was mentioned by Zhao Qingyun, and Sang Ji suddenly thought of Xu Jiamu.

Sang Ji laughed self-deprecatingly: "That money is not really earned from me, what kind of rich woman is it." ”

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Zhao Qingyun didn't understand Sang Ji's past, nor did she understand Sang Ji's actual situation, so she could only pat Sang Ji's shoulder hard, forcing her to shake off the unhappiness that made her face appear at the moment.

"Aren't you hungry? Let's order takeout! As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, opened the takeaway software and handed it to Sang Ji, "You can choose what you want to eat." ”

As soon as he ordered takeout, the door of the 2011 audition room opened, and Sang Ji craned his neck to look at the first candidate who entered, and he was outstanding in appearance and in good shape, but ...... Stayed inside for less than five minutes before coming out.

"Hanging his head and mourning his face, he was scolded by the director not only because he was not selected!" Zhao Qingyun is like a melon eater, leaning against the opposite wall to comment on the unsuccessful people.

Twenty minutes passed, and half of the people in the team had already been defeated, and at this time, Zhao Qingyun's mobile phone rang, it was a call from the takeaway brother.

"Yes, the 20th floor."

As soon as I hung up the phone, before I could put the phone in my bag, the elevator had already arrived. A boy wearing a helmet and a takeaway suit walked out with a white cylindrical lunch box in his hand, Zhao Qingyun stepped forward to take the takeaway, and thanked him politely.

Sang Ji unwrapped the bag and lifted the lid of the spicy lunch box, and suddenly a burst of spicy fragrance wafted in the air, causing the competitors in front to turn back frequently.

Because of the audition, almost all of them got up early for breakfast and didn't eat again in order to maintain a well-proportioned figure and thin face, and those who were far away even left early in the morning to wait here.

Zhao Qingyun glanced at the competitors in front of her who looked at her with hatred, and bumped into Sang Ji, who was eating fragrantly, with a smile, "You are so fragrant, they want to beat you." ”

Sang Ji ignored Zhao Qingyun, poked a piece of fish tofu and stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

I have to say, this kind of stuff is really appealing.

There are more ingredients selected for Malatang and it is hot, and it takes a whole hour to finish eating, and then throw away the lunch box and come back to line up. There are only ten people left in the team, and it may be that the time for small productions is limited, so the selection of supporting roles is also very fast.

After standing for about fifteen minutes, it was finally the turn of the player in front of Kuangki.

During the audition, the door was not closed, and she peeked inside, and there were only two people sitting on the stage.

Performer No. 58 first bowed politely to the assistant director: "Hello assistant director, I am going to perform a sexy undercover agent." ”

The other party spoke a foreign language, and the directors in the room were all foreigners.

Out of politeness, Sang Ji didn't peek at her performance, and only heard some unspeakable words through the wall.

"Ahh It was such a reverie-inducing line at first, followed by the sound of a string of high heels stomping on the ground, and then "Tap, you hurt me!" ...... owner"

Before the No. 58 candidate finished performing, he was interrupted by the voice of a middle-aged man: "Okay, next one." ”

"Uh-huh." Sang Ji coughed lightly twice, turned around and walked into the audition room, and saw contestant No. 58 getting up from the ground, his hair messily arranging the tight skirt that had slipped to his waist, and hurriedly walking out with his head down.

Sang Ji was a little stunned, but he still stepped forward and introduced himself with a straight back: "Hello, I'm Sang Ji, a sophomore. ”

Kuangji's foreign language is very good, and his pronunciation is standard.