The Nutrition is Too Good - Chap 3
After a week of releasing the official photos, Zhong Yi officially joined the crew.
On the morning of his arrival, he was delighted to receive his golden chariot for this drama – a red and black wheelchair with its own cushion, which could also be folded.
With his long legs cramped in this small wheelchair, Zhong Yi felt a bit uncomfortable, but he still sat in the wheelchair and let the makeup artist do his makeup. He also took some interest in studying the footrests underneath for a while.
Finally, he discovered that the footrests were not adjustable, and Zhong Yi nearly flipped over along with the wheelchair.
The room was in chaos as everyone rushed to help him up, and his assistant Xu Youyou, quickly handed him the script.
“Brother Zhong, just now, Xiao Fang from the props team subtly hinted something to me.”
Xu Youyou hesitated and said, “There’s currently only one wheelchair, and even the rust and scratches on it are intentionally created by the props team to make it look old. So, please be more careful when fooling around with it…”
Zhong Yi clicked his tongue and reluctantly withdrew his hand, feeling a bit unsatisfied.
While getting his makeup done, Zhong Yi also skimmed through the script and roughly went through today’s scenes. The scenes weren’t too difficult, but he felt that his wheelchair driving skills were lacking a bit.
Therefore, in order to improve, Zhong Yi insisted on relying on his own physical strength and manually glided to the set throughout the whole process.
He glides ahead with a lightening speed, enjoying himself; Xu Youyou could only follow behind, carrying big and small bags, feeling dispirited.
She had been Zhong Yi’s assistant for six years, accompanying him from his debut to stardom to numerous awards. She could only sigh in her heart about his consistently outrageous and unpredictable temperament.
Just as Zhong Yi drifted and turned, he immediately slammed on the brakes.
Rong Mian sat upright on a small stool, his hands resting flat on his knees, his face gently tilted upward.
The makeup artist was holding a makeup sponge dipped in oil paint, applying it to his neck to create scratches.
Standing to the right of Rong Mian was a tall young girl, likely his assistant, but she didn’t seem too smart. She was hugging a bucket of Nongfu Spring1water and chugging it down.
Rong Mian heard a sound and turned his face slightly.
His gaze subtly crossed paths with Zhong Yi’s in the air. Due to for convenience of applying makeup, Zhong Yi noticed that Rong Mian’s collar was slightly open, revealing a small patch of fair skin.
Zhong Yi paused for a moment, turned his face, averted his gaze, and continued gliding forward.
Xu Youyou, who had been running behind, finally caught up with him. She grabbed onto the wheelchair’s armrests, took a few steps, but couldn’t help but glance back.
Aren’t you going to say hello?
Xu Youyou was a bit puzzled. Although this person was a newcomer, there was no need to be overly polite. But Zhong Yi was definitely not the type to ignore his fellow actors and act like a diva in daily life…
Suddenly, Zhong Yi came to a halt, and Xu Youyou stopped in her tracks, feeling alarmed.
“Youyou.”
After a moment, Zhong Yi said, “Push me for a while, my hands are tired.”
Xu Youyou responded with a stunned expression.
It wasn’t until Xu Youyou, panting, pushed the 197-centimeter-tall, 70-kilogram Zhong Yi to the set and watched him leap off the wheelchair happily to start examining the props in the set…
She then remembered that this person’s legs were not broken at all.
The first scene was an interrogation scene.
In crime investigation web dramas, scenes like this were crucial. They required the presentation of many details for the emotions and content to be conveyed, allowing the audience to explore and discuss.
Because the makeup process took a long time, Rong Mian arrived a little later than Zhong Yi. Looking through the window, Zhong Yi saw him holding the script, lowering his gaze, and exchanging a few brief words with Liu Yuanfeng.
Liu Yuanfeng has always been an easy-going and amiable person, but I don’t know if it’s just an illusion from Zhong Yi. When he was rehearsing with Rong Mian, his gaze was glued to the script the whole time, and his expression was slightly stiff.
It’s as if he… was someone that he didn’t dare to look directly at.
Before Zhong Yi had a chance to think more about it, Rong Mian pushed open the door and walked into the room.
This scene doesn’t have many lines; the main challenge lies in the subtle facial expressions. It’s a high school campus poisoning case, and Zhong Yi plays the role of a detective interrogating the suspect.
The suspect is a quiet high school student portrayed by Rong Mian, who was one of the three victims of long-term bullying at school.
Liu Yuanfeng is the one who excels at capturing the beauty of this kind of performance.
The ceiling fan is covered in dusty brown grime. When it spins, it makes a dry creaking sound, as if it’s not early spring but a humid late summer.
The lighting is also carefully done. Shadows create a distinct boundary on the wooden table, with Zhong Yi, dressed in dark police uniform, sitting in the light, and Rong Mian, wearing a white high school summer uniform, sitting in the darkness.
Zhong Yi’s facial features are bold and intense, and he has a somewhat rebellious personality. When he smiles, his eyes and eyebrows radiate a sense of recklessness and flamboyance.
Even though he can’t stand on his own two legs, sitting in a wheelchair, he remains calm and composed, as if the wheelchair is just a temporary seat for him to rest on.
This is the feeling that Liu Yuanfeng wants to capture.
Zhong Yi casually tapped the table and said, “Tell me about your interactions with the victim, young student.”
Rong Mian lifted his eyes and calmly locked gazes with Zhong Yi.
“The first time was in the cafeteria. They poured my food on the floor, stomped on it, and then put it back on my plate, asking me to eat it.”
Rong Mian said, “The second time was in the third-floor restroom. They held my head underwater in the sink for about thirty minutes.”
“…The twenty-fourth time, which was two days ago, they beat me up in the equipment room. While trying to avoid them, my head hit the corner of a cabinet.”
He calmly recounted, “I bled a lot, and my head was dizzy, so in the afternoon, I went to the school clinic and missed two chemistry classes.”
He pointed to his neck and cheek. Due to his fair skin, the scabbed abrasions appeared a horrifying dark red.
“That day, there were officials from the Education Bureau observing the classes.”
Rong Mian pondered for a moment and added, “So the school arranged two lab sessions, which I missed.”
The air grew still, and his tone became slightly heavier than before. His eyelashes drooped lightly, as if he genuinely felt regretful about the matter.
“—These are all the interactions I had with them. Is this information enough?”
After a moment, Rong Mian raised his head, his pupils clean and bright. He asked Zhong Yi earnestly, “Officer?”
Zhong Yi paused imperceptibly for a second before continuing with his words.
This kind of innocent and pure face, yet with clear and penetrating eyes, captured the feeling of cutting straight to the heart too well.
He thought to himself that Liu Yuanfeng, this chubby guy, really knows how to choose his actors.
With Zhong Yi’s wide social connections, over the past couple of years, whether it was for a purpose or just to have a genuine soulful conversation, most of the people he encountered were of this clean and beautiful age, both male and female.
However, most of them used more subtle hints. Zhong Yi had never encountered someone who claimed to showcase their talent but immediately went to unzip his pants.
This was no longer an implication; it was directly showing their ambition on their face.
Of course, Zhong Yi firmly refused it that night. He decisively grabbed Rong Mian’s wrist to stop his actions, turned around, and left. He didn’t give this morally questionable young man any chance from start to finish.
However, even now, Zhong Yi still vividly remembers the expression on Rong Mian’s face at that moment. It was calm, as if undressing in front of someone was something he had grown accustomed to, even to the point of indifference.
He was good-looking, young, and had potential. With some adjustment for his eating disorder, he would surely succeed, even if this current play didn’t become a hit. Just a few more years of perseverance, and he would surely achieve fame.
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When Liu Yuanfeng happily called “pass” at that moment, Zhong Yi couldn’t help but feel a little sad.
Why did it have to be this way, narrowing down the path, becoming someone who would drop their pants at the sight of others?
The author has something to say:
#Zhong1, the King of Imagination#
Footnotes
Nongfu spring : It’s a brand of mineral water in China.
