Scumbag Actor Screwup System

Chapter 2 - Not so white lotus

He got exactly 3 hours 20 minutes of sleep after that, luckily those makeup people could do magic with a few brushes and a ton of products.

After makeup, hair and clothing were done they made him wait. Obviously it was better to have him sitting around than to let him sleep a while longer. Well, never mind that, he had something to occupy him in the meantime.

His robes swished as he moved forward, following the scents of freshly baked bread, cinnamon and most importantly, blessed coffee.

He got himself a massive cup filled to the brim with the black beverage and picked up a sort of fruit tart with cream that his manager would stop him from eating if she wasn't elsewhere right now, probably taking care of another client. An extra dude was slumped against the wall by the table, eyes while taking sips of a similar paper cup.

Shen Yuan let out an obscene little moan biting his fruit tart.

"It's too early for porn sounds..." the man grumbled and then did a double take, "hey you're the viral guy."

"Yeah," he said with sugary wet lips. Makeup would have his hide, but that was a problem for future Shen Yuan.

"Are you really as much of a dick as they say?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I'm a jerk. Only I don't hit kids or small animals so not that huge of a jerk."

"Good to know. Well, you seem to be doing fine anyway. All these people are pros, you're just some dude in a costume and are nailing it."

"If you say so. I don't really know what I'm doing, and these people are all too pretty and talented. You're one of the ugly ones, like me," he said, patting the other dude's shoulder in commiseration. He was probably one of those fans in cosplay they got for cheap, so he'd be happy for the attention.

"You do look kinda hot though, you have a fanbase already. I heard they might add a shirtless scene for you."

"Where did you hear that?" he asked, whipping his head to full on stare at the ugly fellow. Shen Yuan had never, ever consented to having his pasty flat manboobs and non-abs featured on screen.

"Around," replied the extra shrugging, "you know, you hear things."

"Yeah well, they'd better not."

There was an awkward pause broken by a female voice.

"Shen Yuan, you're needed on set."

Shen Yuan sighed looking at his half eaten dessert. It was to be abandoned for the greater good. He left it nestled in a napkin as if it were a baby's blanket and proceeded to rush off.

He arrived to be seated on a fancy seat with half walls with windows in front of a green screen. It was half a carriage he was theoretically sitting in. In this scene he was supposed to torture Luo Binghe as per usual, starting with Ning Yingying asking him to help the poor little orphan boy.

"Shizun! Binghe is being bullied," whimpered the poor little girl. She was adorable in an innocent sort of way, big doe eyes with thick lashes and peach blossom lips. One couldn't help but wonder how on earth they'd turn her into a concubine without changing actresses, she looked about 10. Were these people pedos? There was no way to make her hot, even with cheap prostitute makeup.

"Let him in," said Shen Yuan in a sudden bout of inspiration. Clearly those weren't his lines but the director only watched without moving a muscle.

Binghe raised his eyes, widening them a tiny bit. It was only a second's pause, then he moved forward, shoulders down and lips slightly parted.

The director cut the scene there.