Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

They filmed the first major scene at the Execution Platform, and it only took one take before it was perfect.

This kind of tacit understanding is extremely rare in the entire film and television industry.

Shen Yanzhou gets into character quickly and gets out of character just as quickly. His emotions are full and precise in front of the camera, while his personality is cheerful and easy-going off-camera.

I never bring the emotions from the play into real life.

Even considering his past life, he was one of the few co-stars with whom Lu Yu had a relatively easy time working together.

When two good actors come together, they always create some special sparks.

Once, after watching their scene together on the monitor, Director Chen took off his headphones and remarked to the screenwriter next to him, "..."

"Putting these two together is like a chemical reaction, saving me so much film rolls."

The screenwriter, without even looking up, replied, "The film reel is a minor issue; what's important is saving your blood pressure."

Fan Siyao had just finished filming a dialogue scene with a sect elder. She hadn't changed out of her costume yet and was holding a small fan, blowing it into her face.

Seeing the empty watermelon box next to Lu Yu from afar, I jogged over.

She sidled up to Lu Yu, glanced at the empty watermelon juice box, and turned to Shen Yanzhou to complain, "Senior brother, wasn't there any for me?"

Shen Yanzhou reached out and flicked her head.

Fan Siyao hadn't removed the floral decoration from her forehead yet. After being flicked, she quickly raised her hand to steady herself.

Don't ruin my makeup.

"I have plenty in my RV, just go get some yourself. When have you ever been polite to me? I treat it like your own home."

"Hehe, I was just saying." Fan Siyao rubbed her forehead, turned and waved to her assistant, "Let's go eat watermelon!"

After saying that, he turned around and got into Shen Yanzhou's RV with his assistant.

The movements were so fluid; it was clear he was a seasoned pro at using his senior's things.

Her own RV was parked not far away, less than twenty meters away from Shen Yanzhou's RV.

Shen Yanzhou gave Lu Yu a helpless smile and pointed with his chin towards his RV.

"I'll go check on her, make sure she doesn't tear my RV apart."

As he spoke, he stood up, dusted off his pants, and walked toward the RV.

After taking a couple of steps, he turned back to look at Lu Yu, waved his hand, and gestured for him to continue resting.

After Shen Yanzhou left, Lu Yu sat down on the folding chair.

The set was unusually quiet for a moment. The next few scenes were between Fan Siyao and Shen Yanzhou, so he had an hour to rest.

He took his phone out of his pocket and his finger instinctively tapped WeChat.

The chat window with Song Xijin was pinned to the top of the chat list, with two red dots next to her avatar indicating unread messages.

Lu Yu clicked on it.

Song Xijin sent two messages this morning.

He was filming at the time and had left his phone in the rest area.

"Isn't your drama less than a month away from wrapping up filming? When you come back to Beijing, I'll give you a proper welcome-back party."

"I've been too busy lately, and my dad's keeping an eye on me, so I probably can't come to see you."

Lu Yu opened the chat box and typed a reply.

He could roughly guess why Song Xijin couldn't come.

Song Xijin didn't answer his question in the car that day, not because he was unwilling, but because he needed time to communicate with his family.

His father is watching him now, which means communication has begun, but there are no results yet.

All Lu Yu could do was not put any extra pressure on Song Xijin.

"Yes, if all goes well, filming will wrap up at the end of the month."

The other side replied very quickly.

"Can't you just whine and act a little spoiled, making me feel obligated to see you?"

Then followed by a puffed-up little soybean emoji.

Lu Yu stared at the sentence.

behave in a spoiled manner?

Is she being petty?

This is not his style.

He has been used to taking everything on his own since he was a child. He gets up on his own when he falls down and doesn't cry when he's in pain.

In my past life, I grew up in an orphanage and had no one to cuddle with.

Having transmigrated into this life, I'm faced with a seriously ill mother hospitalized and an astronomical sum for surgery; I have no right to whine or act spoiled.

Only Song Xijin could say something like that.

Many times when Song Xijin spoke to herself, her tone sounded like she was being coquettish.

He just didn't realize it.

Song Xijin also knew that Lu Yu was not the type to say something like "you have to come."

I was just teasing him when I sent that message.

Lu Yulian realized that he had only spoken the words because Lu Yulian had forced him to say them in the voice message, and that Lu Yulian had to act cute and act spoiled, as if the sun had risen in the west.

Occasionally, Song Xijin would still hope that Lu Yu would tease him.

Complain a little, and be more possessive of him.

Song Xijin actually really liked that feeling of being cared for and needed.

Unfortunately, Lu Yu was a real taciturn person in this regard.

But it doesn't matter.

He knew that Lu Yu had feelings for him.

Even if someone doesn't know how to act cute or throw tantrums, that person still cares about them in their own way.

Lu Yu didn't reply to him, but he wasn't angry.

He leaned back in his leather chair in the office, glanced at the gray-blue sky of Beijing outside the window, and sent another message.

I'll call you tonight.

This time, Lu Yu replied immediately.

"it is good"

After a while, he added another sentence.

I finish filming at 7 PM tonight.

When Song Xijin saw this message, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"I might be a little late tonight, probably no later than 10 pm."

Song Xijin put away her phone with satisfaction, stood up from her office chair, and prepared to go home to change her clothes.

Tonight is the Tan family's welcome banquet, and he will be attending on behalf of the Song family.

Back home, Song Xijin changed into a black velvet evening suit, perfectly tailored, exuding a noble, understated elegance.

He wore a minimalist white silk shirt underneath, his tie was neatly tied, and his cufflinks were a pair of understated white gold square buttons with subtle patterns.

He was wearing a black alligator leather watch on his wrist.

This outfit isn't flashy, and every detail can withstand the most discerning eye.

The only son of the Song family never makes a mistake in such situations.

Song Xijin straightened her collar in front of the mirror and looked at her face.

He took out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Lu Yu.

"I'm going to a banquet. You just wait for me."

She dressed up so carefully; it would be a shame not to show it to Lu Yu.

After sending the message, Song Xijin suddenly thought of Tan Yanshan.

I don't know why the Tan family is making such a big fuss.

He just came back from abroad, and they even booked the entire hotel for a welcome banquet.

Tan Yanshan is the eldest son of the Tan family's eldest branch, and his status in the family is indeed not low, but the grand display always made him feel that it was a bit deliberate.

Never mind, let's just do it to give Tan Yao face.

Upon arriving at the banquet hall entrance, the doorman opened the car door for Song Xijin.

Tonight, the Tan family has booked the entire Mandarin Oriental. The hotel's white exterior is illuminated by the lights, and a long red carpet is laid out at the entrance.

Both sides were filled with flower baskets and media interview areas.

All the attendees were prominent figures in Beijing, including people from both the political and business spheres, as well as several currently popular celebrities.

The spotlights were flashing like at a film festival.

Song Xijin glanced at the parking lot, where a whole row of luxury cars were parked.

The Tan family really went all out this time.