Chapter 155

Su'an sensed that someone was approaching him. She looked up and yelled, "don't bother me!"

Then he froze, "Archer? Why are you here?! "

Qin Che lightly hooked his lips and looked around the simple office. He didn't answer the question, "why? Doesn't seem to be going well? "

"Well..." Su an sighed with dismay, and then said, "lock soul button is the painstaking effort made by me and Lao Li. The female two min Rou is the essence of the film, but now... Well, you see that too. Now this situation... "

Qin Che clapped him on the shoulder understandably, and his voice didn't fluctuate as before. "You will always find it. You are the backbone of the whole crew. If you give up, how can the play survive?"

Finally, don't forget to tease: "cheer up, I hope you can help me to double my investment back!"

Su'an listened and wiped her face with a big hand. Her eyes calmed a lot. "It's me. Wang Yuan, go to inform the next one."

Qin Che chuckled. He knew Su an would listen to a few simple words.

Sure enough, even if the performance of the girls who came in the back was poor, su'an could still face it calmly.

"Next! 96! "

Towards noon, I waited for more than four hours, and finally it was her turn.

Su Kui stood up, closed the script and walked gracefully into the audition office.

It's a temporary building in the office. There's nothing but a table and a few chairs in the huge room.

Looking at the person behind the desk, Su Kui's black and white eyes flashed a flash of surprise and quickly disappeared.

Adjust a good mentality, Su Kui powder lips light pick, look self-confident to go to the space in front of the desk, stand.

The voice is clear and rippling like a gurgling spring, "Su Daohao, general manager Qin Hao, I am Jiang Yuan, No. 96."

See later, Su an has aesthetic fatigue, even if Su Kui's appearance really surprised him, but to be honest, he didn't have too much expectation for her acting skills.

Since Su Kui came in, Qin Che's eyes have been locked on her.

"Start your show."

Su Kui nodded, closed his eyes, opened his eyes, fluttered his wings to fly and drew a beautiful arc.

Then her whole temperament changed.

Women's eyes are like autumn water, their eyes are affectionate, their skin is pale and transparent like snow, showing some morbid.

She slowly lowered her head, half bent, as if there was a real person in the air lingering with her. Like the green and white fingertips across the man's hair, she breathed in his ear like blue, "Mokai, want me?"

The tone is really light, as if a gust of wind can be blown away.

Her ending is long, like seduction and not like, as if she is the same, but as always, she is elegant.

"Is it hard? Why bear it? Are you defending her? "

When she asked this, her tone seemed sharp. Her fingertips fell into the flesh of the man. Her eyes were slightly red. There was a trace of despair in her eyes.

"That's how she is? So good that you are willing to give up your skill and not want to lose her? "

Her voice was sad and choking, but she was stifled by her death. Her pride and dignity did not allow her to cry in front of the man who did not love her.

As if she had received any answer, she finally uttered a low and desperate sentence, "Oh, I can't compare with her, just..."

She got up, gathered up her robe, folded her hands on her abdomen, and turned away. She was thin and straight.

It seems that there is a howling wind passing by my ear. A drop of water from nowhere is blown away by the wind