"Cut," the director poked his head out from behind the monitor, his face calm, "Next."
He was clearly someone who had weathered great storms.
"May I leave now?" Ji Xue asked.
"Yes, you may."
Ji Xue silently left, leaving behind a solitary and dashing figure to everyone.
Jiang Feng: ...
Are all the contestants on this show so full of character?
Thinking about his own clichéd self-introduction he had prepared all night, lines like "I've loved cooking since I was young, I feel very honored to make it to the top 32 in this competition, and I'm very aspire to be the champion," seemed nutrition-less compared to Ji Xue's blunt job-seeking declaration.
Compared to Ji Xue's 20 seconds of a smooth take, Jiang Feng's minute and a half of clichéd introduction took a good five or six takes.
But nobody was in a hurry, the director was composed throughout, mainly because there was plenty of time, even after Jiang Feng finished recording his VCR, the next contestant had yet to arrive.
