A king is like a cat

"Eldest young master, get up quickly, there will be an announcement in the afternoon, and it will be difficult to put on makeup if you sleep too much!" Zhuo Zhuo said while pushing open the door of Zhang Zhuoyun's room.

The person on the bed was motionless.

Zhuo Zhuo sighed, walked into the room, and pushed Zhang Zhuoyun: "Big handsome guy?"

The person on the bed still didn't move, Zhuo Zhuo's mind immediately popped up a lot of movie and TV drama clips in various forms, and cautiously stretched out his hand to explore Zhang Zhuoyun's breath, Zhuo Zhuo's mind suddenly exploded, and then "pop" With a beep, the screen went black.Touching his cold body again, and catching a glimpse of the medicine bottle on the bedside table, Zhuo Zhuo completely despaired.

I meditated by Zhang Zhuoyun's bed for more than half an hour. Maybe he knew that there would be such a day. Zhuo Zhuo felt that he might not want to live anymore.Zhuo Zhuo decided to call the police, but before he opened his eyes, he was shocked by a roar.

"Bold! Where are you from a foreign race! How dare you offend me! Come here—my bodyguard!" On the bed, Zhang Zhuoyun, with his upper body on his back, stared angrily at Zhuo Zhuo with his messy hair.

"..."

"Who ordered you!" Zhang Zhuoyun slapped his palm on the bed, "Answer me!"

"..." Zhuo Zhuo would rather be blind, Zhang Zhuoyun's expression is too realistic, but it is true that he really felt this person's body was cold and his breathing stopped more than half an hour ago.

"Who are you! Why are you on my dragon couch..." Zhang Zhuoyun was furious, but suddenly found that the scene around him was completely different. There was no dragon couch. His hall carved with dragons and phoenixes became a small room, and the person in front of him was wearing a narrow-sleeved dress.

Zhuo Zhuo was still offline, he stared blankly at Zhang Zhuoyun in front of him.Zhang Zhuoyun stared blankly at himself in the mirror with a solemn expression.He murmured, "I have read the Taoist classics. Among the Eight Immortals, Tieguai Li once brought his body back to life. I didn't think so at the time. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid such a miracle can happen."

Zhuo Zhuo experienced nearly 10 minutes of crashing and restarting before reacting.Zhang Zhuoyun died, Zhang Zhuoyun lied about his corpse, and Zhang Zhuoyun lied about his corpse again after his death.He turned his head mechanically, looked at Zhang Zhuoyun who was sizing him up, and finally shouted: "Help!!!!!!!"

"Pa" Before Zhuo Zhuo had reached the pitch of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, he was stunned by a scratch.

"Why panic, presumptuous!" Zhang Zhuoyun picked up the little bear pajamas next to him, put them on indiscriminately, and stroked the collar in a serious manner.

"Listen, I have resurrected my soul through a dead body."

"Borrowing... borrowing the corpse to revive the soul?" Zhuo Zhuo obviously didn't react, "You...you mean...you have time-traveled?"

"Bold pariah, don't joke, my words can still be false." Zhang Zhuoyun frowned, as if he was very unaccustomed to talking with Zhuo Zhuo at eye level like this. "Troublemaker, who are you? Who am I?"

Zhuo Zhuo's brain began to work again and quickly. He didn't want to know who the soul in this body was. As long as he was still Zhang Zhuoyun, he would try his best to let the master continue Zhang Zhuoyun's way. As long as Zhang Zhuoyun was still big A star, he himself may become an actor through him, and an agent who doesn't want to act is not a good nanny.Now Zhang Zhuoyun himself may have gone to see God, but this is his own choice, and he has nothing to do as a manager.Zhang Zhuoyun has left, but he wants to continue living. He has not forgotten the dream he once had.And he has been working hard on it.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?" Zhuo Zhuo tried to call out.

"Huh? What did I ask you?!" Zhang Zhuoyun patted the bed, asked with a frown, and tried to stand up and look down at the person in front of him.

Zhuo Zhuo stared at Zhang Zhuoyun with piercing eyes, all kinds of calculations in his mind were buzzing.Zhang Zhuoyun's next role happens to be to play an emperor, which is probably the luck brought to him by heaven.Although the emperor looked a little nervous, he was much more at ease than the original master.

"Presumptuous! Who allows you to look directly at me!" Zhang Zhuoyun slapped high.

"Your Majesty! Calm down, Your Majesty!" Zhuo Zhuo quickly grabbed Zhang Zhuoyun's hand, "I say, I can say anything."

"Bold! Are you saying that I am an actor now?!" Zhang Zhuoyun was furious after hearing this, and threw the mirror in his hand viciously.

"Quiet your anger, calm your anger." Looking at Zhang Zhuoyun whose force value has soared, poor Zhuozhuo felt bitter. It turns out that although Zhang Zhuoyun is a slut, he always looks weak and powerless because of being drunk all the year round. Grandpa lost a bit of momentum.

"Little table, then tell me the truth." Zhang Zhuoyun pursed his lips, and there was an abnormal red color behind his ears, "I...are you selling yourself?"

"That can't be done, Your Majesty, we are doing serious business!" Wait, who the hell is the little table!who is it!This name belongs to the eunuch!

"Oh." Zhang Zhuoyun frowned and digested the information he had just heard. He became an actor or made a new thing called TV series and movies. The only things around him were small tables and two or three guards (assistants) )...

"Hey! My lord, it's really too late now, please hurry up and set off!" Zhuo Zhuo glanced at his watch and was startled, and hurriedly pushed the person in front of him who was still in deep thought to the cloakroom, Pushing the prepared suit in front of him, he called his assistant to arrange a nanny car.

After a while, an oracle came from the cloakroom, "Little table, what are you still dawdling about?"

Zhuo Zhuo "???"

He pushed open the shrinking door of the cloakroom, and in front of him was a wheat-colored male body. Although there were no obvious abdominal muscle lines, there were still sexy mermaid lines.The person in front of him raised his hands as a matter of course.

Zhuo Zhuo "???"

"Why are you standing there! Wait for me to change my clothes!" Zhang Zhuoyun obviously got impatient waiting.

"More... change clothes." Zhuo Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then picked up the clothes next to him and put them on the body in front of him one by one, while he should be thankful that Zhang Zhuoyun was still wearing underwear when he slept.

"Not bad." Zhang Zhuoyun looked at himself in front of the full-length mirror, "I still have a bit of my former style in this skin."

Why don't you think that you rely on something to make a living, that pitiful acting skills?Zhuo Zhuo slandered in his heart, but he still followed Zhang Zhuoyun and got into the car with his head down.

The so-called audition is really an opportunity that must not be missed for ordinary young actors, but for stars who are already popular, this kind of thing is dispensable, and even many roles are reserved for certain stars. tailor-made.However, Zhang Zhuoyun is an exception, he is very popular, very popular, but he has to audition, because he has no acting skills, no one knows what he will perform.

"Would you like to stop reading the script?" Zhuo Zhuo asked cautiously.

"No need." Zhang Zhuoyun raised his hand to block the script Zhuo Zhuo handed over, without paying any attention.

Just these two words made Zhuo Zhuo sympathize with each other along the way, and after meeting the director, his back felt cold.

"Zhuo Yun, how is your preparation going? Have you memorized your lines clearly? Although your company has invested a lot, I want to win an award for this movie. If you are not serious, then..." Director Wang is an actor in the film industry. The boss of any film and television company can only be regarded as a junior in front of him. This time, agreeing to Zhang Zhuoyun's audition is just to sell Zhang Zhuoyun's boss.

"Are you talking to me?" Zhang Zhuoyun was originally tall, but at this moment he lowered his head and looked down at Director Wang. His tone was not the kind of arrogance like playing big cards, but the calm and prestige that only a king can have.

"..."

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding staff looked at each other in blank dismay. Director Wang himself was also shocked.

"Ahahahahaha, um, we Zhuoyun, he was reading the script all the way, he must be too into the drama, into the drama, hahahahaha." Zhuo Zhuo tried to break the silence of the scene embarrassingly.But it was of no use, the silence spread like smoke.

Just when Zhuo Zhuo wanted to slam his head on the prop, someone applauded, and the crisp and loud sound of "Papa Papa" was amplified several times in the quiet studio. "Very good, keep this state." Director Wang smiled and patted Zhang Zhuoyun's shoulder.

Zhang Zhuoyun glared at Director Wang, and the anger in his heart was about to burn. Some unscrupulous people dared to pat me on the shoulder!presumptuous!

"Hey hey hey, it's our Zhuoyun's honor that Director Wang can recognize our Zhuoyun. Look at him, you are so excited that you can't speak." Zhuo Zhuo bowed to Director Wang while pulling Zhang Zhuoyun's neck Yijiao, "Zhuoyun, thank you, Director Wang!"

"Thank you?" Zhang Zhuoyun turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Zhuo.

"Hahahaha, he's too involved in the drama and can't change his temper..."

"It's okay, I hope he can maintain this state."

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