The group was drunk in the dark, and by the time the gang broke up, it was already in full bloom.

Saying hello to the drunken Er Dongzi, Zhou Jin walked back slowly, and Zhang Ting followed behind him with a happy face.

July is the height of summer, and the heat is dying, and at night, the night breeze blows, and there is a hint of coolness.

Zhou Jin didn't drink much, but his head was also a little dizzy at this time, and when the night breeze blew, he felt extremely comfortable.

"Brother Zhou, what celebrities do you say will come this time?" asked Zhang Ting as if she were a little girl.

"I don't know, since it's Immortal Sword Three, then Hu Ge should be there. Zhou Jin replied casually.

"If only I could be chosen, I would like to see him, and I would like to ask him for an autograph. Zhang Ting fell into a sweet fantasy and ate and laughed.

"Let me tell you, he plays Brother Xiaoyao in the fairy sword, handsome ......"

"I know, Ling'er is also beautiful......"

For Zhang Ting, she is very happy to get the role, but she is even happier to meet the idol.

And this opportunity is really pie in the sky, and it hit her head.

Originally, she was going to give Director Park the opportunity to be a life assistant, but now Er Dongzi actually gave her it.

In her opinion, Zhou Jin must have made a lot of efforts in the middle, otherwise she is a newcomer, how could she be favored by Er Dongzi?

So Zhang Ting kept bouncing behind Zhou Jin, and her eyes were a little more grateful and close to him.

On the way back, I passed by Hengdian Square, and I don't know who got a stereo and played "Free Flight" there.

"Who is singing, warming the loneliness, the white clouds and the blue sky are still drifting with tears......"

A group of men and women stumbled around to the music.

"Brother Zhou, let's go dance. Zhang Ting suddenly got up and pulled Zhou Jin to run up.

"Eh, I can't dance......" Zhou Jin felt that the egg hurt, a group of young people, accompanied by the legend of the phoenix, what is going on with square dancing?

But since I've been pulled up, I have to compare and compare, I can't run down by myself, it's too disappointing.

But he can't dance, Zhou Jin remembered a movie he had watched in his previous life, the name seemed to be some kind of pulp fiction, all kinds of violence, all kinds of shooting.

But there was an embarrassing dance scene in the middle, Zhou Jin liked it a lot, and he was very impressed.

So Zhou Jin did so, made a paddling movement and began to twist blindly, he felt that he danced very well, but the music didn't match well.

Zhang Ting couldn't straighten up with a smile, "Oh, this is a square dance, it's a different ......"

Apparently she hadn't seen the movie.

"Come, I'll teach you. Zhang Ting was easy to put away her good mood, and her pretty face was flushed, "Come, I'll teach you." ”

Zhang Ting ran behind him, grabbed his wrist, and decided to teach him by hand.

The two were very close, the girl's plump twin peaks were attached to his back, and Zhou Jin carefully straightened his waist and maintained the last distance.

"Left hand, right hand...... Yes, the left foot...... Right foot ......"

Zhou Jin followed her and made a clumsy gesture, he had practiced martial arts in his previous life, but he had never danced.

"You're slowing down...... Follow the rhythm......"

"Oops, you stepped on my foot......"

"Oh, that's not the case, you're doing the opposite...... It's stupid......"

After being disliked 10,000 times, Zhou Jinte broke free in frustration and ran to the railing next to him and sat down.

Don't jump!

If it weren't for the fact that the master decided not to do a copy, believe it or not, copy a poem in minutes, "follow my left hand and right hand, a slow motion" to show you.

Zhang Ting also sat over, laughing to death, pulling her hair, and holding her cheeks: "Why can't you keep up with the rhythm?"

Zhou Jin said: "I have a poor sense of rhythm when I play small. ”

"What about singing, you can't sing without a sense of rhythm?"

“...... Yes, it won't. ”

"Then if you become famous in the future and someone asks you to sing, what will you do?"

"Lip-synching, it's all lip-synching. ”

The two chatted with each other, most of them were Zhang Ting looking for something to say.

Zhou Jin slowly raised his head, looking at the dark blue night sky, only seeing a sparse starlight.

He remembered the scene of sitting on the windowsill reading a novel in the small county town of his hometown in his previous life, and when he looked up, he saw a sky full of stars.

The city's light pollution is so bad that even on the clearest summer nights, it's hard to see the stars.

"Whew......" he blew softly, Zhang Ting sat next to him, and as soon as he lowered his head, he could smell the perfume on the woman's body.

The night breeze blew, Zhang Ting's soft hair floated to his face, and Zhou Jin brushed it away.

Zhang Ting took the rubber band off her wrist, pulled her hair together, and tied it together.

"Brother Zhou, do you think we will be chosen?" Zhang Ting asked with her legs and arms on her cheeks, she was a little worried.

"I think so. "There are so many group performances in Hengdian, and there are always a few who are selected.

"Hey, why did you come to Hengdian?" asked Zhang Ting.

"I was admitted to the acting department in college, and I didn't know anything except acting, and I didn't find a brokerage company to ask for it after graduation, so I came to be a group performer. ”

Zhou Jin said while secretly despising his predecessor, in addition to being handsome, what else do you have?

"What about you, why did you come to Hengdian?" Zhou Jin asked.

"No, I just thought it was cool to be an actor, and then I came. ”

"Now, do you still think it's cool to be a group performer?"

"I think, I may not be able to act well, after all, I'm not like you, I'm from a professional class. ”

Zhou Jin smiled and didn't take a stubble. God knows what the predecessor has learned in the past four years.

"Hey, it would be nice if I could be a big star!" Zhang Ting suddenly sighed.

"Go back to sleep. ”

"Huh?"

"Everything in my dreams. ”

Zhang Ting: ......

"Brother, I don't want you to hit people like this. ”

Zhou Jin smiled, got up and left, Zhang Ting followed behind, and walked slowly.

The two fell silent.

Zhou Jin is really not the type to chat, it is easy to be cold, and it is even more so when chatting with girls.

In his previous life, he was even worse than his predecessor.

It's not good-looking, can't sing, can't dance, and has no money, and his only hobby is reading novels.

If you see it, you will be rewarded, and the author will be grateful, and if you are not happy to see it, you will post a greeting to the author's family.

The author can't help him, because he is reading the genuine version, which is different from those white prostitutes.

But what do you do when you date a girl, do you want to talk about the plot of a novel?

Hehe, no wonder he's always single.

But the night is so long, how can you pass the long time without reading the novel?

It is said that time is money, but for ordinary people like them, time is the least valuable thing.

A lifetime of cheap life, even if you live a lifetime and change your good-looking skin, you are still humble inside.

The beautiful girl sat next to her, and if she changed to a flirtatious boy, it was estimated that she should run to the small hotel.

But Zhou Jin didn't say anything in the end.

On the way back, I passed by a roadside stall, the owner was an old woman, selling some fans, notebooks and other gadgets.

Zhou Jin looked at it, bought a signature pen, and picked out a notebook, "Do you want it?"

Zhang Ting looked at it, these notebooks were a little old, so she blinked: "It's all old, why are you buying it?"

"Didn't Mr. Zheng ask us to write a biography? I'm going to buy a book and write it back. ”

Zhang Ting smiled embarrassedly, "I bought a copy before, and I didn't write it after writing it a few times." ”

Zhou Jin thought about it for a while, picked a batting board and gave it to her, "Keep it as a souvenir." ”

"Thank you. ”

The striking board is that the scene manager holds a signature pen, writes "how many shots, how many scenes, how many times" on it, and then "snaps" in front of the camera, and the actor starts the performance.

Before leaving, many group performers in Hengdian like to buy one and take it back as a souvenir.

After that, there was no more talk.

Zhou Jin huddled in his hut and never came out, he was seriously filling in the homework he owed.

Lao Zheng Tou told him before that he wanted to write a character biography, but he never took it seriously, and now he feels that he may really have to write it.

In addition, he also had to make some targeted preparations, after all, he had the advantage of crossing the Prophet.

By the time Zhou Jin came out again, it was already three days later.

On that day, the three crew of Fairy Sword arrived and officially began to select people for interviews.