CHAPTER 27: CHAPTER 27: HEH, WOMEN...

"Here you go, Foodie King. I got an extra box, plenty for you."

Ye Tong placed the three lunch boxes on the ground, sitting casually on the ground like Ji Ning, and instead of eating from the box, she pulled an apple out of her bag and took a bite.

The lunch box smelled delicious, with two meat dishes and one vegetable.

A sliver of satisfaction appeared on Ji Ning’s face as she lifted the lid and took a bite of the golden fried chicken leg inside.

Her pretty eyes squinted slightly, her face full of enjoyment.

Every time Ye Tong watched Ji Ning eat, she couldn’t help but eat half a bowl more herself.

Who could blame Ji Ning for being such an appetizing sight when she ate?

No matter if the food in front of Ji Ning was delicious or not, she always put up a great show, which made the cook happy, eager to show off more skills in the kitchen.

But for someone like her, who needed to maintain her figure, it was downright "sinful."

"Sister Ning, have you considered becoming a food streamer? I feel like if you did food streaming, you’d definitely attract a lot of fans."

Ji Ning quickly finished the first box, and as she opened the second, she asked, "What’s food streaming?"

"It’s live streaming while eating. Every time you eat, you start a live stream on the Star Entertainment Live app. You’ll surely attract lots of fans, get traffic and attention, and you might even snag ads and make money."

The more Ye Tong talked, the brighter her eyes became. If Sister Ning could become a food blogger, she might earn more than as an extra.

"Sister Ning, let’s discuss this with Tangtang when we get back. You might make more money than you do now."

Ji Ning looked up at her, skeptical.

Eating for others to see and getting paid for it?

How could there be such a good deal in the world?

"Hurry up and eat, Sister Ning, we don’t have any shoots in the afternoon, perfect to discuss this."

Ye Tong was determined to act swiftly, and as soon as Ji Ning took the last bite, she couldn’t wait to take Ji Ning to the nearest extras’ temporary rest room to remove her makeup.

The rest room had a changing room, not very big, allowing only two people to shower at the same time, requiring queuing.

Ye Tong had good relations among the extras, knowing quite a few people.

She took Ji Ning to the end of the line and coincidentally ran into an acquaintance.

With a broad smile, she approached to say hello: "Sister Meng, I heard you have three lines today?"

Sister Meng looked proud, raising her chin slightly, revealing a proud smile: "The director was generous, specially asked the scriptwriter to add a few lines."

Ye Tong congratulated her enviously: "Congratulations, congratulations, don’t forget about us if there’s a good opportunity in the future."

"Of course, of course."

Sister Meng smiled so broadly that even her makeup couldn’t hide the wrinkles on her face.

She looked old enough to be Ye Tong’s grandmother.

Ji Ning watched Ye Tong’s awkward smile and turned her head to the side.

No wonder she’s an actress, her expressions are seamless.

***

Changing room.

Steaming hot.

Through the sound of rushing water, Ye Tong’s "sour grape" muttering could be heard.

"Sister Ning, I’m telling you, Sister Meng gets her screen time because she’s been around a while and knows some directors..."

Ji Ning stood under the shower, rubbing the powder off her face, hearing this, she glanced at her.

Ha, women...

A few minutes later, Ye Tong changed her tone from whining to an excited scream: "Ah—the ’War God’ audition dates are finally confirmed. The first stop is Anhe City. I am going to the audition!"

Wasn’t this already known?

Ji Ning looked with disinterest at the white body spinning excitedly in front of her, holding a second-hand phone in a sealed bag, her voice excited and trembling: "Sister Ning, come and take a look, how close is my War God look to my idol’s?"

The woman on the screen wore a black military outfit with a metal sheen bullet belt slung across her, holding a black sniper rifle in a aiming pose.

Below her ear-length black hair, she sported two four-leaf clover-shaped silver earrings.

Her exquisite features exuded a cold elegance, thin lips lightly pursed, staring coldly ahead.

Her figure was good, but couldn’t compare to Ye Tong’s ample curves and prominent bustline.

"I heard Su Qiangwei will be a judge for the ’War God’ audition. Sister Ning, do I look like her?"

Ye Tong lifted her hands, mimicking a sniper’s shooting pose, expression quickly turning cold, her gaze instantly chilling.

Not long after, she seemed to transform into another person, cold from head to toe.

Her mannerism was quite like Su Qiangwei’s, yet lacked the killing intent in Su Qiangwei’s gaze.

Ji Ning calmly looked her over from head to toe, expressionless, she turned the hot water back on, "Pretty close."

"Really?" Ye Tong’s cold demeanor instantly shifted to a silly grin, eyes sparkling with a hint of foolishness.

Ji Ning closed her eyes under the stream, slightly nodding: "Mm."

"Do you think I’m a bit chubby? The books say idols were slender and under a hundred pounds in life. I’m just over a hundred now. Could it be..."

"No."

Ji Ning glanced down at the bit of flesh she had just started to gain, pursing her lips discontentedly.

Beauty under a hundred, always either flat or short.

If not for the chaotic era lacking clothes and food, which left her malnourished, who wouldn’t want to be 170, 36C?

***

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"What are you dawdling about in there? There’s a whole crowd waiting to shower."

A sharp female voice suddenly interrupted their chat.

The changing room door was pounded loudly.

Ye Tong’s expression changed, she frowned and muttered: "How unlucky, why did we run into her?"

Ji Ning turned off the water, asking: "Who is it?"

Ye Tong looked back at her, quickly grabbed the towel hanging nearby to dry herself.

"Sister Qing, a veteran extra at the film base, has a good relationship with Brother Tao. Better not clash with her if you want to stay on here."

Her face still bore red paint, blotched red and white, but she couldn’t be bothered, only wanting to open the door quickly.

Ji Ning reached out to grab her arm, "There’s still time."

"No, she’s domineering and has a sharp tongue, don’t show her respect, and we won’t get any good roles later."

Ye Tong thought of Lin Qing’s relationship with Li Tao and didn’t want any bad luck.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Are the people in there deaf or mute?"

Ye Tong shouted back: "Hey, coming!"

She turned around, only to find Ji Ning turning the hot water back on, leisurely showering.

"Sister Ning..."

Ye Tong’s brow furrowed, her face anxious.

The knocking outside felt like drumming in her chest, urgent and loud.

"Sister Ning, we really can’t afford to offend her. She’s Li Tao’s woman." Ye Tong whispered the truth.

Ji Ning wasn’t surprised, single-handedly lathering her bath scrub, expression calm.

"It’s fine, keep showering."

The film base had eight rest areas, each with a changing room, none more than a 10-minute walk away.

Everyone had thirty minutes in the changing room; they hadn’t even been there ten minutes.

This person was clearly picking a fight on purpose.

Sure enough, after two token knocks, Sister Qing couldn’t wait to reveal her true intention.

"Ye Tong, I know you’re in there. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to in there. This is a public space; looking for thrills requires the right setting. These young folks nowadays play in all sorts of ways, even taking a shower has to be a couple’s bath, huh? Can’t stand not having a man around?"

"What man? Isn’t that Sister Ye Tong?"

Lin Qing chuckled coldly back: "Ha? Have you seen any woman’s body flatter than a man’s?"