Chapter 468 – Eve and Selu Go to Earth (2)
“No! No! Wait! Wait a minute, I’ll make some adjustments and go in!”
At the director’s cry, a song came from the other side. It seemed that there were still some things that had not been sorted out. The director nodded, and the situation started to spin like a torrent. Thanks to this, the bustle of the work site right before the cut came into the eyes of Yves and Sellu. Eve felt that all of this was like watching the backstage of a play. Thinking like that, the story so far is starting to make sense.
This is a play Eve and Sellou took on the role of Italians here and now. Eve chewed over the line she had just seen and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair. Just before Eve pushed her wheelchair in, the artist approached and said,
“Oh yeah. As you enter, see the person cooking in front of you?”
There was a celebrity in front of the iron plate of the food truck. Her high nose and curly curly hair overlapped, giving her a statue-like appearance, so she was a celebrity nicknamed Sculpture Handsome. However, both Yves and Sellu looked at the celebrity with her sad faces. The writer said
“As I walked in, I was like, ‘That guy is so handsome. It’s my taste’ in Italian. Is it written there?”
“I am married.”
“Me too.”
“Ah, but it’s just broadcasting.”
“What does a good-looking clerk have to do with eating? My groom is the worst for me.”
Eve responded bluntly. Feeling embarrassed by Eve’s attitude, the writer nodded and approached the director. The director clicked his tongue and said.
“Ah, okay. Then you are handsome Remove the part that says this. Later, let’s just add a scene where we are surprised to meet that Hallyu star.”
The writer approached Eve again and said.
“Yes. That handsome It’s my taste. I’m removing that part. I will replace it with a scene where I am surprised to meet a famous K-pop idol.”
“What pop?”
“Ah, it seems that it is still not famous in Cuba. It’s K-pop. Trend these days.”
“Ah, you know what’s trending these days. I take it too.”
Since Eve is famous, I decided to pretend I knew her. The writer did n’t seem to have a good conversation, but he decided to think it was a miscommunication caused by his immaturity of language her. The writer nodded his head once and said.
“Then please.”
Eve nodded. When the OK sign came out in the part that had been postponed a while ago, the director raised his hand again. The writer said
“Okay, then I’ll really go in. A scene where two foreigners come in and order food! Cue!”
Eve looked at the food truck, dragging her wheelchair. She began to express her impressions of her in the Italian language she had seen there.
“Wow, it looks like you’re in Naples.”
Then Sellou answered in awkward Italian.
“I think it will be delicious here.”
I didn’t know the Italian accent or how to read properly, so I just read the pronunciation as it was written, but the visuals were foreign, so I felt alive in my own way. The director, who was looking at the screen with a worried face, nodded her head and made a satisfied expression.
The two sat down and decided to order. There were several menus, but the menu board the two picked up had instructions written on it.
[Order 2 Carbonara in Korean.]
Eve raised her hand and shouted.
“Here, two carbonaras!”
“Cut! Cut!”
The camera stopped with the director’s voice. Celebrities who were about to start cooking also stopped moving. Said the director.
“Excuse me! It’s good that you speak Korean well, but please make it a little awkward. Like someone who can’t speak Korean. Because, this is the setup where foreigners come and praise this food truck. Yes?”
“Ah, I see.”
Eve nodded his head. The camera operator gestured again, and the two of them went out of the store again. Said Selu.
“I’m hungry.”
“Let’s eat in moderation.”
The camera started rolling. Eve looked around with a bright smile like a first-time guest. As he came back in, he spoke some Italian. Sellu also recited the same line as before and smiled. Eve, sitting at the table, lifted up the menu board and spoke in the softest possible way.
“Uh, um… Please give me this. This.”
“Is it carbonara?”
The chef and entertainer asked. Eve nodded his head. And he started speaking Italian again in a small voice. He only had a limited conversation because the words in the example were limited.
“I think it will be delicious here.”
“Right.”
“I feel like I’m in Naples.”
“Right.”
Eve felt like a parrot. When Sellu smiled, he started tapping the disposable wooden chopsticks. It wasn’t long before the carbonara was complete. Eve took one sniff, then he said again.
“I feel like I’m in Naples.”
Sellu also nodded and said.
“I think it will be delicious here.”
Eve listened to Sellou’s words and rolled the spaghetti around with a fork and took a bite. And he said in very little Italian and nodded.
“Delicious.”
Sellu also nodded and said.
“I feel like I’m in Naples.”
Even though Eve was talking to herself, she wondered if this was right. After we finished eating, the director stopped filming again. Because he had to give detailed instructions. Eve said.
“By the way, is it okay if I stop like this? It’s just a parrot.”
“I’m going to edit it moderately anyway, so it’s okay.”
He said that because the video is cut and edited, the actual conversation between Eve and Sellu will be very condensed. Anyway, since he said it would come out well, Eve decided to do it. The food was moderately delicious, and this experience was not common. The writer looked at Selu and said.
“By the way, this person is that… Are you cosplaying?”
The artist pointed to Selu’s tail and asked. Her tail her poking out at the end of her skirt caught people’s attention without realizing it. No wonder, fish fins flapping where her legs her should be. Eve answered calmly.
“Yes. It’s a cosplay.”
Eve didn’t know what cosplay was, but she decided to affirm that it was. I don’t know what it is, but it seemed to be the best case of a mermaid tail that these people understood. The writer nodded and said.
“Ah, the Little Mermaid. The Little Mermaid, right? I also really liked The Little Mermaid when I was little.”
“Yes, that is it.”
She seemed very happy when she called her princess. The artist said with a smile as if she was cute with her eyes twinkling and smirking.
“How are your family relationships?”
“Our mom.”
“…It’s been a while. I’m surprised.”
The artist widened her eyes in amazement and nodded her head. Eve felt good for no reason at the words of the artist praising Sellu’s baby face her. As if asking Selou to see this, she grinned. Eve said, pinching her Selou’s cheek.
“Can we just go now?”
“No. Do you see our Mr. Yoon Deo-B during the last calculation? The blonde cook over there.”
“Yes.”
To be precise, she was washing dishes, not cooking, but she was the celebrity the writer was talking about earlier. The artist said while handing over her purse props.
“Go over there, checkout and ask if you’re a member of [CPR], The B. If you say yes, you will be very surprised and pretend to be a fan. And please add that it is hot in Italy.”
“In Korean?”
“Yes. In the weakest Korean possible. All you have to do is tell [CPR] That [Heart Hurts] Is your favorite song.”
It was okay to pretend now. When Yves and Selou sat down at the table again, the camera started rolling again with the cue sign. Eve is delicious again in Italian. She sighed moderately and got up from her seat. Then, taking cash out of her wallet, she looked inside the food truck.
A celebrity named Yoon Derby was nodding her head and saying hello. Eve nodded, then he paid the right amount and said,
“[CPR], Aren’t you a member of [CPR]?”
Yun Derby said, nodding her head with a natural expression.
“Uh, do you know me?”
Eve was somehow offended by the shameless astonishment on her face. She said as Selu sat in her wheelchair her.
“I know. [CPR] It’s famous in Italy.”
Eve nodded her head and said.
“[My heart hurts] I like the song.”
Eve said moderately and she waited for this time to end. The camera was spinning non-stop. The director was nodding her head with a very satisfied face. The writers were also praising each other, saying that they chose quite well this time.
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Elsie and Laika arrived at the dorm before anyone else. Since they were planning to stay for at least three days, Evangeline specially rented a hotel room. Laika, who was shown to the suite first, looked at the room as spacious as a palace room and her eyes twinkled.
“Elsie! Look! The room is spacious! With this, I can release rabbits and hunt!”
“It seems a little short of running.”
“Lucius said you shouldn’t play at home.”
“Right. So sorry.”
Elsie said that and tried to throw him onto the bed. Laika grabbed Elsie’s arm and said.
“Elsie! No! Wash your hands and wash your feet! Then lie down!”
“I get it.”
Elsie followed her docile Leica into her bathroom. After washing their hands and feet, the two threw themselves into the bed with refreshing faces. Laika opened the light novel she had bought, and Elsie was lying on the bed and rolling around.
Half-buried in the soft bed, she gazed up at her ceiling with an ecstatic expression, her eyes twinkling.
“This bed. So good. It’s nice that it’s soft, but the duvet is too warm. Awesome.”
“Me too, I really like this blanket.”
Laika stopped reading her book and buried her face in her blanket. Elsie looked at the book Laika was reading, she said.
“The book. What is it?”
“I do not know. There are only a lot of difficult words.”
Light novels didn’t seem like a good fit for Leica. She said, pointing to the number on her cover her.
“There is a woman who is a prisoner here, but there is not a single prisoner in the story. She has been scammed.”
“You’re cheating with a cover. They are bad guys.”
