, Meng Ziyi went to find Han Xian, filled with grievances and curiosity, carrying braised pork and sweet and sour pork that she had specially ordered for him.
Ok?
Offering unsolicited favors is either a sign of malice or theft.
Han Xian glanced at the two hearty Northeastern dishes in Meng Ziyi's hands, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Did Director Cheng scold you?"
Meng Ziyi touched her face in surprise, "You could tell that? Was I that obvious?"
Han Xian nodded, "It has nothing to do with your face. I saw Director Cheng scolding you when I was just wandering around aimlessly."
Meng Ziyi blushed, put down the two meat dishes, and turned to leave.
She came over intending to subtly ask Han Xian how to play the role of a personal maid well, not to tell him the truth.
But what Han Xian saw was her being scolded, how embarrassing!
Han Xian tugged at Meng Ziyi's sleeve, "Don't go! It's just a few words of scolding. Who hasn't been scolded since they were a child? What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Meng Ziyi turned around. "You've been scolded too?"
Han Xian blinked. "No, I've always been praised since I was a child, and I've never been scolded."
Thanks to his handsome face, he has always been the most popular person wherever he goes since he was a child. He has been taken advantage of a lot, and he has also benefited a lot.
The harshest thing you'd be told is, "I'll let it go this time, but be careful next time."
"..."
Meng Ziyi was even angrier.
Even if everyone has been scolded, we can still be friends!
As soon as she was scolded, Han Xian said that he had always been praised since he was a child.
It's better not to be friends with this person!