Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

The next day on set, Lin Chenchen kept getting distracted while filming and was reprimanded by the director twice.

She didn't want to, but she kept worrying about what happened yesterday. Any one of the people she offended yesterday could be blacklisted. But if it was just blacklisting them, that would be fine. She was afraid that these people would retaliate in other ways.

At lunchtime, the crew had lunch, and Song Yi took his small lunch table to Lin Chenchen's place.

Lin Chenchen's lunch was very simple: a box of vegetables with three thin slices of beef on top, and a box of cherry tomatoes.

She has been eating this kind of lunch for three months now.

Song Yi looked at Lin Chenchen's lunch in surprise: "You're eating this for lunch?"

Female celebrities all need to lose weight, especially when they are on set. They can't eat too much, otherwise they won't be able to keep up with their roles if they gain weight.

Lin Chenchen: "This kind of lunch is green and healthy, and it provides enough nutrition for the body. Eating too much is wasteful and will make you fat."

Song Yi sneered and placed his small square table next to Lin Chenchen's small square table.

Wasteful, huh? Getting fat, huh? Let me show you the joy of wasting and getting fat.

There were seven lunchboxes on Song Yi's small square table. When she opened the first one, it was full of white rice, glistening and fragrant. Lin Chenchen paused in her hand, which was picking up some vegetable leaves.

She couldn't remember the last time she had rice.

However, as Song Yi opened more and more lunchboxes, Lin Chenchen's brows furrowed more and more.

Kung Pao Chicken, Braised Pork Ribs, Sweet and Sour Pork, Braised Sea Cucumber with Scallions, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Ginseng and Mushroom Soup.

The aroma of any one of these dishes is enough to make someone cutting out carbs dizzy, let alone six of them together.

Lin Chenchen initially thought her meal was alright, but compared to Song Yi's colorful and sumptuous lunch, hers felt like nothing more than grass.

But Song Yi showed no sign of inviting him to eat. He held a box of rice and picked out a large piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Mmm, it smells so good."

Lin Chenchen: !!!

Song Yi's food smelled so good that Lin Chenchen couldn't eat anything. Her lunch was prepared by Wen Ya, who followed her usual routine.

Wen Ya had previously thought that Lin Chenchen liked to eat like this, but now she realized she was wrong, because although Lin Chenchen's suicide value was fluctuating slightly, it had indeed moved.

54.77%, 54.78%, 54.79%.

Hu Jingwen and Wen Ya stared at Lin Chenchen, trying to figure out why the data was fluctuating. Then they watched as Lin Chenchen uncontrollably stared at Song Yi eating.

Song Yi ate a large piece of pork rib: "Mmm, it smells delicious!"

Hu Jingwen: !!!

Wenya: !!!

Hu Jingwen: Brother, can you share some with Lin Chenchen? Can't you see her emotions are already fluctuating? Are you really that oblivious?

"Teacher Song Yi, you brought so many delicious things."

Song Yi: "Mmm, it smells amazing, want some?"

Hu Jingwen: "I won't eat it. My daughter Chenchen likes braised pork ribs."

Lin Chenchen's eyes were practically blazing with desire as she stared at the braised pork ribs. Heaven knows how many years it had been since she last ate these dishes.

Song Yi: "She doesn't eat it; she likes to eat grass."

The salad in Lin Chenchen's mouth suddenly tasted different; it tasted bitter.

In the past, when she was hungry, she could eat even a simple salad with great relish. But today, for the first time, she felt like she was being tortured even though she was very hungry.

Lin Chenchen could no longer contain her aggrieved expression.

Seeing this, Song Yi teased her, moving his small table next to Lin Chenchen's: "Why don't you try some, Teacher Chenchen?"

Lin Chenchen wanted to resist, but somehow the word "okay" just slipped out.

She picked up the caramel-colored rib with trembling hands and took a bite. The oily, sweet and savory flavor exploded in her mouth, and Lin Chenchen's suicide rate plummeted to 47%. Hu Jingwen looked at the data and thought, "No way, it's just a rib, is it really necessary to be like this?"

Although they were happy that Lin Chenchen's suicide value had decreased, Hu Jingwen never expected it would be because of a piece of pork rib.

And then there's Song Yi. Isn't he incredibly lucky? Lin Chenchen remains unmoved by anything they do, and even if she does react, the fluctuations to the two decimal places are negligible. But Song Yi just shared lunch with her and she's like this.

In the end, Lin Chenchen ate most of Song Yi's lunch.

After finishing the meal, Lin Chenchen was shocked. She hadn't eaten so much and felt so satisfied in a long time; she was stuffed.

She suddenly had the feeling that a well-fed ghost was on its way to the afterlife.

There was still an hour before work started, and Song Yi needed to go back and rest. As he was leaving, Lin Chenchen called out to him.

She hesitated and stammered, but Song Yi didn't urge her; he just watched her quietly.

Normally, if capital wants to ruin someone, it will first smear that person. Lin Chenchen and Song Yi are currently in the same production team, and Lin Chenchen is afraid that some scandals of hers will implicate Song Yi.

Lin Chenchen thought for a moment and said, "If any bad news really comes out online, you can blame it all on me."

Song Yi understood what Lin Chenchen was worried about, and he comforted her, "Don't worry, those people won't dare to do anything to us."

Lin Chenchen looked up at Song Yi and asked, "Is it because of Dong Dawei? Although Dong Dawei is powerful, I'm afraid he won't offend those people for your sake."

Song Yi: "Do we really need Dong Dawei for such a small matter?"

Song Yi took out his phone and showed Lin Chenchen the photos he had taken yesterday. Lin Chenchen felt like she had been hit on the head and almost threw up her food.

Song Yi: "Look at this, it's enough to make you want to vomit. I wonder how they feel when they see these videos."

Last night I specifically found a printer to print out a few copies for them and put them in their room. These guys are scared to death now and won't come looking for trouble.

Lin Chenchen: "What if they secretly hire someone to deal with us?"

Song Yi: "I left a note saying that I had sent these photos to four of my friends, and that if something happens to me, they will spread these photos all over the world."

"So, it's already a miracle that they didn't send anyone to protect me."