Rebirth of the King

After the audition started, the venue would naturally be cleared. An Cheng stood outside, a little bored.

And at this moment, the people from the first group came out, those two people Ancheng didn't know each other, but they were indeed too miserable, the eyes of both of them were suffocated, and even their lips trembled, almost holding back She shed tears and ran out without looking so embarrassed.

An Cheng's heart was slightly shocked. He had always heard of Qi Yan's cold and poisonous tongue, but he never thought that the people who came to audition would get such treatment.

At this time, the assistant had already come out and shouted: "Senior Mo, Zhong Mingxi, come here."

Mo Zhi patted An Cheng's shoulder and smiled: "You do your best, I will cooperate."

An Cheng nodded gratefully, knowing the habit of not knowing, this is an encouragement to the younger generation.

He wants to stand out in this life, the first thing is now, he needs a chance, a chance to impress Qi Yan, and this is the best possibility.

Now that this line has been picked up, it doesn't make sense to let it go, not to mention that he really likes the role of Xiangzi.

Compared with the heroic temperament of other positive images, he prefers the human heart represented by characters like Xiangzi.The warmth and coldness of the heart, and the sophistication of the world are all clearly reflected in this little person. It just so happens that Zhong Mingxi is a little person, and there is no pressure to act in his true colors.

When An Cheng entered, he happened to see Qi Yan frowning impatiently in front of him. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied, and even the folders on the table were smashed and scattered into a mess, probably because they were dropped before. Go down and hit people.

An Cheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, this person's temper is so bad, only relying on his unbeatable box office to have a place in the entertainment industry, otherwise he would have been played to death long ago.

However, this is not something he needs to consider. What he needs most now is——

"If you're not ready, I think you can get out and change our partner for Mo Tianwang." Qi Yan raised his head, his narrow eyes were sneering.

Obviously, he didn't give the slightest thought to the little thing that crawled into his bed.

Ancheng took a breath and straightened his clothes gently, pulling the corners of the clothes into a ball, then raised his head and said, "Thank you Director Qi for your concern, I can start now."

...Qi Yan's eyes widened silently, which one of his eyes saw that he was caring?

No matter what, An Cheng didn't give Qi Yan a chance to continue his cynicism, because he had already started auditioning.

In front of him is Mo Zhi, the cramped space makes people slightly unbearable, but it also brings a long-lost sense of familiarity.

This is a stage that belongs to his Ancheng stage.

"Young Master..." An Cheng was standing in the middle of the small room, but inexplicably recited the words with the desolation and gravity unique to the Republic of China era, "Please give me a vacation, I have something important to do I want to go back to my hometown to have a look, young master, please do me a favor..."

This always glib and capable Xiangzi knelt at Liu Qinglin's feet at this moment, his movements were very slow, with a deep-seated unwillingness and pleading, his knees almost slid down and down, and then fell to the ground suddenly, pressing out with a bang. Natural sound.

But his gaze was still fixed on Liu Qinglin's face, insisting on staying motionless.

Mo Zhi was slightly taken aback. As a conscientious actor, he had already read the script several times, and he was able to familiarize himself with every sentence and paragraph in it. He was sure that the newcomer in front of him was not acting in the script. content.

It is not uncommon to find a new way, but for a newcomer, it is extremely rare, which means that they need to have a deep understanding of the characters in the show, and then create their own stories, which is an extension of the character of the characters .

It was precisely because of this that Mo Zhi suddenly understood the reason why this person asked him to play with him, because they were rivals in chess.

"Heh..." Mo Zhi quickly entered Liu Qinglin's state. He stretched out his hand and lightly touched his lips. His face was still gentle and elegant, but his eyes were contemptuous. He stretched out the tip of his boot and kicked him lightly. Kneeling Xiangzi's knee, it was Liu Qinglin in the play who smiled: "Xiangzi, what you said is meaningless. When will I make things difficult for you? It's just that you have finished your vacation this year. If there is no special reason, Just go back."

Xiangzi's face suddenly showed a kind of panic and suddenness, he sat upright on his feet nervously, and gently rubbed his slightly dirty fingers, his voice was already a bit crying: "Master!"

"If I remember correctly, Liu's rule of entry is to put the overall situation first. You should let me listen to you. What is your priority? Hmm?" Mo Zhi smiled slightly coldly, and his voice was stern. It's unkind.

An Cheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, but he still begged softly: "Master, it's my family who is critically ill, and I'm in my hometown..." His eyes were filled with tears at some point. When Liu Qinglin didn't see it, he rubbed his sleeve fiercely: "I want to go back and die for the old man."

"Success, if you can win the Wu family's business in the north of the city tomorrow, I will allow you to go back." Mo Zhi finally let go.

Xiangzi was overjoyed, almost wanting to bow down on Liu Qinglin's lap, but unexpectedly heard Liu Qinglin add another sentence: "Three days."

"Three days..." Xiangzi could hardly hold back the crying in his throat.

"Only three days, otherwise you don't have to come back." Liu Qinglin smirked, then left with hands behind his back.

Qi Yan was sitting at the front, with a cloudy expression on his face, but before he had time to say "cut", he realized that An Cheng on the stage did not stop, because he started an inner drama of his own: "Damn it!"

There were uncontrollable tears in Xiangzi's voice, he kicked a stone that didn't exist on the ground fiercely, almost smashing his foot.

Then he covered his face and squatted down slowly, sobbing uncontrollably. He got up after a while, and there was no trace of wetness on his face, only a nonchalant ruffian expression remained, slowly Tun walked out.

Qi Yan was sitting on the stage. He watched the play slowly come to an end, strangely silent.

And at this moment, Gu Xuan next to him felt something was wrong for no reason, if he had been by the side, Qi Yan would have started swearing a long time ago.

But this time everyone in the room knew very well that the performance of this pair was almost impeccable. They did not follow the script, but chose a fragment that did not exist, and then performed it in their own souls.

The little-known Zhong Mingxi didn't look like a newcomer at all. If he was a newcomer, then this person's sense of drama was really good.He's almost another Shoko, the repressed, double-faced Shoko.

The screenwriter Ming Lan was sitting by the side. The woman was wearing exquisite makeup and was typing something on the keyboard in a hurry. After a while, she smiled slightly and said to Qi Yan: "Director Qi, I want to make this passage Adding it in, I think this paragraph portrays Xiangzi's character very well."

Only then did Qi Yan smile slowly, first he smiled at Mo Zhi and said, "I always thought that Mo Tianwang was very suitable for this role when I was in the platoon, as expected, you are welcome to join the crew," and then he turned his gaze to the side An Cheng, who was silent, spoke coldly this time: "Zhong Mingxi, your audition is very self-assessed, go back and wait for news."

An Cheng leaned over and saluted, then walked out the door in silence.

Mo Zhi came out behind him, seeing An Cheng's silent appearance, he couldn't help reaching out and patting him on the shoulder: "I think your acting is pretty good, really," he looked at An Cheng's face, suddenly A strange thought came up in my heart, "You are quite like an old friend of mine."

This time, Ancheng finally couldn't pretend to be stupid anymore, so he could only smile slightly, and regained his usual composure: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

Mo Zhi knew that this was just a formality, so he shook his head heartily: "It's a pleasure playing with you, Zhong Mingxi."

To be able to get the approval of the king of heaven is a rare good luck for any artist.

It may not be a big deal to An Cheng in the previous life, but in this life he is Zhong Mingxi, a little transparent in the standard sense of the entertainment circle, or a little transparent who was almost hidden by Gu Xuanxue, no matter what, he can reconnect with his best friend from the previous life, Ancheng called this the favor of God.

It's time to take care of me, An Cheng thought in his heart.

He has been let down by fate so many times, some things are his own fault, some things are bad luck, but An Cheng admits it all.

I only wish that the wind and water will flourish in this life, and I will make steady progress in the sky, and I will be in vain.

And all of this requires management and brewing, especially the favor of others.

Thinking of this, An Cheng suddenly felt somewhat apologetic towards Mo Zhi. He was using this person, his kindness and affection, and his relationship with An Cheng in his previous life.

It's just that he didn't feel guilty anymore, and even took it for granted.

An Cheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, and then stretched out his hand: "Then senior, I'll go back first." He was smiling, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and stroked his temples lightly with his left hand.

This action successfully attracted Mo Zhi's attention, and Mo Zhi's eyes became more and more sad, and then he returned to his nonchalant look: "It's a pleasure to meet you." After a pause, he added: "I'm looking forward to it." cooperation with you."

With a meaningful sentence, An Cheng smiled slightly, looking a little flattered.

At this moment, the sense of familiarity that belonged to An Cheng disappeared, replaced by a real newcomer——

Zhong Mingxi.

The audition inside is still going on, but Qi Yan feels that he will never see the Xiangzi he wants again no matter what.

There is a thing called inertial thinking. When a person's image is implanted, there is no room for other images, and that person is Zhong Mingxi.

He suddenly felt a stagnant qi in his chest, which inexplicably surged up, making him a little uncomfortable. He didn't like being restrained, especially when that person had just climbed out of his bed.

If you have to choose, it might be good to choose someone with high acting skills and good obedience.

Qi Yan thought about it, and then put the computer in front of him on the ground and closed it: "The audition is over, let those useless trash go back."

After saying this, he got up and walked out, leaving behind "Xiangzi" who was trying to hold back tears on the stage, and Gu Xuan who had an inexplicable astonished expression.

Where no one saw, a coldness flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes.

That Zhong Mingxi, it's time for him to have something wrong.