At this moment.
Inside the studio.
Charmony BananAdviser had just finished scolding the actor under the spotlight when she noticed that Mr. Reca had returned.
"Charmony BananAdvisor, I have a few candidates here. Perhaps they will be to your liking?"
Mr. Reca asked with a smile.
Charmony BananAdviser glanced up and down at the four people behind Reca. Who knows what kind of evaluation criteria she was using, but she actually nodded repeatedly:
"Oh? They seem to have potential. Bana bana! I hope you don't leave me disappointed."
Rappa curiously looked at the Charmony BananAdvisor, asking: "...Hmm, is this evil fiendling a dragon or a monkey?"
Stelle and Dan Heng remained calm and expressionless.
The Charmony BananAdvisor almost said Monkey, but corrected herself at the last second.
"Monkey-no, I mean, I'm Charmony BananAdvisor!"
Instead, the female actor who had just been scolded spoke out: "How wonderful it is to have been scouted by Mr. Reca ..."
"Have faith in a professional director's judgment. Have your scripts ready, actors! Show the BananAdvisor what you're capable of."
Reca said this while handing out several scripts.
To be honest, what was written in the script was just like those memes, gibberish nonsense.
All the lines were just: Bana Bana Bana.
"How are we supposed to act this?"
Stelle scratched her head: "The Brave Monkey says Bana Bana… the Sage Little Monkey also says Bana Bana…?"
"This is probably some kind of meme technique," Dan Heng guessed.
"Sigh… I don't know about that."
Dan Heng pointed to the signature at the bottom of the script:"I feel like this Mr. Reca doesn't seem clean either. The screenwriter is Charmony BananAdviser, the director is Mr. Reca… it all feels a little strange."
While the three were discussing, Charmony BananAdviser walked up with a kind smile: "Actors, have you finished reading the script?"
"Yes, what a heavy-handed play," Stelle blurted out.
But instead of getting angry, the BananAdviser praised her: "Good, good, good. I truly wasn't wrong about you. Only excellent actors can point out the flaws of a script. Bana Bana. Reca, you really have found me some good seedlings."
The corners of Reca's mouth lifted as he said meaningfully: "Of course. Soon, you'll witness their creativity for yourself."
The BananAdviser was pleased, the director was pleased.
And so, the performance officially began.
As everyone took their positions, preparing to shoot this abstract script, The actress nicknamed Nanabloom-chan, who had been watching on the sidelines all along, finally couldn't hold back.
"Mr. Reca, I, I can still perform!" she pleaded.
"Bana Bana… young lady, your performance earlier was very disappointing," the BananAdviser said disapprovingly.
"No matter. Let's give this eager actress one last chance. After all, even the Brave Monkey shouldn't be too passive."
As the director, Reca gave Nanabloom-chan one final opportunity.
Ignoring her grateful, almost worshipful gaze, Reca moved to the camera and began assigning roles:
"The Brave Monkey will be played by Miss Nanabloom-chan.
"Next up is Wise Monkey who guides Brave Monkey ... Your disposition makes you perfect for this role, Dan Heng."
"And finally, we have the villain, the Devil of Stress. I'm confident you'll nail it, Superstar Stelle."
"Oh, it seems like all the roles have been assigned ... But, yes! We'll need someone to narrate! Rappa the narrator, this is your role!"
With the roles assigned, the "audience" had already started pulling out their phones like subway old men.jpg.
...
: I get the feeling what they're about to film won't be very proper.
: Bro, they're not about to start doing something abstract, are they?
: Dan Heng as the Wise Monkey? Stelle as the Devil of Stress?
: Can those two even pull it off?
: Hiss…
...
As the comments scrolled by, everyone was already preparing to step onto the stage for the first shoot.
Soon, the first shoot began.
On screen, the shot transitioned into a hazy warm lens.
"Actors!"
"Take your positions, 3, 2, 1!"
"ACTION!"
With Mr. Reca's call, Rappa's narration rang out:
"Dreamscapes glowin', gold halls flowin', a legendary feast's about to get goin'."
The moment those words came out, the BananAdviser couldn't take it anymore.
"Stop! What bananonsense are you reciting !?" the BananAdviser was shocked.
"This is the ninja mantra. Embellishing words with ninja enchantments is bound to make the play a hundred times more vivid." Rappa replied unhurriedly.
The BananAdviser shook his massive dinosaur head and sighed:"I knew this student wasn't reliable... Forget it. Focus on Slumbernana Monkey only. Nothing else matters."
With that, the the BananAdviser turned his gaze to Stelle.
Rappa continued: "Then I'll continue- From the hearts of men, monsters arise, the banquet turns to scorched earth, laughter to cries, a passing hero lends a hand, ha- no surprise."
Next as the great villain, the Devil of Stress, it was Stelle's turn to speak.
Under the eyes of the BananAdviser, Mr. Reca, and everyone present, Stelle took a deep breath.
The next moment, she curved her lips into a grin, her eyes glinting with wild energy.
"Name's Devil of Stress, straight outta hell, students better quit playin', ring the alarm bell. One word from me, the whole Zone's in despair, leavin' scars so deep, a lifetime to repair."
At first, when she said the opening line, Stelle was only acting a little cocky.
But soon, she fully entered the state.
Speaking while pointing at the camera, she radiated an overbearing aura.
That familiar gesture. Those déjà vu lines.
Speaking in a tone similar to Rappa, Stelle delivered her lines perfectly.
...
: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
: Hahaha! I can't hold it in!
: Damn, MiHoYo really brought in a master this time!
: I'm begging you, please, tone it down!
: Even if you beg, you'll have to queue up!
: I almost choked to death from holding my laughter in!
: What the hell, Pinoconi Memories!
: At this point, it's become art!
: I've achieved enlightenment, this episode isn't a serious drama at all, it's pure comedy.
: Even the Doctor Primitive is clowning around, Stelle's clowning around too.
: Good content!
...
The comments were already full of jokes.
Just a moment ago, everyone was expecting the story to develop in a more intense direction.
But when Stelle suddenly seemed possessed by "Rappa" at that moment, the audience completely let go and just enjoyed it.
On screen, Stelle's lines left Charmony BananAdviser completely shaken.
"Fail! This isn't a rap class!"
But Mr. Reca didn't yell "Cut."
So the filming continued.
After Stelle finished speaking, Nanabloom-chan, who was playing the role of the Brave Monkey, quickly picked up her line.
"Bana, Bana Bana."
But right after she said it, Charmony BananAdviser scolded furiously: "Fail! Brave Monkey is the savior of our university! It would never utter such dainty Banagibberish!"
Unlike the nameless extras, Nanabloom-chan didn't have that strong of a mindset. She quickly apologized: "S-Sorry, bana! Let me try that again. Bana, bana bana!"
But Charmony BananAdviser was still not satisfied: "You're messing it up again! Brave Monkey hasn't gained the power to defeat the Devil of Stress at this point. How can it possibly have so much grit?"
"S-Sorry, bana... I'll try again... B-Bana, bana..." Nanabloom-chan had already lost her confidence.
Yet she still couldn't earn the teacher's approval.
But Stelle didn't care about any of that.
Seeing that the Brave Monkey's lines were over and it was her turn again, she confidently recalled what the script required.
"Say some insulting words to the Brave Monkey?"
In just one second, she had already thought of her line.
The corner of Stelle's mouth lifted, her attitude becoming even more arrogant. She pointed at Nanabloom-chan's nose and cursed:
"You little *cosmic profanity*! Give up on that *cosmic profanity* act of yours already, or I'm gonna *cosmic profanity* you upside-down!"
The power in her delivery was overwhelming.
Even though all the keywords were censored, the audience could still automatically fill in the blanks in their heads.
Basically, it was something like: "You idiot, stop barking here, I've got class at 8 a.m.!"
Rappa was dumbfounded, muttering in shock: "O mighty Aeon of The Hunt! Such vile tongue-lashing! Surpassing that of even Evil Ninja's Dispiteous Curse!"
By now, the audience was laughing so hard their heads felt like they'd fly off.
…
: I give up, guys, hahaha.
: No, seriously, Stelle is the most absurd protagonist I've ever seen, this is hilarious.
: She turned straight into a galactic telegram operator.
: Only a genius could come up with a script and development like this!
: Never thought I'd hear this in Honkai: Star Rail one day. Great, great, great.
: The most important thing is, Stelle's attitude doesn't even look like she's acting!
: She's just enjoying herself, huh!
: How does such a delicate beauty even know these kinds of abstract things?
: Is Stelle even one year old, guys? She's still just a one-year-old baby! Where did she learn these swear words?!
: Who's been her kindergarten teacher, huh?!
: Maybe it's her past life's memories not fully wiped!
: If that's the case, then it's all Silver Wolf's fault, definitely from hanging out online in their past life, doing PvP and learning from others.
: The internet corrupts, my friends.
: No wonder Stelle doesn't buy into that Brave Monkey act.
...
The chat was going wild. Arguing endlessly over who was responsible for corrupting little Stelle.
The whole atmosphere was filled with fun and abstract nonsense.
Meanwhile, on screen, after Stelle finished cursing, Nanabloom-chan, already beaten down by repeated criticism and Stelle's verbal assault, completely lost her faith.
She sobbed as she delivered her line: "Bana… Bana…"
Once she finished, it was Dan Heng's turn to play the role of the Sage Monkey.
Through all the chaos just now, Dan Heng's expression had remained blank. Now, he started acting with a dead-serious face.
"Bana, Bana Bana."
"...'Bana, Bana', bana"
His strong sense of conviction, somehow even made these absurd lines sound like they meant something.
"You... Tsk, your lines are fine. Go on, next line!"
Even Charmony BananAdviser, who had been nitpicking non-stop, couldn't find any fault!
...
: Huh?!
: Hahahaha, this is killing me.
: Dan Heng looks like he's terrified the teacher will make him redo it if he messes up.
: Reading the lines so seriously is funny enough, but getting praised by the teacher makes it even funnier!
: Dan Heng's right!
: No wonder Mr. Reca favors him, hahaha!
...
After Dan Heng finished, it was Stelle's turn again.
She had no intention of holding back anymore.
That mischievous grin never left her face.
This time, her line was supposed to be provoking the Little Monkey.
"Aren't you that *cosmic profanity* trash I pummeled last time? Back here looking for your *cosmic profanity* again? See how I *cosmic profanity* you!"
This time, her words were even dirtier.
"This assertive aggression... Silvergun Shura's words, before they were sealed, must have been just as fierce as yours."
Rappa was speechless.
In her mind, the only person who could give off the same kind of presence as Stelle just did, was Boothill, before the Synesthetic Beacon's seal was placed.
The play had already reached the point where it couldn't continue.
Charmony BananAdviser had long since run out of patience.
"Cut!"
"Cut!!"
"Uncouth! Through and through! Fail!!!"
"Ugh. Fail! Fail! Fail! Stop filming, Mr. Reca. None of them are cut out for portraying our beloved monkeys, bana!"
"Let's stop filming, Mr. Reca. We need to swap out the actors."
Just as the Charmony BananAdviser tried to stop the shoot, Reca's red eyes glanced over at her, his face curling into a faintly deranged smile.
"Stop? No, not yet. The show still isn't over—"
"My script, the one I want to film, It's only just beginning…"
"Hahahaha!"
Suddenly, the entire studio was engulfed in a wave of dream like feeling.
Not just playing around with it, but proper dream-like abstraction! Flowers, monkeys, bananas, everything in the set twisted and warped.
Everyone instinctively clutched their heads.