Chapter 44: Casual Banter

Hearing their conversation, Lin Yi cast a surprised glance at Chen He and nodded thoughtfully.

If he remembered correctly, the main cast of *Love Apartment* seemed to have been typecast in the roles they played.

Only Wang Chuanjun managed to be reborn through the fire with his role as Lu Shouyi in *Dying to Survive*, breaking free from the shackles of Guan Guishen.

If Chen He wanted to elevate his acting skills to the next level, the only way, much like Wang Chuanjun, was to break through himself and be reborn through the fire.

Alternatively, he could stick to comedy scripts. After all, Chen He was a natural comedy lead; his face alone was enough to make people laugh.

He was just like Song Xiaobao, making a living off his facial expressions.

"Brother He should star in comedies!" Lin Yi said with a smile.

Chen He’s performance as Huang Landeng in *Detective Chinatown* was quite brilliant, especially his fierce and hilarious rivalry with Kuntai.

"Heh, don't even mention it, Chen He, you really do have a talent for comedy," Zhang Yibo looked at Lin Yi and chimed in.

Chen He's portrayal of Zeng Xiaoxian was unforgettable—his sneaky smile and twitching eyebrows had become the trademark of Zeng Xiaoxian.

The fact that he could bring such a mischievous character to life proved he possessed a unique talent in that area.

Some actors spent their entire careers playing major villains, making a living off villainous roles for a lifetime.

Likewise, Chen He could easily make a living off comedy for the rest of his life.

"Director, are you praising me or putting me down?" Chen He asked with a bitter, gloomy expression on his face.

"Not putting you down, just speaking the truth."

Chen He: ......→_→o>___

"However, if I ever direct a comedy, I will definitely come looking for you to star in it."

Chen He: You might as well not have said that.

Anyone familiar with Zhang Yibo knew that he had always specialized in youth romance idol dramas.

For instance: *Spicy Love Soup*, *Traffic Jam*, and *Map of Love*.

And another example: *The Stolen Years*.

"Director, I suspect you are insulting my intelligence," Chen He said with a grievanceed expression.

"Really? I'm a man who rarely insults other people's intelligence."

"I still suspect you're insulting me."

"Believe whatever you want. Chen He, seriously, I'm not kidding you. When I direct a comedy, I really will cast you."

"Then when are you going to shoot it?"

"When will I shoot it?" Zhang Yibo frowned. "Hard to say about the timing. Chen He, you know how it is—making a film isn't something you can just do on a whim. It requires so much preparation: the script, funding, filming locations..."

Chen He: ......Go ahead and fool me. If I believe your nonsense, I'm not Chen He.

The group soon arrived at the cafeteria.

It was on the second floor, exclusively for teachers.

They would be dining—no, eating—with the teachers.

The spread was lavish, featuring chicken drumsticks, duck drumsticks, pork, spare ribs...

You could go to the serving window and pick whatever you wanted to eat.

Lin Yi wasn't particularly picky; he chose a chicken drumstick, a serving of green vegetables, and a bowl of soup.

Chen He's meal basin was piled to the brim—a chicken drumstick in his left hand, a duck drumstick in his right, taking huge, ferocious bites.

"Sorry, didn't have breakfast this morning, I'm starving," Chen He said vaguely.

Ni Ni and Zhang Zixuan only took a couple of small bites before stopping.

Lin Yi looked at the two of them with curiosity. Could they possibly be full from eating just that little bit?

"The two of them need to maintain their figures and can't overeat," Peng Yuyan said, noticing Lin Yi's expression and offering an explanation.

Is that how artists maintain their figures?

Lin Yi couldn't say either way, but believing a full stomach was the ultimate truth—only a full stomach gave you the strength to work.

"What about Brother He, then?" Lin Yi asked, watching Chen He devour his food voraciously while his mouth twitched slightly.

"He's an exception. If he keeps eating like this, I guarantee he'll get fat by middle age," Peng Yuyan said, glancing up at Chen He.

"Old Peng, who are you putting down?" Chen He retorted, refusing to back down.