If he weren't still auditioning, Xiao He would really want to call the police and have all these scoundrels arrested.
This is absolutely outrageous! Is this film crew even safe to stay in? Won't you just die of shock?
There's not a single good person among them, from top to bottom!
"Xiao He!"
Seeing the young man on stage staring blankly at them without answering the question for a long time, Feng Zhengyang looked displeased, put down Xiao He's resume, and slammed his fist on the table: "What's going on? I'm asking you a question, are you mute?"
Xiao He immediately snapped out of his daze. He still had to maintain appearances, so he quickly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, Director, please forgive me."
"Alright, never mind, let's get started on your performance!"
Director Feng didn't waste any words. He simply crossed his arms, leaned back, and let Xiao He begin his audition performance.
Xiao He hesitated for a moment, but decided to give his best performance.
After all, there's a difference between being eliminated for a good performance and being eliminated for a bad performance.
In any case, he has to do his own job well first, so as not to give others anything to criticize.
Xiao He sat in the only chair on the stage, slowly rolled up his sleeves, then picked up the non-existent "saline solution" from thin air, gritted his teeth, and collapsed onto the "injured" spot—
This scene is not just a solo performance, but also a performance without props.
The surrounding area was filled with the noisy discussions of others. They were afraid that his presence would harm everyone, and they were also afraid that if he left, they would be left without protection and unable to leave the hospital.
Everyone argued heatedly, but no one really cared about him. The ugliness of humanity and the distortion of human nature were on full display in the small doctor's office at that moment.
He didn't speak, but silently and slowly cleaned his wound, then bandaged it with trembling hands.
Those people saw him as their hope, but forgot that he was just an ordinary swordsmanship teacher before. He was not much better than the average person. He was only twenty-three years old, younger than many of the people present. He had never killed anyone before and was not born knowing how to kill zombies.
He would tremble with fear when he held a sword, and he would be in so much pain from a knife wound that he couldn't speak.
But nobody cared.
How many of these people were saved by him? How many had their hope rekindled because of him?
The light in the young man's eyes was slowly fading, and a deathly gray ferocity was gradually spreading in his dark eyes.
His hands slowly stopped trembling, but he tightly gripped the bandage on his arm, letting the blood stain it red again. When he raised his head again, a cold and mocking expression appeared before everyone.
He stood up unsteadily, picked up the bloodstained wooden sword in his hand, and looked down at everyone. He gave a self-deprecating twitch, his lips moved a few times, but in the end he said nothing.
He simply turned around and walked resolutely outside...
...
After Xiao He's performance ended, Feng Zhengyang's expression finally changed from nonchalant to serious.
Tong Junhui, who was initially indifferent to the casting, also turned his attention to Xiao He.
"You only have two works so far?"
Feng Zhengyang flipped through Xiao He's extremely simple resume and asked.
"Yes, I only have two works airing so far," Xiao He said truthfully.
"Not from a professional background?"
"right."
The assistant leaned close to producer Dong Zeng and whispered something in his ear.
Xiao He noticed that they were speaking Cantonese.
Dong Zengren seemed quite displeased, looking at Xiao He with a hint of wariness: "You're Xiao He? The one who's been trending on social media a few times recently?"
Xiao He nodded: "Yes, it's me."
The assistant handed Dong Zeng his phone, and Dong Zeng opened the screen and looked at it. Based on the audio coming from the phone, Xiao He could roughly guess that the other person was watching the video of him climbing the building to save someone.
In a sense, this rescue video can be considered one of his "representative works".
However, after reading Xiao He's "masterpiece," Dong Zeng merely sneered, casually put down his phone, and said nothing more.
Feng Zhengyang then asked, "I see you used a recommendation letter from Haohan Entertainment. Are you an artist under Haohan Entertainment?"
Xiao He denied it: "I am not. I am an artist from Ling Hui Studio."
"Ling Hui?"
Feng Zhengyang frowned slightly, seemingly trying to recall which capital backed the studio. Tong Junhui, who was standing next to him, reminded him at the right moment: "It's a studio opened by my former manager, Sister Liu. Currently, he is the only artist in the studio."
Xiao He raised an eyebrow and looked at Tong Junhui.
This guy... actually seems to know quite a bit about their situation.
"Oh, I see—"
Feng Zhengyang nodded, his expression growing even colder.
He turned his head and whispered something to Dong Zeng.
Xiao He no longer cared much.
Based on the series of bizarre actions that Director Feng has recently taken, Xiao He can easily guess that his biggest purpose in returning is actually to make money.
Forget about ideals, forget about hobbies, and forget about fans waiting for me. The Chinese entertainment industry needs me to save it.
To put it bluntly, it's all about money.
Everyone understands each other's little schemes.
Moreover, since the goal is to select suitable roles, and acting skills have already been demonstrated, the natural approach is to ask the actors about their understanding of the roles and their comprehension and analysis of the plot, rather than worrying about whether the actors have enough work or are not qualified, or focusing on the companies and capital behind the actors.
Haha, I used to think that the male lead was decided in advance and that the whole thing was just a stepping stone for Tong Junhui. Now Xiao He realizes that they were planning to use all the actors in the Chinese entertainment industry as stepping stones.
Then he will have to decline.
With the director, lead actor, and screenwriter all carrying huge scandals, it's uncertain whether this movie can be made or even released.
If anyone causes a problem, the entire production crew will be in an uproar.
To be honest, Xiao He felt that he was a bit wicked now, and even looked forward to the start of filming and release of this drama.
If it's a flop when it's released, all the competitors in the same period will be laughing all the way to the bank.
...
"Alright, Xiao He, you can go now."
After discussing it with those around him, Feng Zhengyang said, "Let's go back and wait for news."
"Thank you, Director Feng, and thank you to all the teachers."
Xiao He suppressed his disgust, bowed politely to the group, and then turned and left without hesitation.
Good heavens, is Feng Zhengyang eating shit every day? How can it smell so bad? The rotten smell is about to blow his skull off.
I can't take it anymore, I have to run away! When you encounter a film crew like this, you have to escape on a rocket!
Dead legs, get moving!
Xiao He strode forward with lightning speed, even forgetting his dinner appointment with Liu Zehang. He rushed out of the theater's back door, got into the nanny van that Liu Rulan was waiting for, and urged her to leave quickly.
Liu Rulan looked bewildered, glanced uncertainly behind Xiao He, and then asked, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? Is someone chasing ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) you?"
Xiao He almost choked on his breath: "Pretty much, scarier than a ghost."
Liu Rulan asked in confusion, "What happened? Did you mess up the audition?"
Xiao He didn't want to reveal his discovery, so he gave a vague reply: "I guess so."
Liu Rulan shrugged: "Then let's not think about it anymore."
“I have received the latest news that another big director is also interested in a new film, but for some reason, we have been unable to contact him recently. His assistant also said that he leaves early and returns late every day and we don’t know where he is. While you rest for the next two days, I will personally go to his residence to wait for him and try to negotiate the script.”
Xiao He nodded: "Okay, Sister Liu."
