After Yin Qingyue finished drinking, he lazily supported his head with his hands and looked at Zhang Jianling with a sideways face.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, on this Mid-Autumn Festival night, you summoned Wechen to the shore of Acacia Lake, wouldn't it be just to let Wechen feed the mosquitoes and listen to you play the piano and chant poetry?"

As soon as she opened her mouth to speak, her originally crisp and tactful voice turned into a slightly low juvenile voice.

If it weren't for everyone knowing that this was a live performance, I would almost think that someone was dubbing Yin Qingyue.

This little girl is really a surprise. ’

Zhang Jianling, who had already moved his stool to sit opposite Yin Qingyue, had this thought flashing through his mind.

He smiled elegantly and reservedly, and then said: "Tonight, if the Mid-Autumn Festival is full and the moon is full, if you don't give a poem and drink a few glasses of wine, wouldn't you live up to this beautiful scenery? ”

Yin Qingyue waved her hand disappreciatively.

"Hey~ For Weichen, it's all the same, it's all some crepe and sour things......"

As she spoke, she suddenly put her feet off the chair, turned around and stared at Zhang Jianling with wide eyes.

"I said, His Royal Highness the Prince, listen to what you mean, do you really write a poem and play the piano tonight, even if it is a Mid-Autumn Festival?

Zhang Jianling didn't answer and asked, "Oh? Does the young marshal feel that the lonely arrangement is too boring, or is the young marshal in a hurry to go back to the house to accompany the marshal?"

Seeing him mention the old master of the Mo family, Yin Qingyue lowered his head, frowned, and replied with a little relief,

"Grandpa is accompanied by my two aunts, and when he sees me, he wants to teach a lesson, and he will be angry when he has a big holiday, so I'd better stay away. ”

"In that case, if you're not in a hurry to go home, then you're disgusted that Gu has the wrong arrangement tonight?" Zhang Jianling asked with a pretended displeasure to look at Yin Qingyue.

When Yin Qingyue heard this, she leaned back in her chair with a big grin, "Oh, don't hide it from His Royal Highness the Prince, if you summon Weichen to come and talk to you about this Shangjing, where is the best flower wine, the girl is the most gentle and handsome, Weichen will definitely be able to talk to you very happily." But if you discuss some poems with Wechen......"

Speaking of which, Yin Qingyue's expression was embarrassed and slightly irritated, and he raised his hand and pulled the earlobe of his left ear twice, "Weichen is really not interested, and he doesn't have that talent!"

When Zhang Jianling saw Yin Qingyue's small action of touching his earlobe, his pupils shrank, and he whispered softly, "Could it really be that someone will inadvertently do the same action when expressing dislike?"

Yin Qingyue's body stiffened slightly for a moment when she heard this, but she quickly recovered her expression, made a blank expression, and looked at Zhang Jianling.

"Hmm, what did you say, prince?"

"Oh, the young marshal's expression and movement just now are very similar to an old man in Lone, so he lost his mind for a while. When Zhang Jianling explained, he kept staring at Yin Qingyue, wanting to observe her reaction.

However, to his disappointment, Yin Qingyue's expression was flawless, but after hearing him say this, he asked with great interest, "Oh? I don't know who the old man of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is? Can you introduce it to Wei Chen?

As she spoke, she leaned forward, put her hands on her laps, lowered her voice and pretended to look at Zhang Jianling lightly.

Or ...... He and Wechen have similar interests, that Wechen must worship him, and then join hands in Beijing, no, it is the flower building and gambling house in the whole Lu country, it must be happy and tight, hahahaha......"

After saying a few words, Yin Qingyue squeezed his eyebrows and said it, and played the image of a ruined son to the fullest.

Especially after finishing speaking, he still patted his thighs and laughed wildly, which really made people want to put this "second ancestor" on the back of his head.

Looking at the other party's arrogant Meng Lang smile, Zhang Jianling showed a trace of disdain, shook his head slightly and said to himself, "The difference between cloud and mud ......"

After Yin Qingyue had laughed enough and calmed down with tears, Zhang Jianling opened his mouth and continued the previous topic.

"Young Marshal Mo is joking, the young marshal is called the first beautiful man in my Lu country by the world, naturally he is handsome, not comparable to ordinary people, my old man does not dare to climb high......"

Seeing that Yin Qingyue didn't hear the sarcasm in his words, but instead showed a look of pride and complacency, Zhang Jianling took the opportunity to probe, "It's just that Young Master Mo is a dignified seven-foot man, if he looks for flowers and willows all day long, and indulges in gentle township, I'm afraid it's a bit wasted, right?

Hearing this, Yin Qingyue suddenly got up, pretending to be embarrassed and asked, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, did you summon Weichen here tonight, is it just to humiliate Weichen? Everyone in the world knows that Weichen has been obsessed with cultivation since he was a child, and he doesn't know a few big characters, and Weichen's spiritual veins were also abolished by traitors a year ago. ”

She arched her hand to the side, "Although the saint does not give up now, he still retains the position of the young marshal of the Weichen Mo family's army, in fact, Weichen is just a figure who drags his broken body and waits for death, what else can he do?!"

Zhang Jianling raised his hand and pressed weakly, and said warmly to reassure, "Young Marshal Mo misunderstood Lonely, please be calm and don't be impatient, sit down and listen to Lone slowly share with you." ”

After Yin Qingyue sat down angrily, he spoke again, "Actually, the young marshal doesn't have to be presumptuous, you ......."

When the plot is here, it's about to stage a bitter trick, and the staff who helped with the words before was overjoyed: It's finally me!

He took a deep breath, sank his dantian, and shouted in a rough voice: "There are assassins!

This shout happened to pick up the lines when he needed to interrupt Zhang Jianling's speech, and Yin Qingyue and Zhang Jianling reacted differently after hearing it.

Zhang Jianling's face showed an anxious and worried look, and he beckoned eagerly to Yin Qingyue, "Young Marshal Mo, you have no cultivation now, come here alone!"

Yin Qingyue frowned slightly and showed a suspicious look the moment she heard the shout, but soon raised her eyebrows, and a clear look appeared in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she made a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, rushed to Zhang Jianling, stretched out her arms with her back to him, and said loudly, "His Royal Highness the Prince, don't panic, although Weichen has no cultivation, but his fist and foot skills are still there, Weichen will definitely swear to protect His Highness!"

If the complete script is acted, the next thing is that Ouyang Feiqing originally wanted to deliberately block the knife for Mo Yueyi, so that Mo Yueyi would inherit his life-saving grace, but who knew that Mo Yueyi would be calculated, and in turn he was stabbed in the back with himself, which became a rescue work.

However, today is just for the audition, and there is no need for the martial arts to be performed on the spot, so after Yin Qingyue finished speaking the lines, this paragraph was completed, and Director Bai opened his mouth to stop.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Yin Qingyue smiled and bent down to thank Zhang Jianling.

Zhang Jianling also smiled warmly and released his kindness, "You're welcome, I hope we can have a chance to cooperate." ”

With that, he took his chair and returned to his original seat.

At the same time, Director Bai opened his mouth and asked Yin Qingyue, "I have seen the live video of you singing "Mo Shang Long Song", have you studied martial arts?"

Of course, Yin Qingyue would not expose the affairs of the mana realm, so he nodded along with Bai Dao's words and replied modestly, "I have learned a little." ”

Director Bai bowed his head with satisfaction, "Well, through the performance of these two clips, I have a basic understanding of all aspects of your situation, so I came here first today, it's hard work." We will have a dedicated staff member contact you for follow-up. ”

"Okay, thank you, teachers. ”

After Yin Qingyue thanked him, he bowed to the five people in front of him, then said goodbye, and before leaving, he also said his hard work to the staff present.

"The kid is nice and polite. After Director Bai waited for Yin Qingyue to walk out, he looked at the door of the classroom and said with a smile.

Tian Xuanlan also smiled and nodded, "Well, I think her appearance and temperament are very suitable for this role, and she also knows the role very thoroughly." ”

This is Tianxuanlan's opinion that has not changed since she saw Yin Qingyue singing "Mo Shang Long Song", not only because Yin Qingyue wrote that song, but also because of Yin Qingyue's appearance at that time.

Instead, through Yin Qingyue's lyrics, Tianxuanlan affirmed that she had watched "This Love" carefully enough and understood it thoroughly enough to be able to accurately refine this multi-million-word long story into a short 412 words.

However, when informing Yin Qingyue to audition, she was originally a little worried about whether Yin Qingyue, a middle school student who had only studied acting for one year, could grasp the complex role of the heroine.

Fortunately, Yin Qingyue's performance gave her a reassurance, and even gave her a big surprise.

Although she is not majoring in film and television, she cannot judge Yin Qingyue's performance today with a professional vision.

But Yin Qingyue's smile when she performed was so close to the character she sketched in her mind when she wrote it.

However, there were professionals who immediately agreed with Tian Xuanlan's idea.

"And the acting skills are also very good, spiritual, and have a strong sense of camera," Zhang Jianling said, picking up Yin Qingyue's information, and sighing while watching, "I can't believe it, she is only sixteen years old, and she has only studied acting for a year before, and has never appeared in any plays......"

He thought of Yin Qingyue, who was calm and calm from beginning to end, and couldn't help laughing at himself and shook his head, "When I was as old as her, I even trembled when I read the text aloud in front of the whole class, but I didn't have such a calm bearing as her." ”

Bai Dao nodded, "Well, this kid is eating this kind of food." ”

In the industry, this can be regarded as the highest evaluation, especially rare, this evaluation is still from the mouth of the white guide who is known for his rigor.

The two representatives of the investor were brought into the play just now, and they were quite satisfied with Yin Qingyue's performance, and now the director, author and actor all unanimously praised Yin Qingyue, so they naturally did not contradict each other, and they all echoed and praised Yin Qingyue.

"Since everyone thinks she is good, then I will include Yin Qingyue in the list the day after tomorrow, let her come over and dress up, and we will see when we come. Director Bai made a concluding speech.

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PS1: I've been too busy lately.,I can only try my best to keep it updated.,There's no way to add more.,I'm sorry.,But although the chapters are fewer than before every day.,But the number of words will try to keep at 3000+.,So everyone has votes.,Please vote for Qingyue.。

PS2: In addition to the poems, lyrics, and film and television content in the book, they are all original by Xiaotong, and the first website is Zongheng Chinese.Flower Language Girls Network, please do not reprint or use without permission, thank you for your cooperation, friends who see piracy, please at least come and contribute a collection (laughs).