Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

The lunch on the set today was quite a surprise.

Who would have thought that Lu Ye would be so generous as to order takeout from a five-star hotel. The scene of the food delivery alone made a group of poor people who had never seen the world feel that they had gained knowledge that they might never use in their lifetime.

Takeout arrived via the hotel's dedicated delivery truck, emblazoned with the iconic three-pointed star emblem. The deliveryman, dressed in a suit and white gloves, instantly transformed the cluttered studio into something classy. The hotel's gilded logo gleamed brightly under the dim light of the fill lights on the exquisite boxes. Someone eagerly opened one, and the aroma of the food wafted forth, tantalizing everyone's appetite.

All the flattery was immediately showered upon Lu Ye as if it were free.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu is handsome and kind-hearted!"

"Teacher Lu is awesome! Our treatment is incredible! Even the billion-dollar productions next door can't afford this level of work meals!"

"Teacher Lu will live forever!"

I don't know who shouted this, but the studio suddenly erupted in laughter and the atmosphere reached its peak.

Faced with these commotions, Lu Ye just frowned slightly and didn't take it too seriously.

He has never been good at socializing, and his world has always been just racing...

There is also the beautiful figure in his memory. As for what others think, it has never been something he cares about.

Of course, he didn't order these to win her over, he was just afraid that she would feel uncomfortable if he only bought one.

Director Chen was a shrewd man. He noticed Lu Ye's impatience early on and knew he was taking advantage of Miss Luo. He quickly tried to smooth things over: "Eating won't stop you from eating. Hurry up and eat. We have some important scenes to shoot soon. Keep your skins straight!"

As the director spoke, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became serious. Everyone began to find their own seats and started to eat their "gold-inlaid" lunch boxes.

Lu Ye was not in a hurry to eat, but walked towards the dressing room with two takeouts in his hands.

Lu Ye's action immediately caught the attention of the stagehand lady and screenwriter Liu Xiaoxiao, who were having dinner and gossiping together. The two looked at each other and exchanged gossip information silently with infinite glances.

Liu Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow: "I bet that after Mr. Lu finishes filming this commercial, he will be able to win over Miss Luo Xi!"

"That's conservative." The stagehand lady shook her finger, serious. "I bet we'll get it before the commercial wraps. No woman can handle the hero-saving-the-beauty plot!"

The two of them winked at each other and laughed gossipingly.

Just as their gossip was burning fiercely, suddenly, the atmosphere on the entire set seemed to have been muted.

Everyone's eyes turned to the door—

There stood a tall foreign man wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered most of his face, adding a sense of mystery. His straight black suit and neat black tie perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and tight waist. When he stood there, he exuded an oppressive feeling from his bones, which made people subconsciously hold their breath and dared not even breathe, as if the air around them was frozen.

At first glance, I thought it was an international movie star invited by the big production next door who went to the wrong set.

The man glanced around the entire audience through his sunglasses, and finally stopped at Director Chen. As if he had locked onto his target, he stretched out his long legs and stood in front of Director Chen.

Wow, Director Chen, who is not short in height, is actually two heads shorter than the man. He has to tilt his neck 60 degrees to look the man in the eye.

"Hello." The man opened his mouth and out flowed the clear and melodious Chinese. His voice was rich and rich, and rare for him, without a trace of accent. However, the coldness and alienation in his tone still made Director Chen's heart skip a beat. He was so nervous that his tongue became tied and he stammered back, "Hello... Hello!"