There really was something wrong with this fried rice noodles!!
Cold sweat streamed down Zhai Lin's face. The moment he took that first bite, he had been completely blown away!
His body uncontrollably wanted a second bite! A third bite!
With every chew, the springy rice noodles bounced across his mouth. The rich, savory diced ham and eggs tender as fish brains kept teasing his taste buds with layer upon layer of wonderful flavor, making it impossible to stop!
When faced with fried rice noodles like this, how could anyone remember their lines?!
Zhai Lin fell silent.
Wen Zhiyong was puzzled. Why had Zhai Lin developed the same problem as Wu Chen?
Assistant director Chen Dong watched from the side, utterly confused.
Shu Man'er and the other actors all wore equally astonished expressions.
What was going on?
The onlookers outside murmured among themselves.
"What's happening? Is this scene that difficult?"
"Why are they all just eating noodles and forgetting their lines?"
"These actors have never had fried rice noodles from a street stall? No way, right?"
"Haha! So it's Boss Lu's fried noodles! Oh, then it's fine! Totally understandable!"
"What do you mean? Is that fried noodles really that good?"
"There's no way to explain it. You'll understand after eating it once. I guarantee you'll hand over your entire monthly food budget to Lu's Snack Stall!"
"Damn! For real?"
"Boss Lu is awesome! I just love seeing these celebrities looking like they've never eaten fried noodles before!"
"This is hilarious! One serving of fried noodles made two veteran actors forget they were acting! If he brought out Crystal Shrimp Dumplings, Bosi Oil Cakes, Twice Cooked Pork, Mapo Tofu... how would you respond, sir?"
"Hell, man, don't list dishes! You're making me hungry!"
"When will filming end? We're still waiting to