Jiang Ruan stood in the middle of the group and introduced himself, "Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Ruan. ”

After Jiang Ruan finished speaking, he stood in place and waited for the others to speak.

But the only thing that responded to her was the quiet space and the appearance of a group of people who seemed to be waiting.

"Say...... Finished?" asked, as if he didn't expect this one to say so little, and the man sitting in the middle asked.

Jiang Ruan bent his eyes and nodded, "Well, I'm done." ”

The smile was sweet and soft, so that some of the families present who had children and became parents were all soft-hearted.

Isn't this what the most perfect daughter looks like in my heart!

"......" The man seemed to be hit by Jiang Soft's smile, stunned for a second, and then seemed to be angry with himself, and his tone of voice was a little fierce, "Say, who are you auditioning!"

Today's selection is a female role, and most of the outside are towards the heroine, but there are also many people who like the role of the second female in it.

has an excellent personality, a lively and cute personality, and a second female who dares to love and hate.

Almost everyone present thought that Jiang Ruan was also coming for that role.

After all, the role of the second female protagonist is not much less than that of the heroine, and it is easy to act, and the changes before and after are not so big.

Jiang raised his head softly, "Tang Zhiyi." ”

The young prime minister, Tang Zhiyi, the fairy figure who left an extremely strong mark for women in the history of China.

"Oh," this time it wasn't the fierce baby-faced man who spoke, but the middle-aged man next to him who had been staring at her since she came in.

This person Jiang Soft knows.

He is the director of "Dazzling", Chen Ai, a director of the same status as Xie Yuanxing.

"Do you know which clip we auditioned for?" Chen Ai's face was flat, making it impossible to distinguish what he meant.

Jiang Ruan replied truthfully, "In the 135th game, Tang Zhi's interpretation of the tongue and the battle of the ministers, the name of Beiyan. ”

"Okay, I'm looking forward to your performance," Chen Ai was still bland, and he couldn't tell the difference between grief and joy.

This person is much more difficult to deal with than Xie Yuanxing.

"Wait," Babyface suddenly spoke, looking at Jiang Soft with a smile, and a dangerous and vicious light burst out in his eyes, "I'll play with her." ”

The latter sentence is said to Chen Ai.

Chen Ai nodded silently and agreed to his request.

Jiang Ruan also nodded, and stood back to give the baby face a little position, "Come on." ”

Jiang said lightly, and turned around behind his hands.

Babyface held the script in his hand, the corners of his mouth hooked, and read, "Tang Zhiyi, don't be rampant." ”

This sentence was originally written by the Ministry of Rites Shangshu angrily reprimanding Tang Zhiyi, and the tone should be with disdain and disgust, and he was angry.

But under the baby-faced mouth, there is no wind and no rain, it is plain, and it is even necessary to study.

Under this kind of play, nine out of ten people play out, and one is estimated to laugh.

Jiang Ruan also turned his head and held back his smile for a long time.

Turning around, she is the Tang Zhiyi who has experienced the wind and rain and grew up, the Tang Zhiyi who was named prime minister at a young age but was not afraid and dared to work against the civil and military officials.

In her place, the development of the country is greater than everything, and she will not look at the old pedants who are pedantic and inflexible, who are only as big as a projectile in their eyes, and who are standing still.

Even if they have been officials for decades, the older ones can be her grandfathers.

She will never compromise on her choices.

"Du Shangshu, it's serious, compared to being rampant, I might as well rob the people's girls outside, and after being beaten by the righteous people, find a servant to go to the street to block people's Du Gongzi. Tang Zhiyi raised his eyebrows, stood at the front and held his own courtboard, and acted respectfully.

But in those indifferent eyes, there was no trace of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu who was buried in the loess.

"You!" was mentioned to his unsuccessful son, and the Ministry of Rites should have been angry.

But when Babyface picked up the script and opened his mouth, Jiang Ruan hadn't laughed yet, and there were several people present who were covering their mouths and trembling.