Chapter 220
Under the camera, Wu Chen was trying to get into character while eating the fried noodles. As the first bite of fried noodles entered his mouth, Wu Chen’s eyes lit up, and he almost couldn’t hold back his exclamation.
These… these fried noodles are just too delicious!!
The chewy, flavorful rice noodles in his mouth were filled with an irresistible aroma, and Wu Chen felt his taste buds suddenly come alive!
No exaggeration, these fried noodles were so good it almost felt like his soul was leaving his body!
One more bite!
This is so damn good!!
A third bite!
I must have another bite!
…
Wu Chen couldn’t stop himself from savoring the noodles.
“Click click click!”
Director Wen furrowed his brows.
“Wu Chen, what’s going on? You’re just eating, where’s your line?”
“This is such a simple scene, and you messed it up? Are you playing around?”
Wu Chen, who had been lost in the ecstasy of eating noodles, was snapped back to reality by Director Wen’s shout.
“Ah! Director Wen, sorry, sorry, I’ll do it again!”
Director Wen shot Wu Chen a glare, crossed his legs, and didn’t say anything else.
Wu Chen, noticing the fried noodles were half-eaten, grabbed his chopsticks and fluffed the remaining noodles to make it look like a full serving.
He calmed himself down and swallowed.
He mentally reminded himself.
Focus, focus.
No more mistakes!
Director Wen: “321, prepare! Action!”
Wu Chen started eating the noodles.
Bite after bite.
Remember your lines, remember your lines!
Wu Chen had a small voice inside him calling.
But at the same time, another voice was yelling, “Eat the noodles, one more bite, they’re so delicious!”
In the end, the second voice won. The fried noodles were quickly finished!
“Damn! Click click click!”
Director Wen’s face darkened.
“Wu Chen, have you never eaten fried noodles before? You’re just eating, not saying your lines!”
“This is such an easy scene, and you’ve messed it up twice, what’s going on? Showing off your celebrity status? Do you think you’re a big shot now?”
“Do you even want to keep acting?”
Director Wen was furious.
The set went quiet. Everyone turned to look at Wu Chen. They were all wondering what had happened to this normally excellent actor.
Could it be that he was just hungry?
It was just a portion of fried rice noodles, it couldn’t be that bad, right?
Wu Chen looked at the empty food container with shame, unable to resist again!
He looked apologetically at Director Wen, having never messed up like this before.
“Director Wen, it’s my fault, I’m sorry to everyone! I’m really sorry!”
“It’s not your fault, is it my fault then?”
Director Wen, seeing Wu Chen’s sincere attitude, waved his hand.
“Let’s do it again.”
He gave him a third chance.
Assistant Director Chen Dong noticed that Wu Chen had already finished the fried noodles, and it seemed like he had eaten them clean. He couldn’t help but twitch his mouth and helplessly went to Lu Qin to ask him to fry another portion.
There was no other choice, so Lu Qin went over and fried a new portion. The fresh serving of fried noodles was placed in Wu Chen’s hands, the golden noodles mixed with ham, lean meat, and eggs, continuously stimulating Wu Chen’s taste buds.
Wu Chen couldn’t help but swallow and felt unable to resist. It smelled so good.
How on earth were these noodles cooked? The wok’s fragrance wafted out, tempting Wu Chen’s cravings to dance with joy.
Some things were beyond Wu Chen’s control.
Meanwhile, Director Wen impatiently called, “Actors in place, prepare 321, Action!”
Wu Chen composed himself, ready to eat the noodles again. After two bites, Wu Chen once again forgot to say his lines, mindlessly savoring the fried noodles.
Director Wen, unable to hold it in any longer, shouted from the sidelines.
“Wu Chen, your lines! Your lines!”
Wu Chen, chewing on the fried noodles, opened his mouth and immediately exclaimed, “Mmm… delicious!”
“…”
“Click click click!”
Director Wen couldn’t take it anymore. He quickly stood up from his chair, grabbed his script, and walked over in a hurry.
“Wu Chen!!!”
“Do you realize you’re wasting the entire crew’s time? The losses will be deducted from your pay!”
Director Wen pointed at Wu Chen’s nose and yelled. The other actors watched the drama unfold, with some veteran actors shaking their heads, lamenting how unprofessional today’s young actors were.
Wu Chen broke into a cold sweat.
Damn, why is this scene about eating so difficult?
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he explained to Director Wen.
“Director Wen, it’s not my fault, it’s this fried noodles!!”
Director Wen: “?”
Chen Dong: “??”
The crew members: “???”
Lu Qin: “????”
The father of Luoshen stayed silent, while Zhen Ji’s father looked speechless.
“Why does the fried noodles even matter?”
But everyone still looked at Lu Qin in confusion.
Lu Qin thought to himself, I kindly provided a prop, and now you’re blaming my fried noodles for your bad acting!
Are you blaming the Earth’s gravity for your inability to poop?
At this point, even the fried noodles seemed to need a disclaimer–”I should have burned in the pot earlier.”
Director Wen was fuming and snatched the fried noodles from Wu Chen’s hand.
“Ha, you think I’ll believe such a weak excuse?”
Wu Chen desperately tried to explain, “Really, Director Wen, you have to believe me! These fried noodles really have a problem!”
“I believe your nonsense!”
One of the veteran actors, Zhai Lin, couldn’t stand it anymore. Although many viewers might not recognize his name, some of the characters he played had left a deep impression. He usually couldn’t stand these clueless young actors.
Not only were they unprofessional, but now they were blaming the props too. He should take them to a class on “acting with props”!
Zhai Lin had acted for more than 20 years and always treated his work seriously. He never brought a script to the set, all his lines and his co-actors’ lines were memorized by heart, ready to be delivered at any time.
“Young people have no responsibility. When something goes wrong, they shirk responsibility and blame a serving of fried noodles. It’s ridiculous!”
“Director Wen, let me demonstrate for him!”
Director Wen glanced at Zhai Lin and nodded, stepping aside. He admired Zhai Lin and decided to let him take over.
Zhai Lin took the fried noodles with confidence. “Watch closely, this is how it’s done!”
Wu Chen: “Th-that fried noodles, I already ate it.”
Zhai Lin chuckled, “What’s the big deal? Back in the day when conditions were tough on set, we ate stale food and still performed perfectly.”
This is what being an actor is all about!
Wu Chen: “…”
Actually, he still wanted to finish the remaining fried noodles.
Director Wen casually called “Action” and let Zhai Lin start his performance. Zhai Lin’s expression became serious as he got into character. He took a bite of the fried noodles, and the wonderful taste exploded on his taste buds. His expression changed instantly.
These fried noodles!
How… how are they so good?
Zhai Lin’s expression changed, and then, just like Wu Chen before, he couldn’t stop himself and ate several more bites!
The moment he did this, a cold sweat broke out on his back!
Damn!
He messed up!
He also forgot to say his lines!
In just a few seconds, his entire attention had shifted to the deliciousness of the fried noodles!
This!
These fried noodles must be cursed!