The Nutrition is Too Good - Chap 11.2
A relatively easy scene dragged on from morning until one o’clock in the afternoon, and the problem was not with Rong Mian but with the actor in front of him, named Shi Cheng, who had just joined the crew.
Rong Mian didn’t know as much about the people in this industry as Kong Sandou did, but he could tell the quality of acting from bad.
To describe it, Shi Cheng was like a freshwater fish that insisted on flopping around in the sea. He didn’t fit in, could never get into character or the right state, and in the end, could only be stranded on a dried-up beach, floundering aimlessly.
“Director, I’m sorry.”
Shi Cheng scratched his head. “Can I have a little more time to find my state?”
Shi Cheng had a fairly decent face and was tall. He had the appearance of a sunny, outgoing boy. Rong Mian thought his eyes were attractive, with a slightly upward slant, and couldn’t help but take a second look.
But it seemed like he cared too much about his appearance in front of the camera. He applied a bit too much makeup on his face, and his acting was stiff and restrained, unable to let go. Occasionally, he would exert too much force. It was clear that he was a participant without much talent but insisted on pursuing this career.
However, Rong Mian didn’t care. He only focused on playing his own part.
The scene was very simple, to the point that Rong Mian didn’t even need to say anything. He just needed to be beaten.
Shi Cheng’s role was an innocent dead person, one of the victims in a poisoning case, the leader of the bullies who had been tormenting Rong Mian. The role as a whole was not challenging at all; they were currently shooting a flashback scene.
Specifically, it was a scene in the laboratory where the bullies pushed and bullied Rong Mian, and in the end, Rong Mian’s head hit the corner of the table. It was indeed a crucial scene, but it shouldn’t have taken up so much time.
When Rong Mian was pushed to the ground for the ninth time and attempted to get up, he felt his legs weaken slightly.
So, he leaned on the cushion with his hand, stumbled, and then managed to stand up again.
Shi Cheng’s acting was really disastrous. It could be said that his performance single-handedly silenced the entire movie. His expressions were rigid, his movements were off, and his lines were not delivered well. The entire crew had to go through it with him again and again.
Liu Yuanfeng also wore a mask of pain.
He could only wipe the sweat off his forehead and wave his hand, telling the people on set to take a break and relax for a while. He pulled Shi Cheng aside and had a chat with him.
Rong Mian and Kong Sandou found a corner and sat at a desk.
Even someone like Kong Sandou, who had little understanding of acting, could see how subtle Shi Cheng’s acting was.
She handed Rong Mian a cup of water and patted the dirt off his pants, sighing, “Wouldn’t it be better for Shi Cheng to sing honestly in the boy group? Why does he have to torture himself and others like this…”
Rong Mian didn’t know that Shi Cheng came from a boy group, but he thought what Kong Sandou said made a lot of sense.
After filming for a long time, he was extremely thirsty. He lowered his head and drank all the water in the bottle in one breath, startling Kong Sandou, who quickly went to get him a refill.
Rong Mian waited for a while, but Shi Cheng and Liu Yuanfeng hadn’t returned yet.
He started to feel bored.
When in a cat form, Rong Mian can do many things like grooming itself, playing with its own tail, or sneaking food from other cats’ bowls.
However, it seems that humans only have one solution when they are bored, which is to play with their phones.
Rong Mian adjusted his behavior to cautious mode on the set, so he slowly took out his phone and opened the fashion nail salon game that Kong Sandou had recommended to him a few days ago.
Just as he clumsily swiped the screen of his phone, applying shiny star-shaped sequins to the nails of his third customer, Rong Mian felt someone tap his shoulder.
Rong Mian looked up in confusion and met Zhong Yi’s gaze.
The man in front of him had a well-defined and handsome face, with sharp and elegant eyebrows and eyes, unlike Shi Cheng’s overly made-up and stiff appearance.
Acting against Zhong Yi was always a comfortable state of being guided. After enduring the torment of the morning, Rong Mian found himself strangely nostalgic.
Rong Mian remained silent for a while, so Zhong Yi’s gaze fell on his phone screen, and his expression subtly twisted.
“…I just came to confirm if you’re not having lunch,”
Zhong Yi tapped on the desk. “I happened to bring a chicken leg today. Whether you want to eat it or not, just don’t chase after me later and call me a liar.”
Then Zhong Yi watched as Rong Mian tilted his face upward, seemingly lost in thought while staring at him for a moment.
Then Rong Mian lowered his head, extended his hand, and slowly rubbed his own stomach.
“I want to eat,” he said.
Rong Mian spoke honestly, “I really love eating chicken legs, but I can’t because I haven’t finished filming yet.” Zhong Yi was taken aback for a moment. He thought that he had watched this kid’s scenes yesterday, and today’s scene weren’t difficult, so it shouldn’t be taking this long to shoot.
He looked across the street and happened to see Shi Cheng and Liu Yuanfeng returning after finishing their conversation. The makeup artist surrounded Shi Cheng, and Zhong Yi immediately understood what was going on.
He forgot about this incident.
He thought, he is fast enough entering the crew.
“That’s alright then.”
Zhong Yi stood up straight and said knowingly, “It’s not your fault.”
Based on Zhong Yi’s tone, Rong Mian could tell that he knew Shi Cheng from before.
Not only did Zhong Yi know him, but he could be considered one of the victims.
In a previous historical drama where Zhong Yi played the male lead, Shi Cheng portrayed the affectionate second male lead. Every time they acted together, Zhong Yi was exhausted, and the carefully built-up emotions were always ruined by him.
There was a scene in the rain where Shi Cheng couldn’t cry no matter what. Zhong Yi finally managed to guide him to force out a few crocodile tears. But just as the camera slowly zoomed out to wrap up the scene, this guy instinctively wiped his nose, giving the director a heart attack on the spot.
When asked why he had to wipe his nose at that moment, he said he couldn’t hold back and was afraid his fans wouldn’t be able to accept the sight of his runny nose.
Zhong Yi usually has a cheerful and friendly personality, getting along well with everyone. However, he can also be sharp-tongued, and if provoked, he can effortlessly dismantle the other person’s family background with a smile on his face.
This is not just a matter of acting skills but also a question of professional attitude that Zhong Yi cannot tolerate. He started making sarcastic comments on set, giving Shi Cheng a humiliating dressing down, leaving him with a pale face.
Shi Cheng’s team later learned their lesson and perhaps realized that his acting skills were beyond redemption. Now they just let him take on some small roles in potential dramas during group activities, hoping to see if he can improve his reputation once one of those dramas becomes a hit.
This role aligns well with his own personality, and the difficulty is not high. The important thing is that there is no direct interaction between Shi Cheng and Zhong Yi, which his team fought for a long time.
“But after all, he is Shi Lianqing’s son.”
Kong Sandou, who came back with the water, started murmuring again in a low voice, “To be able to act like this, it’s somewhat unacceptable…”
Zhong Yi paused for a moment when he saw Rong Mian’s figure.
He didn’t think much about it, just took Rong Mian’s script and asked how far they had progressed.
Although Rong Mian was a bit cunning, Zhong Yi initially had a contradictory attitude towards him, both resenting him for not living up to his potential and appreciating his natural talent and understanding of acting.
But for someone like Shi Cheng, even teaching him step by step and marking the angle of his smile wouldn’t work. It’s estimated that he would need a new soul or a fresh start in another life to be competent.
Liu Yuanfeng was ready to continue shooting, so Rong Mian got up and walked towards the pre-prepared scene. Zhong Yi pondered for a while and remembered that he had promised to help, so he followed along.
Shi Cheng truly despised Zhong Yi. When he saw him approaching, his expression immediately turned sour, but he forced himself to say, “Hello, Zhong Ge.”
Zhong Yi replied with a forced smile, “Long time no see.”
He continued, “I’ll just watch your performance.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Yi stood next to them without moving or saying anything.
Although he didn’t have a strong presence, he exuded a strong sense of pressure, leaving Shi Cheng unable to express his grievances.
Rong Mian stared at Shi Cheng’s face for a while, then suddenly said, “If you can’t reach the desired emotional level, you can push me a little harder, it’s okay.”
Zhong Yi instinctively frowned, and Shi Cheng was momentarily stunned before hesitantly saying, “Okay.”
This scene initially went somewhat smoothly, barely passable.
However, perhaps due to nervousness, Shi Cheng directly forgot a crucial line in the middle, making a major and embarrassing mistake.
Rong Mian knew that this scene was definitely ruined.
He was about to speak up, but Shi Cheng on the opposite side was too nervous. He didn’t even realize his mistake and continued to perform on his own.
So he directly reached out and forcefully pushed Rong Mian.
Shi Cheng followed Rong Mian’s instructions, giving a strong push this time, causing Rong Mian, who was caught off guard, to stumble.
Rong Mian’s pupils shrank.
Caught off guard, he stumbled backward, unable to calculate the angle of his landing properly, and ended up colliding with the corner of a desk behind him.
As a cat, he could jump down from a two-meter-high cabinet and land steadily, but as a human, he didn’t possess the same level of agility and coordination.
The desk corner was within arm’s reach, and Rong Mian was a bit afraid of pain, so he closed his eyes.
San Dou would definitely cry, hopefully, it wouldn’t delay the progress of the crew.
Rong Mian thought sadly, ‘I haven’t even had my crispy chicken leg yet…’
However, the next second, Rong Mian fell into a warm embrace with a hint of citrus scent.
Zhong Yi’s face didn’t look good.
In a protective posture, he used his hand to block the desk corner, using the back of his hand as a cushion, firmly protecting the boy’s face.
Rong Mian’s head was protected, and he safely landed on the soft cushion on the ground. At the same time, Zhong Yi’s back of the hand was heavily pressed against the sharp desk corner, making a dull thud.
Shi Cheng’s face turned pale, and Rong Mian’s pupils shrank.