Chapter 4

Director Chen seems to like this proposal: "good. It's just that you're bringing his emotions. Let's have a look. "

Lin ran got up from his chair and went to Xu Qichen. He was very tall. At the beginning, Xu Qichen set the height of 187cm. Now he is a little regretful. This man's sense of oppression is really strong.

"You just recited your lines very well, so we'll go on with that monologue?"

Xu Qichen nodded, "all right."

He doesn't have the ability to improvise directly. Fortunately, the monologue just now has created a situation for him in advance, and he already has an emotional foundation. If Lin Ran chooses a piece with strong explosive power at the back, he can't get into the state at once.

Lin Ran's professional ability is amazing. His expression changes in a flash. In a flash, he becomes Nanke in the play. He has a bright smile and speaks fluent French.

"Hello, sir. You just ordered a Iced Mocha. Do you need anything else?"

Xu Qichen responded that the setting of memory killing was in France. His eyes looked at Lin ran, nodded involuntarily, and then quickly shook his head. However, neither he nor Ji Mengze could speak French, so he could only skip the short lines he should have with a little embarrassment.

"OK, that's 2.25 euro."

Lin Ran's impersonal performance is quite excellent. He has just the right radian of smile. He is a skilled cashier in a coffee shop. Xu Qichen reaches out his hand and gropes in his pocket.

There is a subtle awkwardness on his face, which is seen by the directors and writers sitting below. In fact, the scene of the first conversation with the secret love object needs this kind of awkwardness.

Xu Qichen reaches out his hand to Lin ran. Lin ran naturally spreads out his palm, and a pink crystal clear sugar falls into his palm.

Lin ran, who got full marks of professional ethics, almost laughed.

"Yes, just a moment, please." Lin ran went to one side, hands busy, action has a model like.

Xu Qichen looked down at his toes, then looked at Lin Ran's side face, using Chinese instead of French lines.

"Are you French?"

While making coffee, Lin ran replied, "no, I'm Chinese. I'm here to study."

"Really?" It's a bit of a surprise.

Lin ran also turns his head and looks at him. They look at each other and smile. He picked up a disposable paper cup on the small table next to him, went to Xu Qichen and handed it to him with both hands.

"Your coffee."

His fingers are very long. When Xu Qichen took the coffee, he accidentally touched his fingers. Lin ran looked at him with straightforward and warm eyes, just like the sunshine in July.

At that moment, Xu Qichen felt uneasy from his heart. He couldn't explain why. This kind of feeling was terrible. Palms out of a thin layer of sweat, took the cup hand can not help but slightly tremble.

"Thank you."

Xu Qichen turns around. The next scene is to leave the coffee shop. He walks slowly, as if the sole of his shoes is really stained with the melted asphalt on the road.

"Will you come again tomorrow?"

Xu Qichen suddenly turned back, and Lin ran grabbed the hair of the back of his head. "I mean, there will be activities in the coffee shop tomorrow. In summer, buy one and get one free for cold drinks."

In summer, he said three words very well, like the tone of love words.

"You can also bring your friends. It's a good deal."

Xu Qichen looked at him, sincere tone, "but I have no friends."

As soon as this sentence came out, Xu Qichen regretted that he wanted to bite his tongue, because it was not the line in the script. Sure enough, I still have no experience. I can't tell reality from drama as I play.

Lin ran was stunned, but only for a moment. He walked out of the non-existent counter, went to Xu Qichen and held out his hand to him.

Xu Qichen was also stunned and looked up at Lin ran, who was half higher than himself. He had the temperament of man and boy. The smile on his face was so sincere that Xu Qichen almost forgot that it was acting.

Xu Qichen hesitated, or stretched out his hand, the other side quickly and forcefully grasp.

"Now you have."

"Come tomorrow, I'll treat you to ice mocha."

"Yes."

At the moment when Chen Anping called to stop, Xu Qichen immediately took out his hand and said thank you to Lin ran. Lin ran returned to his old smile and went back to his seat.

Qu Qing's expression is different from when she first came in. She smiles at Xu Qichen from the bottom of her heart, but Xu Qichen doesn't know whether she is the same to other actors. Chen Anping's face hasn't changed much.

After a few words, Xu Qichen left the room.

Just go out not far, Li Yun met up, "how? You've been here a long time

Xu Qichen didn't have any expression. He told the truth: "a monologue and a trial play, but they didn't say anything."

Li Yun's expression is a bit disappointed, but this is also what she expected. This resource is really hot. The auditions are all by name. Ji Mengze's biggest advantage is that she looks good-looking and red, which many employers are staring at.However, for such a literary film, his shortcomings are enough to make the director vote down.

Li Yun symbolically patted Xu Qichen on the shoulder, "no matter what, it's good to have a try. There will be such opportunities in the future."

Xu Qichen didn't hear Li Yun at all. He was talking with 0901.

"0901, these characters are all characters in the system, so you should be able to read their thoughts?"

0901 calmly replied: "theoretically, it's OK, but you need to pay 5000 points in exchange."

Five thousand? He has only four hundred now.

Xu Qichen gave up the idea of exploring the virtual reality through the system AI.

0901: "but Mr. Xu, I think your acting is very good."

Xu Qichen's wry smile is probably limited to this kind of secret love

Back to God has been pulled out of the hotel by Li Yun.

Group idols are different from other artists. They have to spend two and a half days in a day. Now it's 10:40 p.m. and Xu Qichen has to go back to the company to rehearse with his teammates.

Half way through the dance formation, five people in a circle sit on the floor of the rehearsal room to rest.

Bai Yi holds a plate of throat candy in his hand, breaks one off and throws it into his mouth. "I feel like my throat is going to smoke these two days."

Sitting opposite, Xu Qichen reaches out to Bai Yi, "I want it, too." Bai Yi broke off another one and threw it to him

The taste of throat candy is strange, sweet and spicy, but he still likes it: "I can't go."

Mingqi patted Xu Qichen's bow on the back. "Oh, how can we get so fast? Acting skills are so mysterious. I really don't believe we'll accumulate them one by one."

Jiang Ling is direct: "did not choose to be also good, avoid to get time to be scolded again, looking uncomfortable."

Shen Huan threw the wet towel on Jiang Ling's forehead and said with a smile, "take care of your own variety show first."

Jiang Ling was chosen as a guest of the new season of outdoor sports reality show because of her good athletic talent and good figure. However, she was born as an idol group, and even if her masculinity index exploded, it was hard not to show opposition.

"My skin is rough and my flesh is thick. I'm free to scold."

Shen Huan kicks Jiang Ling and then falls on Xu Qichen.

When writing, in order to make some Shura arenas from time to time, and the team mate CP between groups is the inevitable product, Xu Qichen did not hesitate to create the image of Shen Huan, which is somewhat evil. But when he met him, he found that he really could not hold such a personality.

Xu Qichen moves his leg quietly. Shen Huan falls to the ground and is ridiculed by Bai Yi: "your hair is full of sweat. You have to wipe it on Mengze."

Xu Qichen waved his hand with a smile, "no, my legs are sour."

After almost a break, five people were pulled up by the choreographer teacher to continue rehearsal. They returned to the dormitory in the middle of the night, but they could only sleep for more than three hours. In the morning, there was a shooting of magazine cover.

On the way to the studio, Xu Qichen watched everyone fighting in the car. He had some strange emotions in his heart, but they were not negative.

As a child, he was not good at words. He was always unable to establish close relationships with people and integrate into the environment. Over time, he found that he had no friends.

Suddenly in a new identity to get teammates this special interpersonal relationship, novelty, a little happy.

After filming the group, Xu Qichen could have a rest. He was sleepy and hungry on the sofa beside him. He took a piece of dessert from the tea table and put it into his mouth. The female staff on one side saw it and covered her mouth with a smile: "it turns out that Mengze doesn't care about body management at all."

Xu Qichen with a mouthful of cake can not speak, embarrassed smile, but a voice came from the back: "he ah, eat not fat."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Yun in a black suit sat next to Xu Qichen, who slowly chewed the cake and looked at her.

Li Yun sighed, "don't you worry about your audition at all?"

Xu Qichen finally swallowed the last mouthful, "I'm afraid it's useless."

"Have you seen Weibo?" Li Yun takes out her mobile phone.

Xu Qichen shakes his head. He has been rehearsing since he came back to the company. He doesn't have time to sleep. How can he brush his microblog.

Li Yun handed the mobile phone to Xu Qichen, "I also wanted to say yesterday that I would release the news first, so that your image and the movie can be linked. I didn't expect that someone would get the first shot."

Xu Qichen looked at his mobile phone, and several familiar marketing numbers happened to be the same. During the audition yesterday, he posted a microblog, with similar content. What's "Chen Anping's new work, focusing on the same-sex theme?" "Director Chen's new work supports LGBT group!" "Chen Anping, Qu Qing, Lin ran Golden Triangle cooperate again, point to XX Award" and so on, most of them focus on the film theme and configuration.

Xu Qichen opened the full text of the microblog and saw that it was very obscure and even mentioned the names of some artists in one stroke.He reached out, pointed to the comment, and pointed.

"You mean, he?"