Ye Qi was really tired, he fell asleep as soon as he went back, and when he got up the next morning, his brain was still a little groggy, and he received a call saying that there was something wrong with the company, so he took care of himself and took a bottle of water and left.

Aston Guò looked at Ye Qi in the rearview mirror: "Qishao, your face is not very good, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Ah, I was a little tired yesterday." Ye Qi rubbed his temples, drank saliva, felt a faint pain in his stomach, and after reaching out and pressing it, he found that it was much better, so he didn't pay attention to it.

When he arrived at the company, Ye Qi arrived on the top floor and heard the secretary say that he would go to the rest area first, the cold back of the chair made him feel excited, and there was an old man sitting next to him, who looked at him for a long time and suddenly said, "Is the young man interested in acting?"

Ye Qi turned his head and chuckled: "Yes, uncle, are you here to pick artists?"

The leisurely and almost casual tone of conversation made the old man's eyes change, and he became interested, and gave Ye Qi a script: "How about you take a look at this script?"

Ye Qi was a little surprised by the behavior of this old man who said he would do it, lowered his head and opened it, and the two words scribbled above the first side came into view.

"Mourning...... Tide? ”

The old man snorted lightly, he knew that his handwriting was not good, but this person was inspired to write neatly and write it down as quickly as possible.

Ye Qi could affirm the subtlety of this script after reading only a few pages, and he could guess that he wrote it based on the old man's reaction just now, but ......

"Uncle, why did you come to Fengyu to select people?"

Fengyu can only be regarded as a second-rate entertainment company, and this old man doesn't look like a down-and-out director.

"Because he's too demanding." Yang Yi walked in and nodded to the old man, "Old Lin, long time no see." ”

Lin Lao snorted coldly and didn't look at him, the person who said bad things about him as soon as he came was really hateful, and turned his head to look at Ye Qi: "I said you can't act?!"

"But you haven't told me yet, who do you want me to play?"

Lin Lao hesitated, in fact, he just saw that Ye Qi looked good, and wanted to use him to attract that something, what kind of Yan control fans: "Or, let's see which one you want to play?"

"Either one?" Ye Qi asked rhetorically.

Lin Lao waved his hand and said impatiently: "What are you talking about, you choose, out of the protagonist, whichever is fine."

Ye Qi seemed to have expected him to say this, and turned to the side to summarize and pointed it to Lin Lao, with a smile on his face: "Then I want to play this."

Lin Lao glanced at it lightly and his face changed: "This ......"

"Can't you?"

Lin Lao shut up and didn't speak, Yang Yi leaned over to take a look, and said, "It's not the protagonist again, what's the matter, does Lin Lao want to regret it?"

Lin Lao glared at Yang Yi, gritted his teeth, and a strong reluctance flashed on his wrinkled face: "Okay, but the premise is that you can get Fengyu to agree to sign a contract with me."

"I'll take care of that." Yang Yi pulled up Ye Qi, who was reading the script intently, "Have you forgotten what you came to do?" ”

Ye Qi stood still, shook his dizzy head, returned the script to Lin Lao, and left with Yang Yi.

Looking for Ye Qi because the people from Z-F have already come, Ye Qi looked at the person in front of him silently, is he so idle as the chief designer stylist?

I don't know if it was because Ye Qi slapped the Peach Blossom Demon or because of Z-F's contract, the president was unexpectedly soft to Ye Qi, Ye Qi trembled at the president's meaty tone, quickly signed his name and left, Vixen followed closely behind him.

"Ye, wait!" Vixon caught up with Ye Qi and patted him on the shoulder, but before he could say anything, he saw Ye Qi shake and almost fall.

"Leaf! You ......" Vixon immediately stepped forward.

"It's fine." Ye Qi held Vixon steady, raised his head and smiled at him.

Lin Lao negotiated the contract and gave the contract to Ye Qi as promised, and Ye Qi looked through the unfinished script in the back seat of the car.

"Mourning Tide", you know that it is related to the end of the world when you hear the name.

It has been a long time since the fallacy of the end times, but similar themes have not decreased, and there are many causes of the end times, and the source of the end times in this script is a common real room study.

The protagonist Xi Shaoan took a group of younger brothers and confidantes all the way to cut through the wind and thorns, delved deeply, destroyed the source, and the final ending was naturally happy.

And what Ye Qi wants to play is the mid-term villain BOSS, He Ze.

He Ze was the test subject of the real yàn room, although the original purpose of the real yàn room was not to create a virus that destroyed the human race, but as one of the few remaining test subjects in the real yàn room, He Ze was still infected and became a zombie.

He Ze's ruthlessness and cruelty are undisguised, but some of his behaviors are surprising. For example, the reason why he and Xi Shaoan went against each other was just because the other party's confidante trampled on a small grass, and for example, the cause of his death......

He Ze is kind-hearted and ruthless, and his contradictory character is shown in the same person, which doesn't show the author's dedication to this character. It is not surprising that Lin Lao will be reluctant to hesitate.

Ye Qimo looked at He Ze's ending in the book, lowered his eyelids, and gradually closed his eyes.

Yang Yi opened the car door and saw Ye Qiyi who closed his eyes stunned, is this asleep?

Ace in the driver's seat whispered: "Qishao's face has not been very good since this morning, saying that he was tired yesterday."

"Yes."

Yang Yi softened his face, looked at Ye Qi again, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, reached out and touched Ye Qi's forehead, the coldness of one hand, and cold sweat slipped from the corner of Ye Qi's forehead.

Yang Yi's face changed, and he said to As: "Drive quickly, go to the hospital!"

The nanny car roared away.