Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3549 When I am scumbag after the actor (49)

  I want to help Xu Yue get closer to Song Yu.

  Because she knows how much Xu Yue likes Song Yu.

  From Song Yu’s debut, from new fans to old fans, from the obscure little transparent to the current president of the support club.

  She is indispensable for signing the pillow poster.

  This time the promise was also asked for an autograph for Xu Yue on the variety show Escape Room, and handed it to Xu Yue, reluctantly said: "Look, your idol’s autograph."

  Xu Yue likes it very much, her eyes light up suddenly, she just feels that the exhaustion in her heart is gone, and she throws down her promise, "Thank you sister!"

   "Yeah, you." The promise nodded the girl's forehead, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"sleep early."

   "Yeah, I will control and comment again."

  Looking at the pro-sign, Xu Yue patted her face to prevent herself from thinking too much, and enthusiastically rushed to Weibo.

Regardless of the online turmoil, after this episode of variety show became white-fired, the variety show script was thrown at her for a time, and even Fu Qingling was poked countless times before the first fire was broadcast, and fans urged him to hurry up. Set files.

  The agent trembled, and he took a few good brand endorsements to dyed white, and felt that dyed white’s choice of scripts and variety shows was really okay, and then took a bunch of dyed whites.

  But Ranbai didn't take a variety show anymore, instead chose a script.

"Not returned?" The agent raised his eyebrows: "This drama is a major male lead drama, adapted from a popular IP. Most of the female characters in it are confidantes or some poor supporting roles. There are not many scenes, and they are not suitable for you. Villain."

"Your current popularity and coffee position can completely choose a female No. 1 script." The agent looked at Ran Bai with a serious look, "You don't need to watch supporting roles anymore. Fuqin Ling and the real murderer are enough, always take the supporting roles. Not good."

   "I like this drama." Ran Bai smiled and said lazily: "A supporting role can also be brilliant."

   "..." Why are her artists obsessed with supporting roles?

  The agent sighed and looked at the script again.

  Aside from other things, this drama itself is also a big production, it is easy to burst.

  If you play a supporting role, it won’t take long, you can.

   "It's okay to pick up this drama. I have some good resources here. They are all females. You have to pick one."

Ran Bai looked down at the script and nodded casually.

  "Not Returned" is a drama of the Republic of China adapted from the hot IP. It is the main male lead drama. It mainly tells the story of a generation of heroes defending their homes and defending the country in the turbulent Republic of China century.

  Protect a city safe and admired by the world.

It is said that the position of the male number one is always vacant. Such an explosive drama is not because no one wants to play it. It is just that the director seems to have the role in his mind and has been inviting that person to play it, and I don’t know who it is. Such a big coffee position, but this is only a rumors, there is no fixed number.

  Ranbai only plays roles that she likes. This is a law.

  There are not many female characters in "Unreturned". The confidante and the villain spy each account for half, but each character has its own story and is related to the main line, and is not a pendant.

  Because of the background of the Republic of China, when I went to the audition site that day, I wore a cheongsam that I rarely wore after dyeing white.

Moon white, cheongsam neckline and sleeves are embroidered with exquisite lines of ancient charm. The long leg lines are very suitable for cheongsam. As you walk, the long hair reaches the waist, elegant and noble, with its own breathtaking aura. Cheongsam can also be dressed wildly and imperiously.

  This is Han Zhe’s first impression.

  He put his hand on the steering wheel and tried harder for a few minutes. His eyes were deep and heavy, and he casually stroked the girl's Yingying waist, which was outlined by the cheongsam just right.

  The waist is really thin.

  Suitable to play.

  He thought lightly, laughed shortly, with a deep and magnetic tone, raised his hand to pull the neckline, and unbuttoned two shirt buttons at will, his collarbone looming.

   then increased the speed of the car, drove forward, and honked his horn at the side of the street.

  Ranbai just got out of the taxi and walked in the direction of the audition, only to stop behind him with the harsh sound of the car horn.

  There is no end.

  Ranbai turned around and sneered.

  Not waiting for her to walk over and knock on the car window.

  The red, expensive and very nasty sports car stopped by her side, and slowly lowered the car window, revealing the handsome and tough profile of the man.

  He smiled romantically, a little elegant, a little bit ridiculous, and a single skin bag was enough to fascinate thousands of young girls.

"Miss Song." Han Zhe half-handed outside the car window, slender and attractive, Dan Feng's eyes are narrow and affectionate, his eyes are staring straight at the dyed white, sticky and ambiguous, but not annoying, "Needs A ride?"

"No need." Ran Bai looked at Han Zhe for two or three seconds, looking from top to bottom, and finally smiled slightly, with a loose tone, with a sting: "I thought Han Shao's car broke down, but I didn't expect to be able to get a ride. It seems It can be repaired."

  "Beauty can fix it." Han Zhe smiled frivolously, and pointedly: "For example, Miss Song."

   "Shao Han, let's find someone else." Dyeing white is not salty and not light: "I am not interested in playing games with you here."

  "How can it be a game?" Han Zhe leaned back, his legs overlapped, and his lips slowly curled: "I have a sincere heart for Miss Song."

   "Then Shao Han's sincerity is quite overflowing."

  Ranbai didn't have any expression when she spoke, and her attitude was terribly cold, so she almost wrote three characters on her body and stayed away.

  Piansheng's eyebrows are filled with coldness, which looks unattainable but extremely deceptive.

  Han Zhe used to think that Song Bai was just a gadget he raised, so he threw it away when he got tired of playing it.

  But after throwing it away, he realized that this little gadget was pretending to be cute before, and it was really nasty but damned to hook him.

  He did want to make a clean break before, but now he has changed his mind.

  Han Zhe became more and more interested in the true face of this Miss Song. He wanted to see how much surprise Song Bai could give him.

"Miss Song." Han Zhe squinted his eyes, thoughtfully, his true heart was mixed with false feelings, but it made people unable to distinguish between the true and the false, and finally fell into it, and the light and shadow fell on his natural romance. Junya's eyebrows and those Danfeng eyes were also brightened. He smiled with a cynical and ridiculous attitude, low-pitched and charming, like a joke but also like a bewilderment: "Shall we start again?"

Listening to Han Zhe’s words, Ran Bai has always had no expression and no mood swings now. She stands condescendingly, with a beautiful waist in a moon white cheongsam, which is the poet’s favorite picture. The gentle wind in early summer fell on her eyebrows. But it resembles the snowflakes of winter.

  She also laughed, "Don’t you think it’s boring?"

  Han Zhe paused, without speaking.

  The person in front of you leaned over the window with one hand, the curve of the chin is exquisite and beautiful, and the look is cold and alienated, which is a real sense of alienation.

"Start again? When you are a pet." She didn't want to care about Song Bai's previous affairs with Han Zhe. No matter what the result was, it had nothing to do with others. It was over with her, but Han Zhe would be interested instead. .

  (End of this chapter)