It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

More than half an hour had passed since we learned that Tong Chunchun had also come to Beijing Suburban Film and Television City.

Baiyang returned to the small group without saying a word, flipping her phone over and over in her hand.

No one could look over, because all they could see was her lowered head with a black baseball cap on her head.

Combined with the body movements of his hands, one would subconsciously think that this is an "unknown" actor who is auditioning but has no confidence in himself and is anxious.

Just a second before Bai Yang's phone was about to be polished with a layer of glossy glaze, a brown-red curly guy who was also not very confident approached Bai Yang.

At the same time, the voice that drifted over was also cautiously probing:

"Brother, are you here to audition for "The Secret Actor" too?"

Ke Xiaocheng rolled up the registration form with his fingers and asked very softly.

Baiyang's thoughts were interrupted, he raised his head in surprise, nodded subconsciously, and immediately paused hesitantly.

Ke Xiaocheng is quite familiar with him. Judging from the fact that this guy in black is probably an introvert, and he has this attitude of wanting to admit it or not, he probably has the same lack of confidence as him.

Then they patted their chests, and Ke Xiaocheng and Baiyang got closer.

"My name is Ke Xiaocheng, the dawn of dawn, the capital of Beijing!"

"I'm here to audition too, buddy, which one do you want to audition for?"

Ke Xiaocheng saw that Baiyang didn't even have a registration form in his hand. He didn't know whether this guy had finished signing up or was still hesitating.

Somewhat anxiously, he added:

"By the way, bro, you need to register on site. Bro, have you gone to get the registration paper?"

Baiyang was a little embarrassed and hesitated to explain.

I was looking for something to change the subject.

She was full of thoughts just now and her mind was not here.

Let the agent Bianke sign the contract and communicate the subsequent schedule on his behalf.

She had some free time, and she thought about asking Zhou Jie directly to ask if the show was going to be on the final night stage soon. Aren't all the instructors at the training camp ready to train with the contestants?

On the other side, she was a little embarrassed and wanted to convince herself that this might be a unilateral problem of Tong Chunchun. Maybe Master Tong would fly back to Haicheng after recording today's shooting task!

As I was thinking about it, I was disturbed by this guy named "Ke Xiaocheng".

Bai Yang raised his hand and waved, saying, "You may have misunderstood, I just came to take a look."

There was a lot of movement in the aisle behind him from far to near.

Four or five assistants carrying large bags were leading the way.

A tall man wearing reflective sunglasses strode towards their crew.

There were a few girls who might be fans or professional road photographers following behind, making noisy noises.

"Brother Xuan, what role are you auditioning for today?"

"What role does Brother Xuan want to play that we can't play, and we still have to actually try it? It's just a process, so as to save some jealous fans of the star prime minister from having to do it again!"

The two fans asked and answered questions.

The man they called Brother Xuan didn't explain either.

It wasn't until this group of people came close to the registration office that Ke Xiaocheng clenched his fist and suddenly came back to his senses.

"It's Tang Yanxuan! What kind of wind brings this big shot here!"

"He is a top figure under the banner of Excellence who is on par with the God of Time!"

"If you want to join this crew, won't the wishes of other people who come to audition for the lead role be in vain?"

Ke Xiaocheng whirred.

Baiyang wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows and said nothing.

Male number one? Comparable to Brother Cheng?

Then his plan may be in vain!