I'm not a coquettish slut after all [Quick Transmigration]

The cohabitation life between Mu Qing and Sheng Tingjun is fairly harmonious. Sheng Tingjun has to go to work every day, and usually he will never go to the company for work that can be done at home. Even so, he and Mu Qing don't really spend much time together.

Fortunately, Mu Qing was used to being alone, so he went to Sheng Tingjun's study to read books, play with computers and mobile phones when he had nothing to do, and learned more about the world through the Internet.

After a week or so, Zhang Ping finally contacted him again, "Qingqing, have you watched the news? Fei Yanqing is going to make a TV series, and it's the big director Fei Yanqing who makes movies!"

Mu Qing was playing with the computer. He opened the news interface, and there was news about Fei Yanqing, and there were also his photos and the awards he won for making movies. Mu Qing didn't know why, but when he saw him, he always wanted to get close Feel.

"I saw it, what's the matter?"

"Why are you so calm? Hurry up, brother Ping found you a good opportunity. Fei Yanqing personally chooses the leading role. I also have a spot. Come down and follow me for an interview." Zhang Ping was anxious and excited, talking The rising tone was raised again and again.

"Okay, okay, I'll go out right away, brother Zhang, don't worry too much, watch out for your throat."

When Mu Qing got up, he changed into a T-shirt and denim. He was fresh and handsome and looked small. Hearing that Zhang Ping urged him to go out in such a hurry, he didn't change his clothes. He put on canvas shoes and went to find Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping stood outside the car and waited eagerly. Seeing that Mu Qing was dressed so casually, he was in a bad mood, but opportunities waited for no one, and he didn't have time to wait for Mu Qing to change. "Let's go." He put After Mu Qing pushed into the car and finished, she quickly got into the driver's seat, stepped on the gas pedal, and the car rushed out.

It was the first time for Mu Qing to ride such a fast car, and the degree of thrill was absolutely beyond what normal people could bear. Zhang Ping braked suddenly three times, and accelerated suddenly twice.Mu Qing's heart almost jumped out.

Fortunately, it finally arrived, Mu Qing got out of the car with weak legs, looked at the phone, only 10 minutes had passed.

Zhang Ping hurriedly dragged Mu Qing to the elevator, and when he got to the eleventh floor, he saw various faces that often appeared on TV as soon as he got out of the elevator, each holding a few pieces of paper, muttering words.

Zhang Ping grabbed someone and asked, "Hi, what's the number now?"

The man looked at Mu Qing and felt that the young boy was not a threat, so he said lightly, "93."

"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Ping thanked him, and the man rolled his eyes and turned around to leave.

Zhang Ping didn't care. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said to Mu Qing, "It's a good thing you're not late. You're number 95. Don't expect too much. We're just going through the motions to let you get familiar with the procedures. The director left a good impression, and the next time someone hires, he will think of you."

Mu Qing didn't know what was going on, but always felt that something was going to happen soon, so he hummed absently, his eyes flicked among the crowd, he didn't know what he was looking for, but he just wanted to find it.

The front door opened suddenly, and a good-looking young man came out with an unconcealable frustration on his face.A man with an ordinary appearance came out from behind, he stood still at the door, the crowd fell silent, and the man shouted: "Next one, Murong Song!"

Looking over with Mu Qing's eyes, the beauty of the prosperous age really lived up to its reputation, that face was as fresh and beautiful as a budding rose, the figure was tall and straight, and the walk was also very good-looking.

Murong Song entered the room proudly, it seemed that he was bound to win the role.

Zhang Ping leaned into Mu Qing's ear and said, "See, Murong Song, before you, you are the No.1 in the entertainment industry that you should never mess with."

What is before me?Mu Qing looked at Zhang Ping suspiciously, but Zhang Ping just smiled at him mysteriously and wretchedly.

Mu Qing had no desire to ask further questions.

The rest of the interviewers saw that most of Murong Song no longer had any hope, and they were all downcast. They must have been unwilling in their hearts, but they had to bow their heads in the face of power.

Even if Murong Song didn't choose them, they didn't dare to hold out hope, unless they didn't want to hang out in this circle.

Mu Qing didn't have any other ideas, but recognized Murong Song as the one she pointed out to Sheng Tingjun to see the beauty, thinking that even if Sheng Tingjun was really interested in moving on, she had to remind him because he slept with her He, Murong Song has a big benefactor behind him, don't put yourself in it for the sake of beauty.

He couldn't help but feel sad thinking about it, as if being abandoned by Sheng Tingjun was a certainty.

Just as he was feeling sad, the door opened again, Murong Song's face was frosty, and he walked out in a cold air, followed by the same ordinary man, "Next, Mu Qing!"

When he arrived, Mu Qing didn't have the time to pay attention to how Murong Song was doing. He walked over and suddenly became nervous, as if something broke through the ground.

He slowly opened the door, walked in, and saw the director named Fei Yanqing clutching his chest, looking at him in disbelief and saying, "System?"

Mu Qing's heart settled down, who would call him that except Yin Ping?

He blinked his grape-like eyes, raised a big smile, and said, "Hi, it's the first time we meet, my name is Yin Ning."

Fei Yanqing also showed a big smile: "It's the first time we meet, my name is Yin Ping."