Son of the Bone

Every day of waiting for the results of the audition seems to be waiting for the results of the college entrance examination and the admission letter.

Although I have tried three times now, and the email address is correct, Qi Lin has developed the habit of refreshing the email address every hour, wanting to see the reassuring notification as soon as possible.

He even wondered nervously whether he had filled in the wrong email address, or the phone didn't turn on the sound reminder.

Is it because I didn't perform well enough in the duet?It did play for a few seconds before, no, it won't really let Jiu Jiu get this position, right?

Qi Lin just waited anxiously for six or seven days. In the middle, in order to relieve his mood, he went to watch Yan Jiang Jue's new drama, and then continued to check his mailbox——

Seven days later, still nothing.

On the eighth day, Bai Ping suddenly called: "I just came back from a business trip today, how about going for a cup of coffee together?"

Qi Lin almost thought that he had passed the third test, but when he saw the news, he became a little nervous again.

Wouldn't it be holding the respect and then eliminating it...

He quickly replied yes, and then urged his assistant to drive over and pick him up to the designated coffee shop.

Now because it is still a working day, there are not many people in the store. The resident female singer is holding a guitar and humming a leisurely song. The atmosphere is relaxed and comfortable.

Bai Ping ordered a glass of Blue Mountain for him, while he ordered a glass of pure milk.

When Qi Lin saw the glass of milk when he sat down, his eyebrows twitched.

However, he didn't talk to him about the three tests, but started talking about the creation process of the novel and the difference between the script and the novel.

Qi Lin suppressed the impetuousness in his heart, listened to Bai Ping sipping frothy milk and talking about the relevant settings, and gradually began to ask him questions.

There are many in-depth things that he really doesn't understand.

For example, why Yun Ye was afraid during the decisive battle - it clearly inherited the dragon ball hidden under the blue sea by the first dragon, not only fully recovered its power, but also realized a more powerful fairy art.

Another example, why is the character Xuanyou... such a saint in the plot.

He doesn't defend against people. Although he knows that there is good and evil in the world, he always judges others with the best side.

So in the second half of the story, Yun Ye, who was gradually healed by him, protected him almost the whole time.

In fact, these two characters don't fit well with his and Jiang Jue's personalities in reality.

In the play, Jiang Jue became a cruel and cruel evil dragon who even killed innocent people indiscriminately, but he became pure and kind, like a priest who wanted to save everyone in the world.

With such a gentle and clear personality, he himself did not quite believe that he could become the final winner.

"Actually, what we're discussing is different roles, the definition and use of power." Bai Ping said slowly, drinking hot milk: "As long as Yun Ye can remember, it has been injured and humiliated by power, so when it After regaining strength, the first reaction is to hurt and take revenge."

But as a born witch Zhu, Xuanyou has been guided and educated by his clansman since he could remember, and traveled around with the old witch Zhu to practice medicine, witnessing that the world is suffering.

So their final choices and endings are also different.

Qi Lin unknowingly chatted with him all afternoon, and when it took a long time to realize it, he got up first and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

When he was paying the bill, he subconsciously wanted to ask about the results of the three tests, but finally endured it.

Even if it hasn't happened, the company should have notified it.

Bai Ping came here by car, and just dropped by to take him back to school, and chatted about other things along the way.

Before getting out of the car, Bai Ping took a lemon candy and handed it to him: "This is an additional reward."

"—What kind of reward?" Qi Lin asked blankly.

"You passed the four tests." Bai Ping laughed: "The questions you asked are all very good, and you have thought about it carefully."

Qi Lin froze for a moment, and then the candy brain went blank: "Fourth test—fourth test?!"

"Before you, I went to interview three people." Bai Ping said with a smile: "Three people tried to get close to me, and only one person asked something about the script, and it was very superficial."

A good actor, if he doesn't have the ability to think independently, can only follow the script as a machine that reads lines, which is really a bit of a failure.

Qi Lin didn't recover until he got out of the car and watched Director Bai go away.

He peeled off the candy wrapper, tasted the sweet and sour taste, and let other passers-by look at him.

Not long after, the phone in his pocket rang again.

"You must not know what happened just now—" Lin Jiuguang lowered his voice and said, "Just now, just now, the Emperor Jiang asked me to drink coffee—it was the Emperor Jiang!!!"

"And then?" Qi Lin had an ominous premonition.

Bai Ping just sent him a special prize, don't be kidding.

His heart has been tested too many times recently.

"Then...she said that I passed the fourth test!!!" Lin Jiuguang cheered directly.

Qi Lin almost lost his footing, and tried to maintain his tone: "Really? Congratulations."

"I'm going to play the painting fairy!!" Lin Jiuguang raised his voice and said, "Although I'm not the leading actor, I can go to the crew to find you to play tractor fried gold flower. Isn't it great!"

Can you finish talking in one breath, you little brat? !

Qi Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suppressed his beating heart again.

"We probably don't play poker, or any poker."

He paused for a moment, and added kindly: "Also, don't play this kind of game with Jiang Huang, Bai Dao, or anyone in Jiang Juezhong."

"Not even mahjong."

This is the bloody lesson he learned during his eight months on the set of The Gilded Key.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jiuguang was stunned for a few seconds: "Do they hate this kind of game?"

"No, on the contrary, they all like to play." Qi Lin said slowly all the way back to the dormitory.

"The problem is, each of them can count cards."

Even if he shuffled the mahjong three times and re-stacked it, Jiang Huang could still find the position of the card he wanted at a glance.

Their family has never played cards together, because they all know what the other party has in their hands, and there is no way to continue...

After the end-of-term report performance, the exams for other elective courses and major courses have ended one after another, and the award night for the Golden Indus Award will soon be here.

Qi Lin finally didn't have to run variety shows around during the summer vacation, and it was rare to be able to help his mother clean the house and cook at home.

Ms. Wu Qiuyi expressed her relief and hoped that her son would take the opportunity to study medicine again.

Qi Lin rejected this wish for the thousand and first time.

His brave retirement in the SPF torrent has actually offended a group of people. If he really quits and changes careers, his dad's office will definitely be the first to blow up, let alone Weibo.

And Jiang Jue also lives in Shidu, but he has no time to go out with Qi Lin for the time being.

It's summer vacation now, and I just have to go to the theater to perform.

The invitation letters for the Golden Indus Award were delivered to them at the same time.

Coincidentally, both of them were shortlisted for the best newcomer award.

When Jiang Jue saw the relevant instructions, his happy steps were hurried for the first time, and he went upstairs to find his mother who was applying the mask.

Then I ran into Bai Ping quietly drawing cat whiskers on the mask.

Jiang Yanzhi woke up suddenly when he heard footsteps, saw the marker pen in Bai Ping's hand, glared at him, and took off the mask.

The latter pretended nothing happened, and quickly slipped down to cook the noodles.

"Mom—"Star Road" has been shortlisted for three awards, and I have been shortlisted for the Newcomer Award and Best Actor!"

The surprise on his face couldn't be concealed, he was as happy as a child: "How is it!"

Jiang Yanzhi thought that this child's personality was really misled by Qi Lin, so he smiled and said, "Your father is also an award presenter."

Jiang Jue's eyes were bright as if hiding stars, and he immediately said, "I'll pick out a suit!"

A closet of suits of various cuts and styles was exchanged round after round like a fashion show, trying on all the white, navy blue and dark gray suits.

Jiang Yanzhi watched him change while drinking coffee, and said slowly, "Don't be nervous, you won't be prettier than me."

Bai Ping was going upstairs with the cookies, and nodded cooperatively when he heard this.

Qi Lin also seemed to be celebrating the new year.

Although Qi Ding knew that his son liked to act in movies, he didn't expect

The first one can be shortlisted.

"Song of the Mermaid" was shortlisted for four awards, and the box office also exploded quite beautifully.

If it weren't for Qi Lin's performance in this heavyweight movie, it would have taken some effort for him to turn down the work of SPF.

Qi Lin actually didn't react much, because he knew in his heart that he was playing a small supporting role, and it was impossible to compete with Jiang Jue for the best newcomer award, so he behaved fairly calmly.

However, Ms. Wu Qiuyi directly took a day off to accompany him to choose a tie, cuff buttons and leather shoes, and once followed Qi Ding to dislike her son's taste.

"Be dignified and dignified! Buttercups only wear white suits!"

Qi Ding smiled awkwardly: "White is fine..."

Qi Lin was afraid that his mother expected too much, so he said cautiously: "Mom, I might just go there for a formality, and the honor is not so high."

"What's the matter if it's not No.1?" Wu Qiu didn't stop picking up the tie for a second.

"You see, when you were young, you took the No. 4 and No. 10 exams, and we also went out to eat and celebrate—it's a bit awkward when you grow up."

She turned and held the curly beige tie to his neck.

"This one looks good." Qi Lin said sincerely.

"No, it's too frivolous." Ms. Wu shook her head: "This style is only used by young people in society—when did our family have such a thing?"

Qi Ding next to him coughed unnaturally: "Linlin must have bought it secretly."

Qi Lin glanced at him silently, but didn't expose him.

On the night of the Golden Wutong Awards, almost all the spectators were watching various performances with great interest, listening to the host and various guests gagging.

Only the shortlisted candidates were in a nervous mood. They couldn't see the singing and dancing magic on the stage at all. They were very nervous as if they were queuing up to receive the number plate for their love. They were afraid that they would lose their number when it was their turn.

Qi Lin watched all the guests come to the stage to accept the awards, watched Wei Feng rubbing his hands to receive the trophy and delivered his acceptance speech, and watched Jiang Huang accept the Best Actress award amidst the loud cheers of the crowd, almost breathing a little nervously.

He can accept that he did not win the award, but he is afraid that Jiang Jue will also lose.

Even if he was just here for a formality, but Jiang Jue is so good, he should have a name.

The Best Actor award was awarded to the leading actor of another movie, and the close-up shot switched to the faces of Wei Feng and Jiang Jue, both of whom smiled gently, showing no regrets.

Every minute and second of time is tormented and long.

"Then, I'll make the announcement. The best Asian newcomer award is..." Bai Ping dragged his voice out, then paused suddenly, and smiled as he looked at the list.

"Wait first—may I ask Ms. Jiang Yanzhi to come on stage?"