[R18] I only like your personality [Entertainment Circle] – “I Only Like Your Character [Entertainment Circle]” Chapter 66 [English]

Chapter 66 Heat Wave Fireworks

After crossing the river and walking through the bustling city, the scenery became more and more remote. Zhou Ziheng touched Xia Xiqing with his toe and asked, “Are you almost there?”

“I don’t know.” Xia Xiqing didn’t even make a careful distinction.

Zhou Ziheng felt that he had been perfunctory, “Aren’t you from Wuhan?”

“Not many people from Wuhan have traveled all over Wuhan.” Xia Xiqing said this sentence without thinking at first, but at the end there was a hint of sigh.Zhou Ziheng noticed this, but Fei Ge, who was sitting in front, didn’t. He happily took over the conversation, “Yes, an old Wuhan guy like me runs around every day, so he doesn’t necessarily go to all places.”

Xia Xiqing turned his face and looked at him. The small mole on the tip of his nose could always attract Zhou Ziheng’s attention, “You know the three towns of Wuhan, right?”

Seeing Zhou Ziheng nod, Xia Xiqing continued, “Actually, it’s three towns, rather three cities. Each one is very large, not to mention combined. My family lives in Hankou, and I often went to Wuhan University to sketch when I was in high school. It took nearly two hours by bus, and I could sleep in the car.” He’s expression always softens when he talks about memories, “But the driver here drives very hard, and it’s basically impossible to fall asleep.”

Looking at Xia Xiqing’s face, Zhou Ziheng always thought that it would be great if he could hold him, and he could just hold Xia Xiqing and listen to his stories all night long.

“You two have time. It’s still a week before we leave the plane.” Kuncheng said with a smile, “Xi Qing, please take Zi Heng around Wuhan more often, so that he can get into the role as soon as possible and soak up the fireworks.”

Xia Xiqing hummed, and the hand held by Zhou Ziheng was a little sore. He touched it with his wrist and gave Zhou Ziheng a frown. Zhou Ziheng would soon regret it, thinking that he had hurt he, so he quickly let go of the hand he had been holding tightly.Xia Xiqing didn’t take his hand back, he just put it gently on the seat cushion, and Zhou Ziheng gently covered Xia Xiqing’s hand with his own.

Several people said this in the car, and soon they arrived at the filming location.This is the most famous urban village in Wuhan and the least “Wuhan” place in the entire city.The road began to become crowded, full of disorderly stalls and pedestrians who couldn’t avoid it. Fortunately, Feige’s driving skills were good and he drove the car into the culvert in Hua’anli.

The culvert is actually a passage into the Hua’anli community. It is sandwiched by green walls on both sides and a covered roof in the middle.Just such a five-meter-wide narrow corridor serves the function of allowing 100,000 community residents to travel every day.

Fei Ge held the steering wheel and pressed the horn towards the dusty van in front, “I’m lucky today, I didn’t hit the car coming out from there, otherwise there would be a blockage at both ends and neither one could move.”

The van in front finally moved out of the way, driving forward slowly like an old man, so they could only move slowly, and finally entered the culvert. The light suddenly dimmed. Zhou Ziheng subconsciously held Xia Xiqing’s hand and looked towards him, but Xia Xiqing just held her chin and looked out the window.

Fortunately, Zhou Ziheng was relieved that he didn’t take out his hand.

In fact, the culvert was not completely dark at all, just a little darker. The passage was not long and it was quickly opened.It seemed that it had just rained and the ground was muddy. An aunt was walking close to the culvert carrying two large bags of daily necessities. She was splashed with mud by the wheels. She cursed a few words in unauthentic Wuhan dialect and continued to walk out close to the culvert.

Zhou Ziheng does not hate this kind of chaotic and noisy market. As an actor, he actually likes this kind of place. It is full of all kinds of people. Everyone is an open storybook, using their body and expression to interpret all kinds of strange plots.

I drove to a place where the car couldn’t go.The four of them got out of the car, and Fei Ge quickly opened the car door and took them to the house Kundao had rented.Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing walked behind. Both of them wore their hats very low. Their shoulders rubbed against each other in the sticky hot air from time to time, and then they kept a small distance apart as they walked.

After walking through a muddy path, the four of them came to a densely built area. The houses here were built very high, which reminded people of the cubicles in Hong Kong, but they were not exactly the same. The high floors here were obviously added later, and the walls of the lower floors had long been stained with thick dark stains from cooking oil, but the upper floors were made of magenta iron containers, glowing with a purplish luster under the fading sunset.

“The conditions here are really bad.” Fei Ge lit up a cigarette and took a puff. The smoke he exhaled seemed to be stuck by moisture and could not be dispersed beautifully. “This place is small and there are many people. We can’t build it on the ground but we can only build it to the sky. The higher the house gets, the higher it gets.”

Zhou Ziheng was about to raise his head to take a look when he felt a hand pressing the back of his head. When he walked over and looked back, he discovered that there was a loose wire hanging in the same place. Xia Xiqing had already withdrawn his hand and inserted it into the pocket of his overalls.

“Hold your head a little.” Xia Xiqing’s voice sounded particularly clear in the hot and humid air, “I don’t know what I ate to grow up to be so tall.”

Fei Ge heard this and asked, “That is to say, how come you grow so long, Ziheng?”

“Long?” Zhou Ziheng looked confused and looked at Xia Xiqing as if asking for help.Xia Xiqing lowered his head and laughed, then raised the brim of his hat a little to look over, “Wuhan dialect doesn’t say people are tall, especially for children. For example, I am your uncle.”

After saying that, his tone immediately changed, even the dialect was gone, “Do you understand?”

Zhou Ziheng raised the corners of his lips, “Don’t like Xia Xiqing’s lively Wuhan dialect too much.”

“Xi Qing’s Wuhan dialect is quite interesting.” Fei Ge smiled and praised the director Kun in front of him. Director Kun was also satisfied, “If I don’t say that Xu is so good, I even saved the actor’s dialect. When the time comes, Xi Qing, you will use Mandarin with a Wuhan accent.”

“I’m not playing the role of a hearing-impaired person.” The road ahead was too muddy, and even a casual person like Xia Xiqing had no choice but to bend down and roll up the legs of his gray overalls while talking, exposing his white ankles.Zhou Ziheng’s footsteps also stopped, and his eyes wandered downwards, staying on the slightly convex ankle bones for a second, then turned back up, until he reached the rolled-up trouser legs and the skin hidden inside.

he couldn’t help but think of the scene that night when Xia Xiqing’s ankle was on his shoulder.At that time, he’s eyes looked as if they had been soaked in the city’s hot air.

“Oh! Oh, yes, yes, Jiang Tong has a little listening and speaking difficulty.” Director Kun, who didn’t realize that Xia Xiqing was lagging behind, slapped his forehead after being reminded, “I forgot about it. Then you can train yourself.”

Fei Ge continued, “He plays an outsider, right?”

“It’s just to be trained into an unauthentic Wuhan accent, hahaha.”

The two of them laughed together. Xia Xiqing, who was walking behind, felt hot. He took off his hat, scratched his hair, and fanned twice. He was about to put the hat back on his head when Zhou Ziheng suddenly pulled him closer and whispered something in his ear.

“I think I’m quite tall.”

Xia Xiqing frowned and raised his eyes. His hair was soaked with sweat and curled up on the side of his fair face. The longer hair could extend to the jawline, and even the expression of he who was about to blame became alluring.

Zhou Ziheng leaned close to He’s ear, and intentionally or unintentionally brushed He’s slightly protruding ear bone with his lips while speaking, his voice was very low.

“As you said, you can reach the innermost part.”

This gangster plays one trick after another.Xia Xiqing was suppressing her anger. Couldn’t she have an attack? If she had an attack, wouldn’t she be like a little girl who was molested?He took a deep breath and felt that the words “Feng Shui takes turns” are really true. He grew up as a gangster, and now he is actually being molested by a guy five years younger than him!

After managing his expression well, Xia Xiqing turned to look at Zhou Ziheng. He raised his eyebrows obviously because he wanted to be ruthless, and he said word for word, “Looking is not important, experience is the most important.”

But in Zhou Ziheng’s eyes, it was all seduction.

he nodded and put his arm around Xia Xiqing’s shoulders.Kuncheng turned around just in time and felt happy to see the two of them so affectionate and affectionate. After all, to act together for such a long time, the actors must reach a certain level of friendship, otherwise he, the director, would have a headache.

“Experience needs to be accumulated.” Seeing Director Kun turn around, Zhou Ziheng’s peripheral vision returned to Xia Xiqing. He lowered his voice. He was obviously submissive, but he said it aggressively, “Brother, teach me.”

His ears were burning so much that Xia Xiqing pushed he away and uttered one word, “Hot.” This sentence seemed to have a bit of Wuhan people’s accent of dragging words, like a habitual irritation, which Zhou Ziheng’s sensitive ears could distinguish.The tone of the word “hot” changes again and again, until it enters his heart.

Even though he was pushed away, Zhou Ziheng felt happy. The sweet aroma of pork ribs and lotus root soup simmered by an unknown family floated into the narrow building. When the light was about to go out, he walked behind Xia Xiqing with a smile, feeling the beauty of fireworks in the world for the first time.

No matter what, no matter where, as long as Xia Xiqing is by his side.

Walking into a unit building, the stairs inside were dark and narrow. Xia Xiqing had just walked two steps when his hand was held by Zhou Ziheng. He originally wanted to break away, but he was too lazy to break away, so he just let him hold him. Anyway, the light was so dark that the two people walking in front couldn’t see clearly.

After going up to the fourth floor, they passed through a dark corridor with a door at the top. Fei Ge took a key from his trouser pocket and used the screen saver on his mobile phone to unlock it with difficulty.

“This is the room.” Fei Ge stepped in first, “Look at it, it’s quite small anyway.”

In fact, it was much better than Xia Xiqing imagined. He originally thought it would be a dirty and old house, but in fact it was just a little smaller. It was a narrow one-bedroom, one-living-room, and one-bathroom building, and four people could hardly turn around when they stood in it.He They walked around the house for a while, and Xia Xiqing also got a rough idea of ​​the room type. As soon as he entered the door, there was a small living room, and through a small passage was the bedroom. On the right side of the passage were the kitchen and the bathroom, which were side by side. They were about the same size and were only enough for one person.

The only light source in the whole house comes from a small window in the bedroom. Under the window are a row of small succulents, which are green and cute.

As soon as he entered the room, the stuffy heat was like a layer of plastic wrap, transparent but airtight, covering Zhou Ziheng tightly. He picked up the collar of his clothes and fanned it several times.

“That’s pretty much it. In fact, the original owner was very tidy and he was a migrant worker.” Director Kun laughed. “He is very honest. I said I should give him more money because he might need to re-decorate it. He refused, so we gave him more. The kid was so happy that he kept saying thank you to me.”

Xia Xiqing tried to match this small house with Jiang Tong’s residence in the script. It felt strange, as if he was deliberately squeezing into a safe little mold and turning himself into another person.There was a dusty small fan on the coffee table in the living room. He sat on the sofa facing it and turned on the switch.The fan whirred and turned, but the wind was not strong, which was better than nothing.

Zhou Ziheng’s eyes were glued to Xia Xiqing’s body, watching the heat lift his forehead hair, watching him stretch his neck to welcome the wind, his sweaty hair stuck to the corners of his mouth, and he brushed it away with his hands, but he had no time to take care of the broken hair stuck to the back of his slender neck.

This scene gave Zhou Ziheng a pyrotechnic sex appeal.

“Oh, by the way, the filming team and I have a meeting to go outside to capture night scenes. Should you two stay here or go back to the hotel?”

Before Xia Xiqing could answer, Zhou Ziheng made his own decision, “Stay, I want to get a feel for the script.” He walked to the sofa in three steps and sat down, and put his arms around Xia Xiqing’s shoulders. “Xi Qing, come with me. When it’s all over, I’ll call Ronaldinho to take us back to the hotel.”

After hearing this, Brother Fei thrust the key into his hand and said, “Then this is for you. My wife just sent me a text message, urging me to pick up the child from tutoring class.”

“It’s okay, Brother Fei, go ahead. My assistant will be here later.” Zhou Ziheng nodded his hand on Xia Xiqing’s shoulder, “Besides, there is a local here.”

In this way, Kuncheng and Fei Ge were persuaded by Zhou Ziheng, and they went downstairs together. The sound of footsteps gradually disappeared. Zhou Ziheng closed the rusty iron door. Just as he was about to turn around, Xia Xiqing pushed him against the door.

“What are you planning?” Xia Xiqing threw the hat back on the gray-green fabric sofa behind him.The palm of his hand was very hot, like a branding iron that penetrated his chest and reached his heart.

Finally, the taboo was gone. Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and looked at He’s lean waist wrapped in a slim-fitting top. He hugged her, and the distance between them was suddenly compressed. The hot air between the two people seemed to have been expelled, and their skin was touching through the damp cloth.

“Make up your mind.”

Xia Xi lowered his head and took away He’s hand from around him, “Dream.” After saying that, He walked to the bathroom on his own, with a sticky echo when his voice came, “I’m going to take a shower, I’m too sticky. You call Ronaldinho now and ask him to buy something to eat on the way here. I’m very hungry.”

After saying that, he reached out to lock the bathroom door, only to find that the rusty bolt couldn’t be moved at all. He tried several times and couldn’t lock it.

A hand with sharp bones grabbed the door frame.Xia Xiqing raised his eyes and smiled at Zhou Ziheng’s unruly and naughty smile.

“I’m hungry too.”

After saying that, he squeezed in, and the cramped bathroom was filled to the brim. The shower switch was turned on as soon as Xia Xiqing came in, and water poured down, increasing the humidity in this small space.

The sticky humidity is a breeding ground for desire.

“There’s no room for two people to stand here.” Xia Xizhi grabbed the hem of his clothes, pulled them up, and took off the clothes that were completely stuck to his body.

Zhou Ziheng took another step closer, almost touching He, “If you get closer, you can always stand.”

Raising his head, Xia Xiqing’s mouth, which was covered red by the heat wave, opened slightly, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and he spoke as if he was blaming, “Why are you so pestering?”

After he said this, Zhou Ziheng took the black T-shirt he had taken off and threw it outside the bathroom. He pushed his chest and forced him step by step under the shower that was turned on to the maximum. The hot water falling from the head wet everything, including Zhou Ziheng’s always deep voice.

“It’s better than you. It’s hard to chase and hard to deal with.”