After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

The tone of Qin Yizhi's voice sank, and Qiao Ying saw through the rearview mirror that the aura around him had become gloomy, and it really changed as soon as he said it, without ambiguity.

Qiao Ying came back to his senses and said, "I should move out when I finish my work, and I will call Brother Qin." After a pause, he said, "Brother Qin, please help me when the time comes." .”

Qin Yizhi nodded slightly, and said in a calm voice, "No trouble."

In the next few days, Qiao Ying stayed in the apartment to spend a leisurely life, and he was called to the company until the audition date of the perfume commercial that Wu Wenmei mentioned.

Wu Wenmei threw the folder in front of him, "Look, this is the planning background of this perfume advertisement. This light luxury brand has begun to develop in a more unique way in recent years. Take a look at the theme this time."

Qiao Ying opened the folder, and there was a detailed introduction written on it.

The light luxury perfume brand Fina, this time the newly exhibited perfume series is "The Little Prince", the theme is around the theme of the novel "The Little Prince", and the names of several main perfumes are also related to "The Little Prince". So, the theme of the perfume ad that was photographed naturally revolved around this theme, but the brand side kept the details of the ad content under wraps and did not reveal a word.

Qiao Ying looked at the words on the folder and raised her head, "The "Little Prince" joint name?"

Wu Wenmei nodded, as if a little distressed, "The brand sent you an audition invitation, but in fact, the people on their side didn't reveal the slightest hint, they just said to perform on the spot, come and see The audition artist's understanding of the theme of the perfume." She paused, "Have you read this book? I heard that it is very famous among teenagers, and my daughter also has a copy."

"I happened to read it." Qiao Ying nodded, "I happened to read it. The extracurricular readings required by the Chinese teacher when I was a student, and I wrote an after-reading review during the exam."

Hearing what he said, Wu Wenmei suddenly became interested, "It's such a coincidence, how many points did you get for your composition?"

Qiao Ying's voice was faint, as if talking about an irrelevant topic, "Zero points."

Wu Wenmei: "..."

Chen Niannian next to him laughed out of embarrassment, but Qiao Ying glanced at him lightly, before he managed to stop his voice, his cheeks flushed.

Wu Wenmei was silent for a while, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Looking at your face alone, those who don't know may think that you are a top student, but in the end, the heavens fail to fulfill their wishes."

Chen Niannian murmured in a low voice: "That's right, my composition is so bad that I even got a word count score at the very least. No matter how bad it is, I still get two points for the single-digit paper."

Wu Wenmei pretended to be sad, "The words you said make me seriously doubt whether your audition can last longer than 30 seconds."

"Sister Wu, I think it's only 30 seconds at most. After all, zero points... is really powerful."

The person being teased by them just stood aside expressionlessly, with long eyelashes hanging down for a moment, as if entering his own world, without saying a word, the breath around his body was heavy, like a pool of stagnant water without waves.

When Wu Wenmei and Chen Niannian cast their gazes on him, Qiao Ying raised his eyelashes and said, "I don't think there is any problem after 30 seconds."

Afraid that he would be hit, Wu Wenmei returned to her normal tone, "Just kidding, don't take it too seriously, we will leave at 02:30 in the afternoon, and the audition will be at [-]:[-]. You can memorize it casually, and if you guess right, maybe everything in the world is so mysterious, you think it’s not yours, but after going around around, it becomes yours.”

Qiao Ying nodded, and as she said, she took out her mobile phone and searched for the original work of "The Little Prince".

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the audition point is on the 63rd floor of the Shizi Street Commercial Building.

Wu Wenmei took Qiao Ying out of the elevator, the entire floor of the business building was booked by Fina as an audition spot, the red brown wooden door of the meeting room was closed tightly, and the corridors outside were full of artists and managers, and A staff member with a badge on their chest.

Wu Wenmei settled down at the registration office, "Please take a sign, the application materials have been handed in, and the name is Qiao Ying."

The one who registered was a girl in white long sleeves. She was taken aback when she heard the words, then raised her head abruptly, looked past Wu Wenmei, and looked straight at Qiao Ying behind her.

The little girl blushed with excitement, handed over the license plate, and said in a low voice: "Qiao Qiao, hello! I am your fan! You have to work hard, I think you are very suitable for the little prince."

Qiao Ying subconsciously showed her a shy smile, the corners of her lips curled up so briefly that people thought it was just a beautiful illusion.

"It's an honor to be liked by you."

The voice was clear and clear, like a gurgling spring flowing slowly over the stones in the mountains under the bright and flawless moonlight. The tone was cold and cool, but extremely pleasant to the ear.

The little girl who registered blushed even more, and her voice was moaning like a mosquito, "I can, can I have an autograph?" She added in a panic, "It doesn't matter if you don't give it if you find it difficult, remember to try hard for the audition!"

Qiao Ying has always been a very principled person, whoever treats him well, he treats them well, and whoever likes him is full of kindness towards him, and he will naturally return kindness to him.

"Do you have a pen and paper?" he asked.

The little girl turned around and hurriedly flipped through the backpack for a while, and handed over a hard-shell white book with a beautiful cover and a fountain pen with a golden cap.

Qiao Ying spread out the notebook, holding the cold pen body in her right hand, bent her straight back slightly, and asked casually, "What's your name? You look very young, are you still in college?"

The little girl nodded, and whispered her name: "My name is Wen Daiyu, the word for language is reversed, with Fendai's Dai in the middle, and I am a senior student this year."

Qiao Ying handed her back the notebook with the words and her name on it, and encouraged her in a calm voice, "You have to work hard."

The little girl hugged the notebook tightly, nodding her head like pounding garlic.

Qiao Ying walked to a secluded place with the number plate, and Wu Wenmei just watched the whole process, and joked at this moment: "It's very attractive to girls, people are going crazy with joy."

Qiao Ying looked indifferent, noncommittal.

He didn't respond, Wu Wenmei thought of something, laughed at himself, lowered his volume, and said to himself: "I almost forgot, you don't like little girls..."

Wu Wenmei moved closer, and asked in a low voice: "How do you usually contact Lin Yingdi during the period after the finale?"

Qiao Ying was a little strange and said, "We're not in touch."

Wu Wenmei's reaction was even more strange than his, and the slender willow leaf eyebrows frowned, "Why, there's really no contact at all for more than a week? Could it be a quarrel?"

Qiao Ying shook her head, watching the doors of the conference room open and close, people coming in and out constantly, most of the expressions on their faces were the same, "There is no quarrel."

"Then why haven't contacted for so long, I really can't think of any reason other than being awkward."

"Usually there is nothing to contact. Besides, he is very busy. Why should I bother him?"

Wu Wenmei was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and after a while he nodded his head thoughtfully several times, and said softly, "All right."

She couldn't help thinking in her heart, young people are really independent and self-reliant nowadays, and they can endure being out of contact for so long when they are in a relationship. She used to call her partner almost every day, and occasionally she became interested, and she couldn't bear to talk until late at night. hang up.

The number plate in Qiao Ying's hand was relatively far back, and they were also standing very far back, almost at the end of the corridor, when the elevator next to them suddenly made a sound.

Wu Wenmei glanced at the elevator entrance from the corner of her eye, and found that the person coming was an acquaintance.

She blinked her eyes wide, and shouted in a low voice, "Qiao Ying, turn to look at the elevator."

Qiao Ying turned her head in response, and four people walked in the elevator. The leader with sunglasses and a mask was complete, next to him was a slightly refined middle-aged man, followed by two young people.

Qiao Ying was wondering why Wu Wenmei asked him to turn his head, when he heard Wu Wenmei's voice, "Don't remember? He is Wei Xian, he should have just been discharged from the hospital, and the person wearing glasses on the left is his manager. It was a bit contradictory at the beginning, the latter two should be assistants."

Wei Xian, the little fresh meat who was originally scheduled to play the role of the little shadow guard, but was too unlucky to accidentally get into a car accident on the road, after three months, he was finally discharged from the hospital.

Qiao Ying pondered in her mind for a while, and finally remembered who Wei Xian she was talking about, "It's him, he was discharged from the hospital?"

Wu Wenmei nodded, "It looks like it should be." She sighed admiringly, "The recovery is quite fast."

They took a few extra glances at the four people who came out of the elevator. The other party noticed the gaze, turned around, saw Wu Wenmei, raised his foot, and walked towards this side.

The middle-aged man with the same square eyes as Wu Wenmei smiled, "Miss Wu, long time no see." His eyes stopped on Qiao Ying, and he smiled, "This young man must It's Qiao Ying, I've known you for a long time, I'm Yu Feiyu, this is my artist Wei Xian, so you can be regarded as your senior."

Qiao Ying intuitively felt that the people in front of him didn't have a good impression of him, and they seemed to be menacing.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a line of sight fall on him. There was no good meaning in this line of sight, it was a little cold, piercing through the sunglasses, straight through, sticky like a snake, making him very uncomfortable .

Qiao Ying frowned slightly, resisting the discomfort and saying hello.

Wei Xian took off the sunglasses on his face, revealing a face that was too thin and pale as paper. Because it was too thin, the cheekbones were protruding, making it uncomfortable to look at.

Wei Xian glanced at him condescendingly, with disdain and contempt in his eyes, he hummed softly in his nose, and didn't bother to answer him.

Seeing this, the professional smile on Wu Wenmei's face faded a bit, and even Yu Fei Yu's smile, who was talking to her, also faded a lot, and even faintly regretted.

Before they came out, they told him not to turn their nostrils upside down, especially since the person they were facing now was Wu Wenmei.

Who is Wu Wenmei?No one in the circle knows, no one knows, even if he can't understand that Qiao Ying squeezed his position with an [-]th line, he can't do this!

...is simply an idiot.

Something flashed in Yu Feiyu's eyes, afraid to stay any longer, Wei Xian did something more irritating, called him softly, and nodded goodbye to Wu Wenmei.

As soon as the person standing in front of her left, the smile on Wu Wenmei's face faded.

She supported the frame of the mirror, and said in a low voice, "In the future, if you run into Wei Xian alone, don't talk to him, he is... not a good person."

Qiao Ying nodded, "Okay." Then he thought of something, and asked, "How did Sister Wu see it?"

Wu Wenmei withdrew her gaze from Wei Xian, "Xin Huai mentioned him to me, and he seems to be... not quite right."

Xinhuai is the name of Qiao's sister-in-law, and her full name is Qiao Xinhuai.

Qiao Ying said, "I see."

He was very obedient most of the time, and Wu Wenmei didn't need to worry about his sudden rebellion, so she nodded casually and waited outside with him for her number.

The staff pushed open the heavy door of the conference room and called the next ten numbers. Behind him, the ten people who were called in before came out one by one.

The audition is divided into groups of ten people, and they enter the meeting room in batches. When the actual audition is performed, only one person is performing, and the other nine people sit on the side and prepare. When they go in, they go in together, and when they come out, they come out together.

The number plate in Qiao Ying's hand was 163, and there were about twenty people in front of him.

Wu Wenmei stared at the watch and counted. Almost every group took no more than 25 minutes to enter. That is to say, on average, it took only two and a half minutes for one person, while some took as fast as 10 minutes. He was evicted within minutes.

The staff pushed open the door of the meeting room again, and the heavy wooden red-brown door slid on the carpet, making a dull and soft sound.

"Please enter the conference room within 160 seconds from the 170th to the 30th, and you will not wait when it is too late!"

The author has something to say: Jojo auditioned ovo.