I was forced by my whole family to be the most vicious in the world

After Bian Ming asked his boss to resign, the boss gave him a generous salary.

"Boss, you really know how to do business. It's really beautiful to lock me up with the store before I'm popular."

Bian Ming counted out the wages he actually deserved, and returned the extra money.

The boss held his hand, "Take it, it's my initial investment, and if you become popular in the future, I can still use your name in the store."

Remembering the boss's kindness in his heart, Bian Ming didn't act hypocritical anymore.

The boss sent a message when he turned around: the money was sent out, he didn't doubt it

By the way, I told you about Bian Ming going to become a star.

Respondent: I already know that

Boss: Then this dessert shop...

The other party: You are still in charge of the store, the child is nostalgic for the past, maybe someday he will go back to the store to have a look

After getting a definite reply, the boss felt at ease.

On the surface, he is the owner of the dessert shop, but in fact he works part-time for others, and his job content is to take care of Bian Ming for others.

This store was also opened for Bian Ming.

To this day, the boss still hasn't figured out Bian Ming's identity, anyway, he has a lot of background.

There is an animal-themed coffee shop near the dessert shop. It has a large space and a good environment, which is suitable for talking about things.

Before Bian Ming arrived, Jing Xufeng had been waiting for a while.

Bian Ming saw three empty coffee cups, "I finally know how your dark circles are made."

The first time I met Jing Xufeng, the most noticeable thing was his bottomless dark circles.

At first glance, he looks like a daily cultivator.

"I'm nervous." Jing Xufeng took a sip of coffee, "I still can't believe it, I want to have you."

Bian Ming buckled the table, Jing Xufeng immediately changed his words, "You want to own me."

Bian Ming: "... If you don't know how to speak, talk less."

Since discovering Bian Ming's treasure, Jing Xufeng went to the store to report every day, trying to influence him, but unfortunately Bian Ming is a salty fish with no feelings.

He was about to give up, but Xianyu decided to stand up by himself.

Jing Xufeng didn't talk nonsense, "This is the best contract I can offer, take a look."

Abandon the set of negotiations, just want to sign people quickly.

Bian Ming checked the trap clause mentioned by Ji Qin, and raised his pen if there was no problem.

"Wait!" Jing Xufeng held down the contract, his eyes surprised, "You just signed it?"

Look no further?

Bian Ming trusted his intuition that he never made a mistake, and he suddenly remembered, "Oh yes, I need to push and pull before signing the contract, right? There is something I must confess."

Jing Xufeng wanted to say that he didn't mean that, but his attention was abducted by him again, "What's the matter?"

Bian Ming: "I seem to have been banned."

Jing Xufeng: "..."

"Wait, wait!" The news came unexpectedly, Jing Xufeng needed to reason it out, "You were banned, why didn't I know?"

Bian Ming: "Just the night before yesterday."

He told about meeting Xiao Genghe.

Although it was out of season, Jing Xufeng really couldn't help laughing, "You treat Xiao Genghe as a beggar... Cough!"

He lowered his voice, "When it comes to humiliating Xiao Daying, you are really No. 1."

Xiao Genghe, who is that?

The parents in the family are all respected old artists, and they are entangled in the circle, and their ancestors are also popular.

Such a huge family background, coupled with Xiao Genghe's ability, made him stand in the entertainment circle, but he was outside the rules.

Jing Xufeng: "You were blocked by Xiao Genghe."

"Suspicious." Bian Ming corrected, after all, the other party didn't say so clearly.

"You seem to be blocked, I don't think it's a big problem."

After Jing Xufeng heard it, it was just an unpleasant misunderstanding, "Where would Xiao Genghe remember that we only met once..."

Looking at Bian Ming's face, he couldn't continue, he couldn't control his head, "Why do you have to look so 'fierce'?"

This face is so good-looking and aggressive, no one can forget it after seeing it.

Bian Ming didn't know whether Jing Xufeng was praising him or complimenting him, "Sorry?"

He asked again: "Will you still sign me?"

"sign!"

If you can't be red, it means that your appearance is not enough.

As for Bian Ming, banning cannot kill them.

As soon as the contract was signed, Jing Da's manager went online immediately, "Can you take pictures?"

Bian Ming: "A little bit."

Jing Xufeng knew that he was a layman, so he didn't have any expectations, "That's okay, let's take some photos at night, can you sing?"

Bian Ming: "A little bit."

Jing Xufeng comforted him, "It's okay, I will arrange vocal music lessons for you tomorrow, just sing on the tune, can you act?"

Bian Ming: "A little bit."

Jing Xufeng nodded and drank the coffee, "OK, let's go to the audition now."

Bian Ming: "..."

???

With a big question mark hanging on his little head, he was employed so soon?

"I also just received the message, just 10 minutes ago."

Jing Xufeng knew that he was in a hurry, the opportunity waited for no one, and now he had to rush the ducks to the shelves, "Let's talk on the way."

After receiving Bian Ming's call, Jing Xufeng licked his face, and used the only connections he had to ask someone to pay attention to suitable opportunities.

He has a clear plan for Bian Ming's route. The threshold for singing and dancing singers is low. He can send people to talent shows. There are many examples of him becoming a dark horse by relying on his face.

But singing and dancing singers have a limited shelf life, Jing Xufeng felt sorry for Bian Ming's face if he only took the route of eating traffic.

While driving, Jing Xufeng said, "The filming of the scene we were going to audition for has already started, but something happened. The third male lead appointed by the director gave up the role due to schedule conflicts. It is an IP adaptation of a popular novel, and various companies are vying for Cypriot candidates, and you are a newcomer, so the chances of being selected are not high."

Bian Mingpin came out, "To feel the atmosphere, the most important thing is to participate."

Jing Xufeng sighed that he was on the road, afraid of dampening his enthusiasm, and comforted him: "Don't worry about it, today is like figuring out the questions before the exam, maybe a blind cat meets a dead mouse, and the director will be shocked when he sees your face People, I gave you the role."

Bian Ming shook his head and smiled, "I'm not a blind cat."

It's a pie from the sky, but it's a pity that you can only watch others eat it.

The transportation in Shanghai is also "devil". Along the way, Bian Ming finished reading the male third part of the script.

This is a modern romance drama, the male third is a bit of a sloppy president, the role does not require high acting skills, it can be condensed into one word: handsome!

When you appear on the stage, you use your face to convince people, and then you fall into the character.

"Remember, don't be nervous. Our goal is very clear: the first round of tours is purely the denominator of the selection rate for guest auditions, so don't have psychological pressure." Jing Xufeng didn't stop talking.

Bian Ming looked at his tense body, and thought to himself, tell yourself, why are you more tense than him.

He took out his mobile phone, "Come on, let me borrow your mobile phone, check Weibo, and relieve stress."

The nagging Jing Xufeng took the phone, "Oh yes, thank you."

Suddenly quiet.

His mind was cold, and Jing Xufeng's face was a little hot.

It's not the first day as an agent, so he acted like a novice just now.

After clicking on Weibo, he reflected, firstly, he had no way out in his current situation, and secondly, he valued Bian Ming too much.

I can't wait to take care of this rich grass 24 hours a day, so as to prevent Bian Ming from being irrigated with sewage.

Jing Xufeng scrolled through Weibo, and suddenly said "En" with an upward sound at the end.

Bian Ming: "What did you get?"

Jing Xufeng was speechless, "It's okay, I found Yu Yuan's trending search, and he posted three Weibo posts in a row, celebrating the new song "Qingmang" for killing the top of the list and successfully reaching the top."

Bian Ming was silent, "I remember the list seems to have been slaughtered by him, right?"

Jing Xufeng nodded, "Yes, the top song is the title song of his own album."

So, is there a hole in the head of this music king?

Yu Yuan is a representative of the world's pop music scene. When he releases a song, there is only such a scene as a massacre on the chart.

Others are gods fighting, and the principle of metaphor is "I fight myself".

At this time, the phone suddenly started singing, which was the alarm clock for Bian Ming to wake up from his nap.

Jing Xufeng: ""Green Mang"?"

I can still recognize the melody of the popular songs that have been playing everywhere recently.

Bian Ming: "Yes."

Jing Xufeng: "How much do you like this song?"

Bian Ming: "I don't like it."

Jing Xufeng: "Huh?"

Bian Ming: "I'm used to setting songs I don't like as alarm clocks."

Jing Xufeng thought about it, it was Lier, and asked him why he didn't like Yu Yuan's new song.

Bian Ming thought for a while, "I think it sounds strange and uncomfortable."

He couldn't tell the specifics.

After chatting gossip, Jing Xufeng sent Bian Ming to the audition waiting room.

When Bian Ming entered the door, he felt a bunch of eyes with knives, followed by whispers.

Knowing no one in the room, Bian Ming sat down in a corner and continued to read the script.

They were all here for the audition, not many people were chatting, the staff called their numbers one by one, and it was already two hours before Bian Ming was called.

"No. 47, Bian Ming, is Bian Ming there?"

"Yes." Bian Ming stood up.

Without looking up, the staff ticked off "Bian Ming" on the list, "Director Lin has an urgent matter tonight. Starting from the 47th, the audition time will be shorter, so take care of it yourself."

Disappointed sighs came from the waiting room, and the dissatisfaction could only be relieved.

"Bian Ming, come with me quickly, Director Lin..." The staff's words came to an abrupt end when they met their eyes.

Bian Ming: "Okay, are you going this way?"

Staff: "Ah? Ah, yes! Yes, this is the way!"

"After entering, the one sitting in the middle is Director Lin. Because time is tight, don't introduce yourself too much, just start your performance..." The voice of the staff suddenly became more and more enthusiastic.

Someone in the waiting room scolded: "Fuck! A good face is an advantage."

"That face is not so good. As soon as he came in, I thought it was over."

"Bian Ming, I've never heard of it, which company is it from?"

"I don't know. If he is like this, he can only be a newcomer if he has no impression."

In the audition room, five interviewers sat in a row, and the one sitting in the middle had a bad face, and no one dared to speak.

Everyone can understand Director Lin, make a good film, Director Lin selfishly leaves the most pleasing role to a traffic idol she likes.

However, it's fine if the other party doesn't take good care of it, temporarily pushed the role, and went to the play directed by Director Lin's opposite family. Who will be happy about this?

Lin Hua threw away the interview list and read it again when she was not in the mood. If it wasn't for sharing the pressure from investors, she wouldn't want to organize this audition at all.

Lin Hua wanted to scold Yan Zhaotong when he thought about it. If she hadn't chosen Yan Zhaotong as the target of the attack, she would have hanged this turtle grandson to death on a tree.

The more Lin Hua thought about it, the more angry he became. As the raider of the book space, out of caution, he deliberately picked a "persimmon" that was easy to pinch.

She never thought that the persimmon was stuck in her throat, and she didn't want to choke her to death all the time.

Forget it, the target you choose to attack must be finished even while kneeling.

Lin Hua was doing psychological work, the assistant director suddenly straightened up and knocked on the table, scaring her.

Lin Hua: "Are you okay?"

There is no need to answer this question. The moment Lin Hua raised his head, he finally understood why they made such a big noise.

Do you have a moment when you see a picture, a beautiful scenery, or a person, and you have the feeling of a thousand years at a glance?

Lin Hua has.

Right now.

Compared with the male leads and supporting actors in other dungeons she had read, those were all scum!

At the critical moment, Lin Hua tied his sanity in time.

She is a professional director and cannot bow down to her appearance.

In the dungeon of "Blazing Light", even if he wanted to kill Yan Zhaotong, he couldn't do it for the little fairies other than Yan Zhaotong...

"Hello directors and teachers, my name is Bian Ming, and I'm..."

Lin Hua: "It's you! The third boy must be yours!"

Bian Ming: "...?"

other people:"???!"

The author has something to say: Others: Director Lin finally decided to move on and give up on that little fairy Yan Zhaotong? ? ?