Hearing the sound, Lin Yan felt helpless.

If she said at this time that she was not the artist auditioning for their crew, she would probably be trolled to death, and she might even be considered to have sneaked in on purpose.

Even if she performs well in the end, it will be found out that she is not qualified to audition at all.

It's better to just make mistakes, act casually, and then leave quietly.

Sure enough, the good luck was just fleeting, and now she has returned to her normal life track of constant misfortune.

Who would have thought that just by watching and eating melon outside, you can actually be shot?

Jiang Yiming reminded him expressionlessly: "You can play freely with the scenes and lines, as long as you can interpret the soul of the character, let's get started!"

Lin Yan: "..."

Still performing soul?

Director Jiang, I'm afraid your request is a bit high...

Lin Yan wanted to leave quickly, but could only walk towards the bed step by step with a heavy heart, and then stared at the funny prop dummy on the bed with a melancholy face.

Next to them, several young artists laughed when they saw this, "Are you sure she is playing the role of a domineering female CEO, not a doormat?"

Wang Qiaohui said with disdain, "You can tell by the look on her face that she doesn't know how to act! What kind of acting is this?"

Qin Shanshan glanced at her watch impatiently, "Isn't it over yet?"

Feng Anhua saw that Qin Shanshan and her daughter were already very unhappy, so he could only hurriedly say to Lin Yan, who had not even had time to start, "Okay, okay, you don't have to act anymore, get off!"

When Lin Yan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his accidental intrusion probably wouldn't be discovered.

Under Feng Anhua's constant urging, Jiang Yiming could only say, "Get out!"

However, the girl remained motionless.

Jiang Yiming frowned, "What are you still doing standing here?"

The moment Jiang Yiming finished speaking, the girl's originally gentle eyes seemed to have been swept by a cold wind.

When the storm receded, what he looked at was a pair of eyes that were as cold as bones and as sharp as blades. A strong sense of oppression suddenly hit him, strangling his throat like sharp claws...

"You..." For a moment, Jiang Yiming was stunned by that look.

Feng Anhua on the side was caught in the corner of the eye, and a chill ran down his spine.

At the same time, inside the compartment.

Pei Nanxu panicked and helped up the man who suddenly fell asleep on the sofa, "Brother! Brother! Wake up!"

Fortunately, this was not the first time this happened. Pei Nanxu quickly calmed down and dialed the number of Assistant Pei Yucheng, "Prepare a car immediately and prepare to go to the hospital!"

…

On the prop sofa in the audition hall.

Lin Yan did not stand up, but changed to a more comfortable posture, looking lazily and lightly in the direction of Jiang Yiming and Feng Anhua——

"Director Jiang, it turns out that this is what you call...justice?"
Chapter completed!