"Hahahaha!"
"You're killing me!!"
At the sight of Denji standing there in a daze with a mop in his hands.
Power lay on the couch, laughing her head off.
The way she flailed her arms and legs made her look like a cockroach lying on its back, unable to flip over.
"Hey, don't laugh on the couch," the cameraman complained.
"What do you mean? What right do you have to tell me I can't laugh on the couch?"
Power stopped laughing and deliberately put on a murderous expression.
The cameraman hurriedly backed away in fright, then turned to look at Meng Fan.
"Power, go laugh in the bathroom. The couch is a prop for our next scene. If you mess it up, we'll have to arrange it all over again."
"Then I won't laugh. How weird. I can even get yelled at for laughing on a couch."
Power scooped up Yuumi and quickly fled the scene of trouble.
Meanwhile, Meng Fan walked over to Denji and comforted him. "Don't be upset, Denji. Your master will find you another role."
"Really? That actress playing the female lead was pretty cute, though." Denji thought back to what Asuka Saito looked like.
"Stars either rely on their looks or their acting. It's hard to win over an audience without something you're good at."
"Then I'm definitely someone who makes a living off his looks," Denji said with unwarranted confidence, stroking his chin.
"I think you're more the type who makes a living by having no shame."
"Master, I'm your disciple, at least. Make sure you give me a good role next time. Preferably one where I get some interaction with the female lead."
"No problem. Leave it to your master. This is going to be a major film franchise, after all, with even