For a whole minute, Han Yu just stared blankly at everything in front of him.

After the bookshelves parted on both sides, he was presented with a sliding door that appeared to be a sliding door, a slot, a keyhole, and nothing else, without any patterns or information on the façade.

This is...... Door?

Han Yu blinked his eyes a little stunned, just staring at this door that appeared in a rather strange way.

After cautiously taking a closer look, Han Yu found that there was indeed nothing on the door, and it was a door that was so simple that it was outrageous.

Squinting his eyes slightly and pondering about this door for a while, Han Yu still didn't have a clue in his mind, after all, there was no information about this door that suddenly appeared, and Jin Zhiyu's notebook didn't mention anything related to the door.

Han Yu wanted to open it directly, but when he saw the small keyhole, he realized that the door was obviously locked, and it seemed that the key was very likely to have been buried at the scene of the car accident.

In this way, Han Yu only has two choices, the first is to leave it alone, and the second is to ...... Pick locks.

Originally, Han Yu was more inclined to the second option, but when he considered the instability of Jin Zhiyu's work, who would have thought that someone would actually install a secret grid that would only appear in TV dramas in the place where he lived, so he decided to give up this idea.

After all, who knows if Jin Zhiyu will install an anti-theft system or something.

Anyway, for now, Han Yu has to deal with tomorrow's interview first.

Han Yu took one last look at the closed door, then raised his hand and tentatively pressed the copy of Pride and Prejudice back to its place, and as expected, after another crisp sound, the bookshelf slowly closed.

Although he had been prepared, when Han Yu saw this scene again, there was still a surprised expression on his face, as if the characters in the TV series suddenly appeared in front of him.

The original plan was canceled, and Han Yu was not in the mood to study now, so he thought about it and decided to eat something first.

So he sorted out what he wanted to bring, and then used his phone to check the nearest ...... Market.

Yes, Han Yu plans to cook himself.

Han Yu has learned to cook, after all, he can't eat fast food all the time after living alone for so many years, but he hasn't cooked for a year or two, and for his previous body, cooking is really a hard task.

But now, Han Yu has to "return to his old business", everyone knows that buying vegetables is not as cheap as buying vegetables, in order to save money, Han Yu has to cut off the inertia he has developed in recent years.

After everything was ready, Han Yu went out with his mobile phone map, he was completely unconfident in the prices in the vicinity, but there should be no difference in the price of food.

……

Fortunately for Han Yu, although Jin Zhiyu basically doesn't live here, he has all the things he should have, such as all kinds of kitchen utensils, such as the rice cooker that Han Yu is quite grateful for.

It's just that Han Yu was a little troublesome when he brought the bag of rice back, his current body temporarily limited him to the best not to move this heavyweight ingredient, and in the end, the people in the rice shop kindly helped him send it back.

I have to say that when the clerk in the rice shop saw the villa where Han Yu lived, and then he looked at Han Yu's eyes, Han Yu still remembers.

"Smack. ”

Putting the last dish on the dining table, Han Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the chair and examined the dishes on the table, and then nodded slightly.

He was quite satisfied with the results he had made this time, after all, in the case of unfamiliar cooking skills and uncoordinated left hand, it was quite good that Han Yu could make two dishes and one soup without any accidents, not to mention the material limitations.

The Korean diet looks very close to the Chinese, but in the end it is still a little different, Han Yu went late again, and there was no dish for him to choose.

Anyway, let's eat it first.

After moving his chopsticks, Han Yu began to think about tomorrow again while chewing his food - a habit he had developed before, which would save time.

Han Yu had never been exposed to anything related to acting, and not even the books he read had touched on it.

In Han Yu's view, acting is nothing more than a person forcing his own heart, suppressing his own nature, and then creating a false personality that he needs, so that he can interpret others, so as to confuse the real with the fake.

And this is precisely the most difficult place for Han Yu.

Han Yu had never lied before, or rather, he had no one to lie to him, and he never forced himself to do anything, for him life was already like that, why not make himself happy?

So Han Yu was still very uncomfortable at the beginning when he pretended to be Jin Zhiyu before, of course, he was nothing after that, after all, there is still an essential difference between this and lying, in various senses, Han Yu is now Jin Zhiyu himself.

However, the situation is different now, Han Yu has to force himself to pretend to be another character who is likely to be fictional, and then "deceive" one or more specific people.

Han Yu doesn't know if those actors were as awkward as Han Yu himself was when he started filming, but Han Yu was sure that if he was asked to act now, he would be an actor with very lame acting skills.

Therefore, Han Yu must find a way to at least cope with tomorrow's interview.

Practicing acting skills temporarily will definitely not work, not to mention that Han Yu thinks he doesn't have that talent, and he doesn't have a model if he wants to practice.

So, after thinking for a while, Han Yu began to set his eyes on the female screenwriter who took the initiative to find him.

Although Han Yu has never been exposed to this kind of thing, he can guess that generally speaking, when someone is invited to play a specific role, either the person has an extraordinary appearance, or there is a certain trait in the person that matches the role.

Han Yu couldn't be sure which kind of female screenwriter was looking for him, maybe both, maybe neither. If it is the first type, then he will be relaxed, and it will be good to go to that station tomorrow, but it may also be the second type, the key is that Han Yu has to confirm the state of Jin Zhiyu on the plane that day.

After recalling a little, Han Yu remembered that he should have been wearing a suit when he was at the scene of the car accident before, but he couldn't remember the specific details, and the suit alone should not be the point at all.

What role do they want me to play?

Unconsciously putting down the chopsticks, Han Yu frowned slightly, sat on the chair and thought to himself......

……

The next day.

Han Yu got up early in the morning, in fact, he didn't sleep much last night, after all, it was about his eating, but he didn't think of any effective way in the end, so he could only go and see it first, and take one step at a time.

Today's climate is still very cold, the morning sun is not bright, walking on the streets of Seoul, Han Yu put his hands in his pockets, while looking at the buildings on both sides, the various decorations on the street, and the pedestrians coming and going.

Yesterday, because he was in too much of a hurry, he didn't have time to stop his gaze for a moment, but now Han Yu was observing the city with great interest.

He hadn't been out of the house for five or six years, the city had begun to become strange to him, and he hadn't felt the excitement of being in a crowd for a long time.

The impression of the city of Seoul on him is quite novel, and there is a very relaxed feeling in it, which is obviously due to Han Yu's own psychological effect, but he doesn't care, anyway, Han Yu is very happy when he re-enters the city and re-enters the life of a normal person.

MBC TV station is not difficult to find, Han Yu checked it yesterday, MBC is "Korea Culture Broadcasting Company", one of the three major wireless TV stations in South Korea, known as the "Korean drama kingdom", it can be said that the name is terrifying, Han Yu himself does not understand why the TV series of such a TV station should find someone who has never acted before, even if it is just a supporting role.

Anyway, when Han Yu got to know a little bit about MBC, the pressure in his heart became more and more intense.

Of course, he won't show it, no one knows how much pressure Han Yu had before, because he never showed it to anyone, not even when he was alone.

For Han Yu, releasing pressure is a very unnecessary thing, pressure is motivation, and there must always be a tight string in his heart to run his brain at high speed. And in his opinion, who knows if the pressure is meaningless or not, he has not really faced it.

"Sir!"

As soon as Han Yu walked into the hall on the first floor of MBC TV, a very exciting-sounding voice came over not far away, and it also attracted the attention of many people.

Han Yu turned his head to see a short-haired woman standing in the chat corner in the corner of the hall with her head down, apparently realizing her gaffe immediately.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but pick, and Han Yu stepped forward.

After getting closer, Han Yu saw the whole picture of this female screenwriter clearly.

He looks like he is in his forties, with short hair, a round face, and small eyes, not pretty, but the whole person looks like he has a sense of affinity.

"Hello, second meeting, my name is Zhen Xiuwan. ”

Seeing Han Yu approaching, the woman immediately extended a hand to him in a friendly manner.

"Hello, my name is Han Yu. ”

Han Yu smiled, stretched out his hand and shook Zhen Xiuwan's hand gently.

When she saw Han Yu's smile, Zhen Xiuwan's face immediately flashed with excitement, "That's it! Sure enough, Han Yu, you are the best candidate for Omega!"

“Omega？”

Han Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, that's the character you're going to play. ”

"Foreigners?"

"No, it's a title. ”

Zhen Xiuwan blinked and sold a pass.

Han Yu nodded thoughtfully, looked at Zhen Xiuwan, and didn't ask anything more.

"Okay, I'll take you to the interview place. ”

Han Yu nodded again and followed behind Zhen Xiuwan.

Zhen Xiuwan obviously doesn't have the habit of talking nonsense, just a little greeting and straight to the point, which is also exactly what Han Yu wants, anyway, delaying for a while won't change anything, and it can save some time if it's over quickly.

……

I have to say that MBC TV is really big, the two of them came all the way, and after going upstairs, they crutches, and the first time people are really easy to be dizzy.

"Okay, this is where the interview will be, the two directors are inside, let's go inside. ”

Finally, Zhen Xiuwan stopped in front of a door, then pointed to the door, and said to Han Yu with a little smile on her face.

"Are we no one else?"

Han Yu looked around in some surprise.

"No," Zhen Xiuwan shook her head, "I got such an interview just for you today." ”

Hearing Zhen Xiuwan say this, Han Yu looked at the closed door, and his heart was still a little nervous.

When you open this door, what will greet you behind the door?