C208 Cold

Since Qiao Lin did not listen to him, Qin Lang turned his gaze to the director, "Director, the hot spring pool will emit steam. Look at the cold surface of the pool, it doesn't look like a hot spring pool at all."

"You can add a special effect later on if there's no heat, and I've just sent for hot water. It won't be hot when the water's replaced, but as long as we film it fast, it shouldn't be that cold, so don't worry so much." The director looked at Qin Lang with a puzzled expression. "Also, I'm not asking you to go into the water. Why are you so excited?"

"I..." Qin Lang was so agitated by the director's last sentence that he almost couldn't hold it in anymore.

How could he not be excited? How could he not be worried if his darling went into the cold water?

"Alright, Qin Lang, go and change your costume first. Qiao Lin, you should also go back to the dressing room and let the makeup artist paint a scar on your body. Remember to remind him that his position must be the same as the place where you were injured by the main character. It's six o'clock now, and the shoot will start at seven-thirty sharp."

That was what the director had called them for, and they went back to the dressing room.

The staff had already placed their dinner in the dressing room.

"Meng Lang, you're the one who put on the special effects and makeup, right? The director said that he's going to film me bathing in the hot spring pool while I'm recuperating in Golden Plume Manor." Qiao Lin covered his left chest near his heart, "When I was beaten to death by the male lead, his sword stabbed me here."

Meng Lang nodded with the lunchbox in his hand, "I know. Let's eat first. Scar makeup is the simplest of all special effects. It won't take long. You have to know that I'm better at special effects than ordinary styling. I learned this before I decided to enter the industry."

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you." Qiao Lin sat down at the other dressing table to eat first.

More than ten minutes later, just as Qiao Lin put down his chopsticks, Meng Lang opened his makeup case and took out a palette, diluting a ball of gelatinous substance in it. Then, he divided the diluted gelatinous substance into a few small plastic plates and mixed in a few similar but still slightly different colors.

When he was done, he turned to look at Qiao Lin and raised his eyebrows at him, smiling maliciously, "Take off ~ clothes."

He spat out those three words word by word, as if he was deliberately saying it for Qin Lang to hear.

Although Qin Lang was frowning and looked unhappy, he did not say anything. Since he was going to draw a scar on Qiao Lin's body, he would definitely have to take off his clothes.

Qiao Lin obediently took off his clothes. Although the air conditioner was on in the dressing room, it was still cold to take off his shirt, especially when his back leaned against the back of the chair.

Qin Lang, who had been holding it in, quickly took his coat and draped it over his shoulders when he saw that he had taken off his clothes completely. "The makeup is only on the chest, not the entire body. Don't catch a cold."

Meng Lang looked at Qin Lang's nervous expression and could not help but laugh. Fortunately, Kong Qin was not here right now.

He took the small brush and dipped it into the diluted gelatinous substance on the plate, wanting to brush it on Qiao Lin's chest.

"Hey, if you brush it on like this, will it cause an allergic reaction to your skin?" Qin Lang had been an actor for a few years and had also put on a lot of special makeup. Since most of the materials were chemicals, it often caused allergies.

"Don't worry, I made this glue myself. The grade of the food is all made from animal skin. Unless Qiao Lin is naturally sensitive, he won't be so sensitive. You don't have to bring him back to my place to get rid of his makeup. You can go back to the hotel and soak him in hot water for a while." With that, Meng Lang used the brush to draw a finger-wide, three or four centimeters long mark on Qiao Lin's chest.

Other than the fact that it was a little cold, Qiao Lin did not feel any excitement at all.

In the past, when he was acting as a group actor, Qiao Lin had acted as many little demons. The special effect makeup that he had to put on was not as simple as a scar. Sometimes, he had to put on his entire face. It was not good to use the materials used by extras to put on makeup. Qiao Lin believed that those with rough skin and thick flesh would sometimes develop allergies and rashes.

Meng Lang painted layer after layer on Qiao Lin's chest and finally dried it with the wind. When he looked again, it was a realistic scar that had already scabbed over.

"Oh my god, it's so real." Qiao Lin lowered his head to look at the scar and felt as if he was hallucinating. It felt as if there was a dull pain there.

"It's almost seven o'clock. The two of you should change into your costumes and go to the filming location. I'll pack up and go over as well. I'm afraid that the scar will fall off if you stay in the water for too long." Meng Lang urged the two of them to leave while he quickly packed up the materials and tools that he needed and stuffed them into his small makeup bag.

Qin Lang and Qiao Lin went to the changing room next door. Meng Lang packed his things and went out with his makeup bag. Just as he walked through the hall and arrived at the backyard to see the camera, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He took out his cell phone to turn off the ringtone, in case he might disturb the filming.

There was an unread text message on his phone. It was from an unknown phone number.

He opened the text message and saw that there was only one photo inside. In the photo was the back of a man. He was not unfamiliar with this back. It was Luo Mi.

The photo must have been taken in the hotel room where their crew had been staying for the past few days. The person who had taken the photo of Luo Mi was lying on the hotel bed, revealing a bare leg.

Han Dong.

Since the filming for the evening had changed at the last minute, there were only scenes for Qin Lang and Qiao Lin, so many of the other actors returned to their hotels after dinner.

Meng Lang held his phone tightly as his expression turned ugly.

The photo must have been sent by Han Dong.

Was Luo Mi preparing to eat the Returning Grass?

Meng Lang stood there for a moment, put his phone back into his pocket, and walked towards the filming location.

By the side of the pool, the cold water had already been released. At this moment, a few staff members were holding basins and scooping hot water from the water truck into the pool.

Only by pouring all the hot water into the pool would the water not become cold during the process.

However, it was winter now, and when the filming started, Qiao Lin took off his clothes one by one on the shore and took off his white underpants under his costume. By then, there was only a little warmth left in the pool.

Although it was better than the bone-piercing cold water, his upper body, which was not soaked in the warm water, had goosebumps due to the cold wind.

Qiao Lin and Qin Lang followed the script and the director's instructions. After they finished rehearsing their lines, Qiao Lin quickly submerged his body into the water, causing the temperature of the water to drop even lower.

The staff at the shore had already prepared their clothes and were waiting for Qiao Lin to come ashore.

The weather was too cold, and since the latter part of the film would only be edited to the remaining few scenes, the director's expectations were not that high. It was just a small problem, but Qiao Lin soaked in the water for about a minute before he hurriedly called for someone to pull him up.

Qin Lang, who was standing at the side, immediately took a towel from the staff to dry Qiao Lin's body. He then used the long cotton shirt that was prepared by the production crew to wrap Qiao Lin's body tightly. He could feel that Qiao Lin's body was still trembling, so he took his coat from the assistant and put it on Qiao Lin.

"Let's go back to the hotel." Qin Lang did not care about what other work he had to do next and urged Qiao Lin to return to the hotel. He needed a hot bath now.

"I'll return the director's costume to the crew tomorrow." Qin Lang did not even have the time to change his costume before he accompanied Qiao Lin out of the filming location.

If not for the fact that there were still people watching behind him, he would have hugged Qiao Lin and rushed out of the filming location to the car.