When Luo Di and Li Jiemin arrived, there was already a handsome young artist waiting there. The artist seemed a little nervous, and the agent whispered reassurance on the side. Seeing Luo Di and the two coming, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at his agent, and they both saw worry in each other's eyes. So the artist was even more nervous.

After a while, two more people came from the direction of the elevator, one of them was wearing sunglasses, Luo Di felt a little familiar, and he didn't see it until the person approached, isn't this Yu Zixun, who had fierce competition with Suzhou and Hangzhou at the beginning.

Yu Zixun has debuted for several years, and he can almost be seen playing soy sauce in popular idol dramas, and his acting skills are not bad, but he has not played the leading role so far. In fact, Yu Zixun looks very good, his style is between fresh meat and tough guys, wheat-colored skin, shallow stubble, sharp eyebrows and eyes, a cool temperament, the appearance comes with BGM, and he will stand as a "drag" word at any station.

But because of his appearance and too distinctive personal style, the first male and second male in idol dramas generally have nothing to do with him, and now the little girls like that kind of beautiful man and cream student, and Yu Zixun's appearance is generally the sister who plays the heroine's violent brother, or the sinister and ruthless villain. In addition, it is said that he has a bad temper and has offended many people, and no one wants to praise him.

Yu Zixun walked in front of Luo Di without squinting, but the agent next to him stopped and chatted with Li Jiemin.

The door suddenly opened, and an artist who had auditioned out came out of it, and the staff informed the next one to enter. The handsome artist who came before took a deep breath and was about to go in, when Yu Zixun took off his sunglasses and went directly past him first, leaving him standing in place with a confused expression.

After less than five minutes, Yu Zixun came out, still walking towards the elevator without squinting, and he couldn't tell whether the table was good or bad, and his agent hurriedly chased after him.

Having learned his lesson, another entertainer saw Luo Di turn his head and hurried in before he could take a deep breath.

"These two should also be newcomers, and they still look nervous, and I don't know how to play." Li Jiemin whispered beside Luo Di, "Other male stars with a certain degree of popularity and strength disdain to play a male third, Yu Zixun's acting skills may not be a big problem, but the image is not suitable, and he has long been familiar with his face in front of the audience, it is said that the role of Twilight Star prefers to use new faces...... Got it? ”

Luo Di looked dazed: "Huh? ”

"I mean...... Overall, your opponents are weak. Li Xie Min squinted and said, "You take advantage of your appearance and temperament, are you embarrassed if you can't get the role like this?" ”

Nerve.

Luo Di thought so in his heart, but wisely did not say it. In fact, he also somewhat understood Li Jiemin's way of speaking, and he was not putting pressure on him when he said this, but telling him not to be nervous, the enemy was all scum.

Of course, he wasn't nervous. In fact, Luo Di never knew what nervousness was, and for him, he did his best to do everything, and even if he failed, there was no regret.

After a while, the artist who had gone in before also came out, he looked much more relaxed, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded kindly when he saw Luo Di. Luo Di also returned a bright smile, flashing the other party stunned.

Finally, Luo Di was the last to go in.

There were five people sitting inside, one of them was Jiang Dao, who handed an olive branch to Luo Di that day, in addition to a young man with glasses, two middle-aged people who looked very stylish, and a young man lying on the table with his head buried in his arm.

The cuffs of the white shirt were rolled up, just to reveal a perfectly defined forearm, the young man buried his head, the hair on the top of his head was faintly visible, and the black and silky hair was very shiny, so gently clustered, like a pile of freshly broken waves.

Luo Di was stunned.

That was Nie Xuanjing.

Even if he couldn't see half of his face, even if he couldn't say any reason, he was still very sure that it was Nie Xuanjing.

Luo Di took a breath quietly, even if there were such small waves surging uncontrollably in his heart, his face was still calm, and even in the eyes of others, he was not stunned for a moment.

Luo Di stood up and said respectfully: "Hello director, hello teachers, I am Luo Di." "Even if it's short, it doesn't feel like it's lacking in politeness.

"Okay," Director Jiang handed him a piece of paper, which was an excerpt from the scene about Twilight Star in "Demon", seeing the person he fancied, Director Jiang smiled, "You take a look at it first, and then choose a piece to perform." ”

Luo Di took it and quickly scanned it, and since he had already read the script before, he quickly read it and memorized it.

Putting aside the paper in his hand, Luo Di told the judges present that he could start. Immediately afterwards, his whole feeling was different, as if he had entered the play.

I saw that his body seemed to be uncontrollable and leaned forward slightly, a painful muffled snort overflowed from his mouth, his pupils dilated, and there was a bit of innocent dazedness in his clear eyes.

Seeing this, everyone understands that he is now performing the part where Twilight Star was killed.

His body shook slightly, his brow furrowed in pain, his Adam's apple rolled a little, and his lips unconsciously opened a slight slit, like a mouthful of blood gushing up from his chest, holding it in his mouth, and then dripping down the corner of his mouth. Perhaps regained a little by the pain, his eyes became a little clearer, his head slowly lowered a slight arc, and his eyes looked downward, looking at the tip of the sword that passed through his body.

Several judges were brought into the situation by him, and they couldn't help but hold their breath, as if they really saw a person who was pierced by a sword, and he seemed to be half of his soul drained, looking at the murder weapon that harvested his life with a blank expression.

Twilight stared at the sword that passed through his chest, his mind blank, but his gaze was almost focused. A drop of blood fell from the tip of the sword, splashing a small flower of blood on the ground. He blinked. His eyes gradually turned red, and "Twilight Star" seemed to hear a "snap" sound when the blood fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but stumble a small step due to the massive blood loss.

At this time, the other party drew the blade of the sword. His back arched as the sharp pain of the blade was drawn, his head jerked up, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. "Twilight" only felt that his soul was about to be withdrawn from his body with this great pain, leaving a broken body, which had lost its support and fell to its knees.

"Jiang Yuebai." He said the name of the murderer.

The sound is small, but it can be heard clearly.

His hands covered the wound in vain, and his fingers were stained red, but he couldn't stop the bubbling blood. He tilted his head slightly, as if struggling to listen to the stunned "how do you know it's me" question from the person behind him. He kept this motion and didn't turn around, or maybe he didn't have the strength to turn again.

"Jiang Yuebai."

"Twilight Star" called again, his voice was very soft, but he could faintly hear a few hints of rapid breath between his lips and teeth. He blinked slowly, as if to relieve the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss in front of him, and the posture of his head and neck remained unchanged, but his gaze was fixed on the ground, chasing the immaculate shoes under the layers of his coat, moving a little from the left back to the front.

The man's footsteps stopped, and his gaze stopped.

"Hmm......" Luo Di suddenly raised his head violently, his posture was very stiff, obviously someone pinched his jaw and lifted it hard.

It was about the blood in his mouth that flowed back into his trachea, and he coughed violently a few times, inhaled shallowly, and caused a sharp pain in his chest, but he no longer had the strength to frown. He tilted his head, and the focus of his gaze was on the void above him, where was the face of "Jiang Yuebai".

At this time, the man should be staring at him with probing or mocking eyes, and the "twilight star" raised his eyes to look at the other party, and his eyes were like a sea of billions of stars, pure, empty, quiet and inclusive.

He looked at each other with such eyes, as if he knew nothing, and as if he knew everything.

"Jiang Yuebai," the corners of his mouth pulled up a little arc with difficulty, like a mocking posture, and like a sigh, "You used to be the people of the world, and now, who can save you?" ”

As soon as his voice was soft, his eyelids trembled and drooped, and hundreds of millions of points of light dimmed at the same time, the galaxy went out, and the night was silent.

There was no questioning or resentment towards the murderer, and there was no time to even lament his young life, Twilight's last sentence was like this.

Thou hast blessed the world, but who can come and save thee?

The words were said very lightly, and the last few words were like light smoke in the wind, spreading out in a curling manner, and no trace could be captured.

What kind of heart did he have in mind when he said this? Doubt? Worry? Taunt? Or is it self-righteous compassion? But those who hear this will no longer find the answer.

Not as dead as the other people who died, Twilight Star's eyelashes drooped tiredly, his body fell straight down, his expression was serene, and it even made people feel that there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The judges were still immersed in the melancholy of Twilightstar's death, and Luo Di had already straightened her upper body, which had just fallen slightly, and stood up naturally. He was so engaged in his performance that he didn't pay attention to the others, only to find that Nie Xuanjing raised his head at some point, and a pair of eyes were staring at him for a moment.

Luo Di subconsciously showed a bright smile at him.

"Bang!" Nie Xuan got up suddenly, and with a muffled sound of the chair.

Nie Xuanjing's appearance was a little strange, his movements were eager and messy, and he almost tripped over the leg of the chair, but his eyes were firmly locked on the Luo Di and refused to move half a minute.

Jiang Zhizhou and the other judges were confused by him as soon as they came back to their senses, staring at him with their eyes in unison, to see what kind of fame he was doing.

Nie Xuanjing didn't seem to see anyone else at this time, walked in front of Luo Di in a few steps, stopped after a step away, as if he was timid, his steps were a little hesitant, he divided into two steps one step, and slowly moved to a very close position in front of him.

Luo Di's back was a little stiff, standing motionless, he looked at Nie Xuanjing getting closer and closer to him, and felt as if he understood what it was like to be nervous, and couldn't help but secretly clench his fists.

Nie Xuanjing didn't know how long he was lying on his stomach, his cheeks were printed with shallow creases of clothes, and his expression was a little strange, as if he was very excited, and he looked a little lost. He stared at Luo Di, his gaze was a little ethereal, as if he was staring at someone else through him, and the love in his eyes was complex that Luo Di could not read.

Luo Di looked at Nie Xuanjing nervously, and found that the corners of his eyes were actually slightly red, and his eyes were bright and hazy, as if they were covered with a thin layer of water.

Nie Xuanjing raised his hand and paused on the side of his Luo flute, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it, and finally trembling and touching his cheek, his thumb rubbing lightly, as if to confirm whether the person in front of him was real.

Luo Di didn't know what the situation was, but the temperature of Nie Xuanjing's fingers on his face made him a little at a loss, his face turned red, and he felt that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he looked at Nie Xuanjing at a loss.

Then he looked at each other in a daze, and a big tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

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