When I Return With You [Entertainment]
Chapter 8 Talent
"……what?"
During the gap between Jian Yang's audition, the crew almost dispersed, and everyone went to eat in twos and threes.The space set aside for the studio is quite large. In the small corner where Jian Yang is at the moment, apart from the photographer who is still tidying up behind him and Jian Ping who seems to want to talk to Jian Yang for a while, there are only people standing face to face. two people.
The sky is getting darker, and the street lights beside the movie city road are soft, blurring a blurred and graceful scenery.
And Mo Yungui, who looked as cold as frost and snow, continued to be dumb after saying something that made people angry.
Jian Yang cocked his tail for a while, and then he was yelled at. The key point was that the person who yelled at him was quite special. He couldn't lose his temper for a while, and he was almost suffocated to death.
Is this dust free?He thought, because he was reborn into a person with the same face as in his previous life, so when he saw Yungui who looked exactly like Wuchen, he had expectations in his heart.
He looked at the silent person opposite with complicated eyes, and Wu Chen also liked to be dumb, but he would not be so mean when he spoke, at least he had never been mean to him.
It's fine if the performance is wrong, but what about adding a complete one?
"Oh." He finally replied slowly, in a tone that was not ready to be beaten, "But I'm sure I'm going to act, right? You have to follow my acting."
The photographer didn't care about the choking of the two young people, he packed up his things, greeted Jian Ping, and hurried to eat.Jian Ping waited and watched for a while, showed a look of great interest, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Mo Yungui in this room lowered his half-drooped eyes that seemed indifferent, covering all the emotions in his eyes.
"Yes..." His voice was low, as if showing some disappointment, "I thought...you were different from them."
What's the difference?None of them are acting for the sake of acting, they don't feel the desire to become someone else completely, they just want to play a role, but they don't want to be that role.
It shouldn't be...he is a little out of order today, it seems that since he saw this person, there has been...out of control.Mo Yungui took a step back unconsciously.
"Would you like Yun Gui to teach this bastard?" Jian Ping, who was watching from the sidelines, finally stood up, "Just in time, I also want to meet the talented S-level talent who was praised by that guy Lin Gan back then."
"That guy whispered in my ear for a long time, saying that it's a pity that you don't act... Your mother is more emotionally stable now, and she also sells me some face. You can try it for me. If it's true Well, I can help too."
Mo Yungui was still walking backwards, but when he heard Jian Ping's words behind him, he stopped suddenly, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a terrifying light.
He looked at Jian Ping motionlessly for a long time, and at last he bowed deeply.
"If... please." His voice was too trembling and hoarse.
Jian Yang turned to look at his cheap father, clicked his tongue a few times, and just played riddles in front of him in such an open manner, as if he didn't exist.However, he grasped one important point, that is, this Mo Yungui, who resembles his former best friend, seems to be said to be very talented in acting and really wants to act?
An actor with facial paralysis?Are you playing facial paralysis?
Please allow him to find a corner and secretly laugh for a while.
"Hey, you can just play the part that Yang Yang just played, and let him see what's wrong with him just now."
"En." Mo Yungui nodded.
The moment he nodded his head, his whole demeanor changed.
Originally, Mo Yungui and Jian Yang were both very good-looking, but their impressions were completely different.
Mo Yungui's handsomeness is sharper and colder, and because of his facial paralysis, half-drowned eyes and taciturn personality, he looks unapproachable at all.This face is especially suitable for playing the indifferent, abstinent, unsmiling superior.
Jian Yang wants to be a little softer, and a smile will be irrelevant to seriousness, but the sparkling waves in his peach eyes are so full of overflowing, that he has a fatal attraction that is almost affectionate, coupled with his natural demeanor , making him more like a passionate son indeed.
Both of them are not suitable to play Wen Chan, who is still childish and ignorant even though he is an adult, in terms of appearance and aura, but if there is a comparison, Jian Yang, who has a softer outline, is more suitable.
But when it really came to this time, Mo Yungui made a comeback.
The facial features are obviously still the same, but the eyes are opened round and the corners of the lips are raised mischievously, but it seems to be another person all of a sudden.
This person's eyebrows and eyes are lively, and a little childishness remains when he looks at him. He looks around while walking, and his spirit is high.
He was still making a load-bearing movement, but he was swaying from side to side, and he was so restless as to walk. His dark eyeballs rolled around, revealing a very natural feeling. Smart.
And from time to time, it seems to be because of the intoxicated face smelling the fragrance of flowers, and the leisurely kicking weeds, they all appropriately show the simplest love for the world of a young monk who lives in the mountains and forests, and that is easy to be deceived. Neglected, occasionally revealed between brows, lonely.
Yes, this is a mountain that is too deep, desolate and uninhabited. The wooden fish clock has cut off all the hustle and bustle. , Unknowingly lonely.
Obviously, they haven't even started to read a line, but the two people present are holding their breath.
This is Wen Chan, not the simple ignorance played by Jian Yang, who is easily fascinated by sex.
He is so pure and simple in happiness, his wit seems to be engraved in his bones, and...he is lonely, this is a young monk who yearns for the world of mortals, even though he is so lonely, maybe it is because of this loneliness that he will treat a foreigner. The woman is delusional.
This man recited the Buddhist scriptures in a more casual tone than Jian Yang, but this kind of casualness, against the cleverness on his face, became more like it was too familiar and too simple.
The sudden jam made him a little embarrassed, the tips of his ears were slightly red, there was annoyance on his brows, and those eyes that could talk were also wondering: It's so simple, why can't he recite it all of a sudden?
"Eh...eh?" He touched the top of his head, which was a very subtle and precise movement, because that position happened to be where the monk had a ring scar, which represented the identity of the young monk.
"What?" In the script, the little monk screamed to express his surprise because he felt something was kicked suddenly, but here Mo Yungui didn't. He just retracted his feet in a hurry, muttered, and then looked down.
There should have been a beautiful woman lying badly wounded.
Mo Yungui's eyes are extremely beautiful, with the tails of the eyes raised upwards, and the pupils are like black glazed beads, lively and energetic, but the sudden fixation in his eyes at this moment makes his eyes more than ten times more attractive.
Countless fireworks suddenly bloomed in the deep glazed beads, bright and gorgeous, bursting into full bloom, and under the fireworks, the still water that has never known love began to show circles of lines.
"If the heart moves... If the heart moves... then people move recklessly, hurting their bodies and hurting their bones, so they experience a lot of pain in the world..."
He didn't seem to pay attention to what he was reciting at all, but he was reciting slowly and piously. He was reciting his own beliefs, and he was subconsciously protecting himself and admonishing himself.
But if it can be controlled and stopped, how can there be so many idiotic men and women, love-hate entanglements in the world?
The cruelest thing in the world may be love, but love is also the most touching.
That look is indeed very contagious, because it reveals something more, which is the purpose of the existence of Zen.
Love begets fear, love begets pain.But the beauty and sweetness of that moment was too tempting, so he stepped forward, no matter how clear he was, he would not hesitate to plunge into the abyss.
In troubled times, it seems pretentious to talk about love, but it is always something that has been praised for thousands of years. What Zen represents is its charm.
Fascinating, insane.
The audition is over.
Mo Yungui lowered his head and waited on the spot, the expression and movements that belonged to Wen Chan were pulled away from him in an instant.His standing posture is very good-looking, with a calm and cold demeanor.
He seemed to have changed from a little monk asking Zen to a cold Mo Yungui all of a sudden.
Jian Yang was dumbfounded. When he came back to his senses, his first thought was, who is this paralyzed?His worldview desperately needs a second rescue.
Second thought: It turns out that Wuchen's face can also make such an innocent expression, tsk tsk tsk, it seems to be molested.
The third thought: Damn, it seems to be slapped in the face.Hiss, it hurts a bit.
"Crack/crack/crack——" Jian Ping's eyes lighted up amidst the excited applause, "I kind of understand that old guy Lin Gan has an indescribably constipated expression on his face every time he mentions you and Yixuan... this talent , It is true that blue is better than blue, Yixuan is too extreme, she shouldn't bury you."
"It's Director Lin's praise." Mo Yungui's tone was still lukewarm, and the excited expression never appeared on that face. He seemed to put all his emotions into the role he wanted to play, so much so that he If you don't pretend to be someone else, you won't be as cold as a normal person, "Then Uncle Jian...my mother's place..."
"I'll talk about it. She won't give face to other directors, but mine will still be considered. Besides, you've grown up... Sigh..." Jian Ping suddenly glanced at Jian Yang, " Neither she nor I was made to be a parent, so I knew where to tell her."
"You can stay in my crew to guide Yangyang. He has just debuted. If I can really talk about your mother, then I will add a role for you in the drama. This kid has been working for many years. I The production crews that you have heard of before have all praised you as a calm governor, if you don’t mind, please take care of him. In return, I will use some of my connections to find you two a golden agent to debut together, how about it?"
"Thank you, Uncle Jian." Mo Yungui bowed again. In the modern age where many ancient etiquettes are gradually disappearing, bowing is indeed the most solemn respect for juniors.
"Don't be so polite. It's not a matter of whether things will work out. Besides, I'm really selfish. When I knew you, I knew you were a good boy. It's just that I was tired of my childhood experience and I didn't know any friends. My son Although he is a bastard, he is not a bad person at all, you should take care of it and help me take care of it, and you also hope to have a friend."
Jian Ping smiled like a fox.
Wen Chan's loneliness is not staged, it is Mo Yungui's own, real loneliness.
Jian Yang, who has never had the right to speak: "..."
Hey, you two seem to have forgotten something.
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According to reliable information from Xu Zexu's assistant, Jian Ping made a long-distance call last night and spent more than three hours talking with his three-inch tongue, occasionally interspersed with hysterical screaming and questioning from a woman on the phone. Successfully persuaded Mo Yungui's mysterious mother to agree to Mo Yungui's acting.
So early the next morning, Jian Ping quickly discussed the role of Mo Yungui with the screenwriter.
Since the production crew had already started work, and the cast had already signed contracts with the cast members, only one character could be added temporarily, but "A Floating Life in a Troubled World" was originally a story with a complete plot, and this character could only be an insignificant little utility.
Perhaps it was to really package the debut of the two together as a gimmick, and the role was chosen as the senior brother of Wenchan, Wenxin, who did not appear in the book.
This is a character that is not in the original book. After all, Wen Chan is a small supporting role, and his temple and those senior brothers are just mentioned briefly.
The screenwriter finally finalized the lines for Mo Yungui, and there were only five sentences in total, all of which were nonsense about caring about the junior brother asking Zen.
In short, it is the passer-by that came with Wenzen when he appeared on the stage.
Mo Yungui didn't look unhappy at all. Although his emotions didn't fluctuate obviously, it could be seen that the joy of getting what he wanted was buried deep in his eyes.
Jian Yang glanced at the people next to him, curled his lips, it was really easy to dismiss.
However, the number of sneak peeks did not decrease at all, and even increased as time went by.
Since they both play monks, now, they are dressed in monk robes, sitting in a row, with their heads shaved.
The shape of a bald head is a test of a person's facial features and face shape. Some people are handsome with bangs, but shaving their hair makes their eyes sharp, while some people shave their hair, but it will make their unique appearance even more publicized. forcing people.
As for Mo Yungui, it is undoubtedly the latter, and Jian Yang is no exception.
Mo Yungui, who had shaved his hair, looked more and more dust-free. Jian Yang couldn't bear to take his eyes away. The kind of nobleness and indifference and abstinence that seemed to be otherworldly made his appearance rise several notches. At first glance, he is a handsome and enlightened monk.
Compared with Jian Yang, he is slightly inferior. He has no temperament bonus, and he looks like a handsome young man with his hair shaved, but he has no hair.
The barber who shaved their heads looked amazed.
"This is the real male god, damn it! Even with shaved hair, his looks are heaven-defying... No, this abstinence model is so tempting! Boo~" Lian, the costumer who came in, has a nympho personality online, and he looks crazy at first glance.
"Oh, I feel like I'm going to steal the limelight from my prime minister and the lord... I'm going to die, and the monks will look like this, and my mother will become a nun someday!" The field manager Yanyan made a heart-shaped gesture, her eyes were like 502 glue It's sticky to people.
"What are you doing? Dawdling." Zheng Yaoxi, who was impatiently waiting outside to play with Jian Yang, shouted in an unladylike manner.
Because the director said that she and Wen Chan's understudy had the worst acting skills in the entire crew, so they had to get rid of their roles first.
snort!Zheng Yaoxi felt that the whole world was full of malice towards her. Others might not know it, but she knew very well that the substitute was the bastard director's son, a newcomer who had never been an actor before.
what? !She is at least a student from a serious drama academy, and all cats and dogs are compared to her.
She will definitely teach this bastard director's bastard son what acting is.
The author has something to say: stand-alone makes me happy, keep smiling.
During the gap between Jian Yang's audition, the crew almost dispersed, and everyone went to eat in twos and threes.The space set aside for the studio is quite large. In the small corner where Jian Yang is at the moment, apart from the photographer who is still tidying up behind him and Jian Ping who seems to want to talk to Jian Yang for a while, there are only people standing face to face. two people.
The sky is getting darker, and the street lights beside the movie city road are soft, blurring a blurred and graceful scenery.
And Mo Yungui, who looked as cold as frost and snow, continued to be dumb after saying something that made people angry.
Jian Yang cocked his tail for a while, and then he was yelled at. The key point was that the person who yelled at him was quite special. He couldn't lose his temper for a while, and he was almost suffocated to death.
Is this dust free?He thought, because he was reborn into a person with the same face as in his previous life, so when he saw Yungui who looked exactly like Wuchen, he had expectations in his heart.
He looked at the silent person opposite with complicated eyes, and Wu Chen also liked to be dumb, but he would not be so mean when he spoke, at least he had never been mean to him.
It's fine if the performance is wrong, but what about adding a complete one?
"Oh." He finally replied slowly, in a tone that was not ready to be beaten, "But I'm sure I'm going to act, right? You have to follow my acting."
The photographer didn't care about the choking of the two young people, he packed up his things, greeted Jian Ping, and hurried to eat.Jian Ping waited and watched for a while, showed a look of great interest, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Mo Yungui in this room lowered his half-drooped eyes that seemed indifferent, covering all the emotions in his eyes.
"Yes..." His voice was low, as if showing some disappointment, "I thought...you were different from them."
What's the difference?None of them are acting for the sake of acting, they don't feel the desire to become someone else completely, they just want to play a role, but they don't want to be that role.
It shouldn't be...he is a little out of order today, it seems that since he saw this person, there has been...out of control.Mo Yungui took a step back unconsciously.
"Would you like Yun Gui to teach this bastard?" Jian Ping, who was watching from the sidelines, finally stood up, "Just in time, I also want to meet the talented S-level talent who was praised by that guy Lin Gan back then."
"That guy whispered in my ear for a long time, saying that it's a pity that you don't act... Your mother is more emotionally stable now, and she also sells me some face. You can try it for me. If it's true Well, I can help too."
Mo Yungui was still walking backwards, but when he heard Jian Ping's words behind him, he stopped suddenly, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a terrifying light.
He looked at Jian Ping motionlessly for a long time, and at last he bowed deeply.
"If... please." His voice was too trembling and hoarse.
Jian Yang turned to look at his cheap father, clicked his tongue a few times, and just played riddles in front of him in such an open manner, as if he didn't exist.However, he grasped one important point, that is, this Mo Yungui, who resembles his former best friend, seems to be said to be very talented in acting and really wants to act?
An actor with facial paralysis?Are you playing facial paralysis?
Please allow him to find a corner and secretly laugh for a while.
"Hey, you can just play the part that Yang Yang just played, and let him see what's wrong with him just now."
"En." Mo Yungui nodded.
The moment he nodded his head, his whole demeanor changed.
Originally, Mo Yungui and Jian Yang were both very good-looking, but their impressions were completely different.
Mo Yungui's handsomeness is sharper and colder, and because of his facial paralysis, half-drowned eyes and taciturn personality, he looks unapproachable at all.This face is especially suitable for playing the indifferent, abstinent, unsmiling superior.
Jian Yang wants to be a little softer, and a smile will be irrelevant to seriousness, but the sparkling waves in his peach eyes are so full of overflowing, that he has a fatal attraction that is almost affectionate, coupled with his natural demeanor , making him more like a passionate son indeed.
Both of them are not suitable to play Wen Chan, who is still childish and ignorant even though he is an adult, in terms of appearance and aura, but if there is a comparison, Jian Yang, who has a softer outline, is more suitable.
But when it really came to this time, Mo Yungui made a comeback.
The facial features are obviously still the same, but the eyes are opened round and the corners of the lips are raised mischievously, but it seems to be another person all of a sudden.
This person's eyebrows and eyes are lively, and a little childishness remains when he looks at him. He looks around while walking, and his spirit is high.
He was still making a load-bearing movement, but he was swaying from side to side, and he was so restless as to walk. His dark eyeballs rolled around, revealing a very natural feeling. Smart.
And from time to time, it seems to be because of the intoxicated face smelling the fragrance of flowers, and the leisurely kicking weeds, they all appropriately show the simplest love for the world of a young monk who lives in the mountains and forests, and that is easy to be deceived. Neglected, occasionally revealed between brows, lonely.
Yes, this is a mountain that is too deep, desolate and uninhabited. The wooden fish clock has cut off all the hustle and bustle. , Unknowingly lonely.
Obviously, they haven't even started to read a line, but the two people present are holding their breath.
This is Wen Chan, not the simple ignorance played by Jian Yang, who is easily fascinated by sex.
He is so pure and simple in happiness, his wit seems to be engraved in his bones, and...he is lonely, this is a young monk who yearns for the world of mortals, even though he is so lonely, maybe it is because of this loneliness that he will treat a foreigner. The woman is delusional.
This man recited the Buddhist scriptures in a more casual tone than Jian Yang, but this kind of casualness, against the cleverness on his face, became more like it was too familiar and too simple.
The sudden jam made him a little embarrassed, the tips of his ears were slightly red, there was annoyance on his brows, and those eyes that could talk were also wondering: It's so simple, why can't he recite it all of a sudden?
"Eh...eh?" He touched the top of his head, which was a very subtle and precise movement, because that position happened to be where the monk had a ring scar, which represented the identity of the young monk.
"What?" In the script, the little monk screamed to express his surprise because he felt something was kicked suddenly, but here Mo Yungui didn't. He just retracted his feet in a hurry, muttered, and then looked down.
There should have been a beautiful woman lying badly wounded.
Mo Yungui's eyes are extremely beautiful, with the tails of the eyes raised upwards, and the pupils are like black glazed beads, lively and energetic, but the sudden fixation in his eyes at this moment makes his eyes more than ten times more attractive.
Countless fireworks suddenly bloomed in the deep glazed beads, bright and gorgeous, bursting into full bloom, and under the fireworks, the still water that has never known love began to show circles of lines.
"If the heart moves... If the heart moves... then people move recklessly, hurting their bodies and hurting their bones, so they experience a lot of pain in the world..."
He didn't seem to pay attention to what he was reciting at all, but he was reciting slowly and piously. He was reciting his own beliefs, and he was subconsciously protecting himself and admonishing himself.
But if it can be controlled and stopped, how can there be so many idiotic men and women, love-hate entanglements in the world?
The cruelest thing in the world may be love, but love is also the most touching.
That look is indeed very contagious, because it reveals something more, which is the purpose of the existence of Zen.
Love begets fear, love begets pain.But the beauty and sweetness of that moment was too tempting, so he stepped forward, no matter how clear he was, he would not hesitate to plunge into the abyss.
In troubled times, it seems pretentious to talk about love, but it is always something that has been praised for thousands of years. What Zen represents is its charm.
Fascinating, insane.
The audition is over.
Mo Yungui lowered his head and waited on the spot, the expression and movements that belonged to Wen Chan were pulled away from him in an instant.His standing posture is very good-looking, with a calm and cold demeanor.
He seemed to have changed from a little monk asking Zen to a cold Mo Yungui all of a sudden.
Jian Yang was dumbfounded. When he came back to his senses, his first thought was, who is this paralyzed?His worldview desperately needs a second rescue.
Second thought: It turns out that Wuchen's face can also make such an innocent expression, tsk tsk tsk, it seems to be molested.
The third thought: Damn, it seems to be slapped in the face.Hiss, it hurts a bit.
"Crack/crack/crack——" Jian Ping's eyes lighted up amidst the excited applause, "I kind of understand that old guy Lin Gan has an indescribably constipated expression on his face every time he mentions you and Yixuan... this talent , It is true that blue is better than blue, Yixuan is too extreme, she shouldn't bury you."
"It's Director Lin's praise." Mo Yungui's tone was still lukewarm, and the excited expression never appeared on that face. He seemed to put all his emotions into the role he wanted to play, so much so that he If you don't pretend to be someone else, you won't be as cold as a normal person, "Then Uncle Jian...my mother's place..."
"I'll talk about it. She won't give face to other directors, but mine will still be considered. Besides, you've grown up... Sigh..." Jian Ping suddenly glanced at Jian Yang, " Neither she nor I was made to be a parent, so I knew where to tell her."
"You can stay in my crew to guide Yangyang. He has just debuted. If I can really talk about your mother, then I will add a role for you in the drama. This kid has been working for many years. I The production crews that you have heard of before have all praised you as a calm governor, if you don’t mind, please take care of him. In return, I will use some of my connections to find you two a golden agent to debut together, how about it?"
"Thank you, Uncle Jian." Mo Yungui bowed again. In the modern age where many ancient etiquettes are gradually disappearing, bowing is indeed the most solemn respect for juniors.
"Don't be so polite. It's not a matter of whether things will work out. Besides, I'm really selfish. When I knew you, I knew you were a good boy. It's just that I was tired of my childhood experience and I didn't know any friends. My son Although he is a bastard, he is not a bad person at all, you should take care of it and help me take care of it, and you also hope to have a friend."
Jian Ping smiled like a fox.
Wen Chan's loneliness is not staged, it is Mo Yungui's own, real loneliness.
Jian Yang, who has never had the right to speak: "..."
Hey, you two seem to have forgotten something.
-------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------
According to reliable information from Xu Zexu's assistant, Jian Ping made a long-distance call last night and spent more than three hours talking with his three-inch tongue, occasionally interspersed with hysterical screaming and questioning from a woman on the phone. Successfully persuaded Mo Yungui's mysterious mother to agree to Mo Yungui's acting.
So early the next morning, Jian Ping quickly discussed the role of Mo Yungui with the screenwriter.
Since the production crew had already started work, and the cast had already signed contracts with the cast members, only one character could be added temporarily, but "A Floating Life in a Troubled World" was originally a story with a complete plot, and this character could only be an insignificant little utility.
Perhaps it was to really package the debut of the two together as a gimmick, and the role was chosen as the senior brother of Wenchan, Wenxin, who did not appear in the book.
This is a character that is not in the original book. After all, Wen Chan is a small supporting role, and his temple and those senior brothers are just mentioned briefly.
The screenwriter finally finalized the lines for Mo Yungui, and there were only five sentences in total, all of which were nonsense about caring about the junior brother asking Zen.
In short, it is the passer-by that came with Wenzen when he appeared on the stage.
Mo Yungui didn't look unhappy at all. Although his emotions didn't fluctuate obviously, it could be seen that the joy of getting what he wanted was buried deep in his eyes.
Jian Yang glanced at the people next to him, curled his lips, it was really easy to dismiss.
However, the number of sneak peeks did not decrease at all, and even increased as time went by.
Since they both play monks, now, they are dressed in monk robes, sitting in a row, with their heads shaved.
The shape of a bald head is a test of a person's facial features and face shape. Some people are handsome with bangs, but shaving their hair makes their eyes sharp, while some people shave their hair, but it will make their unique appearance even more publicized. forcing people.
As for Mo Yungui, it is undoubtedly the latter, and Jian Yang is no exception.
Mo Yungui, who had shaved his hair, looked more and more dust-free. Jian Yang couldn't bear to take his eyes away. The kind of nobleness and indifference and abstinence that seemed to be otherworldly made his appearance rise several notches. At first glance, he is a handsome and enlightened monk.
Compared with Jian Yang, he is slightly inferior. He has no temperament bonus, and he looks like a handsome young man with his hair shaved, but he has no hair.
The barber who shaved their heads looked amazed.
"This is the real male god, damn it! Even with shaved hair, his looks are heaven-defying... No, this abstinence model is so tempting! Boo~" Lian, the costumer who came in, has a nympho personality online, and he looks crazy at first glance.
"Oh, I feel like I'm going to steal the limelight from my prime minister and the lord... I'm going to die, and the monks will look like this, and my mother will become a nun someday!" The field manager Yanyan made a heart-shaped gesture, her eyes were like 502 glue It's sticky to people.
"What are you doing? Dawdling." Zheng Yaoxi, who was impatiently waiting outside to play with Jian Yang, shouted in an unladylike manner.
Because the director said that she and Wen Chan's understudy had the worst acting skills in the entire crew, so they had to get rid of their roles first.
snort!Zheng Yaoxi felt that the whole world was full of malice towards her. Others might not know it, but she knew very well that the substitute was the bastard director's son, a newcomer who had never been an actor before.
what? !She is at least a student from a serious drama academy, and all cats and dogs are compared to her.
She will definitely teach this bastard director's bastard son what acting is.
The author has something to say: stand-alone makes me happy, keep smiling.
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