I picked up my daughter-in-law in the cemetery [Entertainment]

"I know where she is."

Han Zhuo looked back expressionlessly.

Tang Feng stood up.

"My sister will go back to China on vacation these few days, and I will take her to see you at your house then."

Han Zhuo stared at him for a while, then smiled for a while:

"it is good."

This smile suddenly bloomed like a spring flower, and the air that had frozen around just now suddenly flowed again, with a warm feeling.

After Han Zhuo left, the three sons of the Tang family and Tang Feng gathered in the room.

"Feng'er, are you going to hand over that girl Tang Ling?"

"How is that possible?" Tang Feng replied: "Second Uncle, don't forget that you locked her out of the Tang family's house and let her fend for herself. You can eat the most of the shares that the old man gave her. "

"Do you think that if Tang Ling and Han Zhuo are really close, will Han Zhuo take revenge on us?"

Tang's second child shrank his head and remained silent.

Boss Tang nodded: "Feng'er is right. Han Zhuo can't be offended, and Tang Ling can't be found by her."

"Then you promised Han Zhuo to bring someone to her, so..."

"That's right, it's been 13 years. It's not impossible for women to change their temperament and appearance. Tang Ling was only a child at that time. Maybe I forgot about Han Zhuo. It's not difficult to find someone who looks like her." .Maybe Han Zhuo just wants to fulfill the old man's entrustment, just to see the current situation of the person."

"No, Tang Ling hasn't forgotten." Tang Lao San said: "Don't forget that she suddenly went crazy at the charity party and entangled with Han Zhuo for a while. At that time, we didn't know why. The wild species brought back from here."

"Tang Ling has hands and feet, and is also famous. It is very easy for her to meet Han Zhuo."

"Then let's make it impossible for her to see her." Tang Feng flipped through the phone for a while, found a number, and dialed it.

"Mr. Yang of xx Film and Television? Hello, I'm Tangfeng."

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Siqi dragged the suitcase, and while checking things, she muttered:

"Mr. Yang just called me in the afternoon to tell me the news, and I will contact you immediately. There is a train at 06 o'clock in the evening. Fortunately, it is only 30:[-], so hurry up and just catch up. The election will start tomorrow morning. Angle, about three or four days can be chosen, it is better to take the train if there is plenty of time, the train prevents sudden altitude sickness..."

Tang Ling mechanically sorted out the last few things, always feeling empty in her heart, as if a piece was missing.

Siqi packed all her belongings and looked at her watch: "Everything is all right, let's go?"

Tang Ling nodded, and left home with Siqi, got in the car, and the car drove quickly to Beijing West Railway Station.

Tang Ling took out the business card she had held for a day, but hesitated to call again.Click on WeChat to add friends, enter your mobile phone number, and find out a WeChat account named "Xuan Shishi".

Where the friend applied for notes, she emptied her mind for a long time and filled in the word "Tang Ling".She wanted to fill in DouDou, but she was afraid that the result she was most afraid of would be that Han Zhuo would say who DouDou was, and then he would never care.

Who is Doudou, who is Doudou, who is Doudou.

Even if these four words are turned half a circle on the tip of the tongue, they can be bitter to her heart, and they blend with the sweetness of the morning, becoming the lingering snow on the westbound road.

At noon on the third day, the train arrived in Lhasa.

Tangling and Siqi helped each other out of the station, the altitude sickness made them dizzy even after taking the medicine.Tang Ling raised her head, she didn't see her advertisement at the Tibet Railway Station, and probably the people here would not recognize her, so she leaned on the wall and gasped for breath.

Siqi contacted the car, and the two drove straight to the hotel where the crew was located.

On the way, Siqi gave the script to Tang Ling.The script given by Mr. Yang of the company is a version of dozens of pages, a total of three shots, and the audition will choose one or two of them. During the few days on the road, Tangling only does two things, watching the phone and reading the script.

When I arrived at the hotel, I was told that the director, screenwriter and others who were auditioning were taking a lunch break, and the afternoon interview started at 2 o'clock.

This day was the second day after the audition. Siqi went to inquire about it and came back to tell Tang Ling that only 4 auditions were performed yesterday.

"It seems that Director Zhang's direct filming of the interview in Tibet persuaded a large number of people to leave." Siqi said.

Tang Ling nodded, the ones who could come were almost like her, they were all desperate to come here.

In the late autumn when she was 15 years old, Tang Ling was kicked out by the Tang family and walked alone on the street. She had the lucky money that her grandfather gave her that she was reluctant to spend secretly, a total of 3 yuan, which she secretly stored in her bank card.The Tang family looked down on the 3 yuan, and threw it on the floor tiles outside the gate along with her schoolbag.

She wandered the streets alone, thinking about whether to rent a house or find a hotel, wondering how long the 3 yuan would cost her, and whether it would be enough for the tuition fees in the next few years.She was cold and hungry in the cold wind of late autumn, so she found a bench in the square and huddled up with her knees in her arms.

She thought of her sister, the city is so big, she was lost here, her sister really couldn't be found now.

There is a large screen above the square, and there is a trailer of a movie about to be released by actress Tan Yue.

A woman in red was running barefoot between the long palace walls. Her hair was disheveled, her eyebrows slanted into her temples, and the corners of her eyes were bright red.There are thousands of troops chasing her behind her, but she doesn't look back, she just runs forward.

Run forward, keep running, run to the distant light.

The last scene was fixed at the palace wall, and Tan Yue turned her head and smiled at the soldiers and horses chasing her.Sour, lonely, dismissive, and proud.

She leaned back and fell off the city wall.The light of the setting sun put gold trim on her red dress, as if welcoming her with open arms.

Tang Ling was attracted by Tan Yue in this trailer, sat and watched it over and over again, always seeing numbness in her legs and feet.She saw herself in Tan Yue.

Since then, Tang Ling has decided to be an actor like Tan Yue, to perform a different but wonderful life, to make herself shine brightly on the screen, and let the beasts of the Tang family see her Live vigorously every day, so that Han Zhuo can see her in commercials and on the screen as soon as possible, and find her.

She became an orphan, rented a cheap basement, went to school, worked part-time to earn tuition fees, and also learned acting, and finally entered the drama school smoothly. After graduation, she signed a company to debut, step by step towards her goal.

But the reality is naturally not as beautiful as imagined.Tang Ling has become a top-ranking social animal in the production team. Every day, fans who watch the hot search below scold others and get angry. It's not because of how vicious the opponent's fans are, but because of how weak her own fans are when they quarrel.

How much is played every day, how much data, how many endorsements, how high is the ratings...how high can it be?The well-known resource guys in the circle, as long as the resources are good enough, the fans can brag about any good drama they acted as acting school, and passers-by can also say oh he played xxxx.

As for Tang Ling, she is very popular and has a lot of fans, just because her acting is not good, she is the queen of bad dramas, her acting skills are bad, and she is too good-looking to look at her and she has a financial backer.

She can do it if she has money, but the black-hearted company has withheld her little savings now.If this continues, she clearly knows that she, who can only circle around in bad movies, is doomed not to be able to go far as an actor.

She will try her best to participate in film and television works with excellent scripts and excellent directors.Let others know that that traffic little Hua Tangling can also act.

Everyone who came to the audition should think this way. Her competitors this time are no longer those acting schools and "acting schools", but a group of "lower people in the entertainment industry" who are really willing to endure hardships and have to endure hardships.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Minghan brought a few people to the audition room, and his expression was not very good.The people who participated in the audition were all sitting on the sofa in the corridor of the hotel. Besides Tang Ling, there were 3 other people, two women and one man.Tang Ling knew two of them, both of whom were tepid little stars, but she remembered that the acting skills of these two were not bad, while the other one had never been seen before.

The audition began, and the woman closest to the door went in.

Tang Ling was a little nervous, she had already memorized the lines very well, so she closed her eyes and simulated the performance in her mind.

Soon, the third person also entered, leaving only Tang Ling in the corridor.

Tang Ling stood up and moved her body, exhaled a breath to strengthen herself, unconsciously reached for her phone, and opened WeChat at will.

"'Xuan Shishi' has approved your friend request, you can start chatting."

Tang Ling:! ! !

"The next one." The door of the room opened, and the man who entered last came out, and gave Tang Ling a friendly smile.

Tang Ling entered the room dazed and started the second important audition in her life.

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Zhang Minghan rubbed his browbones and let out a long sigh of relief.The producer's eyebrows are also relaxed:

"In any case, the male actor can basically be finalized, which is not easy."

Zhang Minghan nodded: "Although my decision is a little willful, the actors selected in this way are first of all willing to endure hardships, and secondly obedient. Although their acting skills are not particularly good, they can be honed. And my film needs to be improved. Two will suffice."

Several people in the room were visibly happy after hearing his words.For a filming team, as long as the director knows it well, the main creator will have confidence.

"It's just that the heroine is not sure. The few who came here are missing something."

Zhang Minghan knocked on the table with a lighter, tilted his head and asked the screenwriter: "What do you think?"

"I think so too." The screenwriter is a 50-year-old middle-aged uncle: "The first actress is not too bad."

Zhang Minghan shook his head: "It's not good enough, let's see again."

The field staff reminded in a low voice: "The next actor is ready."

Zhang Minghan nodded and let him in.

After a while, a dizzy Tang Ling floated in, and she smiled silly when she saw a row of filming team bosses in front of her that she had dreamed of seeing.

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