After returning to the ward, before falling asleep, Qiao Wenzhou received a message from Chen Xingzhu.

"Mr. Chen: You have an audition tomorrow, so get some rest tonight."

Under the faint light emitted from the mobile phone screen, there is a warm smile.

……

The next day, Qiao Wenzhou got up early, washed up, and went to the audition location alone.

A lot of people had gathered outside. They all looked nervous and anxious, and from time to time they would look at the innermost room on the left.

Apparently, that’s where the auditions took place.

After receiving a number, Qiao Wenzhou found a corner with few people and stood there.

Unlike others, his expression and even his posture all revealed leisure and calmness.

This made the people around him curious. Isn't he nervous? This was the question in everyone's mind.

Although they were confused, they did not step forward to ask, but instead seized this last moment to familiarize themselves with the role.

There was only one exception. He walked up to Qiao Wenzhou and asked in a low voice: "Hey, little brother, aren't you nervous?"

Qiao Wenzhou glanced at the middle-aged man beside him calmly and replied indifferently: "I'm not nervous."

The middle-aged man was a little puzzled, "How could that be? You are not nervous?"

Qiao Wenzhou retracted his gaze, "Mu Xiangxun never gets nervous."

The middle-aged man quickly stroked his mustache and asked, "Did you recognize me?"

Qiao Wenzhou shook his head, "No, I don't know who you are."

The middle-aged man didn't believe it. "Impossible, if you don't know who I am, how could you say something like that?"

Qiao Wenzhou: “What kind of words?”

The middle-aged man pretended to be serious and said, "Mu Xiangxun never gets nervous."

Qiao Wenzhou responded calmly, "Oh, just say it if you want to."

The middle-aged man was still skeptical, "You really don't know me?"

Qiao Wenzhou: “Well, I really don’t know him.”

Middle-aged man: "Okay, then I'll tell you."

Qiao Wenzhou: “……?”

The middle-aged man cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, actually I'm the assistant director of this show."

Qiao Wenzhou nodded, "Oh."

Middle-aged man: "?"

Middle-aged man: "What's your reaction? Don't you believe it? Do you think I'm lying?"

Before Qiao Wenzhou could respond, the middle-aged man started to speak, "I am really an assistant director, just a little bit inferior to Qu Tiexin. I didn't lie. Besides, there is no point in lying to you. What I said is true."

In response, Qiao Wenzhou said: “Oh, okay.”

The middle-aged man choked for a moment, "Why...why did you react like that?"

Knowing that he is the assistant director, shouldn't you try to curry favor with him?

Don’t you know that one of the duties of an assistant director is casting?

Qiao Wenzhou asked back: "Then how should I react?"

Middle-aged man: “Uh…”

How should he answer this?

Seeing that the man couldn't answer, Qiao Wenzhou asked bluntly: "Do you have anything else to say?"

The assistant director, who had never been so frustrated before, expressed his dissatisfaction, "Boy, you are quite arrogant."

Qiao Wenzhou smiled and said, "Mu Xiangxun is the synonym of arrogance."

After saying this, Qiao Wenzhou's expression immediately softened. He looked at the middle-aged man and bowed his head humbly. "Assistant Director, do I fit your idea of ​​Mu Xiangxun?"

The middle-aged man finally reacted. He looked Qiao Wenzhou up and down. He witnessed everything from his arrogance just now to his humility and kindness now.

After careful observation, the middle-aged man suddenly discovered that it was very similar!

The young man in front of him looked like Mu Xiangxun who had walked out of a script!

Because the other party didn't say any lines from the script, he didn't react for a moment.

Be it the other party's calm demeanor or that arrogant temperament, they are exactly the same as Mu Xiangxun.

Mu Xiangxun in the play is humorous, kind and generous. He has a charming appearance and interesting connotation. It seems that no one dislikes him.

But in reality, Mu Xiangxun was a very arrogant person. He was pretending to be nice to everyone and just let them see the side he wanted them to see.

He seems to be born with the ability to act and he can easily win everyone's heart.

But such a life was a bit boring, so when Jia Kangan, the rich young man who claimed to be a detective, appeared, he finally became interested.

This lousy detective who hates him and only knows 30-something skills seems to be sure that he is the bad guy. Why is that?

He was curious.

At the same time, he was wondering what it would be like if the other person fell into his arms like everyone else.

With such curiosity, Mu Xiangxun tried to change his image in the young master's mind, while at the same time expecting the young master to reveal his true face.

To this end, he deliberately leaked some information to this lousy detective.

He is such a confident and arrogant person.

The middle-aged man was very surprised. "How did you find out that Mu Xiangxun was arrogant?"

Qiao Wenzhou said respectfully: "I have read the original work many times."

The middle-aged man shook his head. “No, no, that’s definitely not the case. Qiu Xiu didn’t use any words to describe Mu Xiangxun’s arrogance.”

Qiao Wenzhou: "But she used the entire article to describe his arrogance."

This statement instantly aroused the middle-aged man's interest. "Come on, tell me in detail."

"Okay." Qiao Wenzhou responded with a faint smile, "I personally think that a person who can kill his wife without any expression on his face is essentially different from ordinary humans."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, he is actually more like a madman."

Qiao Wenzhou added: "A self-confident and arrogant madman..."

The conversation between the two in the corner did not attract anyone's attention, and even if someone saw it, they would quickly look away.

As time passed, the middle-aged man's eyes became brighter and brighter, a look like discovering a pearl.

Under such a gaze, Qiao Wenzhou spoke freely and with neither humility nor arrogance.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was even more satisfied. He felt that he had met Qiao Wenzhou too late.

At the end, Qiao Wenzhou said: "...the above are my thoughts."

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "Boy, you are quite good, but it's a pity... What a pity..."

Qiao Wenzhou raised his eyebrows lightly, "What's wrong? Do you think my ideas are still too immature?"

The middle-aged man shook his index finger and asked a question instead, "Boy, do you know why I'm outside?"

Qiao Wenzhou seemed to remember something at this moment, "Oh, yes, you are the assistant director, you should be in there now."

The middle-aged man sighed, "That's the problem."

Qiao Wenzhou looked worried. "What's wrong? Did something happen to the crew?"

The middle-aged man sighed again, "Boy, let me tell you this, you are just a runner-up today."

Qiao Wenzhou blinked, "Huh?"

Looking at the boy who seemed to have no reaction, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of regret. He said reluctantly: "It's not just you. Except for the person who was already booked, all the others are here to keep you company."

Qiao Wenzhou repeated in a daze, "The person who was scheduled?"

The middle-aged man leaned close to Qiao Wenzhou's ear and whispered, "The position of Mu Xiangxun has already been decided."

"It seems that it was decided last week. An investor specifically asked that person to play Mu Xiangxun."

"Originally, this Wednesday, which was four days ago, Director Qu was going to have dinner with the investor to discuss and arrange this matter."

"But they suddenly postponed it and insisted on adding an audition today."

At this point, the middle-aged man sighed, "Ah..."

"So it doesn't matter who comes today, this position belongs to that person."

"You'll all have come here for nothing."

A flash of light flashed quickly across his eyes, and the corners of Qiao Wenzhou's lips were slightly raised, which was not easy to detect.

It turns out that Mr. Chen has done so much for him?

"Hey!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Kid?"

"Huh?" Qiao Wenzhou quickly came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man comforted him awkwardly, "Boy, don't be too sad. With your ability, you will definitely have better opportunities in the future..."

"Ah?" Qiao Wenzhou scratched his head, "I'm not sad."

Seeing the young man showing his small white teeth when he smiled, a question mark slowly appeared on the middle-aged man's head.

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