I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

Not surprisingly, as long as they were good-looking, adult members with big eyes and double eyelids, Director Meng touched his chin after hearing this.

So the assistant director wrote down a lot of names.

After three rounds of drinking, Fan Ziming still didn't see any clues. Xu Zheng actually did, but he still had some expectations.

Finally, Director Meng spoke.

"Members under the age of 18 can leave first. Our play is a college play, and your age does not match. I'm sorry." Director Meng glanced at Zixin again, with reluctance in his eyes.

Zixin took Jin Xiaoxiao's hand and walked out of the private room.

"Hey..." The two children were sitting in the hotel lobby, holding hands and talking.

"I really want to act in a TV series." Zi Xin half-knelt on the sofa in the hall, looking at the aquarium behind her, "Actually, sometimes I really envy these fish."

"Why do you envy them?" Jin Xiaoxiao turned to look at Zixin.

Zixin smiled, her eyes shining: "Seven seconds of memory should be painless."

"Ah? Zi Xin..." Jin Xiaoxiao touched Zi Xin's head, "Sometimes, I suspect that you are actually 26 years old. You think like an adult."

"No." Zi Xin's heart was full of unwillingness at this moment. She looked at the fish swimming around, her eyes swaying with it.

In the box at this moment, Xu Zheng winked and Fan Ziming picked up the white wine glass.

"Director Meng, I have always admired you. If I have the honor to cooperate with you this time, it is really an honor." Fan Ziming's face turned slightly red. "You see, our members are really working hard. If we can select them, We will do our best and cooperate fully.”

Fan Ziming raised his neck and drank.

Xu Zheng coughed, winked at Fan Ziming, and asked him to pour wine.

"Director Meng, please fill it up for you!" Fan Ziming picked up Maotai and poured it for him, but Director Meng only allowed half a cup to be poured.

Director Meng winked at the assistant director, who said with a wicked smile, "Shen Yiru, Hu Yichen, Ning Xinyuan, Lu Meijing, and Zeng Yuefei are staying. The other girls can go back first."

Jiang Chu was slightly relieved. She was grateful for her dress today, even though Xu Zheng glanced at her several times and hated her for not fighting.

However, Jiang Chuwei is still worried about other people, but thinking about the two bosses, nothing will happen.

"Zhaoyuan, you go down first." Jiang Chuwei felt that things were not that simple, so she decided to wait at the door of the private room for a while and rely on her excellent hearing to eavesdrop.

It didn't take long for Director Meng's true nature to be exposed. He asked Xu Zheng to move to another seat and called Shen Yiru to come over and sit down.

"Yiru, come closer and I'll take a look at you." Director Meng called to Shen Yiru with a smile.

Shen Yiru had no choice but to move over with an awkward smile on her face. She also felt something was wrong, but after all, it was her first time attending a casting meeting and she didn't understand what it was doing, so she thought it was a normal operation.

"Hey." Director Meng gently touched Shen Yiru's hand, "This hand is small enough. Can you usually hold the microphone?"

When Fan Ziming heard this, he was so excited that he was almost sober. Men know men.

Fan Ziming knew that Director Meng's words were dirty and felt deeply uncomfortable, but it still stuck in his throat.

"Okay..." Shen Yiru didn't hear anything wrong and just answered the question seriously.

"Okay." Director Meng grabbed Shen Yiru's hand, held it with one hand and patted it gently with the other.

Damn it, Xu Zheng also understood at this moment, what does this old guy think of the members?

He immediately picked up the wine glass and rushed to Director Meng's side, trying to make Director Meng let go: "Director Meng, can we drink some more?"

Director Meng smiled and had no intention of taking his hand away: "What's the rush? I'll continue drinking later."

Hu Yichen was already frowning, and the hand she placed under the table was clenched into a fist.

If Ning Xinyuan hadn't pulled her with one hand under the table, she would have really stood up and turned the table over.

Fan Ziming's mind was spinning rapidly, what to do, what to do.

"Yiru, Xinyuan, and Meijing, you can come to the hotel we rented in the evening to talk about the script. I think the three of you look like college students." Mr. Meng tilted his mouth, "The assistant director will join you later. WeChat and send you the address.”

Jiang Chuwei listened attentively outside the door, and the old Biden revealed his true purpose.

What kind of casting party is this? It’s time to choose a concubine for this old bastard! Fan Ziming and Xu Zheng, are you just sitting back and doing nothing?

Just when Jiang Chuwei put on a mask and was about to rush in to record the video with his mobile phone, all the members came out.

Shen Yiru seemed to lose her soul all of a sudden. When she saw Jiang Chuwei, she threw herself on her and was about to cry.

Hu Yichen pulled Shen Yiru, shook his head, then pulled Jiang Chuwei and said, "Let's go first."

Jiang Chuwei didn't know what happened just now, so he had to follow them and ran downstairs.

In the box, Director Meng waited for more than 20 minutes, a little anxious: "Mr. Fan, didn't you say they went to change clothes? Why haven't they come over yet?"

"If you want to see it that much, I'll dance for you." Fan Ziming's smile annoyed Director Meng.

"How dare you fool me!" Director Meng slapped the table and wanted to go over and slap Fan Ziming in the mouth, but was stopped by the assistant director.