Wang Mingzhi walked into the classical and elegant audition room, the camera was there, and a group of people gathered around.

"Hello everyone!" he crossed his hands to the crowd and greeted them one by one.

The key characters are these three, director Xu Ji'an, a middle-aged man like Ang Lee, producer Wu Yayu, an intellectual middle-aged woman, a strong woman at first glance, and casting director Huang Yi, a middle-aged woman like a teacher. are all well-known figures in the industry, the production budget of this film is more than 50 million, and the team behind the scenes is very strong.

"Feiming, we all love your legend. Wu Yayu smiled and said all the good things, and Xu Ji'an and Huang Yi also had a warm attitude.

Still, as soon as they get into the professional state of work, there is nothing to talk about, and this movie is very important to them.

After the greetings, the camera starts running, and the casting video is recorded and posted online, firstly, to promote it, and secondly, to convince fans of the character selection.

Wang Mingzhi stood in front of the camera, listening to the requirements of the casting director and posing at an angle, twisting his face around, trying the camera first.

Xu Ji'an looked at the image in the monitor and nodded approvingly. Huang Yi and Wu Yayu are also very satisfied, their posture is very good and photogenic. The idle people in the back also looked at it, the eldest grandson was serious, Neve was nervous, come on!

After trying on various camera angles, I gradually came to the improvisation, the most important part.

Huang Yi said: "Please be free to interpret a scene where Li Shanfu bids farewell to Princess Chonghui, and there must be a poetry paragraph." ”

"Hmm......" Wang Mingzhi's whole body began to tense, triggering the performance talent, triggering!

He had no choice but to act on his own, using the results of his studies for a while! In his heart, Changsun Wuyu's performance just now was faintly visible, his face was full of pain, he tried to squeeze tears but couldn't squeeze them out, and he didn't have enough precise control over his eye muscles.

Xu Ji'an, Wu Yayu and others were a little stunned, they were all anxious for him, but you squeezed out tears.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, but they have just seen the performance of the eldest grandson......

"No, I can't. The eldest grandson smiled unexpectedly, but in this case, it was not competitive at all.

Neve could also see that Feiming was really ...... Crappy ......

"Wang Langjun, do you need someone to play against you?" Huang Yi couldn't help asking, this is not the way to go on.

What are you kidding! Wang Mingzhi was so anxious that he was about to explode, the first time he auditioned, he couldn't pull it down like this!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he suddenly remembered something, Ouyang Xiuda!

["Zhu Wengong's Quotations" praises the poem "Tang Chonghui's Princess Hand Marks" (Ouyang Xiu) The neck couplet: "In poetry, first-class poetry; "Do you agree with such a reputation......?

The meaning of the hand mark is that in the legend, when the princess got married and returned to the city, she passed through the Yin Di Pass of Hedong Road, and held the stone wall with the palm of her hand, leaving a hand mark.

Just as everyone was embarrassed to look at Wang Mingzhi's overwhelmed appearance, he suddenly burst out laughing, and the audience was shocked!

"Hahaha!" Wang Mingzhi gradually laughed from loud laughter to sad laughter, "How to be an actor", the opposite! Who said that you have to squeeze tears, look at the performance at the next Oscar-level.

Xu Ji'an and Huang Yi glanced at each other, Wang Langjun is still quite talented in acting.

Wang Mingzhi seemed to be smiling but not laughing, like crying instead of crying, raised his head, opened the master-level recitation, and opened his mouth to recite poetry.

Whether it is Xu Ji'an, Wu Yayu, Agent Lu, or the eldest grandson Wuyu and Neve, everyone is full of thought that they are going to hear Li Shanfu's "Handwriting of Princess Chonghui of Yin Di Guan", and "one fiber trace will not be accepted"......

"The birds in my hometown are still chirping, not to mention the sorrow. Wang Mingzhi groaned leisurely.

Hey!! in the audition room, all the faces suddenly changed color! Xu Ji'an was stunned, and the eldest grandson stared, this poem ???

The birds that are about to leave their hometown are still chirping and singing, but the girl has left her family and land in the desolation, and married far away. The bleak scene and reluctant tearful face seemed to be right in front of everyone's eyes, and "The Original Scenery of Hometown" sounded again......

"Qingzuka buries the soul and doesn't know if it will return, who will leave the green cliff ruins?" Wang Mingzhi continued to read, thinking of those poor and friendly women in ancient times, he couldn't help but be emotional, and naturally his eyes were filled with tears.

The sound of everyone taking deep breaths sounded one after another, and the eyes of Wu Yayu, Huang Yi and others welled up with tears, and their hearts were broken, all because of two words.

Bury the soul!

What sadness, what extraordinary imagination and feelings!

Why did Princess Chonghui leave a hand mark? That's the way home to be recognized. But who is she for? for herself? No. When she took the step of leaving Tang Tu, she was just a walking corpse, and her soul was still hovering over the green cliff in the Netherworld.

It was not the place where her bones were buried, but it was the place where her soul was buried.

This sentence is also reversely using Du Fu Yong Wang Zhaojun's "Huanpei Empty Return to the Night Moon Soul" of the soul. Aren't the souls of these women who have been out of the country have long been buried in the land, and have long been wandering lonely and miserable night after night?

"Woo......" Neve couldn't help crying, and immediately covered her mouth, her understanding of Princess Chonghui rose a few levels.

Don't return to the soul, bury the soul! The eldest grandson Wuyu muttered, this is really amazing.

Just when everyone thought that this poem could only be so good, Wang Mingzhi said indignantly: "Yuyan has been tired since ancient times, and who eats meat is the country's strategy." ”

Xu Ji'an and them, the eldest grandson Wuyu, they were all shocked!

Since ancient and modern times, there have been a few high-ranking officials and people who have really planned for the country and the people? How many beautiful women have been subjected to the bad luck of wanting to marry because of their beauty? Their husbands are incompetent, but they want their women to suffer and steal their lives for their pleasures, but they want the country to be humiliated! They want the people to be disgraced!

Shameful, disgusting!

"Alas. Wang Mingzhi sighed, and his mood gradually changed from sadness and anger to helplessness, "The road has been empty and sighing, and the rock flowers and wild grasses have been since spring and autumn." ”

When he looked forward, what he saw seemed to be a desolate green cliff and a lonely soul with self-pity. The desolation here will continue like this, spring after spring, autumn after autumn. The Qin people did not have time to mourn themselves, and the descendants mourned them, and the descendants mourned without learning from them, and the descendants also mourned the descendants.

As soon as the poem was recited, the audition room suddenly burst into excited shouts: "Okay!!", "Happy!", "Happy!", "Sharp!"

Many of them burst into tears, and a poem made people's hearts fluctuate as if they had experienced a storm, from pity, sorrow, indignation, joy, helplessness, and sorrow. Just as a storm brews, comes, and gradually calms down.

First-class poetry! First-class discussion!

"Okay, good ......" Eldest Sun Wuyu pursed his lips and held back tears, clapping his palms.

Neve sighed again and again, but the emotions in her heart could not be calmed.

Xu Ji'an and Wu Yayu looked at Wang Mingzhi again, and felt that they really saw Li Shanfu! It was too similar, so wonderful.

"Please instantly interpret the scene when you are in love with Princess Chonghui. Casting director Huang Yi said again, full of expectations.

God, God!? Wang Mingzhi over there almost fell, just crying bitterly, his emotions haven't been withdrawn, how can he show his love? Are you crying to me......

However, Wang Mingzhi could only continue to act hard, grinning first!

The crowd was really excited and gradually receded, and once again became helpless, and the peerless poetry couldn't save his performance......