The performance is complete.

The scene was silent, and everyone could hear each other's breathing. At this moment, time seemed to have been pressed the pause button.

Yan Zhixu returned to the original position, lifted the fallen chair, wiped off the dust on it, sat down lazily and waited for the news.

After a long silence, screenwriter Xiaoxiao patted the table and stared at the person sitting in the chair excitedly, with a dazzling brilliance in her eyes.

She was so excited that she was incoherent, "Chu Yingying, this is the Chu Yingying in my mind. This interpretation is like Chu Yingying herself walking out of the book. She is the most suitable for the original."

The second female Chu Yingying is hateful, but she is also a tragic character who cannot be loved. Yan Zhixu's explosive crying scene is very infectious.

"..."

The assistant director had a gloomy face, his brows furrowed in displeasure, and he felt that the situation was like a runaway horse trying to break free.

Yan Zhixu's previous acting skills were like shit. I don't know how hot his eyes are. How could he suddenly be reborn?

He pondered for a while, "This crying scene is not bad, but as far as I am concerned, I think Zhou Xinran's acting experience is more sufficient, and the performance will be more stable."

Cheng Du leaned against the office chair lazily, spinning the expensive pen with his fingertips, then sat up straight, and swept his sharp eyes around the people present.

When he glanced at the assistant director, he put away the pen he was playing with, "You talk too much."

The expression on the man's face was calm, and the tone of his words was not elevated, but the oppressive feeling around him lingered unstoppably in the room.

Deputy director:"……"

Seeing that the other party was on the verge of anger, he dared not strongly recommend Zhou Xinran, and shut his mouth embarrassingly.

Cheng Du picked up the pen in his hand and quickly wrote something on the paper in front of him, "Go back and wait for the news, the result will be released tonight at the latest."

Seeing the director's friendly appearance, Rong Cheng and Hua Shiying, who were sitting on the sidelines, glanced at each other, knowing that this role was almost certain.

"Okay."

Yan Zhixu got up from the chair, patted the dust on his clothes that he had just fallen on the ground, and calmly pushed the door out.

That casual calm expression almost made people think that this was not an audition spot where everyone was trying to get in, but a wet market that came and went on the street.

Get out of the room.

In the corridor outside, Zhou Xinran was anxiously sending messages with her mobile phone, while Lu Xun was pacing back and forth in the corridor like ants on a hot pot.

Seeing Yan Zhixu come out, Lu Xun, like a prisoner seeing the dawn of hope, strode forward and circled beside her.

"Baby Ash, how was the audition? Are you confident?"

"Don't be too discouraged if you are not sure. I will sign you up for an acting training class. We will strive to work harder next time when we get a better script for audition."

He observed her expression, trying to see any clues, but he found nothing and returned without success.

Yan Zhixu copied the pocket with one hand, "Brother Lu, the audition is not a big problem, 90% sure."

The restless Lu Xun pulled out his ears and pinched his arm muscles in disbelief. The pain was not a dream.

He didn't question the credibility of this sentence, and all of a sudden he smiled, "Okay, Axu has worked hard, let's go back."

Lu Xun and Yan Zhixu walked out.

He walked lightly, wearing a pink and tender shirt, his slender waist twisted, and the way he walked was called a thousand kinds of amorous feelings.

"..."

Zhou Xinran, who followed behind, took the conversation between the two into his eyes, rolled his eyes, and let out a dismissive sneer from his throat.

Nine-layer grasp?

I'm afraid I'm not dreaming.

As far as Yan Zhixu's staring zombie acting skills are concerned, unless there is a shady deal, how can he possibly win the role?