Until the actor on the stage finished one of the scenes, he Dao waved his hand and motioned the actor to go out.
The person who originally held some expectations saw he Dao's reaction and guessed the result from the bottom of his heart. He was a little disappointed, but he had no choice but to exit.
"I've seen enough today." the man next to he Dao raised his hand and looked at the time on his wristwatch. He smiled helplessly: "there are still the last three to audition. You're not satisfied with any?"
"I think that was very good."
"I don't have the feeling I want." he Dao kept staring at his script, shaking his head and sighing, "no one can perform that temperament yet."
"You are too demanding." the person next to you smiled, "I think enough is enough. Almost most people with good acting skills in the entertainment industry have come. You don't like any of them. Who will play?"
"You don't understand." he Dao frowned all the time. It seemed that he was a little upset. "I spent three years on this script. It's not easy to start shooting. If I destroy this drama because of an unqualified actor, I can't accept it."
"It depends on so many people. If it's just a supporting role, it's OK. Add some special effects at that time." he Dao tapped the script with his finger. "The problem is that this is the protagonist, which is to support the soul of the whole play. How can you easily decide to let an unqualified person play."
The person next to him twitched a few times and waved his hand: "come on, what you think is God. In reality, it is human."
"You see." he Dao sighed, "the protagonist is a Xiake first, and then himself. He lives in contradiction. While he becomes a Jianghu..."
He Dao talked a lot with balabalabala. Finally, he felt that what he said was nonsense. Even if he didn't understand his thoughts, he still couldn't understand it no matter how much he heard, so why did he say it anyway???
Thinking of this, he Dao crossed three black lines and looked at the script with a disappointed face.
The people next to him were also puzzled. Finally, they couldn't help but Tucao: "not that I said you, the temperament you want is really not practical, and plus the requirement is so high, who can make complaints about it?"
Just when the two people had to argue about the protagonist, the assistant walked up with a smile, leaned over and said something in he Dao's ear.
"Miss Xu?" he Dao shook his hand with the script, and his eyebrows also shook. He looked a little surprised.
After all, no matter what aspect it is, there is no need for Miss Xu to come to find herself.
"Why didn't you inform me when Miss Xu came?" he Dao frowned. "Is it nice to let others wait?"
Assistant: "
The assistant really wanted to prove how innocent she was. "Miss Xu said she didn't have to bother you. She said she just came to see."
Listening to the assistant's words, he Dao couldn't help feeling good for the Miss Xu family he had never met. He threw down the script and patted the sleeve of his suit, "forget it, let's do it today."
Then he looked at the assistant, "where's Miss Xu? I'll see him." thinking, he couldn't help warning: "next time in this situation, you still have to tell me. It's not good to let others wait. Hey... I was too focused just now."
The assistant shrugged and felt that he was wronged like a child of 250 kg, "Miss Xu is here..."
"Yes, right there." the assistant pointed to the place where he had just moved the chair.