Collapsed house star: My wife is the actress

Chapter 17 017. Line up with Netizens

Most of the people who came to audition were those who were outside the 38th line, and many of them were students in school, and they were not well-known.

On the contrary, Zhang Yuntian, a young [-]th-line actor, seemed to be the best among these guys.

"Damn it, Zhang Yuntian." Someone exclaimed.

Zhang Yuntian raised his head and chest, for a moment, he felt that he was quite famous.

After waiting for a while, chanting started inside, and actors went in to audition one after another.

At this time, someone suddenly sat down beside Zhang Yuntian.

Zhang Yuntian didn't pay attention, but suddenly heard the little girl next to him say: "Hi, Mr. Zhang, I'm your fan, can you sign me?"

Zhang Yuntian froze for a moment, raised his head, and looked at the girl with a hellish expression.

The little girl looked at Zhang Yuntian, who had an indifferent expression, and suddenly became serious, and she was a little frightened. The scolding on the show is really fierce.

Immediately stood up: "It's okay not to sign, sorry to bother you."

Run when you're done.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yuntian called to stop the girl.

"Did you just say you wanted to sign?"

"Hmm."

The little girl quickly took out a notebook and carefully handed it to Zhang Yuntian.

Zhang Yuntian is still a little skeptical, his reputation on the Internet is like this, and there are fans, and there are people asking for his autograph?

He signed his name on the notebook with suspicion, looked at the little girl several times during the process, and then carefully returned the notebook to the little girl.

Both looked extremely cautious.

The little girl took the notebook and said happily, "Thank you."

Zhang Yuntian's expression was a little frightened.

When the little girl walked away, Zhang Yuncai felt that he was alive again: "I didn't expect someone to ask me to sign it, it's too scary."

In the previous life, Zhang Yuntian was hacked by the whole Internet. Everyone on the Internet scolded him. Those people wanted him to die. They never felt what a fan is, let alone signing a fan.

It would be an extrajudicial favor for those people not to pour acid on him face to face.

In this life, he didn't do anything, so why did he suddenly have fans.

He was still wondering if this was some kind of trap just now.

Thinking wildly in his heart, at this moment, the staff called his name: "Zhang Yuntian."

When Zhang Yuntian got up and was about to go in, he saw the little girl who had just asked for his autograph and waved at him: "Brother Yuntian, come on."

"Brother Yuntian, uh."

Zhang Yuntian got goose bumps all over his body when he heard it.

Zhang Yuntian entered the audition room, the room was not big, and there were three people sitting in front of it.

The director sits in the middle, the producer on the left and the screenwriter on the right.

Zhang Yuntian bowed, and before he could speak, he heard the director in the middle say: "Zhang Yuntian, haven't you decided to play Zhao Huo?"

The original male No. [-] was named Zhao Huo, and he was the teacher of the male protagonist when he was young, so there were a few encounters.

Zhang Yuntian nodded: "Indeed, but I prefer the role of male number one, I want to give it a try."

The director looks relatively young, about 30 years old, wearing glasses, with thick hair, and has not yet begun to fall into the hair loss crisis of a senior director.

He read the script and said indifferently, "Then you can act in the third scene."

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yuntian came out of the audition room.

Many people looked at Zhang Yuntian, but he didn't care.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Wan Jun called, as if this guy knew that Zhang Yuntian had finished the audition.

"How was the audition?" Wan Jun asked directly.

"I don't know, let me go home and wait for the announcement."

Wan Jun was silent for a while when he heard Zhang Yuntian's words, and then asked after a while: "How do you feel?"

Zhang Yuntian directly boasted: "I feel that I have performed very well, and I have a high degree of fit with the hero. If they don't choose me, they will be blind."

"Snapped"

Zhang Yuntian hung up the phone if there was nothing extra to say.

Zhang Yuntian didn't care, he was standing on the side of the street waiting for the car, when the phone rang again, Zhang Yuntian thought it was Wan Jun calling again, he didn't even look at it, he just answered it.

"What else is there?"

"Zhang Yuntian, you asked me what's the matter? Why didn't you answer so many calls? Where did you go when you died?"

Huang Cuifang's voice came from the phone.

This voice seems like a world away.

Zhang Yuntian frowned and looked at the caller ID, which said, Sister Wang.

Sister Wang is an old servant of the Zhang family. When Zhang Yuntian was in the Zhang family, other servants ignored him in various ways. Only Sister Wang took good care of him. That's why he blocked everyone. , only sister Wang's number was kept.

As a result, Huang Cuifang actually used Sister Wang's number to call him.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yuntian asked on the phone: "What can you do with me?"

"Go home immediately." Huang Cuifang said angrily.

"go home?"

Zhang Yuntian sneered: "You can go home, but let me go back, don't regret it."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yuntian hung up the phone directly.

Zhang Yuntian continued to wait for the car on the side of the street, but he couldn't wait, so he directly used the taxi-hailing software to call an online car-hailing car.

A driver will pick up the order soon, but the distance is very far, it will take about 10 minutes.

Zhang Yuntian simply lowered his head and scrolled through Weibo.

After returning from rebirth, he has not logged in yet.

Yesterday Lingyu said that only 90.00% of netizens scolded him now, and he didn't feel anything, but today someone cheered him up for an audition, Zhang Yuntian was a little skeptical, did his reputation start to improve?

After logging in, all the private messages on Weibo were insulting him, so he cleared them with one click.

Then I turned to my last Weibo.

Without any pictures, it is a very chicken soup text: you will not regret it if you fight hard, and there will be a rainbow after the storm.

It was sent by him in his previous life.

Under this Weibo circle, there are more than 2 retweets and more than 6 comments.

Zhang Yuntian was a little surprised, because he was often scolded, so he had already turned off all the reminders that could be turned off, unless he clicked in, otherwise he would not see the comments and reposts at all.

Could it be that he started to become popular?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuntian clicked on the comment.

The comment with the most likes: Zhang Yuntian is dead?
It should be a typo, type "ma" as mom.

Zhang Yuntian had mixed feelings.

The worry is that his reputation hasn't changed in any way, so I've thought about it in vain.

The joy is.

He looked at the comment with the most likes for a while, and immediately liked it angrily.

He not only liked it, but also commented directly: "If you can talk, talk more, what's wrong with my mother? Can't you afford it?"

After posting, Zhang Yuntian continued to read the comments below, all of which were scolding him.

He liked all the ones with the word "mother".

Netizen: "Zhang Yuntian, have you seen it? Your mother's ashes are in my hands. If you don't retreat from the circle, I will directly raise it."

Zhang Yuntian praised and commented: "Hua Guo people don't lie to Hua Guo people, let's do it now."

Netizen: "Zhang Yuntian, your mother is an animal."

Zhang Yuntian liked and commented: "That's right, how do you know?"

Netizen: "Zhang Yuntian, your mother spiraled into the sky and exploded, and was directly broken into slag, and then was eaten by cats and dogs, and there was no hair left."

Zhang Yuntian liked and commented: "Small mouth is so sweet, if you can talk, just talk more, I will tell you Qidian Chinese website, if there is no novel written by you, I will uninstall it directly."

Zhang Yuntian played against netizens frantically on the Internet.

"Didi." The horn sounded.

A black car parked beside Zhang Yuntian.

Zhang Yuntian thought it was an online car-hailing car, so he put his mobile phone in his pocket, opened the car door and got in.

The atmosphere in the car froze immediately.

Gate: Recommended Ticket

Door: monthly pass
　Mengxin asks for support, recommendation tickets, monthly tickets and follow-up, please.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)