Li Xinglian went upstairs and closed the door, so he called Song Yizhi.

After connecting it, Li Xinglian went straight to the point: "What about your key?" Is it still on you? ”

"Yes, I've strung it to the key since you got a talisman for it." Song Yizhi chuckled, "In this way, I will no longer be afraid of losing the key." ”

The keys will come back to him anyway.

Li Xinglian: ......

"Have any of your family seen this key?" Li Xinglian asked him.

"What's wrong?" Song Yizhi asked rhetorically.

Li Xinglian: "There may be some stories behind this key, you can ask the elders of your family." ”

Song Yizhi was silent for a moment, "Is it a good thing or a bad thing?" ”

Li Xinglian sighed.

She had seen Song Yizhi a few times and saw that he was an ordinary ordinary person.

How did you get into this kind of thing?

Song Yizhi sighed when he heard her sigh, and stopped asking, "I'll go back and ask." ”

Li Xinglian: "Don't worry, the spell on the key can protect you at least once."

If you are in danger, contact me immediately. ”

"Okay." Song Yizhi hung up the phone and seemed to think of something.

Song Yizhi picked up the key and walked into his father's room.

In the room, Song's father was sitting in a wheelchair watching TV.

Seeing Song Yizhi come in, Father Song asked coldly, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Yizhi didn't speak, but directly took out the key.

Father Song's eyes widened, "You, where did you get it from?" ”

……

After Li Xinglian used tea to calculate the bad omen, he dreamed at night and saw the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood again.

This time, she wanted to see more details.

But it was so vast that she couldn't even move.

There is only a deep sense of powerlessness.

The sun shines in.

Li Xinglian slowly opened his eyes.

It turned out that I forgot to close the curtains when I went to bed last night.

Li Xinglian sat up from the bed, his mind still groggy.

You shouldn't learn too much.

The more you know, the happier you become.

In the future of unfortunate futures, I still have to get up today to earn money.

Li Xinglian washed up and went downstairs.

Bo Beicheng has already gone to work.

She doesn't have an itinerary today, just read the script at home.

After looking at the script of the martial arts drama again, Li Xinglian felt that it was not bad, so he sent a message to Ye Shuyan:

Li Xinglian: [Is Director Ye busy? Has the heroine of your "Divine Calculation Jiang Xian" been decided? 】

Ye Shuyan quickly replied to the message: [Do you want it? 】

Li Xinglian: [I've seen the script, if the heroine hasn't been decided yet, I can go to the interview and fight for it.] (smiles)]

Ye Shuyan smiled when he saw death, and he was unhappy.

Then I remembered that I had said before that I would look for her if I had a job.

No matter what, Li Xinglian also helped Grandpa Ye solve a troublesome matter at the beginning.

Ye Shuyan: [The heroine asks to be able to play, and she cooperates with the training camp a month before joining the group, can you do it? ] 】

Li Xinglian: [Yes.] 】

Ye Shuyan sent a form file, [Fill in the above information, send it to me, and come for an interview tomorrow.] 】

Interview so soon?

Li Xinglian: [Thank you, Director Ye. (smiles)]

After receiving the form, Li Xinglian first told his agent Sister Lian about the interview.

Sister Lian: "That drama is not bad, but the audience of martial arts dramas is relatively small, are you sure you want to go?" ”

Li Xinglian: "Try it, several other dramas also have to be interviewed, right?" ”

With her current coffee position, there is no chance of picking.

Sister Lian said euphemistically: "Then try it." If you can't do it, start with a supporting role and accumulate experience. ”

The agent said this because he felt that the possibility of Li Xinglian winning this role was very small. (End of chapter)