The sand sculpture stand-in and the boss agreed to get married

The private car was parked on the side of the road, An Shigou got out of the car first, stood on the side of the road and turned himself into an electric toothbrush.

"It's so cold—ah chirp!"

"Ah chirp? Are you acting cute?" Fu Yanle touched the woolen cap first, then lifted up the trouser legs innocently, showing off the thin fleece socks under her feet, and said "I'm not cold".

An Shigou's face changed instantly, his eyes were about to burst into flames, Fu Yanle immediately smiled sweetly and said, "It's okay, it won't be cold when you go in!"

Is this fucking one of the ways to use "a slap and a sweet date"!

An Shigou took a deep breath, and decided to be patient first, not to hit a stone with a pebble on such an important occasion, lest Fu Yanle get sick and delay the audition.

He showed the chicness of a mature man, turned around and led the way, "Two rounds of auditions are the rules of Director Fang, and most of the people who came today passed the first round. As long as today is over, the roles are almost settled."

Fu Yanle followed An Shigou, and when passing the stairs, he reached out and touched Freesia at his feet, and said perfunctorily, "Oh, fighting, I believe in you."

An Shigou was cold and silent.

The two entered the audition hall, and sure enough there were quite a few people standing inside.

Tang Wanbai was listening to Erquan Yingyue in the corner, when he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar figure, got up quickly and swooped, "Yanle!"

Fu Yanle stretched out his hand to stop him, and was taken two steps back by gravity, and said with a smile, "How are you getting ready?"

"I'm brewing up my emotions." Tang Wanbai stood up straight, and led the two of them to the seats, "I've studied this scene for a long time, and I've also asked a few seniors to guide me. My reason tells me that I'm ready. But I couldn't help being nervous."

"You have to be steady and try your best." Fu Yanle sat between the two, "What time does it start?"

An Shigou glanced at the time, "Two o'clock, there are still 8 minutes."

"Do you know?" Tang Wan Bai moved his head closer and said in a breathy voice, "Song Xueyan is here today too."

Fu Yanle didn't know Song Xueyan, but when he saw Tang Wanbai's gossip, he knew that he must be not an ordinary person, so he immediately asked, "Oh, who is it?"

"Don't even know Song Xueyan? A beauty who is not from a major, but her acting skills are very good, and she is very good at literary and martial arts! Let's put it this way, his acting skills and talent are directly proportional to his beauty."

Tang Wanbai looked around, gossiping in a low voice.

"After debuting for three years and acting in five plays, he was nominated once for Best Supporting Actor and Shidi four times. Unfortunately, every time he met veterans who were a round older than him. This luck can be bought The lottery! But to be honest, I really think that at least three times, he should have won the prize, what a pity!"

An Shigou said: "It's a pity, but from another perspective, doesn't it also mean that he is really good? Every movie can be nominated, and those who compete with him for awards are recognized in the circle as capable seniors, May I ask who else has this treatment?"

"I heard that Mr. Song had a falling out with his old club, and his old club is suppressing him. It's really miserable." Tang Wan Bai covered his face with his hands, his voice sounded as if he was about to die, "The old club is Huaying Media."

"So he is leaning towards Tiger Mountain?" Fu Yanle followed suit and lowered his voice, "Didn't he be suppressed? How could he be allowed to enter the group? Shouldn't he just be given a chance to kick him out?"

"Probably not, there is no second choice for his role, and Director Fang said that if Song Xueyan is replaced, he will leave as well! Although Huaying wants to suppress Song Xueyan, profit must always come first " An Shigou lowered his voice and clenched his fists secretly, "In short, I must perform well and strive for the opportunity to play with Teacher Song!"

Tang Wan Bai also clenched his fists, "Me too! Although I'm playing a supporting role, as long as I can be on the same set as Mr. Song, I can learn a lot!"

Hearing this, Fu Yanle stretched out his hand to hold the fists of the two, and said firmly: "I will baptize you with the water of the Milky Way, and the two warriors will be triumphant today!"

At this time the audition hall opened, Tang Wan Bai and An Shigou stood up expressionlessly at the same time.Fu Yanle got up and slipped up, and quickly whispered: "Baby, let me put some water first, you go in first."

"Who is your baby?" An Shigou waved his hands in disgust, "Get lost!"

Fu Yanle sneered, "Nizi!"

"The bathroom is at the back." Tang Wan Bai turned around and pointed the way, "We'll be waiting for you inside."

"Okay." Fu Yanle patted Tang Wanbai's head, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Wan Bai touched his head, smiling sweetly, "Let's go!"

"Superficial." An Shigou shook his head coldly, reached out and touched his head, then turned and entered the audition hall.

Fu Yanle came out of the cubicle, went to the sink and looked in the mirror, then took out the small comb and began to service the somewhat messy hair.

"Director Fang hates being late, everyone knows that, but the auditions have already started, and Song Xueyan hasn't come yet, as expected of the male lead who was appointed early in the morning, he is treated differently from the others."

"But didn't he fall out with Huaying?"

"To be precise, he had a falling out with the financial master. The first drama he made his debut was a real drama, second only to the male lead. An amateur who is not from a major, without the escort of the financial master, how could it be possible to go smoothly from the beginning? He Fans say that he is a cold moon, bright dust and snow, do you really believe it? You haven’t slept with the benefactor all the time, why do people go to such lengths to praise him?”

Fu Yanle moved closer to the mirror, and brushed away the eyelashes that fell on the lower eyelid.

"The gold master praises him so much, how dare he fall out with others?"

"Maybe it's to get Joe! He has a good fate, he was born with a good face, and the benefactor loves him so much, taking Joe is also a coquettish, otherwise how could he be allowed to audition for this drama?"

"But he is indeed good-looking, and there are not many good-looking people in the circle, but he is highly recognizable, and if he is rare, he can only be regarded as a low-profile one. There are really not many."

"So this kind of thing is definitely not clean. Fans think it looks good, can the sponsor look at it? Not only Song Xueyan, but also the one who is very popular recently, the one named Fu Nianle."

"It's Fu Yanle, the one who touched Lin Qingtong."

This is a real disaster.

Fu Yanle stretched out his hand to hold the hair into a bundle, spread it out again, and squeezed the edge of the mask.

"That's right, what Xuandu TV has top-notch appearance? To put it bluntly, isn't it just a small internet celebrity? He has nothing but his face. If it wasn't for the support of the sponsor, how could he be on a national variety show like Xingtu? Now his popularity has skyrocketed, If you take good care of the benefactor, you won’t have to worry about resources in the future.”

"No way, appearance is justice."

"People only need to be wronged for one night, and it is much more useful than our hard work for ten years. Maybe the benefactor is not so unsightly, and he is quite comfortable to fuck/fuck him, then this is killing two birds with one stone."

"That's really good." Fu Yanle put the comb back into the bag, glanced at one of them, and fixed on the one who talked the most nonsense, "You really have eaten too many rotten lemons, you long-tongued monster, you've lost your mind. ? Talking still smells bad."

The lemon-flavored long-tongued monster frowned, "Who are you? Is it moral to eavesdrop on others?"

Fu Yanle spread his hands, "I'm standing here, who are you to blame for being blind?"

"you!"

"You are blind, deaf, and mentally disabled. You are sick all over your body, and you work so hard to be an actor. Fans will definitely choose you as one of the top ten moving and brain-damaged people of the year, right?" Fu Yanle paused, and his tone was very sincere, "But I suggest You, while you are young, catch a rich man, not only will you be comfortable every night, but you can also earn some money for medical treatment, you can kill two birds with one stone."

These words sound familiar.

The lemon-flavored long-tongued monster cursed angrily: "No, who are you? I said Song Xueyan has something to do with you?"

"You forget what you said in less than a minute, youth dementia?" Fu Yanle leaned against the pool, twirling the woolen cap with his fingertips, "Did you only talk about Song Xueyan?"

The lemon-flavored long-tongued monster was about to speak, when the person next to him suddenly got excited, pulled him back and turned around, and said in a low voice, "This hairstyle, this facial features, looks a bit like Fu...Fu Yanle?!"

Why did Fu Yanle come here?

Thinking so in his heart, but the lemon-flavored long-tongued monster still turned around sincerely and wanted to leave, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you!"

"Stop, do I let you go?" Fu Yanle took off his mask, his eyes were filled with evil spirits, "Just because I'm sick and ugly, I think I've occupied the moral high ground? Good looks offend you, it's to put you Sucked away all your beauty points to make you look like a beehive?"

The lemon-flavored longtongue blushed, "You—"

"What me? I'm so convincing. Could it be that you were kneeling under the bed when I was with the benefactor? The words were cynical, but the tone was envious. What, you want to have this kind of luck too? Do you want me to help you?" A skin/strip to make you comfortable too? But—”

Fu Yanle frowned, and sighed regretfully, "With your dignity, which benefactor would be willing to be wronged?"

The face of the lemon-flavored longtongue turned blue, "You—"

"The facial expression is as rigid as a coffin, what kind of actor do you still want to be? Let alone ten years, even if you work hard to become a bone, you can't compare with Song Xueyan's one toe."

Fu Yanle raised his hand and put on his hat.

"They just look better than you and are more powerful than you. You put yourself into a blender and squeeze it into lemon juice, but you can't sour a flower. If you don't think about acting skills here, it makes sense for you to be an inferior sour here. don't know?"

The lemon-flavored longtongue took a step back, stretched out his hand to press down on the person, "You—"

"You, what are you? Don't delay your merits. Compared with an actor, you are more suitable to be lemon chicken feet, the kind that are rotten and thrown into the trash can." Fu Yanle turned to look in the mirror expressionlessly, "Get lost!"

"You—" The lemon-flavored long-tongued monster was forcefully dragged out by its companion covering its mouth.

Damn it, Fu Yanle's mouth is as sweet as the legend says.

So scary, so scary!

After the two left, a compartment door opened, and Fu Yanle glanced at the man walking towards him from the corner of his eye.He paused for wiping his face, his eyes stayed on the visitor's face until the man stood by his side.

The man stretched out his hand under the water, his wrist was thin, his fingers were slender, his skin was fair, and he looked very good-looking.Fu Yanle noticed that he was wearing a string of sapphire beads on his left wrist, the texture was fine and exquisite, and it was definitely the rare best.

The man withdrew his hand, took out a tissue to wipe it, and his movements were not in a hurry, it was obviously an ordinary mountain + and! (Three ^ # Xi De can no longer move normally, but it makes people feel pleasing to the eye. Fu Yanle retracted his eyes, and threw the disposable face towel Into the trash can.

"Nice to meet you." The man stretched out his hand, and the sapphire on his wrist was quietly pressed against the cuff of his white suit. Like his eyes and voice, he looked calm and cold.

"My name is Song Xueyan."

Fu Yanle raised his eyebrows slightly, and shook hands with him, "Hi, I'm Fu Yanle."

"Thank you for speaking for me." Song Xueyan withdrew her hand, looked at Fu Yanle straightforwardly and cleanly, and then smiled slightly, "You are beautiful, roses are very suitable for you."

Seeing that Fu Yanle was puzzled, Song Xueyan explained: "Before you and Xiao An's live broadcast produced a lot of pictures, I was lucky enough to see them."

"Thank you." Fu Yanle praised sincerely, "'The moon is cold and the moon is bright and the dust is bright and snowy' is worthy of the name."

Song Xueyan laughed lightly when he heard the words, his lips were light red, and the corners of his mouth turned up when he laughed, only then did Fu Yanle discover that there was a small red mole on the right side of his lower lip.It's just that this smile is only on the surface, because Song Xueyan's brows and eyes are calm and there is no wave.

"Forgive me for taking the liberty, you really have grown in my aesthetic point, and you are so straightforward and cute." Song Xueyan said thoughtfully, "Do you mind if I ask a question?"

Fu Yanle intuitively felt that this question was unusual, "Excuse me."

Song Xueyan took a step forward and said, "Do I have a chance to raise this little rose of yours?"

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I went to get vaccinated today. I may have caught a cold on the way. When I came back, my head hurt so much. It was a day without words!