Hearing the sound of the door closing, Chu Xiaole slipped out of the bedroom and climbed back onto the sofa.

He picked up the script, glanced at the words on the paper with small eyes, and wrinkled his face into a ball with a broken head, "These words know me, I don't know them, how can I understand them?" ”

After he was signed by the crew of "Harem Raiders", the assistant director handed him a copy of internal confidential information and asked him to hand it over to his agent.

It means to let his agent read the content of the script, and then pair the scenes he wants to play, sort them out, and when he is filmed, he can also save a lot of time.

But he doesn't have an agent at all, and he can't understand the script, how can he do it?

I'm dying of him!

was depressed, and he suddenly remembered that when he went to audition, Han Xize had given him a business card.

Chu Xiaole immediately jumped off the sofa and flipped out the business card from his small backpack.

He checked the number on his business card and typed it into his phone, one by one.

Clicking the dial button, he couldn't help but look forward to it, Uncle Shuai would definitely be surprised and surprised when he received his call.

When Li Siyan's phone rang, he had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

He stopped beside the bed, scanned the unfamiliar number on the phone screen, and hesitated for two or three seconds before answering.

"Uncle Handsome! Good evening! In the earpiece, there was a soft and crisp children's voice.

Uncle Handsome?

Li Siyan frowned, and replied lightly, "Little ghost, you made the wrong call, I'm not your uncle." ”

"Typing a mistake? Impossible! On the other end of the phone, Chu Xiaole pinched the gilded business card and reported the numbers printed on it to him, "This is your mobile phone number, right?" ”

He only knew the ten numbers from 0 to 9 and couldn't read the other information on the business card.

Li Siyan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "How do you know my number?" ”

"Uncle Shuai, you said that I can find you if I have difficulties!"

"You have recognized the wrong person, if you have difficulties, I suggest you find a police uncle." Li Siyan didn't have time to talk nonsense with a little ghost, and was about to pinch the phone as he spoke.

"Don't hang up! I'm really having a hard time right now! If you don't help me, I won't be able to find a second person in the world who can help me! Uncle Shuai, the Buddha said, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, you save my life! Please! ”

The little guy snorted deliberately, and his tone was aggrieved and pitiful.

"Tell me, what difficulties are you encountering?" Li Siyan frowned, not understanding why he was soft on a little ghost he didn't know?

Chu Xiaole was happy, and said in a cheerful tone, "Uncle Shuai, it's not clear on the phone, so let's add WeChat to each other, and I'll send you the difficulties." ”

Li Siyan, "......"

Without waiting for the man to refuse, he continued to himself, "I have applied to add you, you just need to pass!" Hurry up, I'm in a hurry! ”

As soon as the phone was hung up, the man received a request to add friends.

Li Siyan looked at the requester's nickname and avatar, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The other party's nickname is the goddess of my Huanhuan, the most beautiful in the world, and the avatar is a still of Chu Yanhuan being made into an emoji by netizens.

This still is a character in a movie, in which Chu Yanhuan is dressed in a beggar's suit, freckles, buckteeth, sausage lips, and is so ugly that it is difficult to describe.

Thinking of the little ghost who was talking to him just now, he couldn't help but tug at the corners of his lips.

The age span of this woman's fans is really big enough!

Li Siyan actually doesn't play WeChat much, there are only a few friends, and he didn't plan to add this little ghost originally.

But at this moment, looking at Chu Yanhuan's ugly photo of the emoji, he almost nodded in agreement.