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"It's not our fault. It's his own problem. He shouldn't bring such an artist."

"Yes, I also think she shouldn't bring this kind of artist, can't she choose a good one?"

But someone glanced at Meng Yuxin, remembered something, and said with a chuckle, "Oh...that's not because she's not capable enough. If she could take someone like Meng Yuxin, she would have taken it long ago."

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't make jokes, lest people really have a dark face and make everyone sad."

Jiang Xiaoyou is a person who has gone through all kinds of storms, and he doesn't care if he is ridiculed by such a female artist.

She sneered a few times, then patted Tang Weiwei's hand, and said quite calmly: "Wei Wei, don't be afraid, these people still won't affect me."

"Ah."

While they were talking, auditions had already started over there.

The first few who went in had a good image, but their acting skills and comprehension of the characters were really unsatisfactory. The director couldn't bear to watch them, and soon let them out.

Seeing the sighs of the first few women, Meng Yuxin and the others knew they were out of luck.

After they looked at each other, they laughed and discussed.

"It seems that this role is really not something everyone can take."

"Please, such a production, such a role, without acting skills and precipitation, how could the director want it."

"Fortunately, our manager lets us hone our acting skills every day. Now we are not afraid of so many things at all."

"Haha, I'm not afraid that much."

As everyone said, their eyes turned to Tang Weiwei again.

Apparently she looked down on Tang Weiwei, thinking that Tang Weiwei didn't have much acting skills.

Tang Weiwei also ignored them, when the staff let her in to perform, she sorted out her emotions, then took a deep breath and walked in.

When seeing the director, Tang Weiwei bowed gracefully, and said to the director, "Director Zhang, hello, I'm Tang Weiwei."

Director Zhang Haisheng looked up, looked at Tang Weiwei, immediately thought of Jiang Xiaoyou, and said to the assistant beside him, "Is this the latest female artist Jiang Xiaoyou brought?"

The assistant nodded, "Yes, I have seen her works, her acting skills are good, and she portrays every role very energetically, every time she plays it, it is different every time. I think she is a good artist."

Zhang Haisheng nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then said to Tang Weiwei: "You have read the script, haven't you?"

Tang Weiwei: "Yes, director."

"Then please perform a performance now." Zhang Haisheng pointed to the wall, "Imagine there is someone you love there, and you have to plot against him."

"Ok."

Zhang Haisheng's test question for Tang Weiwei was to play the scene in which the third female betrays the man she loves the most.

In fact, this paragraph is a better performance for many female artists.

But Zhang Haisheng has always felt that this role is complicated, and female artists should perform this kind of complexity.

He has been unable to decide on an artist, because Zhang Haisheng wants to use someone who is capable and can perform complex.

At this moment, Tang Weiwei took a deep breath and quietly walked towards the wall.

She flicked her hair and suddenly smiled slightly.

The most moving stars flowed in her charming eyes, as if the man in front of her was her whole world.

"Brother Ayang, you are finally willing to come to see me."

There was no response from the wall, but Zhang Haisheng raised his eyebrows, and Tang Weiwei's opening was somewhat interesting.

Most of the actors thought that when the third woman saw the man she loved, she should have a painful expression on her face, but at this moment Tang Weiwei did the opposite and looked at him with bright eyes.

In fact, in Zhang Haisheng's view, this is a normal reaction.

You can't hide the look in your eyes when you like someone, especially the third girl is a person who is not afraid to express her feelings.

Even if she has blood and deep hatred, she is willing to express her love.

At this moment, Tang Weiwei's reaction was within his expectations.

"Brother Ayang, it's okay...I know how you feel." The starlight in Tang Weiwei's eyes gradually faded, and she touched her waist with her hand, as if she was looking for something.

Zhang Haisheng knew that if there were props now, Tang Weiwei would probably already be holding a dagger according to the development of the plot.

In the plot, the third woman stabs the chest of the man she loves with a dagger, and then stabs herself again, framing him and sending him to jail.

In the original book, the third woman did this to save the life of the man she loves, but the scriptwriter changed it a bit, leaving the third woman ruthless.

From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Haisheng hopes that a female artist can realize this, so that the role of the third female is still dominated by love.

At this moment, Tang Weiwei pulled out a dagger vainly, and suddenly raised it high, as if to stab the man he loves.

But instead, he aimed the sharp blade at his lower abdomen, and with tears streaming down his eyes, he poked it directly.

"Brother Ayang, people are selfish, and so am I... I know you despise people like me. You also think I have betrayed our beliefs."

"But you don't understand me...you don't know what a dark world I am in. I want to live a good life and be like them, so I can only be constantly contaminated with darkness."

As Tang Weiwei spoke, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then walked towards the wall step by step.

At this moment, it seemed that what she was facing was not a wall, but the man she loved.

But because of her identity, she cannot have this man.

Her mouth moved silently, and she didn't know what to say, but then her expression changed drastically, and she smiled a bit viciously.

"Brother Ayang, hate me, hate me." After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes and pointed the dagger in her hand at her beloved.

When the dagger pierced into the opponent's chest, her shoulders trembled, and she covered her chest with one hand, as if her heart had been torn apart by something.

But she quickly pulled out the dagger again, threw it on the ground, took a few steps back in a vain manner, sat on the ground, and kept shaking her head.

"It hurts, it really hurts...who will help...who will..."

According to the original script, Tang Weiwei's cry of pain should be because of her own wound.

But Zhang Haisheng and the assistant director saw another feeling.

Tang Weiwei wasn't crying out for herself, she was worried about A Yang, the man she loved.

Her pain was because the other party was hurt by him.

Every little action she made just now was telling everyone that she loved Ayang very much, but Ayang couldn't see it.

"Brother Ayang, I belong to hell...you can push me into hell. But...you also have to be stained with darkness." Tang Weiwei said her lines, raised her head and laughed.

Her laughter is so sad that people seem to understand her mood immediately.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Weiwei's laughter stopped, but the directors didn't get out of this scene.

It was only a few minutes of performance, Tang Weiwei didn't even have the real thing, but why did they feel a little pained by her?