The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and heavy sandalwood, which made people sick and sick.Because it was daytime, the lights in the bar were not turned on, and the entire hall was dimly lit, making it impossible to even see the path under your feet.

Li Shuyin originally planned to rely on his face to come to the bar to make a living, but seeing the terrible environment, he instantly dismissed this idea.

He turned to leave when he was stopped by a man.

"Are you here for an interview?"

"This is the second floor."

He saw a figure, and before he had time to take a closer look, that person turned around and went up to the second floor.

Li Shuyin was stunned for a while, thinking of today's bumping into a wall, she still followed.

It's all here anyway, so it doesn't hurt to listen to what he has to say.

The corridors are dark, the road under your feet is blurred, and the steel-framed stairs rattle when you step on them, which has a sense of age.

"It's not business hours yet, it's a little dark inside, you should pay more attention to your feet, don't slip and fall downstairs."

The man walked in front and reminded him friendly, Li Shuyin followed behind him, and responded with a light hum.

The gloom here is nothing compared to a prison.

He's just out of prison, and he's still used to the darkness.

The hall on the second floor is crowded with booths and messy sofas, leaving only a narrow aisle leading to the box. HR squeezed through the narrow alleyway, while holding on to the railing to stabilize his body, he leaned out of the railing and yelled at the downstairs: "Huahua! How many times have I told you, sweep the floor, remember to move the sofa go back!"

"Have you grown the front hand but not the back hand?"

Li Shuyin followed his gaze and saw an aunt in her 40s lying on the sofa downstairs.

The aunt shrank into a ball, her body was bloated and deformed, and she was not afraid to hear someone scolding her. She lazily turned over and said, "I'm in a bad mood and I can't move it. Besides, it's not open yet!"

The man was so angry that he had no choice but to move the sofa by himself. Li Shuyin wanted to ask if he wanted to help, but he opened his mouth but there was no sound.

The man moved the sofas back to their original positions. Seeing Li Shuyin standing there stupidly, he pointed to the end of the corridor and said, "Manager Wang's bag is at the end of the corridor. I'm still busy. Go there yourself!"

When Li Shuyin turned around, he murmured in a low voice behind him again: "I'm not someone who will do anything, even if I give you a hand, I won't do anything."

Li Shuyin's footsteps froze, but he went to the box without saying anything.

Pushing open the door, a gust of cool wind hits, the cold air in the room is in stark contrast to the stuffy heat outside.

The low temperature of the air conditioner made him shiver, and the wind passed his arms, making his skin crawl instantly.

Sitting in the room was a young man in his early 20s, wearing a wine-red suit and combing his hair back. He was full of energy, but his movements and posture were a bit uninhibited.

The man was half lying on the sofa, with his long legs swaying leisurely on the coffee table.

With another cigarette in his mouth, he puffed out clouds from time to time.

"Here we come, find a place to sit..." Wang Shaojun didn't look up when he heard the voice, and asked Li Shuyin to sit down with a cigarette in his mouth.

He held a stack of photos in his hand, shook his head after reading one, drew a big red cross on it, and threw the photo on the table casually.

The more I looked at it, the more impatient I became. With a cigarette in my mouth, I muttered indistinctly: "Everything is delivered here, do you think my place is a shelter for the disabled? The corners of their eyes are almost open to the underpants."

Li Shuyin glanced at the photos on the table, and felt that the people in the photos were all pretty good-looking, although the uniformity made him face blind.

The corners of the eyes are quite exaggerated, but they are not so open to the underpants.

After seeing the photos, Wang Shaojun was full of irritability and threw the photos into the trash can before he was free to greet Li Shuyin.

However, when he looked up and saw his face, he stood up subconsciously: "Master Jing, you..."

Before he could say anything, Wang Shaojun immediately realized that he had identified the wrong person. He waved the choking smoke in front of him, and when he extinguished the smoke, he became warmer.

"Come here, sit here, sit over here."

Wang Shaojun patted the sofa beside him, motioning him to sit closer, his eyes kept on his face.

Li Shuyin has a standard thick face with smooth and hard outlines and deep eyebrows.

The flat-cut head well shows the advantages of the facial features, a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, the tails of the eyes are raised, and the cruelty and arrogance emanating from the eyes can be faintly seen.The pupil color is that rare light pupil color, like a cat's lazy and bewitching eyes.

Every stroke is like a heavy brush, with a compelling beauty that is incompatible with this place.

Li Shuyin couldn't figure out why he suddenly became enthusiastic, so she stood up and moved around.

The lean and slender figure pressed down, almost completely covering Wang Shaojun, extremely oppressive.

Fuck, this shit must be 1.9 meters!

From the waist down are all legs!

Wang Shaojun raised his eyebrows, and when he sat beside him, he realized that Li Shuyin was a full head taller than him.

That boy Qin Shuxin said that he wanted to introduce a friend to work, but he didn't say that this friend was so good-looking!

Such high-quality conditions must be won!

Wang Shaojun touched the pocket of his suit, took out a business card from it, handed it up with both hands and asked him with a smile: "My name is Wang Shaojun. I'm the lobby manager and personnel here. What's your name?"

"Li Shuyin."

"It's a nice name." Wang Shaojun boasted.

Li Shuyin interrupted him: "It's not a nickname."

"Hey, it's not important. Are you here to interview actors? Let me tell you about our job requirements and salary standards here."

"I'm not here to interview actors." Li Shuyin's brain hurts. When will there be actors in the recruitment positions in the bar?

Is he too old-fashioned, or is this a new popular name?

Is this actor serious?

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Edible Guidelines:

1. Slow heat, Xiao Gong compares himself to a Buddha because of his life too hard, and has no desire to revenge and abuse scum;

2. There is Bai Yueguang, she is a woman, has no relationship line, and will be imprisoned in the later stage;

3. The draft begins with about sixteen chapters;

4. The competition system is based on the development of "101" and "Oulian", which are not exactly the same: