Chapter 120 She Chose

"Hello, director," she said politely, "I am Yan Huan, number 57, and I am auditioning for the role of Qing Yao."

The others did not show much expression. Qing Yao is a very popular role, the second female lead, second only to the first female lead, with a lot of scenes, strong contrast, and strong conflict. Several people who came to audition chose this role.

And Wen Dongni's performance just now made everyone in Yang, except Director Jin, satisfied. After all, the fairy spirit was really performed.

This Yan Huan has a good appearance, but no one knows whether she has any experience in acting. So just like Qing Qiusuo last time, no one can be optimistic about her. The most important thing is that she is a new face, and new faces obviously put more pressure on the crew than old faces.

Yan Huan moved a chair over and put it down, then sat down. She leaned on the chair and closed her eyes. Then, the surroundings became quiet. She propped her hand on her side face. The light cast a lot of fluorescence on her smooth and fair skin. Young girls' skin is good, and good skin is almost enviable.

"What's wrong?" She said lightly, her eyes were not open. No one acted with her, so she did it herself.

"Oh..." She smiled suddenly, and the arc outlined by her red lips was amazingly beautiful, but also with some magic. When she opened her eyes again, at that moment, the pair of black crystal-like eyes were full of coldness, like a gust of cold wind passing through, which made everyone shiver.

"Since they want to die, let them die. There are too many people in this world, and it's better to die," and at this time, she was smiling, but when she smiled, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eye, and it slowly flowed under her chin.

Then she closed her eyes again, and the corners of her lips, which had been slightly raised, never fell.

"Are you still not leaving?" She asked again, without any impatience or chasing people away, but she also made people feel inexplicably dead and distant.

"Really?" It was as if someone was really standing opposite her, talking to her, arguing with her, and asking her. If that was the case, then what was the point of having such a subordinate? If you raise a dog, you have to raise an obedient one. If it starts to bite its owner, what's the point of having one? And now she doesn't want anything, she just wants others to die.

"If you are willing to die for him, then go ahead and die."

Her voice was cold and ruthless, and so was her whole person, but she also inexplicably had a kind of almost shocking sense of demon control, which could be seen and felt from her every move, every word, even the trembling of every eyelash, and every blooming expression.

Her whole person was in the play, and she also brought everyone on the scene into her play.

Until Yan Huan stood up, the people below were still in that strange mood, unable to extricate themselves.

"Ahem..." Director Jin coughed, and the others also woke up.

"I choose Yan Huan," he said what he meant directly, and Yan Huan gave him a feeling of stunning this time. Yes, it was these two words, stunning. Wen Dongni can only be said to be a good actor, but Yan Huan gave people a kind of stunning, a stunning that can be said to be beyond acting. I believe that anyone with eyes knows who they should choose.

"I also choose Yan Huan," one of them nodded, agreeing with Director Jin's meaning, "Wen Dongni's acting is good, but it lacks some feeling."

The others discussed it, and the people present had already decided on this perfect Qingyao, which was Qingyao, a Qingyao who became a demon, a Qingyao who became a demon but still had humanity, a Qingyao who had humanity but would never admit it.

Qingyao is not bad, Qingyao is pitiful, but whose fault is it that Qingyao has become like this.

The man next to Director Jin frowned, "I still feel that Winnie's acting is good," but when he said this, he felt his face getting hot.

The eyes of others looking at him were all strange, which made him embarrassed and clear his cough.

"Sorry, Chen, we all agreed," Director Jin gave him a helpless look, "The minority obeys the majority, you won't insist on doing it yourself, right?"

Chen almost jumped up and pointed at Director Jin's nose and scolded him for bullying.

Even if he wanted to do it himself, it would be useless.

Yes, they all agreed, not to mention that they all agreed, even if they only agreed half, he has such a face, who can talk over a few mouths, this place relies on looks to make a living, if the faces are all similar, then it depends on acting skills to make a living.

Don't say you have a backstage, there are many people with backstage. It is precisely because this drama has too many investments that all investors want is ratings and making money. You find a third-rate actor to play. You are willing, but are others willing? So this planner Chen can only hate it in the end, and then watch the words "Yan Huan" written on the casting page.

When Yan Huan came out, Yi Ling stood up with a cry. She ran to Yan Huan and before she could say anything, she directly blocked Yan Huan in front of him, just like a hen protecting her chicks, carefully blocking Yan Huan behind her.

Wen Dongni walked over, with a smile on her lips and a face full of confidence.

"Little dragon, I'm looking forward to our chance to meet again, but there is no chance recently, but it's possible," she blew on her well-maintained fingers.

"Maybe you will come to Xunxian to be my substitute. I remember that you are very good at hanging wires, aren't you?"

Yan Huan laughed instead of getting angry, "If there is a chance, I will."

Wen Dongni clenched her hands, and her face became ugly. She snorted, turned around, stepped on her high heels, and then twisted her waist to leave.

Yi Ling was relieved after Wen Dongni left.

"Are you okay, Huanhuan, did she bully you?" You know, when she saw Wen Dongni go in just now, she was so scared that she almost screamed, for fear that Wen Dongni would bully Yan Huan again.

"I'm fine," Yan Huan shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm not hurt anywhere."

Then, Yi Ling asked carefully, was it robbed by her.

Yan Huan suddenly smiled, then stretched out his hand and made an OK gesture.