When she heard the word "port city", the first thing that came to Yan Qiang's mind was not Huang Qinying and Huang Yuan, but the unbearably annoying Rong Xi.
She had just passed through the endorsement trap of "Rong Shi Xi", and now a Hong Kong man suddenly appeared next to her. No matter how generous Yan Qiang was, she felt a little wary now.
"Port City?"
Yan Qiang looked at Ouyang Ling, who was squatting in front with an innocent look on her face, "What a coincidence, I just came back from Hong Kong City a few days ago."
Ouyang Ling immediately became excited.
"Universal Joy City is open, right?"
She looked at Yan Qiang with sparkling eyes and said, "I know, I was there that day, you are so beautiful!"
There were indeed a lot of people at the opening that day.
Yan Qiang was wary of Yu Rongxi at the time, so she left the scene after the opening ceremony. She didn't know Ouyang Ling at that time, so she naturally didn't pay attention.
"Really?"
Yan Qiang was actually a little surprised.
Hong Kong City is different from Jinghai. The day before the opening, Huang Qinying invited many friends to play in Universal Happy City.
She has many friends, and they all go to Hong Kong City.
The Ouyang Ling in front of her seemed to have an unusual background. If she was really from Hong Kong City, the probability that she and Huang Qinying didn't know each other should be very low.
Therefore, either the two really don't know each other.
Or, the two of them are not getting along well.
"Yes, I was..."
Ouyang Ling was really excited. She wanted to talk endlessly, but the staff on site had rearranged the conference room and notified all the auditioning actors to go in and take their seats to prepare for the audition. She could only give up in frustration.
Everyone walked towards the conference room.
Because only the auditioned actors could go in, Liang Xun and Daodao had to wait for her outside.
Yan Qiang whispered a few words to the two of them before entering.
Daodao was waiting at the door.
Liang Xun glanced at Lin Nan, who had a dark face. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked out.
The conference room is large.
The audition actors sat in the front and back rows.
Han Song didn't even say a polite word. He directly selected Ruan Yin as the first person to audition and chose one of the excerpts for her.
"Try this."
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ruan Yin.
Ruan Yin's face stiffened slightly.
In full view of everyone, and being ordered by Director Han again, she had to stand up.
Private auditions and public auditions are completely different feelings.
As the first one, she was even more stressed.
Moreover, she just said outside that she was well prepared and confident to win this role.
If you don't perform well, you will be laughed at!
Ruan Yin took a deep breath and walked over.
After seeing the performance clip, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief - the clip given by Director Han showed the loss of control as "Wang Ying" and the loss of mental control when she suddenly learned that her child was gone.
This is a good show!
After Ruan Yin gathered her emotions, she bowed to the director and judges: "I'm ready."
Han Song had no expression. He only raised his chin slightly and said, "Let's get started."
Ruan Yin took a chair from the side and came over.
Sitting on the chair, after a few seconds, her eyes suddenly turned red.
She stood up suddenly, pretending that there was a table in front of her, stretched out her hands and began to brush everything on the table to the floor without any physical performance. Her movements were irregular, as if she was venting her inner dissatisfaction and pain.
Until all the things were smashed by her, she stood there with her arms hanging down, constantly struggling on the edge of crying or not crying, then fell down on the chair, buried her head in her lap, and burst into tears.
The conference room was quiet except for the sound of her choking and crying.
After a few seconds, she raised her head and stood up, bowing again to Han Song and the judges: "I'm done."
Some judges applauded.
Ruan Yin breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him with a smile.
But Han Song didn't say anything, he just looked at her with a look and scrutiny in his eyes.
Ruan Yin was nervous, and Han Song said, "Okay, next one."
Han Song started ordering by name.
Ruan Yin turned around and walked to her seat. Thinking of the applause just now, she couldn't help but look at Yan Qiang. With her back to the judges' seat, her eyes were slightly provocative.
Yan Qiang ignored her directly.
Like a punch on cotton, Ruan Yin felt a little frustrated, but when she thought of her performance just now, her frustration disappeared.
This was something she had prepared before.
Referring to the image of the character "Wang Ying", when playing this part, I also added emotional layers and some little tricks into it.
The first one is as good as the first one.
At least if someone gets this part later, they won't be able to perform like her. Unless they perform better than her, they won't be the first to impress the judges and the director!
Ruan Yin was very satisfied.
So she was waiting to see what Yan Qiang would perform.
Soon, two hours passed.
Yan Qiang came a little late, so she was very far in the queue. When it was her turn, Han Song didn't even let her smoke. Instead, he directly found the part Ruan Yin had just played and handed it to her.
"You act the same as the first one." Han Song said.
Ruan Yin's expression changed slightly as he sat there.
She wasn't nervous. At first she thought she was the only one selected by the director for the part. Unexpectedly, when it came to Yan Qiang, she was also selected.
And the director still doesn’t remember her name!
This made her couldn't help but start to wonder whether her performance just now left a mark on the director's heart.
Yan Qiang didn't ask why, she just nodded and took it. After reading the content for a while, she hesitated and brought a chair over.
After a few seconds of settling, the expression on her face changed instantly.
become hollow.
She just sat there quietly, staring ahead, but everyone could feel that her eyes were out of focus at that moment.
She closed her eyes.
Open.
Her out-of-focus gaze slowly gathered, and her eyelids turned red. She was still sitting there.
There was no hysteria or wailing, she just stretched out her hand and wiped it on her face.
He lowered his eyes and saw the moisture in his palms.
She looked at the moisture intently, her eyes a little hesitant and dazed, as if her soul had been taken away, and she didn't understand why she was crying.
Quiet performance.
Just when everyone thought her performance was just a quiet silence, she stood up quickly, grabbed the chair with her backhand, and smashed it to the ground!
"ah--!!"
She suddenly let out a hoarse roar, which was hoarse and sharp as if her vocal cords were being torn, and the harshness when it cut through the glass made everyone feel horrified at that moment.
The chair hit the floor, but the carpet ate up its ferocity, making the sound dull and muffled.
Her eyes turned hateful and ferocious at that moment, and her calm and indifferent face was also invaded by madness. Her hands were holding on to the chair, with veins protruding on the back of her hands, as if she wanted to smash the chair to pieces. A mechanical repetition.
However, every move seemed to hit the hearts of those present, making people feel horrified, stunned, and thrilling.
