She paused, her eyes narrowed, and she felt that things were not simple.

"Courage, of course it was given by Liang Jingru." She shrugged her shoulders, not caring about Director Wu's sarcasm, she just wanted to go home and lie down quickly.

This sentence caused the audience to laugh, and Xia Ko was about to leave, but was stopped by the assistant director just now.

"And I've heard that you still have mental illness? I think that's right, and only mentally unhealthy people can say that your unorthodox answer just now. ”

"Artists with hidden mental dangers, we definitely can't use them. If we go crazy on the set one day and cut people down, we won't gain more than we lose. And your reputation is so stinky, I suggest you quit the circle for the time being, and go to a psychiatric hospital to treat your brain. Director Wu cocked Erlang's legs, and his attitude gradually became arrogant.

As soon as these words came out, the audience sighed and talked about it.

The teachers on the judges' bench also cast disdainful glances.

Xia Ko knew that the time had come for him to carry the black cauldron for the original body.

Since she has to inherit so many black cauldrons, and she has to be ridiculed as a mentally ill person, how many times is she crazy in a mentally ill vest?

She pursed her lips, put on a sweet smile, and was full of affinity, "Okay, it's good for me to treat my brain, but before that, I want Director Wu to recommend a few brain experts to me, I believe Director Wu must be familiar with it." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Director Wu's incompletely developed cerebellum should have been consulted by several experts, right? I think the brain department is still familiar with you, don't be stingy, I recommend it to me. ”

The deputy director, who was angry in public, instantly changed his face, slapped the table, and pointed at Xia Ko's nose and was about to scold, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Everyone has seen it, Xia Ko is a madman, don't hurry up and call someone out! ”

"I said your cerebellum wasn't developed at all. Judging whether an artist can play a role is not based on the level of acting skills, but on these messy gossip? With a little gossip, you spread rumors, which eye did you see that I was mentally ill? Or which eye saw me slashing someone? She spread her hands together, focusing on a broken jar and being fearless, "Aren't these all from Director Wu's own immature cerebellum?" ”

Her little mouth suddenly burst into words, like a machine gun, and stunned several teachers on the judges' bench.

Wu Dao was so angry that his face turned black, and when he saw that others didn't move, he rushed to the stage and wanted to drag people down.

Just as he was about to get up, a cold male voice suddenly came from the safety exit on the side of the theater stage.

"If you really rely on the good or bad rumors of the outside world to cast, I don't think there is any need for Huanyu Group to invest in this bad show."

A low, cold male voice came from the unlit darkness on the side of the stage.

Suddenly, the noisy discussion in the theater came to an abrupt end.

Inexplicably fell into a dead silence.

In the dead silence, only the sound of a wooden object striking on the ground echoed through the vast theater, dull and ethereal, getting closer and louder.

The atmosphere was eerie.

Xia Ko stood in the center of the stage and couldn't help but tilt her head to look.

I saw a long and graceful figure holding a silver snake-headed scepter slowly appear below the side.

The man was dressed in a black haute couture suit, his posture was lazy, and although the light was dim, it could not hide his decadent and pale face, as well as his delicate and straight facial features like a carved version.

Even if his face was weak, his appearance was still beautiful and aggressive, like a mandala flower blooming in hell, decadent and bewitching.

and the pair of ghostly fox eyes that finally met him, Xia Ko recognized the person's identity at once.

He nodded gentlemanly to himself, much to her surprise.

When the judges saw the visit, they were so frightened that they stood up one after another.

The assistant director's face, which was originally so angry that he blackened, immediately squeezed out a smile, which became even more ugly, "Mr. Shang, why are you here in person?" ”

Shang Qi didn't answer him, staggered the body that greeted him, walked to the back of the audience step by step with a cane and sat down.

"There is a place reserved for you in front, you see ......"

"I'm still saying that, if your production team casts at this level, I will contact the company to withdraw the investment." He raised his eyes coldly, and the corners of his lips twitched with a faint smile, "You also pack up your things and get out." ”

Director Wu was instantly frightened into a cold sweat by these few bland words.

"Yes, we will definitely think carefully about casting! Naturally, the professional level of the artists should be put in the first standard! ”

He slouched back into the sofa chair and returned his gaze to the stage.

The second half was carried out in an orderly manner with the arrival of Shang Qi, and the whole atmosphere was a hundred times more serious than before.

Xia Ko's audition ended, and she wanted to go home directly, but was stopped.

"Miss Xia, Mr. Shang wants to see you." The person who came was Uncle Wang, an old driver who had been used by Shang Qi for more than ten years.

Xia Qiao guessed that Shang Qi would invite her to meet, and under the leadership of Lao Wang, she came to the audience at the back of the theater.

The lights around her were dim, and she looked in the direction that Lao Wang was pointing, his whole body sunk in the chair, and the shadow hung over half of his handsome face, and she could only vaguely see the bleak smile hanging from the corner of his lips.

"Come and sit." His terrifying fox eyes looked over and patted the empty seat beside him.

Somehow, Xia Ko was inexplicably inexplicably cowardly when he saw him, reined in his appearance of selling swords just now, turned into a good baby and sat beside him, and whispered: "Crab crab ......"

In front of the villain, you have to coax it!

"Outside of me." He slowly stretched out his hand, and his hand that was like a plum bone looked even more slender and white in the dimness, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still haven't changed." ”

She subconsciously ducked back, letting his hand miss, and paused in mid-air for nearly a second before retracting it.

Then I heard a very low, very low chuckle.

"I'm sorry, I thought you remembered me." His tone was mixed with a little weak disappointment, and his warm and magnetic voice trembled slightly.

"I'm ......" she looked up at the colorful smile in his eyes that was broken like a galaxy, and hesitated in her heart.

In the original book, Shang Qi is a childhood friend who has been completely forgotten by the original body.

The original body and Shang Qi were in an orphanage when they were children, and Shang Qi at that time was often bullied by other children in the orphanage because he was thin and timid, and it was the original body that often protected him.

At that time, he didn't have that name, and the original body gave him a nickname, which only the two of them knew.

Later, he was adopted by a wealthy family one step ahead of the original body, and the two have never been in contact again.

And everyone doesn't know that the time spent with the original body in the orphanage is the only warm memory left in Shang Qi's life so far.

The merchant remembered that his P blood, which was as precious and rare as his own son, and adopted him, and then he began the darkest moment of his life.