Back in the hotel, Jian Han changed into a beige loungewear, took the script and snuggled up on the sofa, and read it again.

The scene filmed today is very simple in the script, focusing on the dialogue between Qi Yale and Tao Qing, and Zhong Qing's part is even more than a sentence - with a light smile on his face, he sat quietly at the desk, listening to the conversation of his roommates.

With just such a sentence to describe it, she can think of stealing the spotlight with the simple action of raising a glass and dropping a glass, which is quite remarkable.

Jian Han admired it from the bottom of her heart, she took a deep breath, put the script on her lap, concentrated, and meditated on a question in her heart - what should I do if I am robbed of the scene?

According to past experience, when her attention is focused on an issue related to acting, a mysterious male voice will automatically appear to solve her doubts.

What should I do if I am robbed of the show?

What to do?

Jian Han opened her eyes suddenly, she had been silently reciting dozens of times in her heart, but the mysterious male voice still did not appear, her brows furrowed slightly, is it not specific enough?

She closed her eyes slightly, and asked in a different way - what should the protagonist do if he uses props to steal the scene?

This time, the male voice still did not appear.

Jian Han was unwilling to change the way of asking - what should I do if the protagonist who has no lines uses props to steal the scene?

The three words of what to do are like a meteorite falling into the sea, setting off waves of turmoil in her mind, shaking her brain and buzzing, but the damn male voice has completely disappeared, without the slightest meaning of drawing a knife to help when she sees injustice.

Jian Han rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, and after thinking hard, she suddenly realized a problem, perhaps, the owner of the mysterious male voice in her mind has never been robbed of the mirror!

Only in this way can we explain why the mysterious male voice has not appeared for a long time.

An actor who has never been robbed of the show.

An actor who has never lost to steal the spotlight from others.

For the first time, Jian Han was soberly aware of what a powerful actor the owner of the mysterious male voice that existed in her mind.

Jian Han couldn't help but smile bitterly, in the past, the strength of the mysterious male voice brought her undoubted benefits, but this time, it was precisely because the mysterious male voice was too strong that she encountered the first helpless problem in her acting career.

Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it at all.

Jian Han decisively closed the script and opened the laptop, tomorrow's audition is crucial, and she still has to pay attention to Mrs. Gou Jian.

reviewed Mrs. Gou Jian's life again, over and over again, until Shen Yue shouted in her ear: "It's time to eat!"

She raised her head suddenly, blinked, and asked, "Is there meat?"

Shen Yue was amused by her, leaning back and forth, and laughed intermittently: "Yes, yes!"

After the two of them finished eating, they walked around the campus for a while, eliminated their food, and returned to the room at eight o'clock, Jian Han finished washing up and got up early, she pulled the quilt up, and spit out softly in the dark: "Good night, Fang Fang." ”

Early the next morning, Jian Han got up refreshed, and had time to change into sportswear, ran around the campus, took a shower, and after eating breakfast, Fang Hui drove her to pick her up.

Seeing Fang Hui for the first time, Jian Han was stunned, on weekdays, Fang Hui usually wears trousers and shirts, the shirt buttons are unbuttoned, and the sleeves are also pulled up to the forearm, which is inevitably a little casual, but today he is wearing a black suit, and his hair is neatly combed back, and the whole person is extremely handsome, which makes people shine.

Jian Han couldn't help but joke with him: "Brother Fang, are you going to go on a blind date today?"

Fang Hui glared at her angrily, and saw that this dead girl was dressed very simply, and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not here for you, I'm going to see Director Sun Yifan today!" Look what you're wearing?! Hurry up and change it for me!"

Jian Han looked down at herself, a black striped crewneck shirt on a white background with cropped plaid pants, refreshing and clean, she shrugged her shoulders: ""Lying on Salary and Tasting Courage" is a costume drama, isn't it convenient to change costumes if it is simpler?"

Fang Hui and her stared at each other for a long time, and finally lost the battle, and their mouths turned towards Maybach next to them: "You win, get in the car." ”

After the car started, Fang Hui looked ahead and asked casually, "By the way, what do you think of Xi Shi's information?"

Jian Han subconsciously responded: "I've almost read Mrs. Goujian's information. ”

With a squeak, Fang Hui braked sharply and glared at Jian Han in disbelief: "What did you say?" Mrs. Goujian?"

Jian Han shrugged his shoulders: "I think the role that Director Sun Yifan wants me to audition for should be Mrs. Gou Jian, so I studied Mrs. Gou Jian's information." ”

Fang Hui only felt a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and he could squirt out when he opened his mouth, this stinky girl was too capable of making up her own mind!

Jian Han had to remind him: "The red light has passed, it's time to drive." ”

Fang Hui retracted his gaze and started the car again with a gloomy face, his heart was like ashes now, and he didn't want to say a word to this stinky girl.

……

As a popular actor in the rising period, in addition to filming the movie "The Wind and Snow in Those Years", Han Chen also has many announcements to catch, so if he doesn't have his role, he doesn't need to be in the crew.

For example, yesterday, he took a set of street photos for the well-known domestic fashion magazine "Mr. Trend" during the day, and appeared on satellite TV's talk show at night, and he was busy until two o'clock in the evening before going to bed.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Han Chen, who was woken up by his agent, was in a daze, and it was inevitable that he got up a little, until a towel soaked in cold water mercilessly stuck on his face, he jumped up from the quilt and scolded: "Old woman, are you menopausal again!"

Before the words fell, there was a snap, and another cold towel was accurately pasted on his face, and Han Chen gritted his teeth with hatred: "Your eldest aunt is here or not!"

Sister Ding's eyes narrowed, she raised her wrist and shook it: "Give you ten minutes to wash, don't go downstairs for ten minutes, you can walk to the set by yourself." With that, she turned around neatly, and picked up Han Chen's mobile phone and wallet when she went out.

Han Chen: "......"

Dead woman, it's going to be such a trick!

He grabbed the jeans next to the bed, a neat set of two long legs, grabbed the T-shirt, put it on his head randomly, went into the bathroom, shaved his beard with a toothbrush, and finally flushed his right hand under the faucet, pulled his hair twice with the water vapor, grabbed the coat and ran out.

WAITING FOR HIM TO GET IN THE CAR, THE APPLE MOBILE PHONE WAS THROWN BY SISTER DING FROM THE PASSENGER SEAT, AND A PARABOLA WAS PERFECTLY CROSSED IN THE AIR, AND HE SHOUTED IN A HURRY: "HEY, DO YOU PAY FOR BREAKING MY BABY!"

He leaned over to catch the mobile phone, skillfully turned it on, habitually swiped WeChat, and a piece of news immediately came into his eyes-