The moment they saw Fu Yue's face, almost everyone's eyes froze, and they couldn't bear to move their eyes away.
It turns out that in this world, there really is the kind of stunning beauty that can't be described by the red pen and ink.
Today Fu Yue wore a very sloppy red shirt. The buttons on the neckline were loose, showing a beautiful collarbone.
She fluffed up her long hair, put on a pair of sunglasses to cover most of her gorgeous face, stepped on unhurried steps, and walked directly inside.
The aura of the locomotive beauty is too strong.
Full of aggressiveness.
Everyone unconsciously made way for her.
Fu Yue didn't wait in a line outside silly. Anyway, she came through the back door, so why not use her privileges.
Seeing Fu Yue's arrogant look.
Some people's eyes flashed with disdain, envy, and jealousy, and some people's eyes were very calm, and it was somewhat obvious.
There was a girl who auditioned, named Sun Qianqian, who was very pretty. Unlike the popular Internet celebrity face, she was a little classical, and her brows were full of arrogance that could not be hidden.
Sun Qianqian couldn't help but complained, "Who is this person? Why didn't we go in without waiting in line, this big sun, we all waited so hard, so why is she alone? This is too unfair. Up."
Someone agreed with her and whispered: "Does this still need to be asked? It must be someone who stuffed it in. You haven't seen how beautiful she is. The beauties of the entire entertainment industry are probably sad to stand in front of her. Faded."
Sun Qianqian was a little bit sour in her heart, and said bitterly, "Can you do whatever you want if you look good? I don't know how many knives she has suffered on that face."
Her voice is not small, and many people hear her around.
Someone has long seen this Sun Qianqian uncomfortable. At this time, she said sarcastically: "You are so sour. People have the ability to eat with their faces. If you do it, you can also chant. In our line, don't you rely on a face? , It sounds like you are so noble."
Sun Qianqian was furious.
A few girls quarreled instantly, and the others stepped forward to fight.
There was a beautiful and elegant girl sitting in the corner alone, holding a script in her hand, reading and reciting carefully, and she was not affected by the chaotic scene.
Her name is He Wei, twenty-four years old this year, and she has been in this circle for eight years. She is unwilling to accept the unspoken rules of the circle, and it is still not salty or indifferent.
She barely got a familiar face in front of the audience, but not many people were able to call her name.
Seeing the arrogant Sun Qianqian, He Wei thought of herself a few years ago in a daze, and then laughed at herself.
In this circle, like they have no backstage and no background, they can only rely on running crews one after another, constantly picking up dramas and getting familiar. It is almost impossible to soar into the sky.
He Wei glanced at a few people who were blushing with thick necks and laughed mockingly. Instead of doing such boring things, it's better to study the script, maybe there is still some chance.
Fu Yue pushed the door and went in.
The sound of her movements is not small.
Being so startled, the anger in Dao Li's heart, who was already scorched, rose from the bottom of his heart, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to curse.
"Which one has no eyes..."
Then I saw the tall beauty on the opposite side slowly taking off the sunglasses, revealing that arrogant and gorgeous face.
Director Li was inexplicably persuaded, and silently swallowed the second half of the sentence.