happy this month

Saturday.

The company provided Yu Wei with a nanny car, and An Jiayue took his car to go to the interview for convenience.

10 minutes into the car and regret it.

Yu Wei's popularity is too high, there are fans blocking the company downstairs, and the car that was chased all the way, in order to get rid of the fans, Master Wang sometimes slams on the accelerator and sometimes brakes, causing the people in the car to shake crookedly. A colorful overhead light, like a car of people sitting and playing disco.

An Jiayue even felt a little sympathetic to Yu Wei. Being a popular idol is really not easy. When he got off the car, he felt dizzy and almost vomited. He couldn't believe that Yu Wei had to go through it every time he went out.

Yu Wei kindly handed him mineral water and asked him if he wanted to drink it.

An Jiayue propped up her knees for a while, and when there were no more flies circling in front of her eyes, she straightened up: "It's okay... It's hard for you, but luckily the fans didn't catch up."

Yu Wei said sharply: "Yes, if the director sees that I brought a group of fans over and made a lot of noise, I will definitely be angry."

It's true, He Xinchen doesn't like excitement.

An Jiayue stayed outside with him for a while, and when the dizziness stopped, they went in together.

The interview location this time was unexpectedly not in the Wanna Building, but in the reception hall of a five-star hotel. I don't know if He Xinchen deliberately avoided suspicion.

An Jiayue scoffed at this.

Hypocrisy, not just spending the family's money.

The elevator ascended to the 26th floor, and when the door opened, a hotel waiter greeted them and led them to a special room to wait. They said that there were already four or five waves of people coming, but they refused to disclose who they were, probably The crew warned in advance.

Yu Wei brought an assistant, named Feifei, who was very thoughtful. As soon as he entered the room, he was busy serving tea and pouring water, so that Yu Wei could relax and refresh himself. Then he took out a piece of tofu from his bag Dry the paper, unfold it and lay it out flat: "Xiaowei, read through these materials, it may be useful in a while."

Yu Wei didn't take it seriously: "Brother Yong has already given me the information."

Feifei: "It's not the same. I checked it separately. The director's education background and personal hobbies. Try to chat with him and get closer to him."

Yu Wei's eyes lit up: "Okay, show me."

He hurriedly took it, looked at it for a while, then suddenly remembered something, raised his head and asked, "Jiayue, do you want to watch it together?"

Feifei gently tugged at the corner of Yu Wei's clothes, frowning: "Xiao Wei."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

An Jiayue saw her little tricks, and replied politely: "Look, I'm just accompanying you for a formality, so I'm sure you won't be chosen, so there's no need to take this effort."

Yu Wei: "Hey, what you said, you have a little confidence in yourself."

An Jiayue walked to the open-air balcony knowingly, and turned her back to them, to show her attitude of not fighting or grabbing.

Who can understand He Xinchen's preferences better than him?

He knows how many centimeters below.

The company did not provide him with an assistant, and there was no one to chat with right now. An Jiayue stood on the balcony, took out a cigarette and lit it, with her hand on the iron railing, her arm that was injured yesterday was still aching.Looking at the hotel downstairs through the milky white smoke, she was slightly lost in thought.

Looking down from the height of the 26th floor, pedestrians are as insignificant as grass, and all living beings are so ordinary and fragile, as if a gust of wind can blow them to pieces.

He is just one of the sentient beings. When he was young, he also thought that he was the wind. Wherever the wind blows, the grass will fall in that direction.But in the end, he was bruised and bruised and found out that he was just grass.

How strong can it be, how thick-skinned it can be.

If I see He Xinchen face to face in a while, it would be nice not to cry, after all, he is really afraid of pain.He Xinchen was a wound in his heart that was difficult to heal, so far no pain could surpass it.

If they hadn't been so serious, handled things more tactfully, and didn't insist on perfection, the two of them might have made it to this point. After all, He Xinchen wasn't bad, he could even be called a pretty good man.

It's just that he has too many minds, his heart is like a piece of cheese riddled with holes, it's either completely blocked, but if there is a hole left, it will be ventilated and the heart will be cold.

Very hypocritical.

After finishing a cigarette, the waiter knocked on the door again, saying that everyone is present and can go to the reception hall, but the assistant cannot go in.

Sounds like group noodles.

Yu Weichu was a fledgling, and the role in the last movie was directly given to him by the director. He had never participated in any movie interviews, let alone a group interview with a high opinion. His nervousness was written all over his face, and he almost grabbed An Jiayue's hand and went in.

An Jiayue herself seemed to be going to the execution ground, her mind was full of how to face He Xinchen for a while, so she comforted him a few words perfunctorily, and after making enough mental preparations, she pushed open the door of the reception hall.

The ostentation was more extravagant than imagined.

The nearly 20-square-meter spacious reception hall is covered with European-style patterned carpets, and two leather chairs are placed behind a long mahogany table. Around, there are roughly 70.00 people watching.Nearly [-]% of the area in the entire reception hall has been vacated, which is a venue for those who come to audition.

An Jiayue had gone through a few small interviews before, usually in a recording studio. It was the first time she saw such a grand audition venue, and he believed it was a wedding.

"Come here? Come here." A person sitting behind the mahogany table spoke.

An Jiayue quickly glanced at the two people behind the table, and found that He Xinchen was not there.

Thank goodness!

The person who spoke just now was the younger of the two, in his 30s, and the name tag on the table read "Xue Zhenyu".

An Jiayue has seen this name on the information provided by Zhang Yong, and she is the producer of this movie.The other was a casting director named Sun Xiang.

Without He Xinchen, his blood flowed all over his body immediately, his breathing was no longer difficult, and his mood was so relaxed that he could fly in the next second.

Yu Wei touched his arm and said in a very low voice, "Fortunately, there are not as many people as I thought."

Three rows of twenty or so boys stood in front of the mahogany table about two meters away. They were all young and thin, with long legs and thin waists.Looking back at them curiously, it was obvious that he didn't know who his competitors were before.

He Xinchen, you fake straight man, you only like this one.An Jiayue cursed silently in her heart.

Some of these boys have very familiar faces, and they are also idol newcomers like Yu Wei. They are not low in popularity. They have hardly acted in any movies before, and they will come to participate in this audition that has no external publicity and the movie is not well-known. , it seems that the identity of the director is indeed flocking to.

After seeing the title of the movie yesterday, An Jiayue was shocked for 5 minutes, suppressed her beating heartbeat, and mustered up the courage to read the introduction given by Zhang Yong.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the confidentiality work is very strict, and the plot introduction is only a few figures, it can be generally inferred that it is a warm and inspirational story of a blind boy pursuing his ideals and becoming a well-known singer step by step.

No wonder it is called "Xin Le", the pronunciation is just a coincidence, it has nothing to do with him at all, it is purely sentimental.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start." Sun Xiang glanced back and forth across the faces of a row of them, like a queen dowager choosing a beautiful girl, deciding who to present to the emperor.

"You must have heard that this movie is Director He's first movie. The script has been polished for three years and he puts great effort into it, so we also hope to select the most suitable actors and not let the early efforts go to waste..."

An Jiayue pouted imperceptibly.

What about the most suitable actor? Did you choose an actor?

In recent years, the frequency of idols appearing in movies has risen sharply. The film studios are interested in the traffic of idols, and idols can also borrow movies to add a performance to themselves. This is a win-win situation. Play lesser roles.People like He Xinchen who dare to choose an inexperienced idol as the protagonist of a movie are either purely for traffic or to expand their own harem.

Anyway, it's not for serious filmmaking.

In the past, He Xinchen was serious when he talked about his ideals. I wanted to be a director, but my family disagreed. Now that I have the ability to make movies, why do I engage in such unscrupulous things instead?

It seems that a luxurious life is really easy to degenerate.

At this time, Xue Zhenyu suddenly said: "Wait a minute, the one on the far left in the third row, what's your name?"

All eyes focused on the past.

An Jiayue pointed at herself in confusion, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she said generously, "Hi, Producer Xue, my name is An Jiayue, and I'm from Tianyi Media."

Xue Zhenyu should belong to the type of person who handles things carefully, and checked the list himself: "It seems that you were not called for an interview, right?"

"Indeed, I'm here with Yu Wei."

"That's no good, you can't participate in the interview, go sit outside for a while."

An Jiayue was originally forced to come here, so she bowed repeatedly and backed out: "Thank you! Ah no, I just wanted to say I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Yu Weiyi was reluctant to part, but he had no choice but to say, "Jiayue, wait for me to come out."

"Okay, come on."

The door of the conference hall was gently closed. After Sun Xiang delivered his speech, he gave the first topic: perform a short pantomime as a basis for judging the coordination of the body. There was a tense atmosphere in the hall.

"The kid just now is actually in good condition. It's not impossible to let him stay for an interview." Sun Xiang rubbed his chin while no one was paying attention to their side.

Without raising his eyelids, Xue Zhenyu looked at the profiles of these young boys: "It's not like you don't know about Xinchen's temper. He said that he should keep it secret from the outside world, and not even a fly from a foreign country can fly in, otherwise we will be trampled to death by him." Those two flies."

Sun Xiang thought about it too: "Forget it, it's still not popular for being so good-looking, and the acting skills must be terrible."

Xue Zhenyu frowned slightly: "The acting skills you selected don't seem to be very good. Only seven of the more than 20 people have made movies? Has Xinchen reviewed this information? Did he approve it?"

Sun Xiang chuckled: "You don't know that, Director He said he would invite one himself, and I will choose the rest. Doesn't this mean that he has decided to lead the role? I think the person selected by Director He must be very good, then I Let’s add icing on the cake, and choose one or two kids with a lot of fans to play minor supporting roles. This will not only boost the box office, make Director He look good, but also allow the kids he likes to have a real performance. Isn’t it killing two birds with one stone? "

Xue Zhenyu snapped the folder shut, and asked in disbelief, "Did he invite himself? Which one? Did he come?"

"He didn't say which one, but I found out." Sun Xiang pointed his eyes at a boy on the left who was thinking hard, smiling unfathomably, "Tianyi Media's, Yu Wei, Director He likes him. I heard that go Before the invitation, I made a hairstyle and sprayed perfume on my business card three times!"

The author says:

Lao He: In the next chapter, he will appear as a domineering boss, otherwise he will be killed by his own mother and lose his wife.

("Monga" talks about cruel youth. To quote the original line: Whichever direction the wind blows, the grass will fall in that direction. When I was young, I thought I was the wind. But in the end I was covered in bruises, and I realized that we were originally It's all just grass.)