Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3510 When I am scumbag after the actor (10)

  She is not very interested in the topics the assistants are talking about. For her, no matter which actor is acting, it doesn't make sense.

  But what the assistant hurriedly said next brought her movement to a halt.

"Mr. Wen is here too!" The assistant opened his eyes, unable to hide his excitement, and quickly frowned in disgust: "That Song Bai has also come to audition. Everyone knows that you are the heroine of Fu Qingling, Song Bai. Come back, it's still such a role, isn't this deliberately blocking you?"

  Song Yu’s fingertips still stayed on the earrings, it seemed to be quiet for two seconds, and then he didn't seem to care much. He put on the earrings, and his expression was still peaceful, seemingly uncontested.

  She got up and walked out.

   "In other words, I am also Fu Qingling's heroine. Since the role is auditioned, let's go check it out."

  The assistant nodded and followed Song Yu.

  In the audition venue,

  The air pressure is getting lower and lower, almost suppressing condensation.

  The screenwriter sat beside him, a little embarrassed, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at the figure next to him.

The young man next to    looks young, his side face is sharp and handsome, the lines are clean and distinct, it seems cold and cold, and it has a certain ice feeling, and his thin lips stretch out indifferent arcs.

  The air pressure around the body is very low, the long legs are bent there, and it is inaccessible and indifferent.

The screenwriter next to    glanced at Ji Ran, and couldn't help touching his chin.

  With this look, it's a pity not to be a star.

  I just acted as a director.

   "Guide." He reluctantly opened his mouth, breaking the condensed atmosphere: "I think there are a few actors who are just good. How can you really extract Fuqing from the book?"

   is almost done!

  The screenwriter is crying inside.

  According to looking for people like this, the screenwriter feels that there might not be any actors who can be recruited.

  Jiran said coldly, the sound quality was clear and deep: "No feeling."

  The screenwriter can only look at another person for help.

  The sitting posture of that person is also unremarkable. He is a gentleman who has been edified in a family. He seems to have no interest in the performance in front of him. He closed his eyes slightly, and the length of his eyelashes made people jealous, as if he was asleep.

  The screenwriter also didn't expect Wen Haoqing to come, but it was reasonable, after all, the relationship between the movie king and Ji Ran has always been good.

  "Next." Wen Haoqing didn't even mean to speak at all. The screenwriter cleared his throat, bit the bullet and called people, thinking about what to do when the last one failed.

  Song Yu had already told the crew in advance when she came, she walked in and just saw the girl standing in the middle, very familiar.

  She smiled slightly, looked away, and landed on the figure next to the director.

  The snow clothes are proper, warm and courteous.

   is Wen Haoqing.

  He has a good relationship with Ji Ran, and his presence here is not surprising.

  Just Song Bai...

   is lucky.

   "Guide, Mr. Wen." Song Yu stepped forward and greeted politely.

   Guran looked down at the crew, saw Queen Song Yu, hummed and asked her to sit down.

  Song Yu deliberately or unintentionally picked the position next to Wen Haoqing, and you can see the man's cool and handsome profile face. Compared with the silver screen, there is no flaw at close range. On the contrary, that temperament is more breathtaking.

  Her heart beat.

  The hand hanging on his side gradually tightened.

  "Highly believer target detected." The mechanical voice of the system suddenly appeared, and only Song Yu could hear it: "Please proceed as soon as possible."

  Song Yu is obviously used to it and doesn't change his face.

  Looking at Mr.'s side face, a little lost.

  She doesn't want to be a strategy, and she has always been deliberately creating and getting along.

  It is a longing for such a man to believe in her.

  But every time Wen Haoqing is unmoved, the estrangement is evident in the gentleness.

  Song Yu pursed his lips.

  Look at the figure in the center of the stadium.

   His eyes darkened for a moment.

When    Ranbai walked in, she saw the young man sitting on the stage at first glance.

  "……"

  This degree of coincidence, dyeing white is a bit convincing.

  "Host! Surprised or not surprised?! Unexpectedly!!" Feng Luo smiled, "This time you see the benefits of the white lotus physique, right?"

  This is a built-in effect of the system.

   "Host, rest assured, even if you go to the end of the world, the lucky mechanism of your physique will meet the target of the strategy!"

   Dyeing white: "I really thank you."

  Feng Luo felt that the white tone was a little weird, but he still didn’t think much about it, “You’re welcome!”

  "……"

  Wen Haoqing didn't know when she opened her eyes, but she also obviously saw Dye Bai.

  At the moment the girl raised her eyes.

  The eyes of the two met briefly.

  He has a pair of peach blossom eyes Zhong Gu Jing Wubo, and he just looked at her lightly and faintly, like an ordinary auditioner.

"Jiao Zhu Xiantai." Ji Ran sat there, uttering in a low voice without raising his eyes, and the broken ink hair fell down. That deep face was enough to make a debut in the entertainment industry, and the shadow of the long eyelashes fell on the pupils. , A dark and fine shadow appeared, and the sound quality was as clear as ice stone: "Just look in your eyes."

  The beginning of the Fuqin Order.

  The immortal realm is destroyed, the traitors join the demon king to invade in one fell swoop, mourning everywhere, and the souls are disheartened.

  The immortal world suffered this calamity entirely because of the treasure that they have guarded for thousands of years, named Blood Dry.

   is an evil sword from the Eight Desolations of the ancient times. At that time, it was held by the first demon **** in the devil world, killing countless, drinking blood for a living.

   was later sealed by the immortal world and the public.

  The Immortal King handed the dried blood to Fuqing before he died.

  Fuqing witnessed the death of the people of the fairy world and even his blood relatives, but was helpless.

  Finally, the enemy was forced to Zhu Sendai, causing his teaching to bleed.

  Fuqian was in desperate situation, and he used his own power to drive the blood dry, fighting hard in front of Zhuxiantai.

  Finally, in order not to fall into the hands of the Demon Realm, they directly took the dried blood and jumped off the Zhuxiantai together, holding their souls flying away.

  Strong emotional shock.

  It opens like this.

  This role is really difficult to control, so acting is more needed.

  Otherwise, it will not be calculated until now, and there is no satisfactory candidate.

  He only needs a look in his eyes to prove that there is a story of heaven and earth in his eyes.

  Ranbai adjusted her emotions, and in a flash, she completely brought herself into the fate of Fuqian.

  The girl stood in the center and slowly opened her eyes.

  She stood straight and her back was not bent at all. Even if she was in a desperate situation, she was still a proud member of the fairy world.

  There is no sad and tragic scene to set off, there is no desperate situation surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, and there is silence around her, and there is nothing.

  Only when she opened her eyes, the emotions emanating from those dark to bottomless eyes were breathtaking.

  You can **** people in with just a glance.

Her eye sockets flushed with irritation, but a single tear never fell, and her eyes seemed to be stained with blood, revealing an astonishing, devastating sorrow and hatred, but she was too stupefied and silent, and seemed to be all thoughts. Extinct, burn out.

  (End of this chapter)