Chapter 264: Soft yet hard, huddling together for warmth (300 monthly votes 2-in-1)

Zhang Weiping left, after giving everyone in the crew a 600-yuan red envelope, and dragged his suitcase back to Beijing for the New Year.

However, the filming of *Under the Hawthorn Tree* continued that day.

After resting for a while, the two leads, who Zhang Yimou thought were in excellent state, continued their lovey-dovey performance.

"How about... tonight, you don't leave, okay?"

It's hard to say why Lao San would suddenly ask such a question to a girl who was like a blank sheet of paper, but since it was written in the script, Chen Nuo could only act according to his own understanding.

Lao San wanted to stay with Jingqiu a little longer, in his remaining life.

Therefore, he felt ashamed for such a presumptuous remark and didn't even dare to look at Liu Yifei.

After all, for such a pure and beautiful person, where did he get the courage to make such a request?

Asking a fairy to spend the night with you, why don't you go to heaven?

What Chen Nuo performed at this moment was completely different from the original version by Dou Xiao.

If Dou Xiao saw Chen Nuo's way of acting now, he would definitely understand how stupid and awkward his own giggling looked.

Liu Yifei's round eyes widened when she heard Chen Nuo's words, looking extremely cute.

In the close-up shot, she showed an unconsciously stunned look, subconsciously taking a big bite of the apple Chen Nuo handed her, and chewing it noisily.

Because she took such a big bite, her cheeks were bulging, looking a bit cute, and her movements were a bit exaggerated.

Zhang Yimou didn't even know if she did it on purpose.

Because for Liu Yifei, even if Director Zhang had touched all of Gong Li, he was completely unable to fathom her.

If it was intentional, then Zhang Yimou could only say that this was absolutely another genius, not inferior to Chen Nuo.

If it was unintentional, then Zhang Yimou felt she was a lucky general, not inferior to Cheng Yaojin.

This large-scale movement of taking a big bite of the apple was like a vivid flame of life, burning exceptionally vigorously.

It formed a sharp contrast with Chen Nuo's expressionist technique of using subtle expressions and small movements to show that Lao San's life was coming to an end.

What does that mean?

It means that in front of Chen Nuo's performance, Liu Yifei was not overshadowed.

Instead, she used her own method to show the characteristics of Jingqiu's vigorous vitality, and she didn't fall behind in front of Lao San, who was like embers in the wind, with even a smile appearing strenuous.

Thus, it suddenly raised this scene to a higher level.

Zhang Yimou saw excitedly from the monitor screen that Liu Yifei was eating while looking at Chen Nuo with curious eyes, giving the feeling that she didn't quite understand the other party's meaning.

And Chen Nuo? Under the girl's gaze, he was suddenly a bit shy, turned his head away, pursed his lips, and said: "Forget it, I'd better go back to the ward."

Liu Yifei blinked quickly; the nervousness she had initially felt was instantly melted by the boy's self-reproachful expression, and she hurriedly said: "No, no, you stay. I just think, the bed is so small, how can we sleep?"

Chen Nuo tilted his head and thought for a while, "How about this, let's swap from when we were in the hospital. You sleep on the bed, and I'll sit on the chair and accompany you."

Liu Yifei shook her head: "That won't do, you sleep on the bed, and I'll sit on the chair."

Chen Nuo touched his nose and avoided Liu Yifei's gaze.

His voice was like a breeze blowing through the room, seemingly inaudible, but it was still caught by the microphone held high by the sound engineer: "How about, neither of us sits on the chair, okay?"

Neither of us sits on the chair... to put it another way, he was actually asking if they could both sleep on the bed.

In the 70s, no matter how wooden a girl was, in the face of this question, she would be as shy as a frightened deer, as if she would jump and run away in the next second.

Liu Yifei was no exception.

In the lens, her eyes were initially terrified and uneasy, but soon they calmed down again, only the nervousness and shyness in her pupils did not disappear.

She didn't say a word, blushing, looking down at her toes.

There, her toes were like two dancing little elves, dancing together.

As a boy who had just started to fall in love, Chen Nuo certainly couldn't understand the other party's meaning immediately.

So he was stunned for a while, before showing a slightly shy, also slightly happy smile.

His smile was gentle and open, his eyes clean and bright, perhaps like the warm sun in winter.

Chen Nuo stood up and said: "Then I'll go get water to wash your feet."

"Cut! Passed!"

Normal people wash their feet before going to bed, if they can't take a bath.

Liu Yifei is a normal person; she has washed her bath and feet before going to bed since she was a child.

When she was a child, Liu Xiaoli helped her wash, and when she grew up, she washed them herself.

Since she was 12, has any man touched her feet?

Liu Yifei couldn't remember.

When Chen Nuo's hand touched the back of her foot, she was like being bitten by a poisonous snake, her whole body stiffened.

Her brain was numb, only remembering the lines she had to say in this scene.

Fortunately, the lines were very simple, only five words.

Knowing you, it's really good.

Her feet were icy cold; in fact, after filming for a day, they hadn't been warm at all.

Her constitution was just like this; in winter, her hands and feet were cold. She had seen both Chinese and Western doctors, and like the pain during those few days every month, there was no way to help it.

But at this very moment, a warmth started from the back of her foot, as if soaking into her muscles through her skin, and along with her blood, spread to her limbs and bones.

Her whole body felt as if it were being roasted on a fire, and every inch of her body was burning.

Amidst this panicked, chaotic, shy, and timid emotion, a very professional thought flashed through her mind.

It's over, it will definitely be called "Cut"; the way I look now must be particularly strange in the lens.

But what was even stranger was that the "Cut" she imagined from Director Zhang Yimou, which would be particularly serious and dissatisfied, never rang out.

Instead, Chen Nuo continued his performance step by step, which also stopped her from letting her imagination run wild.

He looked at the scar on her foot, touched it lightly with his hand, raised his head, and asked: "Does it not hurt anymore?"

His fingertips touched the back of her foot.

This was also the first man in her life to touch her there.

Liu Yifei blushed and shook her head.

Chen Nuo stared at the scar for a while longer, then put her feet into the water, pouring water on them little by little.

When the water was brought by the props, it was still very hot, but now it had cooled down a lot, feeling warm.

For her now, this water acted as a cooling agent.

It calmed Liu Yifei down.

She remembered what she was supposed to do; after Chen Nuo washed for a while, she had to say that line according to her heart.

This was the plot in the script, and also the director's requirement.

When Director Zhang Yimou came over to explain this scene just now, she also listened very clearly on the side.

Director Zhang Yimou said, "Yifei, when you feel Lao San's love for you later, then you say the line. And Chen Nuo, you, you have to show your love for Jingqiu in the process of washing her feet. As for how to do it, I don't know, but I believe you know."

Zhang Yimou said this sentence with a smile, and Liu Yifei also wanted to laugh when she heard it.

This is too unreasonable; washing feet only takes a few seconds, how can you show love?

Before filming, Liu Yifei watched Chen Nuo sitting on the chair, lost in thought, his eyes looking at her legs back and forth.

If it were someone else, even if they were filming, if they kept looking at her feet or legs like this, Liu Yifei would instinctively feel uncomfortable and a bit disgusted.

However, when Chen Nuo looked at her, she didn't feel anything. Instead, she stretched out her slender legs to let him ponder carefully, so as not to fail the director's requirements.

By then, a dignified Berlin Best Actor, Oscar Best Supporting Actor, letting Director Zhang Yimou be disappointed and NG several times, would definitely be very embarrassing.

So what exactly would Chen Nuo do? Did he think of a way?

Liu Yifei looked down at Chen Nuo; from this angle, she couldn't see his face, only the top of his head. In the middle of his thick hair, there were two rare swirls. This was a new discovery. She seemed to have never looked at him from this angle.

However, he didn't seem to be doing anything special.

Although his hands were very comfortable, touching her feet and making her itch, making her want to laugh.

But... it didn't seem to meet Director Zhang Yimou's requirements.

Just then, Chen Nuo's foot-washing movement stopped.

He had been washing very gently. The ripples on the water surface calmed down very quickly.

He stroked the scar on her foot with his fingers.

At this moment, continuous tears fell from his buried face, creating ripples on the water surface.

He was crying.

Without any sound, in just these few seconds, he cried silently, without any warning, catching both Liu Yifei and Zhang Yimou off guard.

His tears were clearly visible in the camera lens, and even Liu Yifei could see them clearly.

However, when Chen Nuo raised his head, except for his slightly red eyes, there was no trace of crying on his face at all.

Because he deliberately buried his head hard, letting the tears drip directly into the basin, so as not to leave tear stains on his cheeks.

Chen Nuo was even smiling, his nose a little blocked, and he asked: "Jingqiu, is the water cold?"

It's hard to describe what Liu Yifei felt at this moment, because love itself is an elusive, indescribable thing.

Even ten thousand people might have ten thousand different understandings of love.

Some people think money is love, some think companionship is love, some think sex is love, some think uniqueness is love.

But Liu Yifei felt that the person who spoke to her with a smile after crying because he felt sorry for her,

is the person who loves her.

What a coincidence, she also loves him.

Thus, she stared blankly into his eyes, just as he was gazing at her.

Liu Yifei was sitting, Chen Nuo was squatting, his hands were in the basin, touching her feet.

He was smiling, but she was about to cry.

Old Mouzi, behind the monitor, forgot about the "fishbone in the throat" from before.

He suddenly felt that even if Liu Yifei was stupid and dull when filming other plays, and like a fake, shoddy actor,

as long as he could see this scene, then it was worth it.

Under the light, the girl with a very beautiful face, to the handsome boy, opened her cherry lips slightly, her voice as if coming from heaven, and as if flowing from the bottom of her heart.

She only said five words, but her eyes seemed to say a thousand, ten thousand.

"Knowing you, it's really good."

After washing her feet, she could finally go to bed.

In the room, Liu Yifei took advantage of the time Chen Nuo went to pour out the foot-washing water and hurriedly turned off the light, because at this time, the darkness could bring her a sense of security and cover her blushing face.

She took off her shoes and got into bed first. She pulled the quilt to her chin, her whole body trembling slightly.

This wasn't something she acted out; this was her real reaction.

She had been in the industry for so many years and had never acted in a bed scene.

Although... this scene didn't reveal anything, it was indeed a bed scene.

Before filming this bed scene, Zhang Yimou, in order to make the atmosphere better, symbolically cleared the set.

Why say symbolically?

Because in this bed scene, the only intimate contact between Chen Nuo and Liu Yifei was not on the mouth, not on the body, nor on other uneven places; it was only on a wandering hand.

Chen Nuo's hand.

A man's hand.

Chen Nuo initially sat on the chair by the bed, but Liu Yifei told him to come up.

She said in a gentle but firm tone: "Actually, on the way here, I had already decided; whatever you want to do, I will agree to it."

Thus, Chen Nuo lay up, lying with her on that frighteningly narrow army cot.

Her shoulders touched his, and although separated by several layers of clothes, Liu Yifei could still feel the temperature on his body.

And that little bit of touch made her whole body feel as if it were bound by something, making even breathing difficult.

Liu Yifei pulled the quilt with both hands and closed her eyes tightly.

Only her heaving chest was visible in the lens, declaring the fluctuations in her heart.

She didn't dare to look at the man beside her.

Well, it was different from the original version where Zhou Dongyu blinked her big eyes and looked at Dou Xiao. That pair felt like dry wood and fire.

This pair could be considered pure love.

And after pure love, is pure desire.

Chen Nuo propped up his body with his arms and turned his head slightly to look at Liu Yifei.

He saw the beautiful girl in the dim room with her eyes closed tightly, and the part of him as a man finally couldn't hold back.

He reached out his hand toward the girl's face tremblingly.

The camera was very close to Chen Nuo; looking from the side, one could see the bright light in his eyes, which was the spark of love and desire.

His trembling fingertips touched Liu Yifei's face lightly.

Liu Yifei's whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

It could be seen in the lens that her whole face was completely flushed; she opened her eyes and looked at the person touching her.

Her eyes seemed to be shrouded in hazy mist, with a layer of faint water vapor.

Under the close-up lens at this time, there was a natural beauty that even the most brilliant makeup artist could not replicate.

Chen Nuo's hand slid slowly on her smooth, delicate face, inch by inch, from her cheek to her dimple, and finally to her lips.

When his fingers touched her lips, Liu Yifei, who had been trembling all along, jumped, making the bed creak.

This made Chen Nuo lose his focus for a moment, thinking Zhang Yimou would call "Cut," but Old Mouzi seemed determined to save film today. He was silent as death.

After Chen Nuo was slightly distracted, he immediately returned to the present.

His hand slid slowly into the sheet, and the outline of his hand could be seen crawling onto the girl's body.

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