Chapter 397

The next day, Qingcheng film and television production company, the new film "doomsday" on the scene.

The relevant directors, screenwriters, theatrical staff and other members of the crew have already gathered together. It's ten o'clock in the morning, and the audition time is nine o'clock in the morning, which is more than an hour. It's just because the boss hasn't come yet.

Yes, the boss is late.

The Mu Qiu that says to want to decide mirror result whole journey also did not come.

"What do you mean by Mr. mu?"

"I don't know... Yesterday I saw Mu and Mu Qiu go out with gulina and several of their big stars."

"Listen to them, Muqiu's food is very delicious. I'm afraid I went to the villa of general manager mu for dinner."

"... is it too fun to forget about today's mirror?"

"I'm afraid I didn't drink too much..."

The crew members are very helpless. On the other hand, the people waiting for the mirror in the rest room are nervous at the beginning, but now they are a little depressed, because they don't know why the mirror hasn't started.

What about nine o'clock?

It's ten o'clock. Hello!

"So... Are we early?"

"Ah?"

"Could it be nine in the evening?"

"It's impossible. I haven't heard of the night mirror."

"What if?"

"No, I just asked. It's ten in the morning."

"Then why don't you start?"

"Er... It seems that general manager Mu hasn't come yet."

"Well, the boss is late?"

"It seems to be."

"What about Mu Qiu? It's said that Muqiu will supervise the whole process of the mirror today. He will make the final decision. Can you see him? He's my idol

"I'm sure I can see it, but there are so many beauties around me that I can't see you."

"Yes, it's not only the big stars cultivated by Qingcheng group, but also Mu and he have an indescribable relationship. They can't hook up with each other."

"There must be a dream, if it comes true!"

Just as people were chattering, a staff member came in and said, "get ready. It's time to start."

They know how precious this opportunity is. If they succeed, they will fly to the branches and become Phoenix. If they fail, they will continue to fight on the street. The next mirror will directly affect their future. They can't help but face it.

Outside, Muqiu and muqingcheng come late, and Mengmeng follows Muqiu with Xiaobai in her arms. As for the other girls, they are still sleeping in the villa of muqingcheng. They don't have to come here to join in the fun. Anyway, they are all internal actors.

Mengmeng doesn't need to come, but she has to follow Muqiu, so Muqiu has to follow her.

Rao Siyun came to the director and said, "get ready to start."

The director nodded, then looked at Rao Siyun covering his head and frowning, carefully asked: "Secretary Rao, this is..."

"I drank too much yesterday." Rao Siyun said casually, thinking of the crazy scene last night, she is still a little scared now.

In fact, Muqiu's food was so delicious that it aroused everyone's mood to the greatest extent, so it was hard to avoid drinking too much. In the end, except Muqiu and Mengmeng who didn't drink, everyone else was drunk.

"Xiaoqiuqiu, my head hurts so much..." Mu Qingcheng leans on her brother's shoulder, half asleep and half awake. If Rao Siyun hadn't pulled her in the morning, Mu Qingcheng is lazy to get up. She is a lazy person.

Mu Qiu Wen Yan touched her head. On the surface, she was rubbing it for her, but in fact, she was swimming away from her body with the force of chaos. She could easily purify the remaining alcohol in her body.

Mu Qingcheng was stunned at first, then blinked, hesitated: "strange, how does it seem that the head suddenly doesn't hurt... It's a lot more energetic."

Mu Qiu said with a smile: "is my massage technique good?"

"When did you get a massage?" she said

"There's so much you don't know."

"If you press it for me when I get home, I always feel chest tightness recently."

“……”

Do you want me to rub your chest!

Mengmeng takes a look at the two brothers and sisters, looks down at herself, and then whispers, "I've been a little chest tightness lately too..."

Mu Qiu turns his head: "cute?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing!" Mengmeng sat upright as if nothing had happened just now.

Soon, the mirror starts.

Mu Qiu and Mu Qingcheng are sitting side by side on the sofa, while Mengmeng teases Xiaobai. Rao Siyun, the director and the important staff of the crew come together to discuss something.

"Number one!" A staff member yelled.

Then a person came over from the rest room. She was a younger sister. Her appearance was not worse than the Chinese woman Mu Qiu saw on the plane yesterday. However, the Chinese woman was disgusting. The younger sister was pure and sweet, and her make-up was not strong. We could see that she was not very old.

As soon as No.1 sister came in, she saw Mu Qingcheng and Mu Qiu sitting at the scene. With the mirror of doomsday, she was a little nervous and said, "Hello, everyone. My name is LiuXu. I'm 22 years old. I'm a junior majoring in drama performance..."

The director interrupted: "we've read all your information. Let's get to the point."

Catkins body a stiff, suddenly nervous.

The deputy director said, "if I want to cry, I'll play you and the hero

Crying opera is a skill that tests an actor. It can also be said that it is an actor's basic skill. If you can perform crying opera smoothly, it will not be too difficult for other levels of opera to perform.

Willow catkins smell speech began to adjust their emotions, but she found herself too nervous, the old half day adjustment is not good.

Mu Qiu says: "don't be nervous, relax."

Catkins take a deep breath, she looked at Muqiu, suddenly said: "well, can I play with Muqiu? If there is a hero around, I can be more involved in the play

The director turns to Muqiu, but Muqiu doesn't refuse. He gets up and comes to catkins. Then, without waiting for catkins to respond, he hugs them directly. In everyone's surprise, he still enters the play.

"Ah Xu! Ah Xu, hold on! You don't want to die... Don't want to die... "Mu Qiu held catkins in her arms and looked so sad that she couldn't express her despair that she infected the atmosphere of the scene in an instant.

If you want to talk about the acting skill of becoming a saint, it's not what ordinary people can imagine. It's only in a moment when you enter the play. No one can keep up with the rhythm of Muqiu. Even muqingcheng is stunned, let alone catkins.

She was so confused.