The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

After everything was over, Song Zhixia hid his face and cried freely, and returned to the appearance he had just stood on the stage in a few seconds.

Only then did Qin Chengyue come back to his senses, and nodded slightly: "You performed well."

Song Zhixia bowed to him, "Thank you Director Qin."

From the moment he entered the room until now, after hearing these words, his tense muscles gradually relaxed.

In order to seize this opportunity, he stayed at home for several days and nights to study Qin Chengyue's filming style, and summed up the characteristics and habits of his selection.

Since the other party likes a sincere performance, he will try his best to do it, that's all.

Qin Chengyue called him before he was about to leave, and after hesitating for a while, he asked, "Do you know Lin Yi?"

Similar eyes, similar facial contours, the similarity between the two is too high, counting their ages, maybe Song Zhixia has something to do with her?

Song Zhixia's expression didn't change at all, as if hearing the name for the first time: "Who is Lin Yi?"

When he came back to his senses, Qin Chengyue laughed dumbfounded, suspicious that he was thinking too much: "It's just an old friend, it's nothing, you go back and wait for the news."

Song Zhixia bent down again, and left after performing all the etiquette.

And almost at the same time, Bai Qi's mentality exploded outside. He looked at the number plate in his hand in disbelief, and then looked at the direction Song Zhixia left: "Why can he go in first when he arrives later than me?" ?”

The agent wondered: "No, I heard that Director Qin values ​​rules the most, and what he does is beyond reproach. How could he make an exception for Song Zhixia?"

He changed his mind, comforted himself and comforted Bai Qi at the same time: "Maybe he didn't come to audition at all, so Director Qin meant to send him away in advance."

Bai Qi was barely comforted, and finally persuaded himself to calm down.

At this time, he saw Song Zhixia returning to the lounge, he said a few words to Chen Ye, greeted several artists, and then left.

Not staying in the same room with Song Zhixia, Bai Qi suddenly felt that his breathing became much easier.

He felt that he could finally calm down and prepare for the audition.

The door of the lounge was opened again, and the camera assistant came in and bowed to everyone: "I'm sorry everyone, the audition for the male lead of "Strange Night" is over today, everyone can leave."

Bai Qi who just planned to prepare well:? ? ?

The manager's expression also froze.

"How do you say that it's over, it's over. I would like to ask, is the male lead already settled?"

"We've been waiting for a long time, and we haven't even seen Director Qin. I've been preparing for this opportunity for more than half a month. Can you let me meet Director Qin?"

"Sorry," the assistant opened the door gently but firmly, "The audition is over, please leave on your own."

Bai Qi suddenly looked at the back of Song Zhixia leaving. When Song Zhixia came, Director Qin made an exception to let him audition in advance. As soon as he left, the audition ended immediately. It was obvious that this audition was for Song Zhixia alone!

What to send him away, the hero has already decided!

At this moment, his mood was like falling from a high altitude cliff, Bai Qi, who had been preparing for this audition for a long time, gritted his teeth with hatred.

It was Song Zhixia again, from the rookie award to the make-up artist to the audition, he opposed him everywhere and robbed him of things!

The manager was afraid that Bai Qi would get emotional, so he tried to persuade him, "It's okay, let's work harder next time, Xiao Qi, there is still a long way to go."

The mobile phone in his hand was almost cracked, Bai Qi said expressionlessly: "Yes, the future will be long."

The endless grassland has faded in winter, leaving only a layer of bare skin and some lifeless withered grass, and the shiny horses in the stables are eating feed.

There are not many people who come to ride horses in winter, and most of them just stay indoors, playing cards and drinking while warming up.

In the booth, some people were playing vigorously: "Five and six."

"Seven twos."

"Come on! Idiots won't let you go!"

The atmosphere was extremely lively, the air was filled with the smell of wine, and the wine bottles on the table were tilted to and fro, giving off a foul smell.

Chu Jing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand in his pocket. The indoor temperature was high, and he only wore a vest over his shirt. His usual meticulous hairstyle was a little more casual. His black hair covered his eyebrows and eyes. Younger.

Holding the wine bottle in one hand, Yu Qingbai stumbled over. He smelled of alcohol all over his body, and his breath was full of drunkenness. He stretched out his hand and wanted to put it on Chu Jing's shoulder. When the other party glanced over, he consciously put down his hand : "Why don't you play with everyone?"

Chu Jing glanced back. The rhythmic drums in the chess and card area were deafening. On the sofa booth, a group of people gathered around to play dice. The table next to them was full of drinks and drinks.

In addition, there are several scantily clad beauties as companions, helping pass cigarettes, peeling fruits, and their actions are intimate and ambiguous.

Chu Jing said, "Not interested."

"You're a little weird these days, bro." Yu Qingbai drank too much and his tongue grew big, and he dared to say anything. "Recently, everything is going well in the project. Could it be that you had a quarrel with Song Zhixia?"

In the company for the past few days, the probability of Chu Jing being picky has increased a lot compared to before. Within 50 meters of the president's office, everyone has to behave with their tails between their legs.

"If you gossip like this, being a project manager really hurts you," Chu Jing said calmly, "I'll report to the entertainment department tomorrow, and become an entertainment reporter."

Yu Qingbai was only slightly drunk, his rationality was of course on the line, and the most basic desire to survive was not lost. He immediately admitted his mistake: "Okay, you and Song Zhixia didn't quarrel, you two are the best in the world."

The people walking past after washing their hands heard the word "Song Zhixia" and stopped in their tracks: "What's wrong with Song Zhixia? Hey Brother Jing, I haven't seen you bring Song Zhixia out for a long time. This is such a good opportunity, don't let us see See?"

Yu Qingbai turned his head to look, the speaker was wearing a purple and black suit, with a smile on his face and peach blossom eyes.

This person was called Lu Chen, and he had never gotten along with Chu Jing since childhood. After knowing that Chu Jing raised a canary, Lu Chen paid a little attention to Song Zhixia, and was warned by Chu Jing.

Afterwards, when friends gathered together, they would basically avoid letting them meet. I don't know what happened today.

Yu Qingbai thought to himself, brother, you really don't like living too long, he smiled, and changed the topic: "How much wine have you drunk, how did you get so drunk? Do you understand how to play dice?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Jing lit a cigarette, inhaled lightly, and suddenly smiled: "Want to see Song Zhixia? All right."

Lu Chen was surprised at first, and then he became happy, and even his eyes lit up: "Really?"

Yu Qingbai was stunned for a moment, and the alcohol dissipated a lot. Looking at Chu Jing's expression, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.