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"Prostitution-thief, see if I don't take your dog's life!"

"Hero Ji, spare your life!"

Fang Yi groaned, woke up from the nightmare, and sat up from the head of the bed drenched in sweat.

Oops, I shouldn't have watched Ji Zeyan's martial arts movie last night.Right now, all he sees is the scene of Ji Ze flying towards him with fluttering white clothes and holding a sword. What's more, he even thinks it would be good if he dies by his sword?

He is really crazy.

"It's early in the morning, what are you doing?"

Song Qiao on the opposite bed turned over and muttered.

Fang Yi stuck out his tongue, sat up lightly, and didn't feel like going back to sleep, and planned to go to the playground to practice his lines.

Exam week is here before you know it.

Fang Yi's classes are very full every day, and he also has to participate in the end-of-term report performance. He is so busy every day that he wants to be broken into two parts by himself, and he doesn't have the heart to think about Ji Ze.

Sometimes, he even wondered if what happened that night was a ridiculous dream he had.

One day, when he came out of the practice room and passed the library, he saw a group of people gathered around the bulletin board, chattering about something.

Song Qiao was also inside, he was not tall, he stood on tiptoe desperately looking forward, like a little penguin.Fang Yi laughed when he saw it, and with a stride of his long legs, he squeezed into the crowd and fished out Song Qiao.

"Look at what is so exciting."

"Director Cheng Yuzhang is coming to our school for an audition next week! Pick the second male lead in his new movie!"

Song Qiao was so excited that he covered his chest with one hand and said, "He worked with my brother two years ago, and my brother said that Cheng Yuzhang is a director he admires very much. If I can be his second male lead, wouldn't it be—"

"Hey, wake up!"

Fang Yi patted him on the head: "Do you know what an audition is? Choose one out of thousands, or even tens of thousands of people. Don't do it so early in your dreams."

"I'm just thinking about it."

Song Qiao was immediately discouraged.

Cheng Yuzhang's name is well-known in the entire film circle. Although he is under [-] years old, he has been nominated twice for the Berlin Award for Best Director and once for the Baihua Award for Best Film.The films shot by Cheng Yuzhang have a strong personal style, and he is very good at changing the lens and using light and shadow.He loved to make martial arts films in the early days, but in the past two years he has turned to realistic themes, and he loves to recruit newcomers. There are not many actors who have acted in his films that are not popular, and he is affectionately called Nanny Cheng by fans.

Only then did Fang Yi remember that the martial arts movie he watched yesterday was made by Director Cheng.Ji Ze was only 23 years old when he acted in this movie. Although he was an unremarkable supporting role, the movie became popular not long after it was released because of his godlike looks and acting skills that are not inferior to those of other actors.And the short 10-minute clip that Ji Ze appeared was edited and praised by countless Up hosts at Station B, becoming one of the most popular roles he has played.

"Fang Yi, will you go then?"

Song Qiao blinked at him.

Fang Yi shook his head. He didn't really want to participate in such a hopeless event, not to mention that he had to participate in the rehearsal for the final performance that day.

"There is a rehearsal, so I can't go."

"Try it."

Song Qiao didn't want to go alone. He looked at the large circle of people around the bulletin board, and he could guess how fierce the competition would be with his toes.If Fang Yi participated with him, he would at least have a companion, not so cowardly.

Fang Yi frowned and said, "Let's see again."

**

Coming off the stage, Fang Yi was already sweating profusely.

Sitting barefoot on the floor, he gasped for a while before his heartbeat calmed down.He played a schizophrenic who alternated between normal and insane, and the rehearsal room had no air conditioning, and he was sweating profusely after reading a few lines.

A familiar senior came over and threw him a bottle of water.

"I heard that Director Cheng is auditioning in the small auditorium today, are you not going?"

Fang Yi took a sip of water and said not very interested: "It should be over now."

"That's right. If it weren't for the lack of time during the summer vacation, I would like to try it."

The senior sighed, then thought of something and said, "But it really doesn't matter if you go or not, anyway, the No.1 admitted, I'm afraid there will be no senior supervisor to find you?"

As he spoke, he patted Fang Yi on the shoulder enviously.

The water in Fang Yi's mouth almost didn't come out, he laughed dryly, picked up his bag and said, "Senior, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Fang Yi went straight to the small auditorium.

A bunch of staff members surrounded the door, and there was a long queue, all of them looked anxious and kept looking at the door.

Fang Yi didn't see Song Qiao, and was about to ask someone, when he accidentally ran into a staff member in black.

"Excuse me."

"Come to audition? Did you get your number?"

"I'm not--"

Before he finished speaking, a number plate was stuffed into his arms, and the man's tone was impatient: "Don't squeeze here, queue up behind!"

Fang Yi silently took two steps back with the number plate. Just as he turned around, he saw Song Qiao coming out of the door with his head down.

The boy's eyes were red, and his delicate facial features were wrinkled together, as if he had just cried.

Fang Yi clicked his tongue, walked over and said, "What's wrong?"

Seeing him, Song Qiao burst into tears, and said aggrievedly, "I was brushed within a minute after I entered. Huh..."

"reason?"

"Say I... don't match the character image."

What kind of second male lead did Director Cheng want to choose, so picky?Although Song Qiao's appearance is a bit weak, his acting skills are still passable, which is not bad in their class.

"Okay, okay, if you can't choose, you can't choose, don't cry."

Song Qiao probably also realized that it was too ugly to cry in public. He wiped his tears with the corner of his clothes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the number plate in Fang Yi's hand from the corner of his eye.

"Fang Yi, you..."

"The staff forced it on me, I'll throw it away right away." Fang Yi expressed a melancholy expression.

"Don't stop!"

Song Qiao quickly grabbed his arm, and he looked at Fang Yi with a solemn tone: "Fang Yi, now there is only you, the hope of our entire department."

"What?" Fang Yi was at a loss.

"The deputy class, Lao Liu and the others were all wiped out, and with me, the whole army was wiped out." Song Qiao said in a miserable tone, thinking that the deputy class and the others had persisted for 5 minutes at least, and he died within a minute, and even more so. It is sadness.

"Fang Yi, come on, try to hold on for 10 minutes!"

"..."

At this time, in the auditorium.

Cheng Yuzhang was sitting on a chair with most of his face covered in a baseball cap, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, drowsy.

"Next, next." The assistant was very perceptive, and immediately asked the staff to change.

"How many more?" Cheng Yuzhang has already gone to three acting schools, but none of them suit him, not to mention plastic surgery. There are a bunch of bald faces that look good, and their lines and body are not good enough.He even wanted to choose among amateurs.

"There are only two left."

Only then did Cheng Yuzhang wake up a little bit, and barely sat up straight. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure coming from the back door, and the corners of his mouth immediately raised.

"Didn't I tell you to come earlier, why did you arrive?"

The man took off his sunglasses and sat down beside him, his handsome face was expressionless: "I'm stuck in traffic, I'm delayed."

At this time, boy number 120 came up to the stage and bowed to the audience.

He was holding the prompt in his hand and was about to read his lines when he suddenly saw the person sitting next to Cheng Yuzhang and his eyes widened.

"Look, another fan of your brain."

Cheng Yuzhang's tone was teasing.

Ji Ze didn't speak, but crossed his fingers and smiled slightly at the boy.

The boys on the stage couldn't even pronounce their lines. Cheng Yuzhang couldn't see it, so he waved his hand to signal the boys to step down.

"It seems that it was a mistake to call you here."

After Cheng Yuzhang finished speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and pointed to the side: "Dim the lights here, so that people on the stage can't see below."

"Yes, Director Cheng."

Two minutes later, boy number 2 came on stage.

Tall, long legs, wheat complexion.

Cheng Yuzhang's eyes lit up.

Fang Yi held the mentality that he would not be favored by the director anyway, so he simply broke the jar and read the lines. How could he know that Cheng Yuzhang was so excited that he clenched his fists when he saw his foolishness.

The shape fits almost perfectly and could use a little more tan.The voice is hoarse and magnetic. Although it is a bit green, it will definitely become perfect after tuning.The most important thing is that this attitude of dismissiveness and contempt for everything is simply too complicated!

"Ace, what do you think of this?"

Cheng Yuzhang finally found a good seedling, and couldn't wait to ask Ji Ze for his opinion.

Unexpectedly, Ji Ze stared at the people on the stage as if he had seen a ghost, his face turning green and pale.

"Ji Ze?"

Cheng Yuzhang was puzzled.

Ji Ze gritted his teeth and raised his lips after a while: "It's not bad."

"How about you impromptu?"

Cheng Yuzhang rubbed his hands, ordered the staff to bring over the script, and his eyes lit up: "There is a scene that I really want to see you act in, that is, Zhou Fan pretended to be sick and tricked you to see him, but after being exposed by you, he still didn't give up. Seduce you."

Gu-yin, why doesn't he remember this in the script?

Ji Ze showed doubts and was about to speak when the lights around him suddenly turned on.

Cheng Yuzhang excitedly waved to the stage: "Little friend, come."

Ji Ze frowned slightly, and also looked up the stage.

The moment the lights under the stage were turned on and Ji Ze was clearly seen sitting next to Cheng Yuzhang, Fang Yi wanted to die.

He never imagined that he would meet Ji Ze just because he came here for a soy sauce.

He looked down on death and walked down the stage.

Fortunately, Ji Ze's eyes were indifferent and he didn't look at him.Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but after hearing Dao Cheng's request, his expression became extremely stiff again.

"Director Cheng, are you... sure?"

Fang Yi pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was already overwhelmed, wishing to find a reason to escape from this large Shura field immediately.

"Of course. Why, you don't want to play with Ji Ze?"

"not me--"

"That's it, memorize these lines and go to the top to prepare."

Fang Yi was lying on the prop bed, extremely embarrassed.

Behind him, the man slowly approached, one hand dropped, and touched his forehead.

Fang Yi hastily coughed half-truthfully, and even blushed.

"Have a cold?"

The man leaned closer to him and looked at his face carefully.Fang Yi met his cold eyes, and his heart shuddered.

The man seemed to see something, turned around and left.Fang Yi quickly sat up and grabbed his sleeve.

"Hey……"

He didn't know his name in the play, so he had to use "Hi" instead.

"What are you doing?" The man seemed a little annoyed.

"I don't have a cold..." Fang Yi closed his eyes and said softly, "I just hope...you can accompany me."

There was a complicated expression in the man's eyes, Fang Yi saw his expression loosen, and suddenly grabbed his hand.

Who the hell wrote this bloody script?

Fang Yi complained secretly in his heart, before he had time to make another move, a strong force threw him onto the bed.

With one hand pressed on the back of his neck, Fang Yi buried his face in the pillow, almost thinking that he was going to be smothered to death.

It's over, the actor won't think of the last time he fell asleep and run away, and become angry from embarrassment, and wants to strangle him here, right?

Fang Yi heard the rapid breathing of the people behind him, and felt that he was not far from the cold.

Ji Ze didn't speak or move, he just maintained this posture, restraining him forcefully.

In this scene, he had no lines at all.Cheng Yuzhang let him play freely, and he could improvise a line.

But he didn't know what to say, so he kept silent.

Ji Ze looked at the hairy back of the boy's head, and he remembered that the boy had just pulled his sleeve and looked at him pleadingly.Even though he knew it was from a show, his heart still softened uncontrollably.

He remembered that night, in the steamy bathroom, the boy was blushing, looking at him with sparkling eyes, grabbing his leg like a puppy to prevent him from leaving.

Ji Ze's hand clutching his clothes was so forceful that his veins popped out.

There was no movement behind him for a long time, Fang Yi's legs twisted unnaturally, almost sore, he couldn't hold back, his legs moved and changed positions.

Unexpectedly, this movement seemed to touch something...

Is it a mobile phone?Why does it feel so weird...

After Fang Yi realized what it was, his entire face turned red.He didn't dare to move anymore, his whole body curled up in shame like an overcooked prawn.