Chapter 1765 Audition (1)

Xia Siyu looked at the entrance, and Boyan's slippers had been changed and placed neatly here. Obviously, he had gone out.

As if seeing Xia Siyu looking around, Wei Jingjing asked casually: "Are you looking for Boyan?"

"Who said I was looking for him? Why would I look for him? Is he important?"

Wei Jingjing thought, I don't know if he is important or not, but Xia Siyu's rhetorical question is especially like a cover-up. But Wei Jingjing still answered: "When I came, I seemed to see his car at the intersection in front, and he should have left."

"You can leave if you want, as if you really want him to stay." Xia Siyu said this and walked towards the bathroom again. This guy is used to the speed of fighting, and he packs up very quickly. He washes up quickly, puts on a casual piece of clothes and goes out.

Wei Jingjing stopped her: "Are you going like this?"

T-shirt, jeans, and a baseball cap. After all, they are coming from there, and it is a formal occasion. You don't need to wear an evening dress, but you have to dress neatly, right?

"Why, what's wrong with this dress? Isn't it good?" Xia Siyu was already very bored after the initial excitement.

Anyway, she was struggling here for a long time, but Bo Yan didn't even look at her. Besides, she didn't have to get the list. What if the script was really written as a vase? This is a two-way choice, not something she can just leave there for others to pick and choose. If she is not allowed to wear this dress, she won't go!

"You, at least wear a small jacket?" There are those casual suit jackets, which are worn in informal occasions. Wei Jingjing persuaded her to wear that one.

In her heart, she probably thought that this time it was over. She wanted to fight for a sexy female spy, but Xia Siyu came with a careless image. She didn't take it seriously and didn't fit the role at all. It was definitely over.

But this little ancestor had made her choice, what could she do? She could only follow her helplessly.

All the way to the meeting place, it was a quiet restaurant private room. Xia Siyu went in. In addition to Qin Baizhou, there were two strangers inside. One of them was a yellow man, who looked more familiar to Qin Baizhou, and the other had a Western face and a big white beard.

Seeing Xia Siyu, Qin Baizhou stood up first: "Siyu, you are here. Let me introduce you, Xia Siyu, a popular female star in our country. This is the producer Mr. Wang I mentioned, and that is Mr. Wang's friend Steve."

After all, it was a meeting with a guest. Even if Xia Siyu had a bad relationship with Bo Yan, she would not show it in front of outsiders. She was not particularly enthusiastic or flattering, but she also extended her hand to shake hands generously: "Hello, both of you."

The producer Wang was of Chinese descent and spoke fluent Mandarin. He smiled and said: "It's not easy to quarantine from Hollywood to here for ten days just to see you."

Xia Siyu said bluntly: "That just proves that I am very valuable and you deserved your trip."

The two sides exchanged a few words and sat down to set up the meal. Qin Baizhou was very skilled in entertaining people. As long as he wanted, he could get along well with you within five minutes, and you would be coaxed into happiness without any flattery. After all, he has worked his way up from a talent scout to a major shareholder of the listed company Huixing, so he is still quite capable.

For example, when arranging meals, there is a foreign friend, and the meals are a little bit of a combination of Chinese and Western cuisine. The dishes served are all the kind that can be easily handled with knives and forks. However, no matter how well the arrangements are made, there are always omissions, such as when Xia Siyu saw the man take out a cigar and it seemed that he didn't bring any tools, Qin Baizhou immediately called the waiter to come.

Fortunately, smoking is allowed indoors here, and the waiter brought a lighter, but the man looked at the lighter and put the cigar down. Qin Baizhou thought he was embarrassed to smoke indoors, so he didn't care much. But Xia Siyu asked, "Do you have special cigar cutters and cigar lighters here?"

Although cigars are also cigarettes, they are not the same as ordinary filter cigarettes. There are such cigar shops abroad, where professional clerks will help customers roast them after they have chosen them, stimulate the aroma, and then cut off a small part with cigar cutters. You can't use the gasoline lighters that everyone usually uses to light a cigarette, because the chemical smell inside will affect the aroma of the cigar.

The waiter went to look for it, and there was indeed a cigar cutter. At least they found it, but they couldn't ask people to go to the kitchen to find it except for the lighter. Xia Siyu asked: "Then, do you have matches?"

She noticed that this restaurant has the habit of burning incense to the Buddhist temple. If you are more pious to light the Buddhist temple, you generally don't use waxed matches.

This is really the right person to ask. The restaurant really found a box for her, and she handed it to the bearded man.

The bearded man was a little surprised: "Do you smoke normally, ma'am?"

Xia Siyu shook her head: "No."

She doesn't smoke, and she doesn't drink alcohol. She drinks occasionally, but she is not addicted.

The bearded man asked, "So you know a lot about cigars."

It was too much trouble for Xia Siyu to talk to him in poor Chinese, so she spoke in English directly: "Although I don't smoke, I need to use it occasionally when acting, so I pay attention to it. I remember that in the script of Super Hero this time, there is a scene where the heroine needs to smoke a cigar. I specifically asked the relevant people."

The relevant people refer to Bo Yan. This guy is simply her encyclopedia. He knows everything she asks him. But when she thought of Bo Yan and his recent indifference, she suddenly felt a little unlucky.

The bearded man was silent before, but when Xia Siyu spoke, he was quite interested: "Your accent seems to have a bit of London accent."

"I learned it when I was a kid. I grew up in Sicily."

"Oh, really? You can speak Italian?"

"Of course." Xia Siyu turned around and greeted him in Italian, "Mr. Steve, you are actually the casting director, right? Or, you may not be the casting director himself, but you must be related to the role selection this time."

The director of this movie is a famous director. If he came, Xia Siyu would definitely know him. The casting director is not necessarily, but the casting director's opinion is also very important during the casting stage. Moreover, the casting director is a behind-the-scenes staff, and generally not many people know him, so he is relatively low-key.

The bearded man asked with interest: "How do you know?"

"That Mr. Wang is actually your subordinate. He didn't bring you here. In fact, you brought him to the East Asia region to make the selection. The cigar in your hand is not cheap. This one costs more than one hundred US dollars." Although he was dressed simply, the price of one hundred US dollars for this one was not affordable for ordinary small employees in the film and television industry.