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Sensing the abnormality, Ji Rongchen turned his attention away from the TV and looked down at Qiao Yu: "Huh?"

Qiao Yu turned on the tuba and dragged him out of the list of blocked users: "Okay, you said you didn't want to ask p."

No wonder that English nickname is so familiar.

Ji Rongchen frowned: "What do you mean?"

Qiao Yu was just joking. Based on what he knew about Ji Rongchen, it's not like Ji took the initiative to post photos of his abs for flirting.

After taking a sip of Wangzai's milk, he handed the straw to Ji Rongchen's mouth, and said, "In the gay circle, the implicit interpretation of your behavior is that my brother is very strong, and my baby will give me a room number."

"To put it bluntly—fuck it."

Ji Rongchen: "..."

While surprised at the chaos in a certain circle, Ji Rongchen realized that Qiao Yu seemed to be familiar with these things?

His face darkened: "You understand very well?"

The anti-radar sounded in my heart, and Qiao Yu put on a disgusted expression: "Of course I understand, it's too messy, messy, messy, and it's annoying to watch. I don't like any of those 1, otherwise I wouldn't be here Two-dimensional looking for a man, the three-dimensional is as quiet as a quail."

Ji Rongchen's face softened.

Qiao Yu turned her head and silently rolled her eyes.

Where does the vinegar jar become essence?

But what Qiao Yu said was also true. He was naive in the second stage of curiosity and courtship, and he downloaded Xiaolan and Xiaohong with the unrealistic fantasy of "one couple for life". The avatar made him homophobic even if he was gay.So I uninstalled it immediately, and since then I have focused on attracting Two-dimensional documentaries.

Fearing that Ji Rongchen would continue to ask, Qiao Yu changed the subject and said, "No, you are also very strange, right? Which normal person is fine and keeps sending people photos of their abs?"

Qiao Yu actually recognized Ji Rongchen's abs at the time, and thought that someone was showing off with a fake photo. Now think about it, besides Ji Rongchen himself, and himself, who can have his photo?

Ji Rongchen coughed and said unnaturally, "My abs are better looking than his."

"what?"

Qiao Yu tilted her head, with whom to compare.

A suspicious blush appeared on Ji Rongchen's face, and his expression became more and more unnatural, intermittently: "Your phone, screen saver."

Qiao Yu: "..."

After a moment of silence, Qiao Yu took out his phone with a suppressed smile, rolled his eyelids leisurely, stared at Ji Rongchen, and said in a faint tone, "I'm such a lazy person, do you think I will set up a screensaver on purpose?"

As he spoke, he tapped the screen, and a photo of a beautiful woman and a racing car appeared in the middle of the screen.

"This is the mobile phone's built-in gallery, which will be automatically changed every few days."

Looking at Qiao Yu's phone, Ji Rongchen had a wonderful expression.

In a burst of laughter that almost broke the roof, Qiao Yu buried her face in Ji Rongchen's arms, shaking her shoulders and laughing forward and backward.

What's the matter with you, little brother?

Unable to lose face, Ji Rongchen coughed and said calmly: "There is a meeting tonight, I will prepare the materials."

After talking about getting up to leave, Qiao Yu held Ji Rongchen's hand tightly, and pushed him back on the sofa, holding Ji Rongchen's face in a crazy kiss.

Too grassy.

He actually felt that the silly Ji Baobei was so damn attractive to him.

It's not the domineering temperament in the universal standard, nor is it the sense of security and strength that can be completely relied on that is shown to the outside world, but the stupidity and cuteness that are only shown in front of him alone.

Watching cartoons makes me feel stupid for no reason, loves sweets, and the food is extremely difficult to swallow...

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The main character of the character is a pianist, and there must be scenes where piano music needs to be played, although it may be shot at the end.

When she received the script, there was still about a week before the audition. Qiao Yu signed up for a special piano training class the next day. Starting from basic sitting posture and hand gestures, she stayed in the piano room for more than ten hours a day.

Because their professional vocal music class itself will also have some understanding of scales and staves, so it's okay to play with one hand.It was not until the pieces that required the cooperation of both hands that I started to make frequent mistakes. In addition, my reaction ability was not enough, my brain couldn't turn around, and my left and right hands were extremely uncoordinated.

Seeing that the time was getting closer, but he didn't even get started, he couldn't help being a little annoyed.

The more irritable and chaotic the mind, the more likely it is to make mistakes. The problem of inflexibility of the folded fingers and the ring finger that had been overcome with great difficulty a few days ago also came back.

After watching the cute pet healing video for more than half an hour, I sat back in front of the piano again.

During the piano practice, my mood was the same as that of qualifying, switching back and forth between "I'm autistic" and "I want to open up" from time to time.

Fortunately, this time it has improved and become smoother.

Finally it's Wednesday.

On the day of the audition, Qiao Yu woke up earlier than usual, prepared breakfast and left a note for Ji Baobei before leaving the apartment.

Dali was already waiting downstairs, seeing him coming out, he went around and opened the car door.

After getting in the car, Qiao Yu closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and pondered over the characters and music score in her mind, and arrived at Xinghan Building in a short while.

As Zheng Shutong said, there are indeed a lot of people who came to audition today.

The entertainment industry has always paid attention to personal connections. From getting off the car to entering the elevator, someone greeted him from time to time.

Whether familiar or unfamiliar.

To these people, Qiao Yu smiled and nodded with a full face, neither intimacy nor indifference.

From a distance, Jiang Yan, who walked in an extremely arrogant posture, could be recognized at a glance as him, came in from another staircase, and the two looked at each other across the air.

Surprise flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes, and he immediately shouted excitedly: "Little Qiaoqiao!"

The eyes of everyone present turned to the two of them at the same time, and Qiao Yu covered his face with a hat.

awkward.

Jiang Yan waved his arms and was about to walk this way with his legs raised. Behind him, the man in suit and leather shoes, whose muscles were about to tear through his shirt and protruding, grabbed him with his long hands, and carried him back as easily as a little chicken.

Qiao Yu, who witnessed the whole process, raised an eyebrow.

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He guessed that this person was Lin Che, Jiang Yan's new manager.

Speaking of which, since he changed his agent, Jiang Yan's popularity has indeed improved a lot, at least it is no longer the same as before, nine out of ten people scolded him.

I don't know what Lin Che whispered to Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan looked impatient, but after all, he was not as exaggerated as before.

Although the smile still looks like the silly son of the landlord's family.

Jiang Yan walked up to Qiao Yu's side and bumped him on the shoulder: "Are you here to audition too?"

Qiao Yu: "Yes."

Jiang Yan raised his chin: "Friendship belongs to friendship, brother will not let you."

Qiao Yu spread his hands, and replied bluntly: "Don't cry if you lose the election."

Jiang Yan was at a loss for words.

For a long time, I don't know who couldn't hold back first, looked at the other party and laughed.

Just as he was smiling, a shadow came over, separating the two of them.

Qiao Yu looked up and found that Lin Che was coming.

Lin Che was tall, probably about the same height as Ji Rongchen, with a cold expression, half a head taller than him, and her eyes were oppressive.

Jiang Yan patted Qiao Yu's shoulder: "I'll go in first, and I'll wait for you to have dinner together when it's over."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Che tapped the wristwatch with her right index finger: "There is an event in the afternoon, so it's too late."

Qiao met his nose and said knowingly, "Let's do it another day, I have an advertisement at the end."

Jiang Yan turned his head three times: "Okay, call me when you are free. I was recently bought into a store by a fan. You must like it."

Qiao Yu snapped his fingers and waved at him: "There's no problem."

After speaking, Lin Che glanced over.

Qiao Yu scratched his head.

What, why does Lin Che seem hostile to him?

He didn't steal his wife.

About 10 minutes later, the staff came to call Qiao Yu.

Dali looked more nervous than him, and clasped his hands: "Brother Yu, come on!"

Qiao Yu nodded, and followed the staff into the audition room.

There were three men and two women in the room. As soon as Qiao Yu entered, he saw the man sitting in seat c.

It was different from what he thought. He thought that Lin Guanhai, who had shot a lot of out-of-the-box works, was very old, but he didn't expect that he looked like he was only in his early thirties.

He has handsome features, a deep nose bridge, bronze skin, eagle-like sharp eyes, a small neatly trimmed beard on his chin, and two long legs sitting there casually crossed, very masculine.

Seeing Lin Guanhai looking at her, Qiao Yu looked away and said politely, "Hi, Director."

"Hello, teachers."

The woman beside Lin Guanhai had a kind face and smiled slightly: "Qiao Yu, please sit first."

Qiao Yu nodded obediently.

After he sat down, the middle-aged man on Lin Guanhai's right pushed up his glasses:

"We all know that the filming of a drama is not like a math problem. Exact conditions and formulas are given, and the only solution is finally obtained. Because different characters are involved in the storytelling, like a chemical reaction, there will be many A moment of inspiration."

"The script does not represent everything, but the character design is the basis of all stories. Therefore, we need the protagonist to have independent creativity on the basis of obeying the command."

"Then now, based on what you know about Yuan Chong, please demonstrate a plot that might have happened to him."

Qiao Yu: "Okay."

"You have 3 minutes to prepare, and the timer starts."

Qiao Yu pursed her lips and quickly adjusted her status.

When the timing is over, the expression and demeanor change accordingly.

Qiao Yu's eyebrows drooped slightly, and the originally clear eyes were stained with an indelible gloom. He raised his arms in the air and performed a non-physical performance. in the ocean of music.

Suddenly, the melody paused, Qiao Yu raised his eyelids, and a chilling smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At the same time, his melancholy eyes seamlessly merged into another one: bloodthirsty, provocative, and extremely aggressive.

Being stared at by such a gaze, the people sitting on both sides of Lin Guanhai had goosebumps all over their bodies. When they came back to their senses, they looked at each other and saw the same surprise in each other's eyes.

In terms of appearance, Qiao Yu is Yuan Chong's best candidate, and it can be said that he is a perfect fit, but everyone is worried about his acting skills.

After all, Qiao Yu's previous roles were similar, they were all very youthful characters, they could be played in their true colors, and the test of acting skills was not that great, but Yuan Chong was different, he had a maturity and thickness different from that of young people Feeling, let alone other personalities, it is difficult for young actors to control.

Now it seems that their worries are really unnecessary. Even the boss can't fault this acting.

At the end of the performance, led by the man with glasses, there was a roar of applause in the audition room: "Wonderful!"

"You are really amazing. You can show several different personalities without lag. Very few old actors can do it in one shot."

After being praised so bluntly, Qiao Yu smiled embarrassedly.

Lin Guanhai, who hadn't said a word since he came in, suddenly opened his mouth, with his hands resting on his chin, his voice was faint: "It's not the Yuan Chong I want."

"Next person."

Qiao Yu was taken aback.

why?