The Villains Are All My Fans - Chapter 79
Kyuyuki is a weirdo.
When walking in the last days, Duan Shu has seen many weird people.
Often with a kind-hearted look or a good-natured gentle appearance, she suddenly violently kills, so she is also particularly sensitive to such people.虽然之前说要揍幕后黑手一顿狠的,不过真到了面对面,又有监控的情况在,她只掀起眼皮淡淡的瞥他一眼:“别爱我,没结果。”
He didn’t show any signs of being attacked, and the smile was fixed on his eyes, not reaching the bottom of his eyes: “You are the most beautiful person I have ever met. Lu Jinchuan is not worthy of you.”
“I don’t know him well.”
According to the agent, the person who used that photo to break the news should be a forum writer.
Duan Shu naturally didn’t want to give him a chance to write an essay, and wanted to leave after speaking.
Gui Yueyi: “Are you angry?”
Duan Shu turned a deaf ear, walked faster, and disappeared from his field of vision in a blink of an eye.
Being completely ignored, Gui Yueyi squeezed the tent lightly, and even the sullen look on Junmei’s face could not be found. Duan Shucai wrote the words on the wallet. The ink in the pen had a floral fragrance, and it was pressed against the tip of his nose for a moment, as if being stroked by her fingertips. At this time, there was a vibration from the mobile phone in the trouser pocket, and then Gui Yueyi put the wallet in the bag and connected the phone.
“Mr. Mo, where have you been? I can’t find you in the toilet, so I’m worried. The audition is about to start, come back soon!” His assistant Xiao Qiao.
“I’m in the toilet.”
Gui Qingyi was walking along the corridor, lying casually.
His voice was not deep at all, but it was too brisk, with joyful emotions that flew up at any time, as if every minute was super happy.
It would be happier if someone was unlucky in front of him.
“I’ve searched every cell, but I can’t see Teacher Mo! Teacher, don’t joke with me, I’ll be waiting for you at the door of the toilet.”
“Have you found the women’s toilet too?”
Assistant Xiao Qiao: “…Mr. Mo!!”
What others said, Qiao Yiyun must have taken it as a joke.
But what Teacher Mo said, he…
“Which room are you in the women’s restroom? Me, me, me…” He glanced at the entrance of the women’s restroom next to him, there were people coming and going, thinking that Mr. Mo might have gone to the wrong women’s restroom and found too many people embarrassed to come out, he said: “I’m going to find a way to get you out…”
Gui Yueyi: “What are you thinking? I’m not in the women’s toilet, I’m just asking if you’ve looked for it.”
“Oh, Mr. Mo, please forgive me. The audition will start in five minutes. You can’t be here!”
Qiao Yiyun was so anxious that his voice became louder.
When other people heard it, they didn’t know what to do, and thought he was the assistant of a big star.
After teasing the assistant to the point of crying, Gui Yueyi was satisfied and said, “Wait for me in the audition room.” Hang up the phone.
The long busy tone on the phone seemed to mock the assistant’s nervous heart.
Knowing that Mr. Mo would go to the audition room if he didn’t have a temper, Qiao Yiyun was relieved and wanted to curse in a low voice. He raised his eyes and looked around with fear. Although he didn’t see Mr. Mo, he always felt that he would jump out of some corner and cut him. pause.
…Alas, the chores are about to cast a psychological shadow on themselves.
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Audition room.
The director and the audition officer glanced at the door from time to time, and Qiao Yiyun, who hurried back, smiled apologetically: “Mr. Mo is a little uncomfortable, and he will be back soon.”
“Ok.”
After a while, “Mr. Mo” pushed the door and came in, and nodded hello to the three of them.
“Sorry, I wasted time.”
He raised the corners of his lips and smiled with his brows and eyes curled, like two spring ponds that made his face warm.
In front of him, how much temper will be appeased.
The director motioned him to sit down: “Just catch up, sit down quickly.”
The assistant whispered, “Mr. Mo, I’ve been looking for you for a long time…”
The silent and unprovoked disappearance is indeed “Mr. Mo”‘s fault.
However, he didn’t panic at all, and looked back with a smile, his clear eyes seemed to have the ability to see through people’s hearts, but he made the rational party feel guilty. He was sitting next to the director, and the brand name on the table was written with three words – “Mo Qingyi”.
At the end of the new platinum god, a book of “Star Soul Tribulation” swept the Internet literature world and became one of the annual traffic symbols.
The real person is unexpectedly young and handsome, with a good temperament and no hunchback.
There is a handsome aura everywhere.
The only thing that makes him a writer is that Mo Qingyi has tenosynovitis and wears medical wrist braces on both hands for a long time.
The blue-black bracers stood out on the pair of thin white china wrists.
The resumes on the table are very thin, only seven.
“Is there only so much?” Mo Qingyi asked.
The audition officer smiled bitterly: “The last round is too many, and many people have been brushed out in the front, and start calling them in in order?”
The director nodded.
The first and second Mo Qingyi reacted lightly, and the third actor who came in for the audition had a very familiar face, so he sat up straight with interest. This move fell into the eyes of Lu Jinchuan, who regarded it as an expression of interest in him, and was immediately excited. It seemed that he had a good chance to get this role!
“Hello, teachers, I’m Lu Jinchuan.” He briefly introduced the roles he played, and finally mentioned it with a sincere expression: “I like the book “Star Soul Tribulation” very much.”
Fake.
Because “Entertainment Movie King: Unlimited Picking Up Girls” is a street essay, the author has always been slightly red and half black. Compared with the newcomer who has become popular faster than himself, Mo Qingyi is such a person who is used by the author to vent his jealousy. the antagonist. The protagonist, Lu Jinchuan, naturally despises this brilliantly written masterpiece.
However, at the moment of the audition, he wanted to praise the author of the novel so that he could gain impression points.
Mo Qingyi stared at his face for a moment and sighed, “Alas, what a pity.”
It would be great if Duan Shu liked his books.
What is this idiot?
Mo Qingyi felt infinite regret.
His online articles became popular and he has been taking over the list of writers on the forum to make a living. He is famous for his broad thinking and quick hands. In addition, writing forum hydrology helps him practice and grasp the key points in just a few lines, so even if he is not worried When the income is increased, the number of orders received is only reduced, and it is written as a pastime. I received an order for Duan Shu’s rhythm “whitewashing” before, which should be a scattered order issued by the public relations department of Juxing Entertainment. He got the first-hand real hammer, and had a deeper understanding of the scum of Lu Jinchuan and Song Ziqiao.
Because Mo Qingyi had to decide which to write and which not to write.
Some are particularly bad, which will affect the public’s perception of Duan Shu, so that part has to be discarded.
Mo Qingyi’s first impression of this new star was steamed buns.
The meat buns with thin skin and beautiful filling are so bullying that they have been taken advantage of for three years.
Out of some indescribable personal hobby, Mo Qingyi not only did not dislike this weak and bullying bun, but was very interested in it and wanted to… poke her and bully her. Of course, Mo Qingyi is not in a rut, and will only deal with women’s straight men’s cancer.
He wants to bully everyone.
Mo Qingyi’s sensual aesthetic seems to stay forever in the third grade boys of elementary school, the summer when unicorns are stuffed around the necks of those who are interested and have a good impression.
He looks like an adult on the outside, but he is still a childish child on the inside.
His assistant Qiao Yiyun often slandered. If his boss was not good-looking, he would have been beaten to death eight times.
The director asked, “What a pity?”
Mo Qingyi: “The taste is good, but the face is a little worse.”
To like his books is to have taste.
Lu Jinchuan: “…”
He has been scolded, laughed, and said that he was petty.
It’s just that the face is not said.
Being able to debut and play some small roles with names and lines, Lu Jinchuan was a first-class handsome guy in his birthplace and when he was studying. This is also one of his obsessions to marry Bai Fumei and go home. With make-up, there are too many beauties and it is worthless, and good-looking men are rare.
Audition Officer: “Does it not match the Xing Lingfeng in your heart?”
“Yeah,” Mo Qingyi nodded, “My protagonist is set to be very handsome, he almost, the first two are prettier than him.”
…
It is said that writers stay away from crowds and rarely socialize, so their emotional intelligence is low, and that’s true…
The director and audition officer next to him smiled.
However, Lu Jinchuan has no connections or background. He comes from a small company and has a general resume, so he is not afraid of offending him.
It is normal to be picked on during the audition, but Mo Qingyi said it too bluntly, and it was a little hurtful.
Lu Jinchuan was unwilling to be humiliated: “Appearance doesn’t mean everything.”
Mo Qingyi raised his eyebrows with interest: “Oh? So you have other connotations? Come, show me your talent and let me see.”
Lu Jinchuan was stunned, then looked at the director inquiringly.
He thought that Mo Qingyi was just an author, and even when he came to the audition scene, he was just passing through the scene and had no decision-making power. The director nodded: “Then you can show it.”
This question really stumped Lu Jinchuan.
In this life, he has no golden fingers, and he has learned very hard to learn acting, let alone spinning like Duan Shu, learning boxing and dancing.
Lu Jinchuan: “I’ll play the script my teacher gave me.”
Mo Qingyi nodded: “Okay.”
After all, he can only act.
The audition officer sat upright, except for Mo Qingyi, who looked at him with his chin in one hand.
During the time he spent in the film and television city, Lu Jinchuan also practiced the ability to memorize his lines, and he acted in a decent manner without making a big mistake.
However, if you want to be the master of a drama, you are far from it.
Although Mo Qingyi doesn’t like him, he still carefully examines the male lead who is about to play his own work. The more he looks, the more he feels that he is acting empty, there is nothing on his face, and he can only recite lines, expressions and idol drama male characters on the market. There is no difference, and from time to time to his side, it is obvious that he is very concerned about him.
Too vain.
This performance could not impress him.
“okay,”
In the middle of Lu Jinchuan’s performance, Mo Qingyi raised his hand to stop: “Go out and wait for the news, the next one.”
“But I haven’t finished the show yet, what’s your dissatisfaction with me?”
“At your level, something will happen when you are officially filming, and you will be pressured by Duan Shu.” Mo Qingyi is an emotionless author, and his usual warm eyes swept over him coldly: “Although I also really think about it. Look at the liveliness, but it’s a personal drama anyway, I don’t want to see the picture lose its balance, you go back to practice for a few more years, or transform into an idol as soon as possible.”
He looked at Lu Jinchuan and thought indifferently in his heart – his acting skills are rubbish, and his face is not as good-looking as his, what is the use of this person?
Lu Jinchuan clenched his fists, knowing that he really looked down on himself.
“Mr. Mo…”
The auditioner thought he was too harsh.
Mo Qingyi: “Actually, I’ve said it very implicitly. Go back and think about it for yourself.”
implicit?
The audition officer and the director invariably stared wide-eyed.
The assistant at the back, Xiao Qiao, nodded again and again: “Yes, it’s much gentler than usual.”
Among the four villains who were abused by the protagonist, the others were more or less angered.
Only Mo Qingyi, he really has a bad mouth.