Layers of light veils swayed with the sound of the piano, and the five girls in the center of the room had graceful figures and beautiful faces, and each of their movements was of the same magnitude and uniformity, and the delicate makeup made people unable to take their eyes off.

But at this time, except for the dancing girl in the room, everyone else in the room had their heads down. This atmosphere makes the room still oppressive even if there is excellent singing and dancing.

"All stand down..."

A man in the front seat of the room sighed, and his voice came from his mouth. The voice was languid, and there was a hint of exhaustion in it. After receiving the order, a minion who had been bowing his head beside him immediately beckoned the accompaniment and dance to retreat, and only returned to the side of the main seat after everyone had left.

On the right seat sat a slender man, in his early twenties, with long black hair hanging down naturally and shining slightly in the light. The bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are thin and lightly pursed. The man's skin was a sickly pale, he supported his face with his arms, his eyes were lightly closed as if drowsy at the moment, and the fine silk was half-open and attached to his body, and he fell with his breathing.

The minion only glanced at it and lowered his head again, but the image had clearly irritated him, and his ears were already completely red.

"You go down too..."

"Yes"

Waiting for everyone to retreat, the people on the couch slowly opened their eyes.

Unlike his hair color, the man's eyes are dark gray. There was still a little sleepiness in his eyes, and he looked very pleasing to the eye with his long hanging hair. But if someone was pulled at random in this capital to see him, he would be frightened and pale without exception.

Today, the emperor's health is getting weaker and weaker, but he has not established a prince for a long time, and the princes who have become adults during this period are very cautious, and they do things everywhere, but the second prince Shen Ronghua is the opposite. The second prince is moody, and he usually doesn't do business, he just likes to drink and have fun. The second prince has had a lot of beauties around him, but he has never been given an identity, and it is rumored that the second prince is the most outstanding of all the princes. At the same time, it is also the least likely to inherit the throne.

Shen Ronghua got up and stepped on the mink mat barefoot, which made his complexion even fairer against the background of the brown mink. But when he opened his eyes, Leng Ling was terrifying. The knee-sharp hand took the wine glass from the seat and drank it alone.

"Click!"

Director Yu frowned and looked at the audition that had ended, she remembered her feeling of being amazed after seeing Wei Chen just try on makeup, and suddenly understood where the deep uneasiness came from...

Wei Chen is really good-looking, although his second prince is still a little young in all aspects, but he feels very good. But Yu Lijun hesitated fiercely... Because Wei Chen's second prince is only a supporting role, although outstanding appearance is the initial condition, but Wei Chen's calmness in his performance is a bit of a show-stealing role...

Director Yu is unwilling to give up Wei Chen, a good seedling, she believes that just sending the makeup picture of Wei Chen's second prince is enough to give the show a gimmick... But she also didn't want to change the script that had been set early, which made Director Yu in a dilemma for a while.

Fan Lan saw Wei Chen come out of the real studio, he followed the example of the slave just now, lowered his head and went over to help him hold up the long wig, but he couldn't take out the paper towel he had prepared early in the morning...

Although the weather has already entered autumn, there are still many people in the real studio, and the second prince's costume is wrapped in many layers inside and out, and Wei Chen's head is already covered with fine sweat. Wei Chen saw the tissue in his hand when Fan Lan walked over, Fan Lan had been lowering his head and not daring to look at him since he came out of his makeup, and even Wei Chen felt a little funny in his childish behavior.

The staff around him were all coming and going to prepare for the next audition, and occasionally one or two young girls would walk and suddenly see Wei Chen's face stunned. Wei Chen looked at Director Yu who was thinking not far away, and Fan Lan, who was holding his wig and bowing his head, and didn't know what to do next for a while.

"Fan Lan..."

This was the first time Wei Chen called Fan Lan's name, and the latter subconsciously looked up.

"Do you think I'm good-looking?"

Fan Lan, who raised his head, looked confused, he only saw Wei Chen following the yellow dimming of the studio, the corners of his mouth raised a small arc, and his mouth seemed to say something, the picture like a slow motion made Fan Lan feel in a trance, and there was something in his beautiful eyes that he felt dangerous and squirming secretly.

Fan Lan was stunned.