Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

Chapter 277 Determining the Candidates

"Dear brother, when you see this note, it means that you have received the surprise I prepared for you."

"Secretly tell you, that bag of dim sum is different from this dim sum. Those were made by Uncle Chef, but this one was made by me."

"Finally, I wish my brother a happy meal~"

"The one who always misses my brother~"

The low air pressure in the conference room disappeared, and the surrounding became inexplicably warmer.

Everyone took a breath, and looked up their necks, wanting to see what it was that made the corner of the boss's mouth go up all the time.

Hutt's assistant coughed in a low voice, and stepped back behind him, hiding his achievements and fame.

"Give me a reorganized report before five o'clock this afternoon." Bo Chaojin closed the box, stood up, glanced at everyone under the seat, and parted her thin lips lightly.

"Dismiss."

Hearing this sentence, everyone relaxed their tense bodies.

"That bag is just for you, let's share it." After Bo Chaojin finished speaking, he took the priceless treasure in his hand and strode out the door.

"Thank you boss."

"Thank you miss, thank you boss."

Everyone quickly got up to thank them, and they didn't slump on their chairs until the figure of their own boss disappeared from the meeting room.

"It scared me to death..."

"Whoo~"

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in the office.

Bo Chaojin solemnly placed the box in the middle of the table, with a smile on his lips, and opened the box with soft eyes.

There are six small cakes with different flavors and decorations in the box, all of which are exquisite and small, and look very appetizing.

There are Oreo flavors, matcha flavors, strawberry flavors, vanilla flavors, blueberry flavors, and mango ice cream flavors.

Regardless of the small cake, Bo Chaojin took out the small paper card by himself, read it first, then groaned with a smile, and locked it in the safe as a treasure.

Confidential Documents: Small Cards! !What grade are you, dare to sleep in a nest like me! !

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"Hi Actor Bo, hello." Director He frowned as he looked at the young man in front of him with the temperament of a banished fairy. This did not match the image of Qiu Yang described in the script. In the play, Qiu Yang experienced a youthful death. Father, hatred makes him do everything with a vigor, a clear goal, not afraid of death...

But Bo Actor, he...

He is clearly suitable to play the role of the Supreme or the God in Xianxia dramas. He does not fight or grab, and his image and temperament are not at all compatible with Qiu Yang. If the editor hadn't insisted on asking Bo Yingdi to come, he might not even consider it.

He admitted that Actor Bo occupies a place in the world of fairy tales, but in modern dramas, plus gun battles, Actor Bo has almost no involvement. Compared with reputation, he will give priority to the actor's acting skills, and then look at others, and the appearance is also the same. One of the observations.

Obviously, he was not very optimistic about Bo Lianye's image.

Ever since Bo Lianye appeared, the screenwriter was very excited.

He heard that his idol wanted to act in this kind of drama a long time ago, so he opened this book.

"I'm here to try out a scene, you can think about it." Bo Lianye looked at the two of them calmly and said.

"Okay, okay, okay." The screenwriter Dada immediately nodded in response as soon as his idol opened his mouth, wishing he could act for his idol right away, what else would he try.

He sent the script to his idol.

"Then Qiu Yang witnessed the scene where his friend was found to be tortured and murdered for covering up his traces." Director He beside him said lightly.

"Huh?" The screenwriter turned around in shock.

Bo Lianye did not refute when he heard the words, but closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the emotions in his eyes changed.

There was a hint of forbearance in his eyes, and the hand on his side trembled faintly, but he forced out a playful smile when the visitor looked over.

"I said, how can this punishment be enough? The electric shock is good, and it doesn't dirty your hands." Said 'Qiu Yang', clapping his hands slowly, looking at his former friend coldly.

Guilt, patience, forbearance... Complicated emotions flashed by, but he had to pretend not to care, otherwise everything that had been laid before him and everything that his friends had done for him would be ruined.

"Ahahahahahahaha, Brother Xu said yes, then give him an electric shock." The second-in-command of the drug lord let go of his doubts and agreed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

'Qiu Yang' curled his lips into a smile under the gaze of the second in command of the drug lord's boss, dispelling his doubts once again with the appearance of having nothing to do with him.

"Second leader, he passed out." The younger brother who was shocked by the electric shock turned around and said that something was wrong.

"Such a question is still used to ask me? Needling." The second master said in disgust.

At this time, the emotion in the eyes of 'Qiu Yang' was at a point of collapse, and the nails went deep into the thigh following the torture suffered by his friend, but it was far less than the hatred in his heart.

The bloody scene was staged in front of his eyes, 'Qiu Yang' closed his eyes...

Can't bear, guilt and many complicated emotions.

Simply closing his eyes made Director He feel Qiu Yang's helplessness, he didn't look dull or stupid, it just acted out Qiu Yang's emotions at that time.

When 'Qiu Yang' opened his eyes again, he changed back to Bo Lianye.

"Great." Director He applauded, and the screenwriter next to him looked at his idol with even more admiration.

"Old He, let me tell you that Best Actor Bo is fine, it's so exciting, you are the protagonist I want!!" The screenwriter next to him showed off and said affirmatively to Director He.

"It's overrated." Bo Lianye said modestly.

"Can you try the scene of Qiu Yang overturning the drug lord's lair and beating up the drug lord's second-in-command?"

"Okay." As soon as Bo Lianye finished speaking, he knelt down and grabbed the air without substance, with a fierce expression on his face, he punched him with an uppercut: "Fuck, I have endured you for a long time, and it was you who hit me."

This contrast made Director He and the screenwriter present here stunned. Seeing 'Qiu Yang''s ruthless gaze on them, goosebumps formed on their arms.

Obviously just now, he seemed to be a banished fairy from the sky, but now he is Qiu Yang who has revenge in the play.

After two rounds of auditions, Director He also agreed, and began to talk to Bo Lianye about joining the crew in the future.

"Almost all the candidates have been confirmed. They are friends of the protagonist in the play. None of them match the image of a 16-year-old genius hacker."

Director He sighed.

The screenwriter also nodded worriedly. Those who came to audition were either too calm or too old, not to mention age, 16 years old! 16 years old!That is a young man full of youthful vigor! !Why are you acting so lifeless?

Another thing is that you used too much force, which made you act like someone else's youthful feeling, but didn't let you act mentally ill.

Some of the images match, or they are brain twitches, and they are always serious and handsome, and they are embarrassed to death, let alone the audience.

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