An Ruixin's lips curled slightly, she squinted at Song Ying, and said meaningfully: "Thank you for your experience. But I have a strong temperament. The more difficult things are, the more I like to try. , I am happy to speak with strength."

Speaking of experience? What kind of experience? Is this woman sarcastic that she likes to crawl on other people's beds? !

"You!" Realizing this, Song Ying was about to get angry, but An Ruixin had already interrupted her.

An Ruixin glanced at the lounge in the distance over Song Ying, and said a little impatiently: "I'm sorry, I have an audition for a while, so I won't chat with the young lady here and leave."

After speaking, regardless of Song Ying's reaction, she left.

Song Ying's face turned pale with anger, and she gritted her teeth for a long time before saying: "Strength? A joke! I really want to be a **** and want to set up a memorial archway, but I don't know how many people have been in bed, so I will talk about strength at this time. Do it early. Why did you go? Even someone like this dares to participate in Director Zheng's audition, I'm waiting for the day you lose the election and cry, hum!"

Song Ying let out a sigh of relief, and walked away in a huff with her high heels.

An Ruixin ran into the rest room, and before she could sit in the heat, she heard a shout from outside: "No. 213, No. 213."

An Ruixin subconsciously clenched the number plate in her hand, took a deep breath, got up and walked in.

In this audition, there are four people who really make the decision, one is the original author of the play and a friend of director Zheng Fanghe, the other is the assistant director of the play, and the other two are Zheng Fanghe, the film's largest investor and director and producer.

Zheng Fanghe's face was as gloomy as water. He got up early in the morning and interviewed hundreds of people. He watched a bunch of pretentious performances and plastic surgery faces that made him feel uncomfortable. His patience was wearing away little by little. , The anger is also accumulating little by little.

Finally, after kicking people out of the audition hall again unceremoniously, Zheng Fanghe rubbed his temples with a headache, and complained to the people around him, "Why is it so hard to find a talented actor these days? What’s the difficulty? Naruto, let me tell you, since you are here, you can give me some advice. You seem to have an entertainment company, so there are not many who are suitable for my drama?”

The man sitting next to Zheng Fanghe, Ji Chengze, the biggest investor in the show, glanced at Zheng Fanghe blankly, and said lightly, "You are better at this kind of thing, you can decide."

"..." If that's the case, why are you running and sitting here today? Are you bored?

Zheng Fanghe rolled his eyes: "Aren't you afraid that I will let your investment go to waste?"

Ji Chengze then turned his head and gave him a straight look: "I have confidence in you, and you might as well go back and tell your aunt about this to see how she will react?"

What else could be the reaction? Of course, it is to directly bring yourself home and rebuild it.

Zheng Fanghe was choked by Ji Chengze, and just wanted to say something, but Ji Chengze's phone rang at this moment.

Zheng Fanghe suddenly choked when he got to his mouth, and watched Ji Chengze get up to answer the phone. From a distance, he seemed to see Ji Chengze saying something to the person on the other end of the phone.

When he came back, Ji Chengze's face became very ugly.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Fanghe's heart froze when he saw this. You must know that the man in front of him was the famous Mount Tai who collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

If something very serious had not happened, it would never have been possible to see this look on his face.

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