Chapter 28

Twenty-eight:
Because no other actors were present today, it was the deputy director who co-played with the actors who came for the audition. Yan Qingchi was in front of him, listening to him asking when he saw his father for the last time, was he at that time? What's abnormal, are there any enemies on weekdays? He replied calmly, and even saw some sadness in his expression. The police comforted him and were going to ask other people. Yan Qingchi asked him, "Can I go with you?"
This sentence was a line that was not on the play. The deputy guide hesitated when he heard it, but quickly replied, "You go back first, and when we have a clue, we will come to you again."
"All right." Yan Qingchi said, after a hard sentence, he turned and left.
He walked forward and sighed lowly, as if he had spit out the sorrows of the conversation just before converging to his previous sadness and entering the house calmly.
He walked to the left corner of the field and made a pull outward, which was when he opened the door of the house. Then he closed the door and reached in, as if holding a cylindrical object. He unscrewed a bottle cap that wasn't in his hand, took a sip of the drink, tightened the cap again, and lowered his head and blinked. Then he went to the other side and made a push-out gesture. He looked out the window, with some indifferent sorrows in quietness. The sorrows were not obvious, only scattered in his eyes, but indifferent on his face Hidden away.
He looked out the window, silent.
It took a long time before I reached out and closed the window, but it was very light when I lowered my head.
Yan Qingchi performed, the room was quiet for a while, Liu Meng took the lead to speak, she asked, "Why do you add such a sentence? I did not say this in the lines I gave you."
"I know." Yan Qingchi calmly said, "But I also know that Meng Luo's person is the last murderer, and before the male protagonist revealed him, no one found that here is a reversal, which is the highlight of the movie. So before that, Meng Luo's move should be reasonable and there is no doubt. However, for a son, his father was dead or murdered. He knew that the police were going to investigate other people. Would n’t you be curious? Would n’t you like to follow along? Would n’t you ask for relevant information? It would be a bit unnatural to just leave indifferently after the police say you can go.

Liu Meng thought for a while, but laughed, she said, "What you said makes sense."
Director Wang looked at his resume and looked at him again, "Graduation in science class."
Yan Qingchi nodded, "Yes."
The original owner did graduate in science, but his acting skills were not very good.
"The performance is fairly solid."
Yan Qingchi was a little surprised by this evaluation. He was not a native of acting, but he had a strong empathy ability, and he was more relaxed. Therefore, he was able to get a solid evaluation, which really made him overjoyed.
"Thank you for your praise, I will continue to work hard."
"Well, you go back first."
"Yes."
Yan Qingchi bowed at the three of them and left quietly.
Dao Wang did not let them wait long. That night, Yan Qingchi received a call from Guan Mei.
"Your audition was successful." Guan Meiyan said briefly, "The drama has been posted to your mailbox. It has the boot time written on it. Please pay attention to it. By the way, read the drama a few times and memorize the lines. Director Wang is the master guide. Well, it will be very helpful for your future. "
"I see, thanks."
"You're welcome. This is what you fought for yourself. You should thank yourself and Jiang Shao."
"Thank you for coming with me."
Guan Mei is a little subtle inside: this is not the same as the information she collected before, why is it so gentle and considerate?
After a few more words, she hung up the phone to arrange other matters.
Yan Qingchi hung up the phone and saw Wei Lan send him a WeChat message: Guide Wang actually chose you! !! !! To be honest, did Jiang Mozhi greet him in advance?
Yan Qingchi was also surprised that he had pk off Wei Lan, but he tapped his finger on the phone keyboard: you think too much.
Wei Lan thought it was incredible: I lost to you, my God, what's wrong with this world! Is it time to end!
Yan Qingchi felt the collapse in his tone and replied to him: Do you remember our bet, if I succeed, you can delete the prejudice against me in one click and admit that I have extraordinary talent and good character.
Wei Lan: ...
Yan Qingchi: If you are so upright, you will definitely do it [smile]
Wei Lan: ...
Yan Qingchi: I believe in you [smile]
Wei Lan: This person is dead. Someone is burning paper.jpg
Yan Qingchi looked at the villain lying flat on the screen and couldn't help laughing. In fact, when Wei Lan didn't have a whim, it was still very interesting.
As he thought, he sent a message to Jiang Moyu: I successfully auditioned [happy]
Jiang Mozhi was probably busy, and then returned to him after a while: Director Wang told me that you should watch the show yourself and start it next month.
"OK." Yan Qingchi replied.
"If you don't understand, you can ask me." Jiang Moyan was generous.
Yan Qingchi thought about it and asked, "I actually have a question that I don't understand. Although I was pleasantly surprised by the successful audition, why did I choose me? Where is I stronger than Wei Lan? Do you say? "
"About this, this is more complicated, I will tell you when we meet."
"are you still busy?"
"Well, I'm filming an advertisement. I guess I can't catch up with chess and school. You can only send him yourself."
"It's all right," Yan Qingchi typed, and suddenly thought of the sentence on the Internet, "You are responsible for making money to support the family, I am responsible for the beauty of flowers ~"
Jiang Moyan: ...
"Did I say wrong? Can't you make money or am I not good enough?" Yan Qingchi teased him.
"Come on, Mrs. Jiang, not too far away from your days of making money to support your family."
"At that time, I was responsible for making money to support my family. You were responsible for the beauty and beauty. You see, I am willing to admit that you look good."
"This is a fact."
"But you don't want to admit that I look good."
"Because your skin is too thick."
Yan Qingchi smiled immediately. "Make a face, Mr. Jiang, look up at the four big words" This is the fact "above. Is your skin not as thin as you think?"
Jiang Mozhi also wanted to continue to return to him, but the makeup artist had already put on his makeup. "Mr. Jiang, you can."
Jiang Moyan responded, and sent a sentence to Yan Qingchi: I went to shoot, and I will talk about it later.
"Okay, I wish you to close the job sooner." Yan Qingchi replied, put his mobile phone back in his pocket, and went to bedtime to tell Chess the bedtime story.