My dragon

It was a deep sleep.

After waking up, I looked at my phone first. It was just after eight o'clock.

Touching the forehead, it seems that it is still a little hot, but it is not as serious as the previous two days.

Wake up, wash up, go downstairs for breakfast.

Two buns, a bowl of porridge with stick residue, and a small dish of pickles.

Halfway through eating, the phone rang.

When I picked it up, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" Nan Huailin answered.

"Me." A word popped out over there.

"..." The voice is a little familiar, but not so familiar that you can recognize who it is just by a single word.

"Brother Chong." Another sentence was added over there.

This time I know, it's Shen Chong.

"Why haven't you released me from the blacklist yet?" Shen Chong said dissatisfiedly, "Hasn't the boat of friendship already set sail? Is it appropriate for you to treat me this way?"

"You..." Nan Huailin was speechless for two seconds, "Do you have anything to do?"

"It's okay, why did I call you early in the morning?" Shen Chong said, "Do you still remember that director Luo you met in Chun K last time?"

"Remember," Nan Huailin said, "Locke."

"I seem to have told you last time that he is preparing a new drama and appointed me as the lead male." Shen Chong said, "He called me yesterday and said that you are very suitable for the role of the third male lead. I want you to try a mirror."

Nan Huailin was a little confused.

Locke did say that day that he was suitable for the male number three. He thought it was just a casual polite remark, but was it serious?

"Hello? Are you still panting?" Shen Chong said, "Are you squeaking?"

"Ah, I'm listening," Nan Huailin said, "But, isn't the company not allowing actors to take plays without permission?"

Shen Chong said: "Isn't your manager Hedinghong? He was fired yesterday, didn't you know?"

"I know." Nan Huailin said.

"Then it's over." Shen Chong said, "Don't worry about anything else, just go to the audition, and I will say hello to the director."

Nan Huailin hesitated briefly, and said, "Then... thank you."

Shen Chong smiled over there: "It's really not easy to hear a good word from you. Hurry up and release brother from the blacklist, I will send you Director Luo's mobile phone number later, and you can contact him directly .”

Nan Huailin said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Huailin was still a little dazed.

He was a little flattered that good things happened to him one after another.

Could this be the legendary Wu Ji Tai Lai?

This is so exciting!

After regaining consciousness, Nan Huailin hurriedly pulled Shen Chong's number out of the blacklist.

The text message was sent immediately, and there was only one mobile phone number.

And then another: Call him now.

Nan Huailin replied "yes", finished the sticky porridge in two or three mouthfuls, paid the bill and ran home.

Open the door and enter the house, take a breath first, and then call Locke with excitement.

The call was connected quickly, and Nan Huailin said as calmly as possible: "Hi Director Luo, I'm Nan Huailin."

"Hello," Locke asked, "Did Shen Chong tell you about the situation?"

Nan Huailin said: "Say it."

"Are you free today?" Locke asked again.

"Have."

"Then come to the Century Theater," Locke said. "Auditions start at ten."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Huailin tidied himself in a hurry, but after tidying up, he found that it was not much different from before, except that his hair was a little tidier, and he was a little discouraged, but he didn't have time to mess around anymore, so he had to hurry up go out.

It was just 09:30 when we arrived at the Century Theater.

Nan Huailin followed the directions to find the rehearsal hall of the theater, where the audition will be held.

The rehearsal hall is not very big, except for the first row which is empty, the other rows of seats are almost full of people waiting for the audition.

Nan Huailin found an empty seat and sat down. Looking at the dark heads, he suddenly became nervous.

Although he has been acting since his junior year, this is the first time Nan Huailin has formally participated in an audition.Because there is no need for an audition for the role play, people will use it if they see that you are suitable, and don’t use it if it is not suitable, it is simple and rude.

Oops!Nan Huailin suddenly remembered that he knew nothing about the audition scenes and roles, and was about to call Shen Chong to ask about it, when he heard two people in the front row discussing.

"...This drama is called "The Kingdom of the Stars". It is based on a novel of the same name. I stayed up late yesterday and finished reading the novel. I think the character design of the male second is the most brilliant. If the performance is good, I will definitely attract more fans than the male first."

"I heard that the first male and the second male have already been decided by default. The male must be Shen Chong, and the second male does not know who."

"It's probably also from Mingxi Media. Mingxi is the investor in this drama, so he must praise his own actors, so the money won't flow to outsiders."

Nan Huailin didn't continue to listen, he took out his mobile phone and searched for "Star Country".

The top search results were all news about Shen Chong's appearance in "Star Country", followed by a novel website. I saw a few people headed by Locke come in and sat in the empty first row.

Looks like auditions are about to start.

Nan Huailin put away his mobile phone and looked up at the stage in front of him, both apprehensive and excited.

A casually dressed man walked onto the stage with a microphone in his hand. After a few opening remarks, he began to introduce the rules of the audition: "...Because there are too many people auditioning, in order to save time, we will conduct the audition by lottery. In groups, there is a performance proposition on each paper lottery, and those who draw the same proposition are automatically divided into groups, and they cooperate with each other to complete a performance within 3 minutes, do you understand?"

The people below replied in unison: "Understood!"

The man said, "Okay, now the lottery begins."

Actors take turns on stage to draw lots, and then form groups of two.

Soon, everyone successfully found a partner, except Nan Huailin was left.

A total of 55 people came to audition today, and one of them was destined to have no partner, and Nan Huailin became the "lucky guy", so he could only act in a one-man show.

After breaking up - this is the performance proposition that Nan Huailin drew, only these three simple words, without any extra hints.

This is the rhythm that makes actors Freestyle.

Nan Huailin quickly figured out how to act, and then pondered over his lines silently.

After half an hour of preparation time, the actors came to the stage again to draw lots to decide the order of performance.

Unfortunately, Nan Huailin got number 2, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

After the lottery is over, the audition officially begins.

Nan Huailin was not in the mood to watch the performance of group 1, because he only had 3 minutes of preparation time left. He was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

I took out my phone and saw that it was a WeChat message from Philadelphia: What?

Nan Huailin replied: audition.

After a pause of two seconds, he typed quickly: I will call you in 3 minutes, and you don't need to make a sound after answering, just listen to me.

Philadelphia replied in seconds: OK.

The performance of No. 1 ended in 3 minutes, and it was Nan Huailin's turn to take the stage.

Nan Huailin took a deep breath, stepped onto the stage quickly, walked to the edge of the stage and sat down, with his legs hanging down naturally, and his face facing the camera.

In the moment of facing the camera, all the nervousness disappeared, and a lot of emotion flooded up, pulling him into the role he was about to play.

"Let's go." Locke said.

Nan Huailin took out his mobile phone, dialed Philadelphia, and put the phone to his ear.

There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were empty, staring directly at the camera in front of him.

The call is connected.

"I'm sorry, I called you again." Nan Huailin's originally clear voice became low and hoarse due to the fever for several days, and his tone was so cold and emotionless, "I can't sleep, I haven't slept for two days and two nights. Yesterday I stayed at home all day and watched twelve ghost movies. I went out before dawn this morning. I walked a long, long way. I want to see what is at the end of the road. Do you want to guess " Nan Huailin's tone suddenly became brisk, he raised his head slightly, and a faint smile floated on his face, "At the end of the road, there is a cliff, and below the cliff is the sea. Stars. I’m sitting on the edge of a cliff right now, do you hear the sound of the waves?” Nan Huailin suddenly laughed, “Death? Why should I die? I don’t love you that much at all. The person I love the most will always be Myself, how could I die for you? You are so ridiculous." He was laughing, but a line of tears flowed down silently, "I want to thank you, thank you for letting me save enough disappointment, I can finally start A new life. I made this call just to say goodbye to you. Goodbye, never to be seen again." The moment he hung up the phone, Nan Huailin cried, but it was the only cry, and he stopped it quickly. Tears while smiling, staring into the distance, did not make a sound.

There was applause in the rehearsal hall.

Nan Huailin hurriedly stood up, wiped away tears, bent down and bowed to the audience, and stepped off the stage quickly.

After returning to his seat and adjusting his emotions, Nan Huailin could finally watch other people's performances with peace of mind.So it's good to finish the show early, at least you don't have to worry about it anymore.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when the last group of performances ended.

The host came to the stage: "Thank you very much for participating in today's audition. The audition result will be notified to you by text message within three days. You can go now."

Everyone got up and left.

Just as Nan Huailin stood up, the phone in his hand vibrated suddenly.

The caller ID is Locke, looking up to the first row, Locke is waving at him.

Nan Huailin froze for a moment, seeing Locke shaking his phone, he answered it hastily.

"You stay for a while," Locke said, "I have something to tell you."

Nan Huailin said hello, hung up the phone, sat down, and began to feel uneasy again.

The rehearsal hall quickly emptied out.

Locke stood by the stage and waved to Nan Huailin: "Xiao Nan, come here."

Nan Huailin hurriedly got up and walked over.

Locke said, "Xiao Nan, I'm sorry, but I can't give you the role of the male number three."

Disappointment overwhelmed him in an instant, but Nan Huailin didn't reveal anything, he smiled and said: "It's okay, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with Director Luo in the future."

"I haven't finished yet," Locke laughed. "After watching your performance, I think the role of the second male is more suitable for you."

The author has something to say: Chengcheng: If you were a painter, what occupation do you think I would be?

Nannan: What?

Cheng Cheng: Illustrator.

—— "One Hundred Sentences of Love with Earthy Taste"