In the fiery red era of the heavens, refrigerators are refreshed daily.

In December, the north wind howled through the capital.

The bare branches of trees in the alley swayed in the cold wind, making a whistling sound. The ground was covered with a thin layer of ice, which crunched underfoot.

On the set of "In the Heat of the Sun," they were actually filming summer scenes.

At 10 a.m., Yang Guangming, wearing only a pair of military green shorts and shirtless, was "gesturing" with Liu Yiku, played by Geng Le, in the open space of the "compound".

This scene is about Ma Xiaojun and his buddies fooling around, which should have been a scene of them sweating profusely and steaming hot.

But now, the temperature is three degrees below zero.

"Stop! That's not right! Geng Le should be feeling hot right now, why the hell do you look like you're about to freeze to death?"

Jiang Wen, wrapped in a military overcoat, held a megaphone in her hand, her eyebrows furrowed in a frown.

Geng Le took a deep breath and tried to get into character. "Director, it's too cold. Let me adjust myself."

"Action!"

Geng Le returned to the performance.

After his mental strength underwent a qualitative change, Yang Guangming gained an astonishing level of control over his body.

At this moment, he deliberately accelerated his blood flow, and his skin even turned slightly red—this requires extremely strong mental control and physical coordination.

He ran, pushed, and laughed as if he were truly in the sweltering heat. But with each breath, the icy air stung his lungs. Goosebumps rose on his exposed skin, only to be forcibly suppressed by his will.

Geng Le was clearly not as resilient as him; his movements were stiff, and his lines were delivered in a trembling voice.

"Cut!" Jiang Wen waved her hand irritably. "Geng Le, can't you get a little more into it? This is summer! Summer, you know? The kind of heat that makes you feel like you're going to get heatstroke!"

Geng Le's face turned pale and his lips turned purple: "Director, it's too, too cold..."

"We have to act even if it's cold! The crew is burning through money every day! Everyone better pull yourselves together!"

Jiang Wen's temper is becoming increasingly irritable.

Three months into filming, the budget is almost gone. The original plan was to finish the film with a million dollars, but now the money is nearly used up, and there's still a long way to go. The worst part is that he uses up so much film during filming—shooting a single scene dozens of times, burning the film to a crisp.

On the other hand, investor Wen Jun's promise to make additional investments has yet to be fulfilled.

The crew's meals changed from two meat dishes and one vegetable dish to stir-fried cabbage with sliced ​​meat—the meat slices were so thin you could see through them. For the past week, even that little bit of meat has been omitted; it's just plain stir-fried cabbage, with little oil and a lot of salt, making it hard to swallow.

Everyone is just barely hanging on.

The morning's filming finally ended at 12:30.

"That's a wrap! We'll continue at 2 PM!" the assistant director called out.

Yang Ming immediately stopped performing. His previous energetic demeanor vanished instantly, and he visibly cooled down.

He strode quickly to the sidelines.

Assistant Duan Yunfeng was already waiting there with a thick down jacket.

This was a young man in his late twenties, of medium build, with a kind face and sharp eyes. He graduated from the Stage Design Department of the Central Academy of Drama and had worked for Yang Hongwen for six years, known for his steady and meticulous work.

"Guangming, put it on quickly." Duan Yunfeng jogged over and draped the down jacket over Yang Guangming's shoulders.

Yang Guangming isn't the type to "force himself to endure hardship." If he has the means to enjoy life, why force himself to suffer?

After winter set in, at his request, his father, Yang Hongwen, commissioned a luxury RV from Hong Kong Island, which was redesigned and modified, costing more than three million RMB.

The car arrived in mid-November and became his "mobile palace" on set.

The RV has a bed, sofa, small refrigerator, microwave, and even a shower. Most importantly, it has a powerful air conditioning system that cools in the summer and heats in the winter, which is incredibly practical in this filming environment.

Such a luxurious RV and such treatment were something the crew had never even heard of, let alone seen.

When Jiang Wen first saw the car, he circled it three times, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Young Master, your entourage is more impressive than mine as a director. I'm working myself to the bone, and you're acting like you're on vacation."

His words carried a hint of envy, and also a subtle sourness.

Yang Guangming simply smiled and said, "Director Jiang, feel free to come up anytime for a chat and a cup of tea."

At this moment, he put on his down jacket, and warmth enveloped his body once more. Yang Guangming let out a long sigh of relief, feeling his frozen blood begin to flow again.

He walked toward the RV.

"Oh, young master has recovered?"

A teasing female voice came from behind.

Ning Jing walked over, wearing a long white down jacket and a red scarf, with her hands in her pockets.

With a smug smile, she said, "It's so warm today, I'm sweating even in this down jacket. Guangming, are you hot too? Isn't it cool to go shirtless?"

Sunlight glanced at her.

This girl is twenty-one years old and plays Milan in the movie. She has a fiery and outgoing personality, and a sharp tongue.

During filming yesterday, Ning Jing had to do eight takes for one scene. Yang Guangming teased her, "Xiao Ning, you're not in good shape. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Now she's seized the opportunity to get her revenge.

Although Yang Guangming's hands and feet were numb from the cold, he still said defiantly, "Men are strong. The sun is so high today, so let's sunbathe shirtless and consider it a test of our willpower."

His teeth chattered involuntarily as he spoke, but he forced a strong tone.

"Come on, you're kidding me." Tao Hong also came over.

She was wearing a beige down jacket and a woolen hat, her face flushed red from the cold. She played Yu Beibei in the movie, and had a significant role.

"Young Master, stop being so stubborn," Tao Hong laughed. "You're shivering from the cold, yet you're still trying to stay upright. What are you doing, a little kid pretending to be a man?"

Yang Guangming hates it when people call him "a child".

He's sixteen this year, but his mental age is several hundred. How is he supposed to pick up girls after being teased like this by a twenty-one-year-old girl?

“What do you mean by ‘little kid’?” He straightened his back. “Old Jiang isn’t even as old as me. You’re just a little girl. You have no experience at all and don’t understand any of this.”

He paused, deliberately lowering his voice, but making sure everyone around could hear him: "I, a man from Kyoto, truly deserve this title. Even Old Jiang would feel ashamed in front of me. You simply don't understand the value of a man like me."

This statement is both ambiguous and straightforward.

Ning Jing, Tao Hong, and Zuo Xiaoqing, who had just walked over, were all stunned.

Then, almost simultaneously, blushes appeared on the faces of all three.

They certainly understood what Yang Guangming was talking about.

Last month, during the filming of a pool scene, Yang Guangming wore only shorts, revealing a well-defined physique, and the outline of a certain part of his body was indeed... eye-catching. The staff and actors present all saw it and discussed it quite a bit behind the scenes.

Even with her fiery personality, Ning Jing was still a girl. Hearing such blunt words, her face instantly turned red to her ears, and she spat out, "Pah! Shameless!"

Tao Hong blushed as well, forcing herself to say, "I've never seen anyone with such a thick skin. You're a high school sophomore, yet you act like a grown man all day long. Are you so desperate for a wife that you're going crazy?"

Her eyes darted around, and she pulled Zuo Xiaoqing over from beside her: "Our Xiaoqing is only sixteen years old this year, you'll have to wait a while."

Zuo Xiaoqing's face turned completely red instantly.

She was born in 1977, a little younger than Yang Guangming, and is still a member of the national gymnastics team. She had a small cameo role in the movie, and her scenes were filmed long ago. But she got along well with the crew, especially Yang Guangming, and often came to the set during breaks.

The young girl was pure and beautiful, with a clean and elegant demeanor, and her eyes crinkled when she smiled. Yang Guangming had very high standards of beauty. Although Ning Jing and Tao Hong were pretty, one was too fiery and the other too outgoing; neither was his type. He treated both of them as friends, with no romantic involvement whatsoever.

But Zuo Xiaoqing is different.

Her appearance matched Yang Guangming's aesthetic—delicate, gentle, and with clear eyes. When the two were together, there was always a subtle, romantic atmosphere. Zuo Xiaoqing could sense it, and those around them could see it too.

Unfortunately, she was only sixteen years old.

In his previous lives, Yang Guangming was reborn into special periods, where his identity and social customs forced him to follow the rules. In this life, starting in the 1990s, his goal is to be a carefree rich kid who can make a living in the entertainment industry without needing to be a respectable gentleman.

But sixteen years old... is still a bit too young.

He doesn't want to cross legal and moral boundaries yet. So, although they are close, they haven't taken any further steps.

"Sister Hong, don't talk nonsense!" Zuo Xiaoqing stomped her foot in embarrassment.

Yang Guangming looked at the little girl's flushed face, smiled, and didn't continue the topic.

He turned to Duan Yunfeng: "Brother Duan, turn the car heater up full blast. I'm going to change my clothes and treat everyone to lunch."

"Okay," Duan Yunfeng replied, and went to open the car door first.

Ning Jing's eyes lit up: "Another treat? Young Master is so generous!"

The food on set has been terrible lately, and everyone's been craving something delicious. Yang Guangming treats everyone to meals every few days, making him the most popular person on set.

"Xiaoqing rarely comes all this way, so of course we have to treat her to a good meal," Yang Guangming said.

Tao Hong put her arm around Zuo Xiaoqing's shoulder and laughed, "Xiaoqing, look, it's all thanks to you. Our young master isn't this generous to others."

Zuo Xiaoqing blushed even more and lowered her head without saying a word.

Just as Yang Guangming was about to speak, he saw a figure walking over from not far away.

It's Siqin Gaowa.

She just joined the cast yesterday; she plays Ma Xiaojun's mother in the movie. A veteran actress, her acting skills are beyond question.

Siqin Gaowa was wrapped in a thick black down jacket, wearing a woolen hat and scarf, with only her eyes showing. She walked up to her and greeted her with a smile: "Everyone's here."

"Teacher Siqin," Yang Guangming greeted politely.

"I just watched you filming, it must have been tough for you," Siqin Gaowa said gently. "It's so cold, and you're shirtless. Even a young person with a strong constitution can't withstand this cold. Go and warm up."

"Thank you for your concern, teacher." Yang Guangming took the opportunity to extend an invitation, "We were just discussing going out for lunch. If you don't mind, would you like to join us? The food on set... is really hard to swallow."

Siqin Gaowa hesitated for a moment.

She had just joined the crew and wasn't familiar with everyone yet. But she tried the food on set—the cabbage was stewed until it was mushy, with no oil or salt, and it was indeed unpalatable.

"Is this...appropriate?" she asked.

“What’s inappropriate about it?” Ning Jing said quickly. “Teacher Siqin, please don’t be so polite. Our young master is rich; he won’t go broke from eating.”

Yang Guangming also said sincerely, "It's just a simple meal. Teacher Siqin, you've just arrived, so this is a welcome dinner for you."

Siqin Gaowa looked at Yang Guangming's sincere eyes, then at Ning Jing and Tao Hong's expectant expressions, and finally smiled: "Alright, I'll shamelessly freeload a meal."

"That's great!" Tao Hong cheered.

Yang Guangming looked at Duan Yunfeng: "Brother Duan, call and make a reservation. Let's go to the usual place and book a private room."

Both Yang Guangming and Duan Yunfeng had mobile phones, making it very convenient to make calls. Back then, a mobile phone, including the network access fee, cost tens of thousands of yuan, which was something many people envied.

"Understood." Duan Yunfeng nodded.

Yang Guangming looked around again.

Geng Le was walking alone towards the lounge, his back view looking rather lonely.

This second male lead is a bit arrogant, or rather, a bit awkward. Outside of filming, he seems to intentionally avoid Yang Guangming—perhaps because he feels resentful that Yang Guangming is too young to be the male lead; or perhaps he can't stand Yang Guangming's "rich second-generation" behavior.

Sunshine will naturally not offer its warmth to someone who is unresponsive.

Friendships are cultivated, not begged for. Geng Le is still young and hasn't experienced the harsh realities of life. In a few years, he'll understand what he's missed.

"See you in the car later," Yang Guangming said to the ladies. "I'll go change my clothes first."

He turned and walked toward the RV.

The RV door opened, and a blast of warm air rushed out.

Sunlight streamed in, and the door was closed behind me.

The interior is spacious. Behind the driver's cab is the living area: a foldable sofa bed, a fixed small table, and a mini kitchen countertop—with a sink, microwave, and small refrigerator. At the far end is a simple bathroom with a shower.

The interior is light beige, giving it a clean and warm feel. The air conditioner is running at a low hum, and the temperature is set to 26 degrees Celsius.

Yang Guangming took off his down jacket and took out a clean set of clothes from the closet—a light gray cashmere sweater and dark casual pants. He then took out a clean towel and wiped himself down.

After changing his clothes, he sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of hot water, and slowly drank it.

The heat flowed down my throat, and my body warmed up completely.

At that moment, there was a knock on the car door.

"Guangming, they are ready," Duan Yunfeng's voice came.

"I'm here," Yang Guangming replied, picked up his down jacket, opened the door, and got out of the car.

"Please, everyone, get in the car. It's warm inside." Yang Guangming stepped aside and gestured for them to get in.

Ning Jing and Tao Hong had ridden in this car before, and they knew their way around well and got in first.

Zuo Xiaoqing glanced curiously inside the car and followed her in. It was Siqin Gaowa's first time there; she stood at the car door, looked inside, and her eyes immediately showed surprise.

The interior space was much more spacious than she had imagined. Behind the driver's seat was a separate living area, complete with leather sofas, a small coffee table, a mini wine cabinet, and even a small color television.

Further on are the washroom area and a simple bedroom area. The interior is decorated in an elegant combination of beige and walnut wood tones, with soft lighting and strong heating, estimated to be over 20 degrees Celsius, a stark contrast to the outside.

"Teacher Siqin, come in quickly, it's very comfortable inside!"

Ning Jing, already seated on the sofa, greeted them warmly, clearly very interested in acting as the "guide":
"This car is incredibly expensive, over three million yuan! It was specially ordered from overseas by Guangming's father. It has cooling in the summer and heating in the winter, maintaining a constant temperature! You can even take a shower! Taking a break in this car during filming is more comfortable than going back to the hotel!"

Siqin Gaowa heard people gossiping about the male lead's family being extremely wealthy and that he had a top-of-the-line RV with him when she joined the crew yesterday. But hearing about it and seeing it with your own eyes and experiencing it firsthand are two different things.

She carefully stepped onto the steps, entered the car, and looked around the interior, which could be described as a mobile palace, and was truly amazed.

Most wealthy people couldn't afford or be willing to buy a car like this just for their son to use in movies. The Yang family's wealth probably far exceeds what outsiders imagine.

"This...this is truly an eye-opener."

Siqin Gaowa sat down on the empty single sofa, feeling the softness beneath her and the warmth around her, and exclaimed sincerely, "After so many years of filming, this is the first time I've ridden in such a nice rest vehicle. Guangming, your father really loves you."

Yang Guangming was the last to get on the car, signaling to Duan Yunfeng that they could leave, and then closed the car door, shutting out the cold outside.

He sat down on the sofa next to Ning Jing, smiled, and said, "My dad just thinks it's hard filming in the dead of winter and wants me to have better conditions. Actually, it's nothing, just a means of transportation and rest."

He spoke casually, but everyone in the car understood that the price of this "tool" was enough to buy a dozen or so decent apartments in Beijing. (End of Chapter)