At this time, people were already crying one after another, and the atmosphere at the scene was even more tense, and Lin Wanwan didn't dare to continue to make trouble, and was pulled by the agent to get married.

The audition went on surprisingly quickly.

Soon the first 12 people had already come out, but there were still angry broken Chinese rants from the producers from time to time.

"They don't know what Tear is! They don't know what real grief is, they're all acting! ”

"I've said that a long time ago! These Asian faces simply can't hold up Tear's soul! ”

As everyone listened, their hearts became more and more puzzled.

Although the strength of the first dozen interviewers is not too tough, they are all from professional classes, and none of them have fought to the position of actress or big coffee with their own strength.

Whether it is physical or external, these people are fully qualified to compete for the status of Asian spokesperson.

Everyone didn't know what caused the people in the room to be so dissatisfied, and they didn't know what kind of soul Tear's producers were looking for.

The interviewer No. 13 also came out, with the same powerlessness and frustration on his face as the top 12: "What the hell do they have?" Isn't it just a luxury endorsement? Say what the soul, the style, say as if we are so superficial! I'm not going to wait! ”

Lu Zhiyan glanced at the man, didn't say much, and went in directly.

Paul, the producer in the room, had lost faith in today's audition, thinking to himself that sure enough, these people had no way to control the soul of Tear.

But the moment he saw the elegant and extraordinary Lu Zhiyan, he instantly felt that his eyes lit up, and even his attitude softened a lot.

When he wanted to expand the Tear market in Asia, and when he wanted to find an Asian spokesperson for tear in Asia, Paul felt that the spokesperson he wanted to choose must have a pair of talking eyes.

And when Paul saw Lu Zhiyan for the first time, he knew that Lu Zhiyan could do what he wanted.

"Let's start your show!" Paul was in high spirits.

Lu Zhiyan didn't say much, but walked confidently to the piano that no one had ever touched, and he was even more excited.

That's right, it's the piano! Those who just came in have a variety of talents, and there are also players who show pianos, but they are too superficial and not worthy of the noble brand soul at all.

"This song, dedicated to Tear." Lu Zhiyan's voice is light and elegant, complementing the graceful tone of the black and white keys leaping from his fingertips, and the combination is exquisite.

When she sat in front of the piano, she made people forget Lu Zhiyan as a person, but a pianist who is keen to express her soul with music.

When the last key was played, Paul and the crowd applauded.

Not only for Lu Zhiyan's superb playing skills, but also for the infinite sadness but firm strength revealed in Lu Zhiyan's expression and eyes when he played this song.

"That's you!"

This sad but elegant and calm feeling was exactly what he wanted, and Lu Zhiyan almost 100% satisfied the image he dreamed of in his mind.

"My muse." He excitedly raised his hand and motioned for his assistant to go out and inform him that today's audition was over.

But the assistant looked at the audition list in his hand, and still whispered to him in a tangled way: "Even if the idea in your heart is finalized, we still have to go through the process, after all, all the people present today are superstars......"

Paul also instantly understood, and reluctantly asked Lu Zhiyan to go out and wait for the time being. The person in his heart had already been decided, and he didn't even look at the next person who came in through the door.

Everyone watched Lu Zhiyan walk out confidently, and what came from the room was no longer an angry roar, but a different from the previous one, and the producers kept praising him.

"It seems that there is no hope." Everyone knows in their hearts, this is 99% of the time that Lu Zhiyan is the spokesperson.

But it's still necessary to go through the audition cut-off and let the people behind continue the audition.

For a while, everyone was a little aggrieved and discouraged, and wanted to leave, but they were afraid of missing this rare opportunity.

Lu Zhiyan walked up to Song Xingchen, stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder, his eyes were very friendly: "Come on, I'm very optimistic about you." ”

Song Xingchen opened his eyes at this time, ignoring the ridicule and whispers of the people next to him, and nodded at Lu Zhiyan: "I will, thank you." ”

Then he walked straight to the audition room.

Paul was still immersed in the satisfaction just now, and was stunned for a moment when he saw Song Xingchen walk in.

The dozen or so people just now were not dressed in haute couture, but in big-name sparkling and devastated gold and silver jewelry, as if they were afraid that others would not see them.

Only Song Xingchen was wearing what seemed to be the most ordinary pure white dress, but her sad and clear eyes revealed some confusion, as if she was a lost lamb who had broken into the interview room by mistake.

In the wordless gaze, Paul's heart suddenly touched a little, but he was still a little displeased: "You are dressed like this? ”

"That's my understanding of Tear." Song Xingchen nodded slightly and said hello, and even walked straight to the piano.

Paul was displeased: "Tear is a noble representation, an elegant soul, the ultimate expression of joy and sorrow, and you are insulting us in such a rash manner." ”

The people in the interview room didn't dare to make a sound, they didn't want to provoke this hot-tempered designer with high eyes, and the organizer kept making eye changes to Song Xingchen and signaling her to explain quickly.

But Song Xingchen not only did not appease, but added fuel to the fire: "Your interpretation of Tear is no different from the public, this is not the Tear in my eyes." ”

The organizer looked at Paul Tieqing's face and was almost angry: "You don't need an interview, go out." ”

Song Xingchen stood still: "Mr. Paul, the brand of Tear has been around for a hundred years, do you still remember the original intention of your predecessors to create Tear?" ”

The organizer gritted his teeth: "Get out, talk nonsense." ”

Paul glanced at her: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, but I don't agree with your statement, I just want you to lose the heart." ”

"Thank you." Ignoring the surprised eyes of the others, Song Xingchen sat down elegantly.

With a movement of the fingertips, the sound of the piano flowed out like a clear spring.

Great sorrow and joy, extremely bitter and sweet, as if experiencing a whole colorful life in just one song.

The sense of substitution is too strong, and everyone is stunned!

Paul didn't recover from her performance for half a day!

After her performance, it took a long time for everyone to react.

Paul hurriedly went up and held her hand: "Can you tell me, do you think tear means?" ”

"I think that tears are not just sadness, tears are stories, they may be stories of joy, they may be stories of sadness, but these stories are hidden in the shell, hidden in the sun, with eyes, with tears, a single sadness, can not interpret its bitter taste, real sadness, intertwined with joy, blended with life, noble and ordinary, all to the extreme, this is Tear."