The actor is a white fox demon

Zhou Yang looked around, the remaining actors were still frowning, reciting their lines in a low voice, the one beside him actually said that he had finished watching?

Zhou Yang thought it was incredible, he stayed with him for so many years, and he didn't even know he had this ability!

But he kept his mouth shut and didn't ask him any more.

Zhou Yang felt that Gu Sui beside him seemed to be a different person again.

Closing his eyes, and raising them again, Gu Sui had a casual and romantic attitude, as if he had become the most famous playboy thousands of years ago, and came back as he pleased.

The first paragraph of the script that Gu Sui saw was adapted from Zhang Dai's article "Looking at the Snow in the Lake Pavilion" in "Tao An Meng Yi".

Zhou Yang rubbed his eyes, then took a closer look, and the person beside him changed again.

Obviously he still looked the same, he didn't even move, but Gu Sui was no longer that young and flirtatious nobleman, but an old man who was dying.There was no brilliance in his eyes, as if after many years of wind and frost, the look was wiped out.

All his former splendor has vanished into smoke, and all that remains is broken tripods, sick pianos, and broken beds.

The dream of the previous few decades was shattered, the Qing soldiers entered the customs, his Daming country changed hands, and the bereaved survivors still hoped for the glory of the past.

In just a few minutes, Gu Sui recalled the script on paper in his mind.

It is too hurtful to act with heart and substitute yourself into that person. The young man's heart trembles, and when his eyes suddenly focus, he sees that he is still in a modern audition room, and it feels like a dream.

Zhou Yang was already stunned, he nudged Gu Sui with his elbow, and wanted to ask him what he was doing just now, when he saw that the group of directors seemed to be looking at them.

Lin Jingsheng stroked his chin, lowered his head and said something to Yan Xun, and the young man raised his head to look at Gu Sui.

At a glance, it froze.

"Gu Sui, look up quickly, your idol is watching you!" Zhou Yang hurriedly whispered to him.

Gu Sui raised his head and met the gaze of the young man looking at him.

There was snow in the young man's eyes, which had been frozen for thousands of years, but broke in an instant. His lips were slightly parted, and he looked at Gu Sui quietly.

Gu Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, tilted his head, and smiled softly and presumptuously.

He was still a little bit into the drama, at this moment, he was still that dandy wandering the world alone, when he saw the beauty he liked, he smiled.

In fact, Gu Sui and Zhang Dai in the previous life were the same person, they were equally proud and presumptuous, passionate and unfeeling.

Yan Xun was stunned, he thought of the materials he had thrown into the shredder a few days ago, but those papers and videos were completely different from the person in front of him.

The person smiling at him in front of him, this person, this look... is too familiar.

There was a spring day in Chang'an, when he first cultivated into a human form, he was selling wine in a restaurant in the suburbs.When the man saw him, he shook his folding fan lightly, smiled lightly, and approached him gently and presumptuously, begging him for a glass of wine.

He gave him a glass of wine.

……

"Enough." The young man's cold voice suddenly rang out in the noisy audition room, and there was a moment of silence, and everyone's eyes were on him.

Lin Jingsheng saw that the expression of the young man beside him was not quite right, and reminded him in a low voice, "It will take another 5 minutes."

"Start the audition now." The young man ignored his reminder.

He didn't want to wait any longer, he had already waited for a thousand years, and he waited for another 24 years, wasting too much wasted time.

The faces of the actors who didn't memorize their lines well were gloomy, and only a few looked complacent, and the chances of winning were imminent.

Yan Xun fixedly stared at Gu Sui's direction, Gu Sui saw it, and casually put his eyes aside.He was not surprised that too many people looked at him with such eager eyes.

Ordinarily, auditions are all about giving way, and it takes three urgings and four invitations before someone is willing to be the first to stand out.

But there is a big star who feels very good. He happened to be in front of Gu Sui, thinking that Yan Xun was looking at him, but the focus was not right.Meng Qing didn't want to make Yan Xun 'wait' any longer, so he stood up and bowed halfway to the directors in the judges' seat.

Lin Jingsheng touched Yan Xun with his hand, and whispered, "Don't watch, my chairman Yan. You can watch him enough when he auditions later."

"..." Yan Xun then withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "Let's begin."

The first section is an excerpt from Huxin Pavilion watching the snow. Meng Qing has always been known as the acting school among the little fresh meat. Although this title is suspected of being exaggerated, his acting skills will never make people play.

His gaze fell faintly into the distance, as if he was in a white snowy night with a lonely boat under him.

The world is boundless, and the people of Sri Lanka are happy alone.

Meng Qing looked relaxed at first, as if he was watching the snow.Suddenly, his expression became pleasantly surprised, as if he saw the two figures in the middle of the lake having a drink.He raised his glass to the distance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, Meng Qing lowered his eyes and clenched his fists tightly, extremely forbearing.

He sneered, "You come to persuade me? Persuade me to serve as an official for the rebellious dynasty? Is Zhang Zongzi this kind of person in your heart... I am alone and have no worries. It is to remember the heavy responsibility that the history of the Ming Dynasty has not been revised, and the family and the country have not been restored."

"...Even if Daming died a long time ago, the history of Ming has not died! The blood of Ming has not died! The root of Ming—the integrity of the Han nationality will not die either!"

"... Linhan, you go."

""Stone Chamber Book" is my last confession to my motherland."

……

There were not too few lines in the script, but Meng Qing recited them all, word for word.His performance has no merits or faults. Although it is not up to the level of eye-catching, it will never be out of the play.

Lin Jingsheng nodded, and was about to tell Yan Xun that this was a good one, when Yan Xun had already said, "Next."

Meng Qing froze in place. He could tell that Lin Jingsheng and the other assistant directors were quite satisfied with him, and he felt that he could perform well.But Yan Xun didn't seem to see him, and he spared him a word, and directly called the next one.

Meng Qing looked back to see who was next, and what he saw was a face that was pretty but unimpressive, at most it was an unknown actor.