Daily life of outdated stars

The audition room was even more spacious than Xu Jia imagined. Opposite was a row of tables and chairs. A total of ten people came from the crew. There was no table card. Xu Jia could barely recognize an assistant director. As for the director and other staff members, he was not familiar familiar.

The person who should be the director pointed to the table and chairs in the middle of the room, and said perfunctorily, "Sit."

"Thank you."

Xu Jia thanked her and sat down on the chair, only to find that there was an old-fashioned stick on the table, which contained about thirty or forty wooden sticks.

"Shake out one, and it says today's audition clip."

"it is good."

Xu Jia acted in a fantasy drama last year. He played the role of a monk who is good at divination. He didn't have many roles, but he acted with his heart, so he held his breath and meditated. on the desktop.

The director nodded slightly and sat up straight.

Xu Jia didn't notice this detail. He picked up the wooden stick and found a line of small characters written on it.

"

No.18 Field - Encounter in the Rain. "

Xu Jia has long been familiar with the script. As soon as he saw the reminder of these four words, he remembered which scene it was.

"Let's act, remember the plot?"

The man on the director's right hand folded his arms and gave more hints miserly. The director didn't say much, and pressed the script back under the ashtray, directly acquiescing to this trouble.

"Ok."

Xu Jia got up slowly, first made a movement of hitting the curtain, then stepped forward to stand up straight, took a weak step, and made the appearance of getting off the sedan chair.

He paused for a moment, as if he was waiting for something, and then walked forward slowly. After walking a few steps, he raised the corner of his clothes again, as if to avoid the splashing rain.

After walking dozens of steps, he stopped and waved backwards. After a few seconds, he raised his right hand and clenched his fist weakly—this was holding up an umbrella.

There was a little noise in his ears, Xu Jia didn't seem to hear it, his body and mind had already entered the drama, in front of him was no longer an empty space, but the virtual pouring rain, his ideal person, and his best friend.

Xu Jia's lips trembled slightly, and the blood faded to pale. He wanted to say something to separate the two, but all the words stayed on his lips, and finally he could only straighten his lips.

He stole this wonderful time in the first place, and he knew very well that he was not in the eyes of his lover, and he was just a substitute.

He took a step back and could no longer hold the "umbrella" in his hand. Tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"That's all, that's all..."

He muttered to himself, but his gaze changed from sad to firm. He turned around without any hesitation, faced the "wind and rain", and set foot on his way home.

"good."

The director's voice broke the silence present, and Xu Jia also got out of the scene in an instant, bowing in the direction of the director.

"We still have to discuss it, you go back first."

Xu Jia thanked her, walked out of the audition room, took out her mobile phone and looked at her watch - 10 minutes, one was less than the last and more than the next.

He no longer had any hope for this interview, but he was not too depressed. It would be good to take a break, so he could use more energy to prepare for the provincial exam.

Contrary to his self-assessment, the discussions in the audition room were basically positive, "Good looks", "Skilled in acting", "Born in a major", "Humble attitude", "The asking price is not high", everyone praised him for a while , and finally set his sights on the director.

The director thought for a moment and said, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

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As Xu Jia walked out, she sent a message to Bai Lu: "My audition is over, where are you?"

"Still at the original location, get in the car, let's go to eat." Bai Lu replied the message almost instantly.

Xu Jia got into the car, handed the earphones in his pocket to Bai Lu, and said, "I just forgot to return it to you."

Bailu knocked on the white earphones hanging on his ears, and said, "This is for you, I'll replace it with a new one."

"It's so fast."

"Things that money can solve are small things."

Xu Jia took a lemon for a short time, but didn't feel any jealousy, and changed the subject again: "Where to eat."

"my home."

The route of the vehicle was completely different from the one it had come in the morning, and it finally stopped in front of the courtyard of an old palace.

"Your home?" Xu Jia asked in confusion.

"I can't buy it. I rented it for 50 years and includes daily maintenance. It's my home."

Xu Jia had heard of this operation, but never thought that Bailu could do it.

Entering the yard, it seemed as if he had traveled thousands of years ago. The staff were all wearing Tang Dynasty costumes, and the warm yellow night lights were lit up one by one. Xu Jia even had the urge to take out his mobile phone to take pictures, but he looked at the white deer. , or not.

"We'll live here for a month if you like."

A month, more time than two weeks.

Xu Jia sensed Bai Luming's implication, he shook his head and said, "It's too luxurious, there will be pressure to live in."

Bai Lu chuckled, stretched out his hand to hold Xu Jia's hand, and said, "With me? Are you under pressure?"

"That's not true, you are a very good person."

"Sounds like a good guy card was sent to me."

"No, when I get along with you, I will be very relaxed and happy."

"I think you're talking ironically."

"Then how can you trust me?"

Bailu held Xu Jia's hand, shook it greatly, and said jokingly, "Move into my bedroom?"

Xu Jia shook her head and said, "This is not appropriate."

Before Bailu got upset, he added: "Why didn't you move into my bedroom?"