After a long while.
Yan Huan stood at the filming location for Act Two of "Dreamy Wonderland," staring thoughtfully at March 7th, who was squatting on the ground eating instant noodles.
"Oh, you're here."
Noticing Yan Huan's arrival, March 7th stood up with her bowl of noodles, slurping as she approached.
"I've checked out all these production crews for you. Nothing's wrong, so don't worry."
"Put the production crews aside for now. Can you tell me why you're still here eating?" Yan Huan asked in confusion.
"Oh, I'm an actress here now."
March 7th set down her bowl of noodles.
"They all said I was a great actress, so I accidentally ended up staying."
"As a strong candidate for the new generation's Film Empress, I'll definitely spread the Star Rail Express's fame far and wide."
"Then it won't be me asking other people for autographed photos anymore. It'll be other people asking me for them."
"..."
Yan Huan fell into confusion. He had no desire to investigate March 7th's acting skills. He was more curious about what kind of mind-altering potion the crew had fed her. Even dreams needed material to work with, didn't they?
"Executive Producer, you've finally arrived!" The Automaton Director hurried over and immediately bent down in a bow.
"Rest assured, your wife is doing perfectly well here!"
"Wife?"
Yan Huan looked around in confusion.
"What wife? Why don't I see one?"
"You're joking, sir. Isn't your wife right here?" The Automaton Director raised his head with a smile and looked at March 7th beside Yan Huan.
"You mean this mount of mine?"
Yan Huan frowned at March 7th.
"So you're the one flattering her and inflating her ego to this point?"
"Who's inflated?!" March 7th angrily threw away her noodle bowl and argued her case.
"This