Chapter 4:

The black-clothed boy half-kneeled on the ground holding the sword, his body was covered with feathers and arrows, the bright red blood soaked his clothes along the cracked wound, but his expression was always cold, only a pair of quiet black eyes far away Looking into the distance, he didn't smile until he saw his master being escorted out of the encirclement.
The hand of the young man holding the sword trembled, and his body finally fell unsupported. He fell on the corpse-filled wilderness, his ink-colored eyes stubbornly looked into the distance, there was sadness and reluctance but also pride. It was he who blocked all the assassins with a single force and protected him in the rain of swords, guns and swords. His most beloved brother.
The bright black eyes gradually dimmed, and the boy's chapped lips opened and closed, and said in a very small voice:
"Brother...Brother..., Yan Wu, fortunately not humiliating his life."
At the end of the last line, Ya Que was silent. Obviously, the boy in front of him only wore simple sweater slacks, but when he closed his eyes and opened them, they seemed to have really seen the boy guard who died in battle and the silent farewell.
"He is better than I expected." Zheng Xuan lowered his voice behind the screen, his eyes full of appreciation. If at first he was willing to condescend to pay attention to the kid because of Ye Hansheng's face, after watching his performance, he really wanted to take him. Official Song's resources were too poor and his abilities were not enough, which made such a piece of raw jade covered in dust.
"Yeah." Ye Hansheng quietly looked at the teenager in the field, his habitual frowning brows rarely relaxed for a moment, "He is indeed a good boy, and I will leave it to you later." He turned his direction and controlled the wheelchair to leave.
"You just left?" Zheng Xuan was surprised. "What is his relationship with you?"
"It's just a nice kid I met by chance." Ye Han didn't turn his head back, but his voice became cold, and he brought the usual gloom and impatience, "Don't mention me to him."
Zheng Xuan: "???"
Is this a new taste?
...
Wen Run lay on the ground for a minute, taking back the burst of emotion a little bit, and then got up and looked at the director with some anxiety. Li glanced at him, but didn't scold him, but said, "Go back and wait for the notice."
Did not get scolded... It should be just fine.
Wen Run secretly looked up at Li Que and returned to his position. He didn't plan to go back so early, ready to watch the performance of the remaining few people.
Starting from Wenrun, Li finally didn't have any more fancy tricks. After the next few people performed well, the staff stopped work and rested, and waited for the afternoon to continue auditioning for other roles.
Wen Run then left the meeting room, ready to go back.
When I was waiting for the elevator, I ran into Ling Shangyao, who gave him a vicious look and snorted from his nostrils. Wen Run was targeted by him inexplicably, but he had never liked fighting hard, so he simply pretended not to hear.
The elevator stopped, and Ling Shangyao squeezed him in with his agent and assistant swaggering in. Wen Run tangled at the door for a while and got into the elevator. In just a few minutes in the elevator, Ling Shangyao probably couldn't do anything to him.
The young man stood upright in the elevator, standing tall and straight like a green sapling. Ling Shangyao looked more and more angry, staring at him with warm eyes, wishing to make a hole in him.
He had taken a fancy to the role of Yan Wu early in the morning, and he was also good-looking, and he could still reap a wave of audience tears when he left the stage. Although his last play had a small hit, it was only the role that became popular. In fact, the number of his own fans was not much, so he urgently needed new works to help him absorb the fans. The role of Yan Wu is just right. In order to get this role, he even played with Wang Heng all night. The other party told him that it had been decided, but suddenly he shot out Wen Run, Cheng Yaojin, and it was Director Li who called him by himself. Auditioned.
If he is a silly bag, it's fine, but his performance is so dazzling. The industry knows that Li is very demanding and will not give any face to anyone in front of the filming. He feels that it is a bit hanged to win this role. If Li Que asked for someone by name, Wang Heng would never be able to lick Li Que's thigh.
He gritted his teeth, feeling anxious, and couldn't hold back his mouth, "I advise you to die of this heart. The candidate for'Yan Wu' has already been decided, and today is just a cutscene."
Wen Run's eyes were surprised, and he remembered that Official Song told him that Director Li called him to go. He felt a little relieved. He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Director Li is notoriously selfless. I believe this election. The corner is fair and just."
Ling Shangyao choked and pointed at him angrily, "What do you mean? Say that my acting skills are not as good as you?!"
"No." Wen Run leaned a little to the side, pointed to the elevator monitor and kindly reminded: "There is a monitor here."
"..." Ling Shangyao's eyes were red with anger. He glanced at the monitor and tapped his fingers to be gentle, "You wait for me."
Wenrun blinked and did not answer. Just at this time the elevator reached the first floor, and after a ding sound, the elevator doors opened to both sides. Wenrun occupies a geographical advantage and slid quickly.
This Ling Shangyao has a bad temper and can't afford to provoke him.
After leaving the hotel, Wen Run took the subway directly back to the dormitory. He is now a little transparent, and he is not afraid of being recognized.
Lu Zhan and Shen Muxun were both in the dormitory. There were pizza fried chicken and a box of beer on the coffee table. Wen Run was warmly welcomed by Lu Zhan as soon as he walked in, "surprise!"
Lu Zhan handed him a can of opened beer, "How about the audition? Has it passed?"
Wen Run recalled for a moment, and said with a puffed face: "I feel I'm doing pretty well, but Director Li asked me to come back and wait for the notice."
He still has some confidence in his acting skills, the only worry is that Ling Shangyao said the default. Although he said that he believed in the director in the elevator, he didn't know what to do. But when I thought about this audition opportunity, it was a surprise. He had tried his best to show that even if he really couldn't make it, there was no regret.
Lu Zhan touched the cup with him and mumbled: "We are so good at acting, so there must be no problem. We will have the celebration banquet tonight! Come on first!"
Wenrun was amused by him and laughed, and the three happily squeezed at the coffee table to drink and eat chicken.
Lu Zhan is the one with the worst drinker. He floated with five cans of beer. He picked up the mop and jumped to the sofa for a concert, but he couldn't help it. Wen Run sat on the ground laughing and almost died, Shen Muxun pulled him with a black face, Lu Zhan hid like a monkey, and finally Shen Muxun couldn't bear it, and shouted with a calm face, "Lu Zhan!"
"Teacher! I was wrong!" Lu Zhan shook his hand, threw the mop quickly, and hugged Shen Muxun, "Teacher, don't call the parents..."
Wen Run: "Hahahahahaha"
Shen Muxun tore him from his body with difficulty. He gritted his teeth and said: "It's time to record it for him, and let him out after he gets angry..."
Wen Run held his belly to help pull him. It may be that the shadow of the Dean Shen Muxun was too strong. Lu Zhan was really behaved after being yelled. He asked the two of them to help him onto the bed.
Settling the drunk, Wen Run went out to clean up the messy living room. Shen Muxun hesitated and called him, "Wen Run."
"Ok?"
Shen Muxun's expression was a bit tangled, and finally he said: "I went to Song Ge's office yesterday and overheard he and Zheng Xuan were arguing, and you were mentioned in it."
Yesterday he went to see Song Li for something, but as soon as he got to the office door, he heard someone arguing quietly inside. Li Song's tone was a bit fierce. He vaguely heard Wen Run's name. Then the door opened, and Zheng Xuan turned out to come out, Song Li's face as black as the bottom of a pot.
"I didn't understand exactly what they were arguing about, but Song Ge's complexion was ugly. You should be careful in the last few days and don't touch him." After all, it was a bit of a good sign after all. If he is pinched again, he will replace him. Wen Run anxious.
Don't see that the agent and the artist are in a cooperative relationship, but in fact, the unpopular artist has to rely on the agent to survive. After all, the resources are in the hands of the agent. If a young artist wants to work, he can only act on the face of the agent.
"Zheng Xuan?"
Wen Run knew about Zheng Xuan. After all, he was the company's gold broker, so it was hard to know. It's just that he has never been in contact with Zheng Xuan, so why would the other party tell Song Li about him?
After thinking about it, I couldn't think of any clues, Wen Run simply didn't think about it, and nodded obediently, "I will be more careful recently."
As if to confirm Shen Muxun's words, Zheng Xuan, who they had only said two days later, approached the door.
At that time, Lu Zhan and Shen Muxun both went out to run the announcement, and Wen Run was the only one waiting for the announcement in the dormitory. When Zheng Xuan knocked on the door, he thought it was his roommate who had returned, but when he opened the door, he turned out to be the famous agent of Star Control.
Wen Run kindly invited people in, and poured water, "Hello, are you here to find me?"
Zheng Xuan took a sip of water and looked at the people in front of him carefully. I have to admit that the person who can make Ye Han's heart feel really good. Wenrun is actually twenty years old as well. He has been in the circle for more than a year, but he still retains a clean and pure youthfulness, and his eyes are not stained and dirty.
Yes, eyes.
It must be a pair of clear eyes that are black and white, if you want to say which is the best.
His eyelashes are dark and thick, like a small brush; his double eyelid folds are deep, making his eyes deep and energetic. The contours of the eyes are round, the eyes and whites of the eyes are black and white, and the tails of the eyes are slightly drooping. When looking at people with blinking eyes, they are milky and well-behaved, like a lovely little milk dog. Just looking at it makes people feel soft.
And the acting skills are not bad, as if there are thousands of emotions hidden in a pair of eyes, Zheng Xuan feels that this is really a big treasure for nothing.
After Wu Zi wandered for a while, Zheng Xuan withdrew his thoughts and saw Wen Run looking at him a little uneasy. He calmed down and showed a kind smile, "From today, I will be your agent."
"?" Wen Run asked a question mark in his mind, "Where is Song Ge?"
"He won't take you with you in the future." Zheng Xuan smiled slightly, his expression showing a little contempt. He really didn't look down on Song Li, such a piece of uncut jade could be thrown aside as a stone regardless of more than a year. , It is really a delay.
Suddenly a piece of big pie fell from the sky, and Wen Run was smashed into a daze. Almost all the doubts were written on his face. After a while, he quietly asked: "You can ask, why are you willing to bring Me? I'm not famous either..."
The company's gold-medal agent and many big celebrities wanted to invite him, but he didn't choose any of them. Instead, he found himself. Wen Run couldn't understand it and was a little wary. After all, this kind of good thing to come to the door must be something the other party wants to plot.
Wen Run is an easy-to-understand person, and Zheng Xuan can see through his thoughts almost at a glance. He almost wanted to shake Ye Han's voice out, but when he thought of that godlike face, he didn't dare, so he couldn't help but smiled: "I'm also auditioning for "Jinling Terrace". Your performance is very good."
Wen Run didn't expect this to be the reason, and opened his eyes wide and couldn't recover for a while.
"I hope we can cooperate happily in the future." Zheng Xuan stretched out his hand first.
Wenrun shook hands with him like a sleepwalking, and the joy behind his heart exploded like fireworks. Finally, he bent his eyes and showed a big smile, "Happy cooperation."
"Well, I have introduced each other, and I will talk about future work arrangements."
Zheng Xuan put away the smile on his face, and his smiling peach eyes sank, "The official Song did not arrange for you much work, you may be more leisurely. But I am different from the official Song, I will take you, you There will be no free time in the future."
"If you want to be popular, you have to listen to my arrangements, you can't cry hard or tired. Many of your seniors have survived this way."
Wen Run listened carefully to what he said, and nodded obediently, "I'm not afraid of hardship."
Zheng Xuan nodded in satisfaction before continuing: "I contacted Director Li before coming, and you passed the cast audition."
Wen Run opened his eyes in surprise, Zheng Xuan raised his hand to intercept his words, "This is not the point. The crew will only start up in the middle of next month. There will be nearly a month in between. I will arrange a fitness class for you. During this period, you have to work out with customized recipes. Your current figure is too thin. You lack a sense of strength. You have to make up for this as soon as possible."
Wenrun nodded again, taking notes seriously.
"In addition to fitness, I also received two commercials and a variety show for you. One is a promotional video of Neveu Chocolate. You also know the heroine, Xiao Xiao. The other is an endorsement of an online black tea drink. This is Look at the following itinerary and contract first, and sign if there is no problem."
Wen Run took it over and looked at it. The amount of information in this short period of time is too great, and he is still floating.
After reading the contract carefully, Wen Run signed his name and handed it back to Zheng Xuan. Zheng Xuan collected it and put it in the document bag, and asked him to give him the password of his Weibo account, "I will hire a new assistant to take care of this for you in the near future. You can go up and have a look, but don’t slip your hands and like it. Don't stand in line or make a standpoint statement."
Zheng Xuan boarded his Weibo and looked at it. Weibo still has hundreds of thousands of followers, but it is obviously not taken care of. Fans are not very active, and there are few re-likes. Fortunately, although the heat is lower. However, the Weibo content is clean, except for the reposted crew propaganda Weibo, which is just a few selfies. There is no mess of angry youth speech.
Zheng Xuan is completely satisfied. This is a well-behaved and sensible baby. He patted him on the shoulder. Zheng Xuan finally exhorted: "The shooting of the promotional video will be the day after tomorrow. You should prepare and adjust to the best condition."
Wen Run only nodded now. He sent Zheng Xuan away dazedly, closed the door and threw himself on the sofa, rolling around like a puppy with a soft pillow, his hair turned up in a mess, and he sat up suddenly. Bright eyes ran back to the room to read the script.
After Zheng Xuan returned to the company, he made a special trip to Ye Hansheng's office and sent a gentle schedule.
Ye Hansheng was busy signing the approval documents, and his voice became cold after a glance, "Don't do such boring things in the future."
Zheng Xuan raised his eyebrows, "I thought you wanted to know. You don't know, this kid you are looking at is really a treasure, he is good and obedient, like a little milk dog, if he has The tail, I'm probably still wagging the tail at you." He exclaimed: "I haven't brought such an obedient artist in years."
"Zheng Xuan, get out!" Ye Han put the pen on the table heavily, full of hostility, and the rain was about to come.
"I was wrong, I'm going to get out of here." Zheng Xuan surrendered and raised his hands, not daring to try to touch him anymore, and threw the schedule sheet into the trash can, and ran away with oil.
Ye Hansheng really had a bad temper as always.
Anxiously, he turned his wheelchair to the floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Hansheng watched the cars getting off and coming from the tall buildings, and it took a long time to calm down his inexplicable anger. He turned back to prepare to continue processing the documents, but he inadvertently scanned the itinerary that was randomly thrown in the trash can.
He stayed for a while, frowned and picked up the itinerary again. Zheng Xuan's arrangement couldn't be faulted, he pressed the itinerary under a thick stack of documents, and in his mind he unconsciously recalled the black and bright eyes of the young man. When he hung his eyes and shy, he really looked like a pitiful person. Puppy.
The frowned brows loosened, Ye Han smiled unconsciously, and continued to process the documents.
The author has something to say: Mr. Ye, I really didn't eat lemons.