31. Audition

This should be the first such formal audition that Su Yunshen participated, Yan Yuan took him to take the number and found a place to wait, the small corridor was full of people, but they were all not famous actors, just like Yan Yuan thought, with Shi Junye's reputation, it was not difficult to get this role.

There is one person who is the most eye-catching, if not for anything else, his face is the most beautiful gift from God, with long oblique eyebrows, his eyes should be considered apricot eyes, but in the corners of his eyes are upturned, the whole person looks extraordinarily radiant, his lips are very thin, with a jelly-like soft and moist light, if you can still imagine the best face in the world, then, you must not be able to imagine a better appearance than this person.

"This is Jiang Weixing, Jiang Kexin's brother, do you remember Jiang Kexin?" Yan Yuan whispered in Su Yunshen's ear.

Su Yunshen nodded, he naturally remembered the big beauty Jiang Kexin who picked him up from the broken hut with Yan Fang, he remembered that Jiang Kexin was a stylist, and he also helped him sort out the styling that day, I have to say that the brother and sister are both very beautiful, as if their family is particularly favored by God.

"It's been a few years since he debuted, and it's still popular, mainly because anything he plays with that face can drive the box office, but his acting skills are ......" Yan Yuan said and stopped here, but he knew what it meant by looking at his expression, "Don't worry." ”

Yan Yuan said this, but he was a little bottomless in his heart, Jiang Weixing was not good at choosing films, he tested his acting skills a little, he was determined to act badly, and he didn't admit it, relying on that face to be rampant and domineering in the entertainment industry, and there were several reports that he didn't respect his predecessors and played big names, and he also felt very sorry for his agent, but to be able to bring Jiang Weixing to fire, I can't help but say that his agent still has two brushes, this script is very important to Jiang Weixing, the actor doesn't appear much, and it doesn't test his acting skills very much, And they should also value the potential of this script.

Otherwise, Yan Yuan is not afraid, he is afraid that Shi Jun or investors will value Jiang Weixing's market driving force.

"Number 33!"

No. 33 was Su Yunshen, he nodded towards Yan Yuan and walked in.

The scene of the interview mirror is quite familiar, Su Yunshen bowed to the judges in front of him, his resume has long been placed on the judges' table, on the whole, Su Yunshen's resume is impeccable compared to other people who come to audition, he graduated from a prestigious school, has had two acting experiences, and even these two times have achieved good results, although he has been hacked once, but in the past two years, Su Yunshen has been washed and can't be whiter, he has a good relationship with Wei Yancheng, and the whole entertainment industry knows about it, as for whether it is that kind of relationship, is it very important_ (:зゝ∠)_

The pen in Shi Junye's hand tapped on the tabletop, and his voice clicked, which was easy to make people uneasy: "Just that confession." ”

There are not many shots of the male protagonist Fujiki, every Su Yunshen has studied it carefully, and the confession is that Fujiki (♂) is going to transfer schools, and on the last day, he wants to confess to Fujiki (♀) and come to her house, but he encounters her father who died, and Fujiki (♂) only leaves without saying anything.

"Please give me a minute." Su Yunshen said.

Then, he closed his eyes, and in the past three days, Su Yunshen used the description of the vine tree in the script as the skeleton, and then added the setting himself to turn the vine tree into his vine tree.

Born in a medium-sized family, his father did not come home for many years of drinking, and from time to time he was drunk and quarreled with his mother, at night, he lay on the table, and heard the quarrel between his father and mother outside the room, he curled up alone in the quilt, crying secretly, and when the sound of the quarrel outside became smaller and smaller, he wiped away his tears, and at this time, he could hear his mother come into the house to see him.

When he grew up, Fujiki was introverted and didn't like to talk much, he liked to paint quietly alone, he liked the feeling of sprinting, he was always alone, until a little girl broke into his life by accident - that little girl had the same name as him, Fujiki.

He didn't resent his classmates putting his name with her, he just didn't like the way she was made to cry by those pranks, he was upset, and there was some subtle and subtle distress buried in his heart.

He likes to be on duty in the library with her, he likes to stand by the window and read books, he can see her when he looks up, he likes to borrow a lot of books that no one else reads, and write her name and their name on the library card.

He liked him, it was just the same name at the beginning, and he didn't know why it ended.

When Su Yunshen opened his eyes, there seemed to be a change, it should be regarded as temperament, Su Yunshen was already in his twenties, but at this time he looked like a teenager. Although, the teens and twenties seem to be not much different, but they are completely different, the twenties are already social people, they begin to see the dark side of the world, to see the cruelty of competition hidden under the beautiful society, they begin to grow, or rather, begin to numb.

What about teenagers?

The young man didn't know the taste of sorrow, and he was worried about making new words. It's not that teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, it's just that their sorrow is too light and pure, they are so young and so innocent, in their eyes, the whole world is extraordinarily beautiful, and even the pranks are just out of curiosity.

And Su Yunshen gives people such a feeling now!

After the girl opened the door, Fujiki, who was about to confess, looked a little uneasy, his eyes drifted, and it was not until the girl asked a question that he took out the book he had prepared in his hand: "This book, Proust's "Reminiscences of the Watery Years", was borrowed by me before the winter vacation, but I forgot to return it, please return it to the library." ”

'Won't you return the book yourself?' ’

The boy's voice was a little anxious and helpless: "I beg you, because I can't go and pay it back." ”

'Why?' ’

"Regardless of why, please," Fujiki stuffed the book directly into the girl's arms, and only then did Fujiki see the white sign at the girl's door, "Who died?" ”

'My dad. ’

"Please mourn." At the wrong time, Fujiki still didn't say anything in the end, but the girl laughed because of his tangled face and unexpected care.

Fujiki asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?" ”

'Nothing. ’

At last Fujiki got on his bike, and he reluctantly glanced at the girl, and it was better to throw the scarf over his shoulder without saying anything, and rode away on his bicycle, which was the last time they would see each other.