Reborn Queen Fan

"OK, card."

"Thank you." Huang Zihan extended his hand to the director who walked towards him and thanked him, and then followed his manager to the temporary rest area and sat down. The company suddenly gave him a MV shooting job, although it was only in sunny California It is a walking vase on the beach, but it is also an opportunity.

And he always knew how to seize the opportunity.

"The audition is the day after tomorrow, are you ready?" the agent asked Huang Zihan while wiping the sand off his feet while handing over the coffee in his hand.

"Is there anything I need to prepare?" Huang Zihan asked with narrowed eyes, as if he really didn't know what to prepare for the audition.

"Um..." The agent just asked casually, what else do I need to prepare for the audition, anyway, the real thing to do has already been tried before.

It's just that they didn't get a good result. For a director who doesn't like oil and salt, he should be thankful that they were rejected before their own models were involved.

"But it's really a coincidence. I heard that NEXT will also participate in this audition this time. If it's that Yu Tang again, then the two of you are really destined. This time, you must not lose gone."

Huang Zihan didn't have the desire to speak. He listened to his manager complaining about the damn director to Tang Yu.

What a coincidence.This time they are rivals again.

"Hey, isn't there an old saying in your country called "Jie Shengyu, He Shengliang", it really suits you and that little NEXT model."

Huang Zihan really wanted to laugh out loud when he heard this sentence, and praised himself as a manager for knowing such advanced Chinese idioms.

I just don't know whether he is Zhuge Liang or Zhou Yu who was finally mad at Zhuge Liang in everyone's eyes.

Huang Zihan lay on the beach chair, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of sand, and then clenched his hands tightly. The sand, which was lying quietly in his palm before, kept flowing away from his fingers at an accelerated rate.

Huang Zihan frowned and repeated this action once, but the result was the same.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The agent at the side asked a little strangely after seeing Huang Zihan's movements.

"It's nothing." Huang Zihan opened his eyes, and patted his hands to remove the sand stuck between his fingers.

The more deliberate he is, the more he will lose, but he would rather lose nothing after fighting hard than do nothing for the sand in front of him that can't even build the foundation of the castle.

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Tang Yu can't wait to sleep in the company's practice room these days. Tang En's scripts are getting more and more niche, and there are more and more jerky lines. Although he never thought of opportunism, he did have this suspicious method before. But it is useless.He could only slowly browse through the entire script, and then pick out the ones he was interested in for deduction practice.

So in addition to work, he spent more and more time in the company, and a certain great blond noble gentleman was dissatisfied with this.

Holding Tang Yu, who had just come out of the bathroom, into his arms, Harris took away the script that Tang Yugang was about to continue studying without hesitation, pinched Tang Yu's chin with one hand, and let the still foggy baby read to myself.

"Louis?" Tang Yu looked strangely into the deep purple eyes of the blond nobleman. Well, it's not that he doesn't know what's wrong.I really don't have that much time for the man in front of me recently.

Although he himself would occasionally feel a little restless, but...

"Louie, there are still two days before I have to go to the audition." The implication is that it will only take two days to cram.

But obviously the blond noble didn't intend to understand Tang Yu's subtext.

He just gently pressed Tang Yu's moist lips with his thumb, and looked at the porcelain-like doll, whose face was slowly stained with blush. .

Tang Yu hugged the blond nobleman's neck helplessly, letting his thoughts drift away in the special fragrance of the blond nobleman. He has long been used to it. He also learned to respond to the scorching enthusiasm after the iceberg melted, but he still couldn't learn it. will control their emotions.

But that's normal times.

Tang Yu is a workaholic, to a certain extent, so after the lingering kiss, Tang Yu did something, and mentioned it by chance one day later, and almost asked her manager to pack him up and tie him with a bow before sending him to Blonde Things before the nobility.

With her eyes closed, Tang Yu kicked Ludwig Harris, the emperor of the fashion industry and a blond nobleman with money and power, off the bed.

Fortunately, Tang Yu's criminal behavior was quietly covered up by the extremely soft plush carpet, and no one was alarmed.

Tang Yu looked at Harris, the blush on his face hadn't faded, and his eyes were still full of surprise. He probably didn't expect that the man with a frosty face in front of him would be kicked out of bed so easily by himself.

"Louis, I'm sorry." Tang Yu wanted to reach out and pull up the blond nobleman who was still sitting on the carpet. Finally, after thinking about it, he still had to continue working. Any factors that would become variables should be avoided first. Withdrawing his hand, he He said softly to the blond nobleman, "Louis, I haven't read this script properly. Even if I get up tomorrow and try to perform it, I have to read it again today, so you should rest first, and I'll go to the study to read it."

Looking apologetically at the blond nobleman, Tang Yugang was about to get up and go to the study, but Harris pulled his wrist away.

"Louis?"

The blond nobleman who had already stood up stuffed the script back into Tang Yu's arms, lay back on the bed, and hugged Tang Yu into his arms again, but this time he didn't intend to do anything else.

"Look."

Tang Yu felt the warmth behind him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up uncontrollably.

Neither of them spoke anymore. Tang Yu was silently reading the script that Donald had thrown him, which was a horror movie that was very strange. While reading the text, Tang Yu tried to put herself in that environment.

However, sometimes language is really a flaw. Even though Tang Yu can understand the fast and vague sentences of those guys who cursed him behind his back, as if chanting a spell, but this script is more from other scripts. The evolution of language, in Tang Yu's view, is the words of the spell.

He wanted to take out his mobile phone to check, but the one who moved faster than him was the blond nobleman.

Whenever Tang Yu paused, the blond nobleman was always able to quickly find words that Tang Yu didn't understand, and then explain them in the simplest sentences.

This is definitely faster and more effective than Tang Yu looking through the electronic dictionary.

It was clearly a chilling script with cold sweat behind it, but due to various reasons, after reading it over and over again, Tang Yu didn't feel much except for a warm heart.

So under the pressure of the blond nobleman who seemed to be getting colder, Tang Yu moved his fingers, turned the script to the first page, and planned to read it again.

"Louis, I'll be late, you should rest first."

After getting along with the blond nobleman for a while, Tang Yu still learned how to appease Harris.

The automatic and self-conscious blond nobleman left a light kiss on the corner of his mouth, and then let it develop into a deep kiss without any resistance. Tang Yu slightly raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Harris, and continued to read after the blond nobleman closed his eyes. own script.

Although Professor Donald's method was very strange, Tang Yu found that her acting skills seemed to have improved after trying different scripts again and again.

But what caught Tang Yu's attention was the way Donald looked at him recently, with increasingly presumptuous gazes, as if he wanted to stare at him.

Tang Yu tried to ask Donald cryptically, but the result was that he was almost sprayed to death by venom. The producer, whose personality was even worse than that of Goyle, told him decisively that if he didn't look carefully, he would be Totally unable to find anything else to watch from that crappy acting.

Under such a blow, Tang Yu could only be completely defeated, but he didn't know that if he continued to ask, the producer who kept spraying poison would probably not be able to help telling the truth.

Being entrusted by others and being loyal to others is nothing more than satisfying one's own curiosity in the process.

Donald is very interested in Tang Yu, but it is still based on curiosity about Lin Yimo's attitude, but Tang Yu is still defeated by his venom, and this secret seems to be able to be kept.

"Do you know what movie you're going to audition for tomorrow?" Donald watched Tang Yu's performance without making any comments, but asked Tang Yu casually about the movie he was going to audition for.

Tang Yu shook his head honestly, he really didn't know.

In fact, not only Tang Yu, but all the people in the fashion and entertainment circles know nothing about this so-called big production except that this movie is from the famous director who has won countless awards.

"Then do you want to know?" Donald seemed to have suddenly changed his personality. There was still a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, but his tone of voice became a little lazy. The sweetness in the tone made people Tang Yu thought of Deng Tuzi who happened to meet at night.

Still maintaining a respectful look, there are too many weirdos in the circle, Tang Yu has learned to be calm.

"If it's possible, of course I would like to know, but this time the audition seems to be conducted without any information from anyone, so since the competition between each other is fair, it doesn't matter if you don't know."

"Fair?" Donald sneered disdainfully when he heard this word. The so-called lack of information was nothing more than hiding among the various families.

Speaking of which, it is just who the director of the movie is, but how many people there are, I don’t know that the director usually only works with himself.

Donald looked at Tang Yu, whether NEXT really didn't tell the boy in front of him of his identity, or this oriental model was too scheming and hid it too well.

"What if it's not fair?" Donald said with a smile, "You want to know?"

"..." Tang Yu looked at Donald silently. He is not a sage. The answer is yes. It's just why this indistinguishable ghost in front of him asked this question.

Tang Yu didn't speak to Donald, nor was he in a hurry. He just took out a script from his bag, which was just a photocopy version, and the script of the new play hadn't even been decided yet.

"Want to know?" Putting the script in front of Tang Yu, he asked again.

Tang Yu looked at Donald, and probably caught something in his heart when Donald took out the script.

It's just that I really don't know what method the company used to invite Donald to guide me in acting.

This set is really complicated. Tang Yu laughed lightly in her heart. She didn't know why the company didn't tell her some important news. She didn't know why Donald agreed to the company's request. As for the current This situation...

The corner of Tang Yu's mouth curled into a smile, "If you agree, of course I want to know, since it's unfair, there's nothing wrong with being ahead of others at the starting line."

Donald was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Tang Yu to answer so directly.The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a bit, "But there is always a price for everything, what can you pay for it?"