A Low Rank Female Goes Viral Across the Galaxy-Chapter 279: Counseling Long Hao

After arriving at the filming location, Long Hao was still brooding alone in a corner.

His attempt at making small cakes had failed again.

He sank into an even deeper pit of self-blame after noticing that Jiang Qin had already drunk her fifth glass of water that morning.

Jiang Qin went over specifically to comfort him. "Actually, the cakes were really good, just a little sweet. See? I even ate two of them."

"That proves they weren’t bad at all. I have a sweet tooth anyway."

Okay, that was a white lie.

’It was true she liked sweet things, but she couldn’t handle gnawing on raw saccharin!’

’And it was highly concentrated saccharin at that. She suspected Long Hao had added a small amount of cake batter to a large amount of saccharin.’

But she could imagine how hard he had tried.

She could also clearly tell that he was bothered by what Yun Xie had said yesterday about him failing his life skills class.

’Maybe it’s because he said it in front of me.’

After all, many males believed they would never pursue a female when they were young, so they just went through the motions in their life skills classes.

But it wasn’t until they grew up, met a female they liked, and found themselves completely helpless that they began to regret it.

Take someone as powerful as Yun Xie, for example—even he had such worries.

Jiang Qin had once accidentally seen him secretly taking remedial lessons.

’She truly found the Interstellar males quite endearing.’

Hearing her words of comfort, Long Hao felt a bit better, but he was still frustrated.

"You were right to reject me. After all, I’m a male who can’t take care of a female. I can’t compare to the partners you have at home."

Jiang Qin said, "...Actually, it’s not a big deal if you can’t cook. Doesn’t everyone just drink nutrient liquid?"

"We drink nutrient liquid at home sometimes too."

"Yeah, but if I were the one taking care of you, you’d have to drink nutrient liquid all the time..." Long Hao lowered his gaze.

"Th-that’s not what I meant."

Long Hao continued dejectedly, "People say that the right marriage only makes life better."

"Only the wrong one makes life worse and worse for both people."

Jiang Qin asked, "Is it possible that when ’people’ say that, they aren’t referring to whether or not you can cook?"

"It’s the same thing."

"Ahem, well, Your Highness, have you ever considered that since you’re so rich, you could just... hire a chef?"

Long Hao froze, then it dawned on him.

"That’s right! I’m rich! Why don’t I just hire a chef?"

Jiang Qin: ’...I have no idea why you didn’t think of that.’

’He’s probably been freeloading off our meals for so long that he’s started to believe he’d have nothing but nutrient liquid if he wasn’t at our place.’

No longer stuck in his one-track mindset, Long Hao instantly perked up.

He immediately opened his Light Computer and started contacting people to send him a chef, then extended an invitation to her.

"Qinqin, come to my place for dinner tomorrow with my ’good neighbors.’ We have chefs for every kind of cuisine."

"We’ll see. If we wrap up filming early tomorrow."

Speaking of filming, Long Hao felt a deep sense of regret.

Today’s scene was from the plotline where Kuang Tianyou and Ma Xiaoling are in Japan, capturing the female ghost Chuchun.

There was a part where Ma Xiaoling is trapped by the ghost and can’t move, so she has Kuang Tianyou throw her a talisman, which she swallows. But it gets stuck, and she needs water.

At that moment, Kuang Tianyou, having no container, takes a mouthful of water and rushes over to give it to her.

It was basically their first kiss.

Unfortunately, it had to be faked with camera angles in the end.

But even though it was just an illusion for the camera, the moment Long Hao drew close to Jiang Qin and felt her warm breath, his heart was in turmoil.

He had to forcibly suppress the impulse to pull her into a tight embrace right then and there.

"Cut! Good take."

Watching the well-matched pair on the monitor, Wen Yu could barely resist shipping them.

’Too bad the male lead has to go through another relationship before he can get together with the female lead.’

Next up was the scene in Jiajia Building where Madam Ping, as a living corpse, commits murder.

On Earth, the actress who played Madam Ping had starred in many Hong Kong-style horror films, becoming a source of childhood trauma for many.

But in the Interstellar era, finding an actress with that kind of look was incredibly difficult.

Age was the first problem.

In the end, it was the female actress playing the supporting character Wang Zhenzhen’s mother who recommended a pure human female she knew.

Beastman females aged slowly, but pure human females aged extremely quickly, especially after turning fifty.

Sure enough, when the woman was brought before her, despite being only fifty-two, her hair was already gray and her face was covered in wrinkles.

Her eyes held not only gloom but also a certain numbness and lifelessness.

It fit the character’s profile quite well.

At the time, Jiang Qin had asked her, "Your family background seems to be quite good. Are you sure you want to take on this role?"

If her family hadn’t been well-off, as a pure human female, she wouldn’t have been able to live to this age and still move around so freely.

Back then, Ms. Hou had said, "It is good, but I’m dying soon. So I want to leave a small trace of myself behind in this world."

"Miss Jiang Qin’s works are all excellent. I love them, and I believe your productions will be remembered in the Interstellar era for a long, long time..."

If anyone else had approached her, she would have only felt that they were insulting her.

But because it was Jiang Qin who sought her out, she gave it serious thought.

’Who wants to pass through this world in obscurity, with no one ever knowing they were here?’

’Who doesn’t want to be remembered for generations?’

’She did!’

’She hoped that after she died, people would still watch this classic work, marvel at her acting, and ask others who she was.’

Jiang Qin could understand her feelings.

If everyone in the world experienced the same cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death—if beauty faded for all and everyone became withered bones—then no one would feel resentful about growing old naturally.

But this world was fundamentally unfair.

The females around her were still marrying twenty-year-old male partners, bearing offspring, and remaining young and beautiful in their fifties.

But she had already withered like a flower.

Who wouldn’t feel a little bit of resentment in their heart?

So Jiang Qin understood her and said solemnly, "They will. Someone will remember you."

"As long as your acting is up to par, this wish can definitely come true!"

’After all, if one movie isn’t enough, there’s always a second.’

’It wasn’t easy to find an actress whose appearance fit the character so perfectly.’

’As long as her acting was good and her health held up, Jiang Qin was prepared to quickly film things like *Rebirth Night*, *Yin Yang Road*, and so on.’

’Otherwise, once she passed away, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack all over again.’

’Once she played all these roles, Jiang Qin was confident that many people would definitely remember her!’

’Just like on Earth, where everyone remembered that old granny who frequently appeared in horror movies.’

’In any case, it didn’t matter *how* she was remembered, as long as she was remembered.’

’How many actors starred in over a dozen works and were still not remembered by many people?’

’You could say that carving out a unique niche was a viable path in itself.’

...

It had to be said, Jiang Qin had excellent judgment when it came to people.

Right now, on camera, Ms. Hou was portraying the character’s sinister nature to perfection.

Even Xie An’an covered her eyes.

She muttered, "It’s fake, it’s all fake. Miss Jiang said if you don’t believe in it, it can’t hurt you... If you don’t believe in it, it can’t hurt you..."