Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Feeling a little unhappy for no reason, Wan Zexi raised his eyebrows. Just when he was about to say something, the director's voice came from outside——

Mo Yu, let's start filming that scene again.

Mo Yu didn't care what Wan Zexi was going to say. He said in a calm voice: I'm going to film first. You can wait for me here.

Watching Mo Yu walking out, Wan Zexi felt a little funny. This filming was indeed the most tiring.

His dark eyes scanned everything in the room. There was nothing special, most of them were just needed props.

Bored, Wan Zexi picked up the script that Mo Yu put down just now and started reading it.

Start, start!

Mr. Yu interrupted the process and said impatiently: Start quickly, don't wait any longer.

Feng Xi—— As soon as these two words came out, Mr. Yu frowned on the sidelines.

Are you that Young Master Mingxiao? Feng Xi asked, looking up and down casually.

After such a long time, you really don't remember me? Master Mingxiao stood there with a weak look that made people look at him with pity.

Feng Xi's eyes flashed slightly, I'm afraid no one who meets a peerless person like Mr. Mingxiao will ever forget him.

Oh, is it so?

A coldness flashed deep in Chen Youxing's eyes. This woman put too much pressure on him. Every time he looked at each other, he always felt that the other person's eyes were putting pressure on him all the time, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

But in order to be selected, Chen Youxing tried his best to keep his expression intact. In fact, both the director and Mr. Yu had already seen it.

Mo Yu's talent is really good, but he didn't expect that Chen Youxing doesn't even have this ability to withstand pressure.

stop--

stop--

stop--

Again--

Again--

Every time the sound of a stop sounded, the staff couldn't help but murmur quietly.

How did this person get selected? He has been stopped dozens of times.

I don't know, but I'm really in a hurry to eat. It's almost lunch time.

Chen Youxing unclenched his hand, loosened it and then held it again. He felt extremely resentful in his heart. He just felt that Mr. Yu was targeting him.

One minute later.

stop--

Staff: ... Brother, can you please perform well? We have to go back for dinner in a hurry!

What are you taking pictures of? Yu Lao seemed to be really angry, and he threw the paper in his hand to the ground.

The acting is exaggerated, the eyes are dull, and the tone and emotion are getting worse and worse!

The director on the side sighed helplessly. Mr. Yu was very strict with acting. It can only be said that there are really not many young people in the entertainment industry who can fulfill Mr. Yu's requirements.

Of course, people like Mo Yu are just God's blessing. They have looks, temperament, and acting talent. As long as they are honed, they will definitely become that dazzling superstar in the entertainment industry.

Ah! Princess Fengxi? A frivolous and careless low voice sounded faintly from behind Chen Youxing.

Suddenly everyone was stunned.

Where did the sound come from?

But the sound is simply too crisp!

A bad premonition suddenly filled Chen Youxing's heart, and he stood there stiffly.

Tap tap tap tap~ the pace sounded leisurely and casually.

Everyone saw a young man with an exquisite appearance slowly walking up.

Mo Yu's eyes were surprised for a moment.

Yu Lao's originally angry eyes suddenly went out, and his eyes were firmly locked on the beautiful young man above.

The young man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he could see a frivolous smile gently rising on his fair and delicate face. It was not as exaggerated as the person just now, but instead showed a bit of the romantic character of Young Master Mingxiao.

The young man's back was straight, but one of his legs stood straight. One casually curled up and leaned on the other's calf, and then he saw the young man making a movement of leaning back.

Mr. Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Everyone still felt a little confused, but their only thought was that the young man on the stage was really good-looking. His temperament was really like that of a beautiful young man who came from an ancient noble family. They could only sigh that his charm was really romantic but not lost. Noble, but also a sense of pity that makes people unable to help but care for them!

Mo Yu looked at the young man in front of him, a smile flashed across his eyes.

She looked the young man up and down very cooperatively, Are you that Young Master Mingxiao?

Hmm~ The young man said softly, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and he smiled slightly, It's been so long, you really don't remember me!