Top Dupe CH 062 One-Handed Handstand Part 1

At this point, Jiang Muxing's scenes had already been reshot, and the director had also reshot scenes for Mick and Li Shengyu. 

Finally, He Mu was called for reshoots. He originally thought it would take a long time, but to his surprise, it only took two shots to finish, which made him feel that the so-called reshoots were just a formality. He couldn't help but ask, "Director, are you sure my footage is enough for editing?"

Xu Mu smiled and said, "Don’t worry, it’s more than enough."

After He Mu left, the assistant director beside him said with concern, "If we don’t leave enough footage of He Mu, he might cause trouble over there."

Xu Mu sighed deeply, "Weren't there enough shots of him before? Has the viewership improved? The audience is already tired of him... Our show isn’t just for his fans, is it?"

"That’s true... We need some fresh faces and things, otherwise..."

Moreover, He Mu’s fans were very difficult to please. They had invited several popular celebrities who were unwilling to come, worried about He Mu's fans causing trouble or He Mu creating troublesome trending topics.

When the reshoots were over, it was lunchtime. 

Since there was still filming in the afternoon, the crew didn’t have time to take them out for a meal and instead ordered business lunch boxes. 

Xu Mu specially went to find Gu Xiaowei to apologize for the inconvenience. At this time, Gu Xiaowei and Luo Yu were sitting on small plastic stools with their lunch boxes on a small folding table.

"En, I didn’t expect this simple meal to be quite good. The chicken chop is flavorful, and the shrimp is pretty tasty," Luo Yu said.

"It’s not bad," Gu Xiaowei replied.

"Maybe it’s because you’re here, so they upgraded my treatment? Hahaha," Luo Yu said with a grin, looking at Gu Xiaowei.

"Then I’ll go thank the director later."

As Gu Xiaowei spoke, he opened a small round plastic box and poured its contents over the fried egg in Luo Yu's lunch box.

Seeing this, Xu Mu suddenly felt grateful towards the two of them. When He Mu signed on as a regular, one of the conditions was to meet his needs in terms of food and accommodation. The costs were minor, but He Mu kept complaining to his agent about the taste of the lunch, the inconvenience of maintaining his figure, and other issues, causing the logistics manager to lose their hair. Eventually, He Mu had to hire a personal chef to resolve the issue, with the crew covering the expenses.

Today, He Mu’s personal meals were also very lavish—four dishes and a soup. He had asked his assistant to call Liu Songtao and Mick to join him, but after seeing that other staff members, including Gu Xiaowei, were eating the crew’s ordered meals, they decided not to go.

He Mu looked once more at Gu Xiaowei, who was sitting with Luo Yu, eating and talking, and suddenly realized that his proud personal meals were actually a form of special treatment.

This wouldn’t do.

He Mu tugged at his assistant and whispered, "Can you invite the director, assistant director, and the head of the camera crew to join us for a meal?"

The assistant had already felt this should've been the way but didn’t dare speak up before. "Okay, I’ll ask."

However, they had already finished eating and had even sorted out the trash.

The director shouted through a megaphone, "Everyone, finish your meals quickly and rest up! We’ll start shooting at 2:30 this afternoon!"

Luo Yu glanced at the time; it was just past one, so the director was quite considerate.

Gu Xiaowei stood up, patted his shoulder, and said, "Let’s go, get some rest in the car."

"En."

Sister Cui regretted again, "President Jiang actually allocated a significant amount of money for us. After this episode airs, let’s buy you a nanny car."

Luo Yu looked back, "Huh? A nanny car? What about my little polo? I just finished paying off the loan."

"Buy it. 'Counterattack' is about to air. It’ll be too late to buy one later," Gu Xiaowei said.

The two of them got into Sister Cui’s car, and she turned on some heat.

Luo Yu covered himself with a thin blanket, while Gu Xiaowei sat next to him, resting with his eyes closed.

"Actually, I think a nanny car is of no use... If it’s for convenience, I sleep well and can fall asleep in Sister Cui’s car."

Luo Yu was apprehensive about the nanny car because he had been in a similar vehicle when he died in his previous life.

"Some things you can’t do in Sister Cui’s car," Gu Xiaowei said softly with his eyes still closed.

Luo Yu, still not sleepy, nudged Gu Xiaowei with his elbow, "What do you need a nanny car for?"

The next moment, Gu Xiaowei’s hand reached over and pressed Luo Yu’s head down onto his lap.

"Gu..." Luo Yu didn’t have time to call out before his face was pressed down. He quickly propped himself up, almost crashing into a very frightening place.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yu whispered.

Gu Xiaowei’s hand remained on the back of Luo Yu’s head, and his gaze from above gave Luo Yu a strong sense of oppression for the first time.

It felt like there was something he had always wanted to do, something he had been enduring, needing just a chance to break that tension and not stop until he achieved his goal.

“Weren’t you asking me what kind of matters require a nanny car? I’m telling you now, or don’t you understand?” Gu Xiaowei tilted his face slightly.

Luo Yu looked at the other’s deep, inscrutable eyes, which seemed to hint at something. It was as if the blood in his veins surged instantly to the forehead, the pulse throbbed, and something from the deepest recesses of thought struggled to emerge. Once it saw the light of day, it would run wild and be uncontrollable.

Feeling guilty and awkward, Luo Yu quickly suppressed those thoughts. Gu Xiaowei was always a helpful junior brother, the person he could never harbor such thoughts about.

"I’m single," Luo Yu said, tapping Gu Xiaowei’s hand to indicate that he should stop pressing him.

Gu Xiaowei’s hand then supported Luo Yu’s chin, lifting him up, and he continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Luo Yu leaned back, touching his chin, feeling as if Gu Xiaowei was teasing him?

Wait, something’s wrong—Gu Xiaowei’s previous posture was too discordant!

"Hey! What were you trying to do just now?" Luo Yu asked, frowning and pushing Gu Xiaowei.

The other’s head slightly swayed, but his eyes remained closed.

"Even if you haven’t seen a pig run, you should have heard of it."

Luo Yu’s heart felt as if it had been tickled. Did Gu Xiaowei really hint at something?

"Have you seen a pig run?" Luo Yu asked.

"Yes."

"When did you see it?"

Gu Xiaowei finally slowly opened his eyes and looked at Luo Yu. The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and his deep, dark eyes seemed to pull out all of Luo Yu’s wicked thoughts.

"The most recent time was in a dream."

In a dream? Gu Xiaowei’s most recent sleep was last night with Luo Yu.

Could it have been last night?

This guy fell asleep earlier than him!

Gu Xiaowei’s smile grew more pronounced and mischievous, as if waiting for him to ask about that dream.

"You win. I’m going to sleep."

"Next time, if you don’t have the courage to go all out, don’t provoke me," Gu Xiaowei said.

"Teacher Gu, I don’t even remember how we went from talking about a nanny car to provoking each other."

Those small emotions that had emerged earlier finally subsided. Looking at Gu Xiaowei again, Luo Yu felt much more at ease.

But since he decided to develop well in this industry, a nanny car was still necessary, so he would have to choose a good one.

Thinking about this, Luo Yu started feeling drowsy and fell asleep in less than three minutes.

In this small space, the only sounds were the air conditioning and Luo Yu’s breathing.

He lay with his head tilted, leaning against the car window, with most of his face turned into the gap between the seat back and the window, so from Gu Xiaowei’s perspective, only his neck was visible.

Fair and slender... presenting the most vulnerable part in front of Gu Xiaowei without a hint of awareness of danger.

Gu Xiaowei gradually moved closer to that patch of white, but he didn’t touch him. Instead, he pressed against his collar.

When it was 2:15, Sister Cui came to wake Luo Yu. As she approached the car window, she suddenly didn’t know how to make a sound.

Inside the car, Luo Yu was sleeping soundly against the window, and Gu Xiaowei was leaning on him, his head resting on Luo Yu’s shoulder. At that moment, Sister Cui felt a sense that Gu Xiaowei was very dependent on Luo Yu.

But they still needed to walk from the parking lot to the shooting location.

Even though Sister Cui was reluctant, she had to disturb the warm scene of the two leaning together. She gently knocked on the glass window next to Luo Yu.

Luo Yu rubbed his eyes, realizing he had slept very deeply. Then he felt the pressure on his shoulder and turned his face to see Gu Xiaowei’s sleeping face.

Quiet, completely at ease next to him.

Luo Yu suddenly felt reluctant to wake him. But just as he touched Gu Xiaowei’s face with his hand, the other woke up.

"Is it time?"

Probably because of the air conditioning, Gu Xiaowei’s voice was low and hoarse. Luo Yu could feel the air in his ears gently vibrating, instantly bringing back thoughts of their conversation before the nap.

What was he like when he was aroused?

The window was knocked again, and Luo Yu finally snapped back to reality.

“Yes, it's time. If you're still tired, you can sleep a little longer here,” Luo Yu said.

“No, thanks. I slept quite soundly just now. If I sleep any more, I’ll have trouble sleeping tonight.”

Gu Xiaowei opened the car door and walked out.

They returned to the filming location. The prop team worked very quickly, filling the site with boxes, forming a huge grid of three colors—pink, blue, and black.

Director Xu Mu answered a phone call, made several promises, and then turned to the assistant director and the head of the photography team, saying, “The leadership from the station will be passing by this afternoon and wants to check on the situation.”

“Are they worried about the show's ratings continuing to decline?”

“There’s another reason. Gu Xiaowei is here, right? He set the record for our station's self-produced drama ratings last year. The station leaders might have a project they want to discuss with him.”

“That makes sense. With the impact of the internet, the pressure on TV stations is huge,” the assistant director said, tilting his head. “Is it the weekly drama related to Olympic champions?”

The Olympics will be held this summer, and to reflect the Olympic atmosphere, the station has planned a series of weekly dramas themed around Olympic champions.

Each episode is a standalone unit, depicting the growth process of an Olympic champion.

But there’s a difficulty with such dramas: casting actors. The actors need to have physiques close to athletes, not just paper-thin, and they must have athletic ability; otherwise, they’d need doubles for training scenes, which would be criticized by the audience. This reduces the pool of available actors.

“We’ve already prepared the table tennis and badminton events. I wonder which event they want Gu Xiaowei to film. And isn’t Gu Xiaowei about to join the ‘Beast and Rose’ crew?” the assistant director said.

“Probably to confirm the schedule after ‘Beast and Rose.’ But even if the schedule doesn’t work out, there are other people to choose from, right?” Xu Mu said with a smile.

The head of the photography team suddenly realized, “But wasn’t it said... He Mu? He’s very handsome, but he lacks that... determination to go all out. There’s a high chance he’ll be mocked online, and it could seriously affect the station's reputation.”

The assistant director rolled his eyes at him. “What we meant was, apart from Gu Xiaowei, isn’t that other person also quite good? Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs—can run, jump, and even scale walls!”

The head of the photography team looked over. Luo Yu was half-jokingly carrying Jiang Muxing and spinning around. He suddenly understood, “Oh—”

After a short rest at noon, the guests, who had been exhausted in the morning, had recovered quite a bit.

He Mu looked at Luo Yu, who was chatting and laughing not far away, and told himself that he had to perform well in this round of the game, manage his emotions, and be friendly with his teammates.

The recording began, and Deer and Dingdang announced the game rules.

Dingdang said, “Everyone, behind us is a huge checkerboard, each square of a different color. Pink squares represent safety, blue squares mean you must move back one step. As for the black squares—opening them will reveal additional tasks. If you complete the task, you can move forward three steps as a reward. If you fail, you move back three steps. Empty squares mean the path is blocked.”

“As for how many steps you can move each time, it will be decided by your teammates. Each team has three people, one responsible for shooting baskets,” Deer pointed to two basketball shooting machines not far away. “After making ten baskets, the second team member can roll the dice! Whatever number comes up, the last person standing on the checkerboard can move according to the number on the dice. The first person to reach the opposite side from the starting point wins.”

Everyone looked at each other.