The second generation ancestor's acting career

Lu Ningxuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and followed the gaze of others.When seeing that slender and tall figure, the whole person was stunned and somewhat unable to recover.

On the contrary, Gu Qianlan, who was standing at the door, stared at him with a strange expression for a moment, then frowned slightly, walked in with the door, and asked in a flat tone, "How is the selection?"

Screenwriter Xu Jin, who was sitting in the middle seat, tilted his head slightly when he heard the words, and lightly raised his chin to signal Lu Ningxuan to go out first, then slowly raised his hand to support his chin and said to Gu Qianlan very depressed: "...I really don't understand Yes, why insist on using newcomers?"

Gu Qianlan raised his eyes and stared blankly at the back of Lu Ningxuan who closed the door and left, with a very complicated expression.

Here, Lu Ningxuan had just left the audition hall. Lin Yuran, who had been waiting outside, immediately got up to meet him, looked at his face carefully, and asked hesitantly: "Shuai Ye... How do you feel?"

Lu Ningxuan frowned slightly, and shook his head, "It's hard to say." After a pause, seeing the girl's lost expression, she slightly pursed the corner of her lower lip, reached out to take the clothes, and slowly put them on while wearing them. Added, "...I have something to do later, so you can go back by yourself first."

Lin Yuran said "Ah" first, then nodded as if thinking of something, and said, "Okay, no problem."

After seeing Lin Yuran off, Lu Ningxuan took out his phone to check the time, and found that it was almost 02:30 in the afternoon.So I found a nearby coffee shop, deliberately chose a place by the window, ordered a cup of mocha, and looked out of the window from time to time while drinking.

The afternoon sun is very good.

A large expanse of bright white light poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lu Ningxuan slightly squinted his eyes, only feeling that his whole body was warmed by the sun and felt very comfortable.

"Huh, grass?"

Suddenly a person sat down across from the booth, Lu Ningxuan raised his eyelids and looked over, his expression was slightly confused, and he quickly came back to his senses, "...Nanluo?"

The well-dressed girl on the opposite side was the studio partner I had just met not long ago, a little girl Nan Luo who was almost the same as a new contract signing with him.

"What a coincidence, we met here?" Nan Luo grinned at him, and then dug out a thick stack of painting materials from the large backpack he was carrying.

Holding the coffee cup in his hand, Lu Ningxuan glanced at it curiously, and was immediately amused - he really didn't expect this little girl to be his former schoolmate.

So he lowered his eyes and took a sip of his coffee. Lu Ningxuan knocked on the rim of the cup slowly, looked at the little girl and couldn't help laughing: "So you are also from the Academy of Fine Arts?"

"...Huh?" Nan Luo picked up the pencil case in his hand and put it down again, finally picked it up after thinking about it, raised his eyes to look at Lu Ningxuan who was full of smiles, blinked, and said slightly puzzled, "Ye Shuai knows someone Are you also in the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Lu Ningxuan froze for a moment, then pursed his lips and smiled, "That's right."

Nan Luo sighed with emotion, "...our school is actually quite good."

Lu Ningxuan raised his eyebrows, and said amusedly: "Why do you sound like you are slightly dissatisfied with your school?"

The little girl immediately slammed her head on the table in extreme pain, and said almost in grief and indignation: "It's just too much homework, too much homework—"

Lu Ningxuan, who had a deep understanding, was immediately amused by her extreme reaction, and after laughing, he still pointed to a bunch of the little girl's works, and asked directly, "Hey, do you mind if I take a look? "

Nan Luo waved his hand at him, almost self-defeating and said: "Look, look, anyway, I won't be able to become a master of art in this life, fall!"

Lu Ningxuan endured the pain with a smile, and simply picked from the pile of the little girl's works, and finally took out a sketchbook, pulled it in front of him, and looked through it carefully.

In the quiet and leisurely afternoon, the warm winter sun, accompanied by the warm music playing in the coffee shop... everything seems so beautiful.

Nan Luo paused for a moment with the paintbrush in his hand, raised his head a little bit uncontrollably, looked at Lu Ningxuan who lowered his head slightly opposite him with a trace of nostalgia in his confused eyes.Pursing the corners of his lips, he slowly retracted his gaze and re-fixed on the half-drawn line draft.

After a while, she still couldn't help lowering her voice and said sadly, "Ye Shuai, you give me the feeling... You actually look like a person."

"What?" Lu Ningxuan raised his head in a daze, but saw the little girl wryly smile, and then quickly started to pack her things, pretending to be annoyed, "——Oh, that's bad! I almost forgot that I returned home in the afternoon There's an audition!"

"..." Lu Ningxuan paused, smiled and closed the sketchbook in his hand and handed it over, "Is it Director Liang's play? Come on."

Nan Luo raised his index finger against his lips mysteriously, lowered his volume and whispered to him: "...Don't look at the grand opening this time and say that the casting is open to the public. Just make a default decision. Hey, speaking of it, our main purpose of coming here this time is just a chance to show our faces as newcomers."

Lu Ningxuan smiled lightly, as if he didn't care much, "Maybe you try your luck?"

After packing up all the things, the girl Nanluo threw her backpack on her bag very freely, turned her head and gave him a thumbs up, and praised without hesitation: "Sure enough, he is a well-known male theologian at Jingda University! This awareness, High enough!"

Lu Ningxuan held up the coffee cup in front of him in a rather dignified and elegant manner, slightly lowered his eyes and shook the cup in his hand twice, raised his head and gave her a weary smile, "Goodbye."

After watching Nan Luo leave, Lu Ningxuan put down the coffee that had already cooled down in his hand, raised his hand to summon the young and beautiful waiter, and politely proposed that he needed another cup of hot coffee.

The lively and lovely waiter looked at him with a smile and asked, "Do you need anything else? In fact, our afternoon tea set is really good."

Lu Ningxuan lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, then raised his head to look at her, and said jokingly, "Thank you for your recommendation. But I think I probably need a pencil and some white paper, can you see it?"

The waitress blinked slightly, then laughed, "Okay, no problem!"

Not long after, the waiter here quickly delivered the things.

Lu Ningxuan first picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, then took the pencil and white paper lying flat on the table.Turning his head slightly, as if thinking of something, he couldn't help but smile and frowned.

Since some words are inconvenient to say, then... I'll just draw everything for you.