Chapter 764： The amazing emperor

"Please give me another chance, I really need this job."

He knelt down in front of Yan Zhixu with a tricky angle, kowtowing and praying.

"Sorry, I can't decide."

Yan Zhixu refused with a cold expression.

The kneeling group performers continued to kowtow heavily, as if they didn't hear him, and the scarlet blood spilled out of the broken skin on the kowtowed forehead.

Seeing this, the field manager hurriedly stepped forward to force Link to leave before the director was not angry.

"Give me another chance, I will definitely be able to act well..."

He was dragged all the way, and the voice of shouting and begging for mercy came into everyone's ears. The director was unmoved, and there was no sign of relenting.

No one responded to his words, and Link's eyes flickered with a wicked light.

"Hey……"

After the group performer was dragged off the set, he sighed. The entertainment industry is cruel. Although acting requires a certain amount of effort, sometimes talent is really important.

Obviously the group performer has no talent.

Xiaoxiao looked around, and when her eyes fell on Fu Shimo, surprise flashed in her eyes.

She strode forward and said excitedly, "Sir, I think you are very suitable for the role of Emperor Zun, do you want to give it a try?"

Lu Xun raised her orchid fingers, worried, "Ah, this... this is a visit to the class... not someone from the entertainment industry."

What if Dean Fu takes off his mask and is photographed by someone with a heart and goes out, and he can't keep his relationship with A Xu back?

"It all depends on what Miss Yan means."

Fu Shimo's knuckled fingers pushed the frame of the mirror on the bridge of his nose, his voice was gentle and sweet, and his eyes were full of only the woman in front of him.

Looking at his hands, the screenwriter Xiaoxiao swallowed frantically, and the excitement in his eyes became more intense and dazzling.

Mom, what kind of fairy brother is this?

These hands are simply amazing, perfect works of art, he can go directly to be a hand model!

Hearing his words, knowing that the decision of the matter rests with Yan Zhixu, he turns around and walks over, pulls up the other party's sleeves and shakes it coquettishly.

"Mr. Yan, you agree, it's just a cameo, and you won't show your face."

The sweet and greasy coquettish voice made people's bones brittle, director Cheng Du's mouth twitched, and he couldn't bear to look directly.

Unable to stand the screenwriter's stalking and rubbing, Yan Zhixu pulled Xiaoxiao's hand away.

She lightly opened her red lips, "You can try it. Actually, I really want to see you in ancient costumes."

"Okay."

Fu Shimo nodded, raised his feet and followed the makeup artist and stylist into the dressing room.

"..."

Looking at the back of his departure, Rong Cheng, who was watching from the side, raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled lightly.

It seems that Shi Mo is really planted on Yan Zhixu's body, and he is quite affectionate and has no regrets, and he has no intention of empathizing.

Hearing this laughter, Hua Shiying blinked and asked in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"

Rong Cheng was wearing old clothes that were sewn up, but he still did not damage the extravagance that lingered around him.

"Nothing, you'll find out later."

Seeing that he didn't intend to speak mysteriously, Hua Shiying shook his head with interest in his eyes, and continued to ask questions without being ignorant.

After more than half an hour, a white coat came into view, and the noisy studio was instantly silent.

The person who came here was as handsome as Shunhua, and his spirit was extraordinary.

Dressed in white clothes that beat the snow, his handsome face was covered with a cold detachment that refused to leave people thousands of miles away.

His eyebrows are clear and handsome, three thousand pieces of black silk are scattered like black silk, the autumn wind blows in the clothes and elegant, and the hair flies up and lingers with the wind.

Walking in a leisurely manner, like a poem and a painting, it immediately caught everyone's attention.

"hiss……"

There was a low sound of gasping at the scene.