Chapter 201： The actor is my mother fan 41

Yan Chao pinched the tissue in his heart silently.

In just a short while, several replies of approval appeared below the confession.

Although Mu Chao's account is a trumpet, he can't bear to check in every day to confess, so it is quite conspicuous among Chu Ci's not many fans.

After all, although Chu Ci's fans are active, there are not many people.

Yan Chao squeezed the phone and used the confession porcelain treasure for several days, so he ignored the others and clicked on the message sent by Ou Xuan.

Ou Xuan: Have you recovered from your cold? Chu Ci's agent handed in her recent itinerary, and for the sake of your old friends and me, send you a copy for this unrequited fellow.

There was a smirk behind him, and at first glance this guy was here to laugh at the fun.

Yan Chao didn't bother to care about what he said, but moved his fingertips slightly, clicked on the picture he sent, twisted his brows slightly, and then turned his head and sneezed again, which was typing.

Yan Chao: She's going to audition?

Ou Xuan: ... After doing it for a long time, you really only see your little girl in your eyes. If I didn't send her the itinerary, would you have to wait a few days before you talk to me?

Yan Chao: Well.

Yeah, you big-headed ghost.

Ou Xuan gritted his teeth and was about to raise his hand to type when he saw the person on the other side send another sentence.

Yan Chao: There are any undecided female roles in "A Thousand Miles", so I invite you to send her an audition invitation.

Ou Xuan: ...Are you faint?

Do you specifically harm yourself? Chu Ci hasn't even acted in a play, so he just sent out an audition invitation? What if the acting skills are not up to the standard, but the auditors gave it to you for your sake? Is there such a harm to the movie you are about to play?

Ou Xuan: It's over, we say that the reputation of the great actor has been ruined for many years.

Yan Chao: Let her try the play by herself, don't mention me. Even if the acting skills are not good, I can take her into the play. Secondly, I don't care about those things.

This is a kind of arrogance about his own strength, which belongs only to the arrogance of words, and it is true. He fixes a work every year, but it is just to feel the different life, so that his gradually numb heart can get a little relaxation. .

Others are nothing but a mere name.

And now he has found an existence that makes him more comfortable than this way, and this guy is lawless, and when he finds that the little girl is going to try another director's play, he has to find his own presence willfully.

Ou Xuan: OK, OK, I see, what else do you want?

After a while, Yan sent a meme over there.

The picture shows the familiar little girl doing a beckoning dance.

It reads below: Okay, you can go.

Ou Xuan:...

Your uncle, where did the emoji come from.

...

On the other side, at the backstage of "Dancing", Hao Ya was staring at the makeup artist applying makeup to the little girl.

Chu Ci has always been in a fast-paced modern hip-hop style, with her hair scattered behind her head, a black peaked cap and loose black clothes on her head, making the little girl's white skin more conspicuous.

He didn't put on too much makeup, but the color on his lips was slightly reddish, retaining the original childishness of the little girl with a hint of rebellion.

"Okay, it's almost done, it should be coming to you soon too, let's get ready." Hao Ya looked at the little girl like this, nodded in satisfaction.