Cannon fodder Xiao Zuojing is filling green tea again

The bed couldn't sleep, Shen You hugged the quilt to the bay window and spread it out, got into the quilt and curled up into a small ball, and rested on the bay window aggrieved.

This matter can only be resolved with the housekeeper tomorrow.

Shen You slept very uncomfortable that night, the bay window was too narrow, he would fall easily when turning over, his legs could not be straightened, and the quilt wrapped him like a little penguin.

When Shen You was woken up by the phone call, he felt back pain all over his body. He trembled his eyelashes, stretched out his hand from under the quilt to answer the call, and spoke in a confused tone.

"Hello~"

On the other end of the phone, the manager's voice came: "Hey, Yuzi, today is the audition for In the Mood for Love. How are you preparing? I'll pick you up at nine o'clock."

Shen You lost all sleepiness, opened her eyes, tears still glistening in her eyes: "Audition!!! Wait, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Bin's ears hurt from Shen You's sudden high-decibel shock, and he emphasized it again: "We have to prepare a one-minute personal talent show, don't you know?"

Shen You hugged the phone and wanted to cry, "I don't know qwq!"

Zhou Bin: "...Uh, blame me for not reminding you, I thought you knew."

Shen You sat up: "I thought the audition was just to brush up your face." He quickly hooked up his clothes: "I'm sorry, Brother Zhou, there should be time to prepare now, right?"

Shen You looked at the time on the phone: "It's just seven o'clock, and I'll practice for two hours for a one-minute solo performance, so I should be able to get it together."

Zhou Bin: "Okay, that's the only way to go, then you should hurry up and practice, you'll die."

"Okay, see you later." Shen You put on her clothes in an orderly manner, hung up the phone and went downstairs.

The sky is getting brighter, and there is a smell of fresh grass in the morning air, and a burst of warm morning light comes out of the window, turning the blooming roses in the yard into a touch of gold.

Shen You went downstairs and had a face-to-face meeting with the butler. Seeing that Shen You woke up so early, he was not surprised at all, and asked, "Is Mr. Shen going to prepare breakfast for the young master?"

Shen You was stunned, and he could tell from the tone that he had done a lot of licking dogs before.

"No," Shen You shook her head: "Today's breakfast, Uncle Chen, please prepare it, I have work arrangements."

Housekeeper Chen was a little surprised. You must know that before the young master came back to live, Shen You did all the food, clothing, housing and transportation by himself, but when he heard him explain the reason, he didn't think too much about it. He nodded and said, "Okay, then Mr. Shen would like to have something for breakfast. What, I'll let the kitchen prepare together."

Time was running out, Shen You didn't have extra time to eat, so he coped: "Just prepare a cup of hot milk and two big buns for me."

The butler should go down and start preparing.

Shen You came to the living room, found a spacious place and started practicing solo performances.

Moved his wrist, Shen You had dance foundation before, now he just hoped that this body would not be too stiff and allow him to play.

Shen You chose an ancient song from "The Preface to the West Building", counted the beats, and began to choreograph the dance moves.

The rhythm of this piece of music is soothing, suitable for some artistic performances. Shen You chose a few suitable dance moves and integrated them.

But the fairy's movement of picking up flowers stumped Shen You. This movement is not difficult, but it is not soft enough to do it. No matter how you do it, you are not satisfied with the movement of picking up flowers.

The hands are in the posture of twisting flowers, the upper body is slightly tilted, and the hips are slightly raised, but it is necessary to show the beauty of both form and spirit.

While doing this, Shen You froze in place, lowered her eyes to think about what was wrong, lightly tapped her fingertips, turned slightly, and Shen You's eyes lit up.

By the way, the gesture is not soft enough, so the whole movement is a little stiff.

When Qin Chen came out of the room, he happened to see such a scene.

The boy is thin, barefoot, with slightly raised hips, twisted waist and hips, rolling eyes, slightly panting.

Because of dancing practice, there was a thin layer of sweat on his fair cheeks, and his messy bangs were wet and stuck to his forehead, making him feel a little more fragile.

Qin Chen was stunned for a rare moment.

"Master, breakfast is ready." Uncle Chen's voice brought Qin Chen back to his senses.

He looked away awkwardly, and his voice was hoarse after waking up: "Well, pour me another cup of coffee."

Shen You brushed the broken hair on the forehead, and when she saw Qin Chen, she quickly stopped her movements and raised a deliberately ingratiating smile: "Good morning!"

Qin Chen responded to him unprecedentedly: "Morning."

The people in the kitchen brought the breakfast to the table, and the housekeeper greeted Shen You: "Mr. Shen, yours is also ready."

In front of Qin Chen, she definitely couldn't continue dancing. Shen You bent over to put on her shoes, and responded, "Oh, okay, come right away."

The two sat at the dining table. Qin Chen had a hearty breakfast, including sandwiches, baguettes, egg-filled biscuits, and croissants, while Shen You only had a cup of hot milk in front of him.

Qin Chen picked up the coffee, and glanced at Shen You from the corner of his eye.

This man was not at all embarrassed by yesterday's hot invitation, sat beside him enthusiastically, and sighed: "Your breakfast looks so rich."

Shen You held the milk in both hands, and Gulu took a big sip, with a circle of lovely white foam on the corner of his mouth, and two lonely buns beside him.

Qin Chen looked at the empty space next to him, and asked the housekeeper, "Uncle Chen, why is Mr. Shen's breakfast not prepared?"

Butler Chen was troubled: "This... is what Mr. Shen ordered."

Shen You licked off the milk from the corner of her mouth, and said, "I said it, because I have to rush to work later, and I'm afraid I won't have time to eat."

Qin Chen lowered his eyes and didn't say much.

Having said that, Shen You's gaze was still fixed on Qin Chen's breakfast, and the glutton was hooked out.

Qin Chen's breakfast looked delicious, Shen You swallowed: I want to eat it!

He rested his chin, looked at Qin Chen, and hinted euphemistically, "You eat so much breakfast by yourself. If you can't finish it, it should be a waste, right? If you don't mind, I can actually share some for you."

Facing Shen You's scheming speech, Qin Chen ruthlessly pierced it: "If you want to eat, take it."

Shen You smiled: "Then I won't be polite!"

He picked up a croissant, gorged himself on it, and ate it with relish. Looking at him like this, for some reason, Qin Chen's appetite improved a lot.

After breakfast, Qin Chen went to the company.

Shen You practiced dancing for a while in the living room. It was not until Zhou Bin came to pick her up that she went to the locker room to change into a suitable outfit and set off for the audition site of In the Mood for Love.

Zhou Bin was doing psychological training for Shen You in the car: "You don't have to be too nervous when you go later. With our good looks, there is no problem in passing the audition."

Shen You lowered her head and was sending a message to Shen Ximo. The other party said that he had already set off. Shen You told him to be careful on the road, and replied without raising his head: "Brother Zhou, our goal is not just the audition."

Zhou Bin nodded: "Of course, it would be best if you can get a debut position, it doesn't matter if you don't, don't you still have your husband?"

Shen You raised her head, patted Zhou Binde's shoulder solemnly, and said earnestly, "Brother Zhou, have you ever heard a word?"

"what?"

Shen You said: "A man is reliable, a sow can climb a tree."

Zhou Bin: "..."

Shen You clenched her fists to cheer herself up: "So, let's rely on ourselves."

Audition site.

When Shen You got out of the car, Shen Ximo arrived early, and when she saw Shen You, she ran over affectionately: "Yuzi, you've come."

"Well, there are a lot of people." Shen You was taken aback by the scene in front of her. There were at least a few thousand people at the scene, all of whom were young and handsome, about 20 years old by visual estimation.

Shen You and Shen Ximo were considered top-notch, so they naturally attracted a lot of sideways glances.

Shen You was dazzled by the handsome guy: "Tsk tsk, so many handsome brothers!"

Shen You is the oldest among them. He is 23 years old and has already passed the golden age of an artist.

"Ahem," Zhou Bin reminded from the side: "Don't be an idiot, you are a family man."

Shen You looked at Shen Ximo, fearing that he might misunderstand, and lowered her head to explain to Shen Ximo: "Don't listen to Zhou Bin's nonsense, the relationship between me and Qin Chen is actually dead."

Shen Ximo grabbed Shen You's hand: "Well, I know, don't be sad, Youzi, it will pass."

Shen You nodded sharply, and continued: "Qin Chen is actually very good, alas, I am not blessed."

Shen Ximo's eyes flickered, and she didn't say much.

There were too many people in the audition, they queued for more than two hours to get their number plates, and they probably had to wait until the afternoon when it was their turn.

On the way, there was a commotion. An angry red Lamborghini drove into the audition site. It is said that the boss of Ningle Entertainment came to check the progress in person.

However, there were too many people around, and Shen You couldn't see what the boss looked like.

Qin Chen got off Fu Yihan's car, looked at the crowd forming a pile, and said with a cold face, "I'll drive your car next time, don't ask me to come over."

Fu Yihan apologized: "Yes, yes, it will definitely not open next time, let's go in."

The two walked into the scene of the draft.

Because it was an audition, each candidate was individually called into the room to showcase their talents. The three judges sat in front of them, and the seats of Qin Chen and Fu Yihan were arranged on the side.

They just came to inspect, and they left after a short stay, so they only arranged a temporary seat.

There were judges and photographers in the room. Qin Chen and Fu Yihan were far away from each other.

Watching the performance on the stage, Fu Yihan asked the expressionless Qin Chen: "What do you think of this draft?"

Qin Chen looked at the talent show and was straightforward: "The quality of the contestants is good, but they lack topics."

Fu Yihan leaned back in the chair, put his hands behind his head: "I've already thought about this, and invited child stars and some Internet celebrities to stir up the heat."

Qin Chen tapped the table lightly, thinking: "This kind of enthusiasm is too vain, and the most important thing is to return to the players themselves."

Fu Yihan nodded: "Indeed."

During the period, the two selected some players with a strong sense of conflict between their own personalities and strengths.

Just when Fu Yihan felt that he had seen the same thing, he was about to head back home.

The host shouted: "No. 0521."

Not long after, Shen You came into the sight of Qin Chen and Fu Yihan.

The boy's soft hair was slightly raised, and he changed into a clean white T-shirt. His beautifully curved neck was connected to the collarbone, and he looked like a freshman college student.

Fu Yihan was originally slumped on the chair, but when he saw Shen You, he straightened his back for a moment: "I'll go, he chased you all the way to the audition scene?"

Fu Yihan continued: "Shen You is still blocking you like this now? In the past, clubs, swimming pools, golf clubs, wherever there was you, he would sneak in. Before, he would go downstairs to block you every day at your company. He looks so good-looking and does things. It’s unbearable.”

Qin Chen looked at Shen You and bowed deeply to the judges seat confidently: "Hello everyone, I am contestant No. 0521 Shen You."

Then he looked up and saw this side, obviously startled, and was stunned for a while.

Qin Chen hooked his lips, and replied lightly: "You think too much."

Fu Yihan chuckled twice, jokingly: "Do you believe it? So many directors gave resources at the dinner party yesterday, but he didn't ask for it, so he chose such a talent show that has a high probability of being rejected? What's the picture? And, just as we mentioned this project yesterday, Admit it, I still have you in my heart."

Qin Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing.

Shen You was a little surprised, and I could see this, but then I thought of Shen Ximo in No. 0522, and realized that this is the wonderful fate between the protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou.

Shen You continued to finish the unfinished sentence: "This time the performance I brought is the dance "The Preface to the West Building""

The judge held the microphone: "OK, please start your performance."

Gradually, the beautiful music played, and Shen You turned her body slightly, bent her waist and took small steps, and raised her wrists lightly. Every movement was natural and smooth, as if surprised.

The white T-shirt is proud, and a small part of the white and flexible waist is unbelievably soft, deducing the softness and masculinity that classical dance should have.

After the dance, the three judges applauded excitedly, very pleasantly surprised.

Fu Yihan muttered to himself unexpectedly: "Unexpectedly, the little sister-in-law is quite twisted~"

A flash of amazement flashed in Qin Chen's eyes. When Shen You was dancing, he once thought that the shining person in front of him was completely different from the Shen You before him.

At the end of the performance, Fu Yihan applauded: "You danced well."

Shen You didn't want to break the relationship, and said politely and politely: "Thank you."

Fu Yihan was still doubting Shen You's purpose of appearing here, and asked: "May I ask, why did you choose to participate in our Mood for Love's draft? According to your appearance, you don't have to come to participate in this kind of competition where you will be brushed at any time. Ten thousand people will go to the audition."

Shen You shrugged, eyes curved: "I can't help it, I'm an idiot, I must be following the company's arrangement."

Fu Yihan gave Shen You a lot of face, and when he heard this, he immediately made a cold joke: "Are you muddled?" He looked at Shen You with interest: "I think you are quite white!"

Shen You was stunned: "Uh~"

There was muffled laughter from the crowd above their heads.

Shen You touched her nose in embarrassment, brother, your cold joke is not funny at all.

Fu Yihan looked at the man beside him, and booed: "Boss Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Chen laid his eyes on Shen You leisurely.

The other party froze in place, his porcelain white complexion was stained with a thick rose color, Shen You half closed his eyes, only those thick eyelashes trembled embarrassingly.

Qin Chen said with great interest, "It's quite white."