Brilliant

Wen Mingyuan came to the interview office of the "Behind the Drama" program group with his resume in his arms. It felt the same as when he was just acting.Wen Mingyuan took a deep breath to relieve his nervousness.

After waiting all morning, until Wen Mingyuan was hungry, he was interviewed.Wen Mingyuan handed his resume to several judges, and when he was about to introduce himself, he was interrupted by one of the judges.

"I know you, you are the one who played "The Skeleton Crown" before..." The judges glanced at Wen Mingyuan's resume, "Your education is too low, you didn't study after finishing high school?"

"En." Wen Mingyuan nodded.

Another judge asked, "You never went to film school? Then who taught you acting?"

"Thinking about it myself," Wen Mingyuan thought that it would be enough to just call him over and pick a scene to act out, why is he still thinking about his education background.

"That won't work, has your family produced any actors?" the judges asked.

"Ah?" Wen Mingyuan was dumbfounded, "Does this have anything to do with whether I know how to act?"

Several judges got together to discuss a few words in a low voice, but Wen Mingyuan didn't hear clearly.

"That's right, we know that you were popular for making TV series before, but the entertainment industry is different now, you haven't even attended film school, so we don't trust your professional ability..."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Mingyuan, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly grabbed his neck.

This startled several judges.

"what happened?"

"How did this happen?"

Wen Mingyuan fell to the ground together with the chair. He grabbed his throat. Several red marks were scratched on his throat. The veins on his hands and the tears in his eyes burst out. Wen Mingyuan's entire face became pale. He was liver-colored, and his legs kept kicking the floor, as if someone had possessed him.He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make any sound, except for an occasional strange moan.

Wen Mingyuan turned over and tried to stand up with his left hand propped on the ground, but he tried several times without success.Finally he collapsed on the ground motionless.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" A timid judge screamed, and hurriedly opened the door of the interview room to find someone to help, "He's dead!"

The other two judges looked at Wen Mingyuan who was lying on the ground and did not dare to step forward.

People who were still waiting for the interview outside gathered together and looked inside curiously.Everyone asked what happened?Why is there a person lying on the ground.

The judges who had just run out to call for someone led the security guards to separate from the crowd, ready to step up to check on Wen Mingyuan's situation.At this time Wen Mingyuan got up from the ground like a normal person, rubbed his wrist and stretched himself.

"My performance is over," Wen Mingyuan picked up the briefcase on the ground, "I have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

He left the large group of dumbfounded spectators behind, walked out of the gate and got into the car.

Don't you question Lao Tzu's acting skills?Scared you to death.

Wen Mingyuan yawned and rubbed his stomach. He has been hungry for a long time...

Then go to the company cafeteria in Mo Beicheng for a meal!

Mo Beicheng encountered some troubles in writing songs. He was not satisfied with a few parts, and felt weird after changing them several times.Mo Beicheng locked himself in the piano room and played the piano alone, preventing others from entering, so much so that he forgot the time for lunch.

As a result, Wen Mingyuan caught him right away today.

When expanding the company a few years ago, Mo Beicheng suffered from a stomachache, so every day Wen Mingyuan sent him a message to remind him to pay attention to the time of eating.However, Mo Beicheng usually eats lunch at the company, and Wen Mingyuan can't care about him if he eats early or late, but Wen Mingyuan just happened to catch up with him today.

"I came this time and got caught by me?"

For the first time, Mo Beicheng felt that Wen Mingyuan's smile was a little scary.

"It means that the two of us are really destined to each other, the kind of heart-to-heart connection." Mo Beicheng argued.

"It means that you usually eat like this, but I just caught up with you today!" Wen Mingyuan circled around with the bow of the erhu in the piano room, as if it was a whip to punish criminals.

"I..." Mo Beicheng deliberately changed the topic, "Then let's go to dinner now, shall we? Just tell me about the interview this morning while we are eating."

"Wait a while, let's settle the matter here first." Wen Mingyuan didn't like him, "What if I catch you in the future?"

"..." Mo Beicheng reached out and hugged him, "I consciously sleep on the floor, okay?"

"Okay," Wen Mingyuan put the bow back to its original place, "Let's go to eat."

It's past mealtime now, and the rest of the cafeteria is probably leftovers.Wen Mingyuan is still controlling his weight during this time, and can only eat some simple boiled vegetables or vegetable salads without sauces.Mo Beicheng ordered a takeaway nearby, cleaned up his desk, and prepared to eat something while he was alive.During the meal, Wen Mingyuan told Mo Beicheng what happened this morning. He vividly described how the three judges were stunned by his fright, and the unpleasant mood in the morning was wiped away.

Mo Beicheng didn't speak, but just looked at Wen Mingyuan quietly.

"Let me tell you, don't do things like secretly invest money and then let me participate in the show!" Wen Mingyuan guessed his thoughts, "The rubbish show group, if you invite me to go, I won't go, and they will discriminate against my education. ..."

Wen Mingyuan was still controlling his figure, but he really couldn't bear the temptation of the meat in Mo Beicheng's bowl. He had been staring at the sweet and sour pork ribs in Mo Beicheng's bowl for a long time.

Bastard, Mo Beicheng, if you want to eat, eat it quickly!Are you tempting me on purpose?

Mo Beicheng didn't do this on purpose, he just felt that the sweet and sour pork ribs were too sweet, and he got tired of eating them.

"I'll keep a name, and I will avoid this company when I encounter business cooperation in the future." Mo Beicheng said.

"It's okay, it's okay, work belongs to work, personal enmity belongs to personal enmity, besides, I scared them enough today." Wen Mingyuan raised his head triumphantly, and stretched the line of his neck, "Look, is the red mark on it still there? ?”

"Here, you should be gentle with yourself..." Mo Beicheng put the lid on the lunch box, he couldn't eat it anymore, and was about to take it out and throw it away.

The lid of the lunch box is transparent, even with the lid on, Wen Mingyuan can still see the rib!

I want to eat!

"What's wrong?" Mo Beicheng watched him staring at the table, thinking he was thinking about something messy again.

"No......"

Wen Mingyuan was wondering if he could just eat this piece of pork ribs...Anyway, it's fine to eat one piece...

You can even lick it!

Just when he was about to ask Mo Beicheng, his cell phone rang suddenly, it was Lu Siwei's call.

"Wen Mingyuan, you passed the interview this morning. I told you that you are capable. Let's see when it is convenient for you to come to the program group. We will arrange people..."

Wen Mingyuan couldn't hear any words at all. He watched Mo Beicheng dump the boxed lunch into the trash can.

Lu Siwei...five years...can't you let me go?

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