Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

In Kyoto, the hot night and the scorching wind began to swept the entire ground. They were arrogant and crazy, exuding the power of the autumn tiger to the extreme.

The towering buildings are crowded with traffic and crowds of people. It should be somewhere in the extremely bustling and lively city. The shade of greenery spreads out a cool curtain, as if to isolate all the noise and heat from the outside world.

In the middle of the huge garden, an independent four-story building stands alone.

In today's rising housing prices, in Kyoto where every inch of land is expensive, to have such an independent garden building in the city, I really don't know how rich the owner here is!

The iron fence at the gate opened silently, and after a while, a pure black Maybach drove in smoothly. Walking to the gate, Steward Ji trotted over and opened the door.

A dark figure stepped out of the car.

"Master, you're back! Madam is at the cinema." Butler Ji was not referring to the cinema outside, but the ultra-luxury home cinema in the tall building behind which was purposely opened with two rooms.

Ji Ye handed the document in his hand to Steward Ji, with no expression on his stern face: "I'll take a look, you can take the document to the study first."

"Yes!"

The lights in the room were all extinguished, and only the monitor that was as large as the wall was still on.

Ji Ye opened the door and called softly, "Mom?"

The beautiful woman sitting on the sofa turned around with a smile: "Xiao Ye, come here! Help Mom choose a role together."

"I'm not interested." He said refusal, but his legs walked over honestly, Ji Ye sat down, and picked up the script on the sofa, ""Nongyin"? The novel you sealed? "

The beautiful woman nodded, with some memories in her eyes: "It's not like you stinky boy... Mom just closed the pen... Alas, your brother said that in recent years, he has bought a lot of IPs for big ancient dramas, and the income from filming them is good. .So, after grinding me for a year, I took away the copyright of "Nongyin"."

Ji Ye put his hands folded on his knees and his back was straight. It was supposed to be an extremely comfortable sofa, but he sat meticulously. The beautiful woman couldn't take it anymore: "This is not an office."

Ji Ye didn't reply, a pair of secluded eyes glanced at the screen, and coldly spit out two words: "boring."

Of course, Ms. Feng Lan, who was familiar with her son, knew that Ji Ye was not talking about herself, but was commenting on the audition clips on the screen, so she shook her head: "The short one is taller, there are definitely not many good ones."

You must know that "Nongyin", but she only wrote half of the cover work, and now it is handed over to the "king" of the entertainment industry, Dijing Media, to operate the IP. How could there be a lack of resources? There are so many beauties in the circle, and with the strength of God Jing, how can there be a lack of stars to compete for the role? The female protagonists of the audition are all girls who are not from the majors. How good are their acting skills? All this is just a gimmick, used to show off the bright pearl of the Lu family.

Feng Lan has seen Lu Xinran, and she looks really amazing, which fits the character of the country and the city, but the acting skills...

Ji Ye said calmly: "Ozawa said that the heroine had decided on Lu Xinran."

Feng Lan rubbed his temples: "If there is no better choice, Lu Xinran is not bad. Anyway, they bring their own funds to join the group, and their faces are good-looking enough, as long as they don't play in the direction of White Lotus, "Nongyin" this The script was enough to keep her on fire for a while."

Ji Ye's starry eyes shone brightly, and it was cool and thought provoking: "Director Qin proposed an audition, and you agreed." He smiled and ruthlessly exposed his mother, "So in fact, you still have hope. "

The affirmative tone made Feng Lan want to beat him.

"Stinky boy..."

Aunt Zhang, who was facing the notebook, looked up: "Madam, the clips selected by Liu Daohai are finished."

Feng Lan hummed: "Look at the others."

Aunt Zhang skillfully paused in front of the computer, and suddenly said, "Director Qin's audition has also been sent. It's strange, why is there only one clip?"

Feng Lan felt normal: "He has always been strict, it would be nice to have a clip."

Sister-in-law Zhang opened the attachment, and the dark scene was instantly projected on the huge screen.

There are so many people in the audition, and the directors will not be idle to find things for Dijing to do. Those who can be passed on to Feng Lan are naturally selected carefully. In order to satisfy Dijing, or to get some good seedlings into Dijing's eyes, the directors almost only selected the parts they played! There are close-up lighting, infinite magnification of the actor's beautiful face, and a plot from multiple angles, but such as Director Qin's direct throwing of the vision, it still starts when the girl enters the door, and it is estimated that the whole circle will be the same. He is alone.

The girl came over rather recklessly, with a face that was so good to see. Even if he has seen so many beauties in the entertainment industry, Feng Lan has to admit that this one is eye-catching enough!

"My name is Bai Qi, and today I'm here to audition for Ugly Slave."

The voice is cool and very attractive! Feng Lan sat up straight and stared at the screen with some interest.

Director Qin's camera has always been fixed on the rostrum, and there is no close-up close-up. If it was someone else, the immersion brought by the performance would not be strong! But Bai Qi on the screen, from the moment she half-squatted, the strong emotion rose silently, instantly driving Feng Lan's emotions.

When the difficult movement she leaned against in the air came out, Ji Ye, who had no expression, suddenly frowned.

She had sadness in her heart, and hatred in her eyes. The tears that were shining like a galaxy would not fall, and she suddenly stood up and walked away. Feng Lan stood up almost at the same time and wanted to speak to keep her.

The person on the screen turned back suddenly and said, "My performance is over."

The room was silent.

Aunt Zhang was stunned: "This... it's over?" She hurriedly lowered her head and shook the mouse to make sure that the video had finished playing. "Uh, ma'am, it's over."

Feng Lan's hands were shaking with excitement: "Okay! This girl really has potential! Sister Zhang, contact Director Qin and say that the heroine has been chosen!" After saying that, she turned her head happily, "Xiao Ye..." But I don't know when Ji Ye left.

She simply didn't pay attention to this, and immediately left her son behind, instructing: "Forget it, Mrs. Zhang, call Director Qin! I want to meet this girl in person."

"Don't get excited, ma'am, don't get excited!"

At this moment, in a room on the second floor, Ji Ye, who was supposed to be by Feng Lan's side, did not know when to return to the room.

The windows were half open, and the wind from the balcony slowly blew into the house.

At the desk, he held a painting in his tense hands.

I don't know how many years ago, the paper is a little yellow, and there is only a **** it: she is half-kneeling, leaning forward, and her posture is exactly the same as Bai Qi just now.