President Baai: Reborn daughter is not easy to mess with

Chapter 275 Make an Appointment
Saying that, he staggered and ran out.The scene stopped again.Du Junran looked at a few people, Qi Fang was still staring at him, but when he saw him looking over, he hurriedly looked away. After all, it is true that An Mier in front is very noisy, but it is also true that they are bullying others collectively behind. I still feel that An Mier deserves a beating.

"This is the end of today's matter." What everyone didn't expect was that Du Junran didn't blame anyone: "I didn't think about this matter carefully, and I didn't expect to find such a thing."

The person he found acted as a monster, which made everyone feel angry for no reason, and he was too embarrassed to ask for it.

Thinking of this, Du Junran was a little horrified, it was the first time...so embarrassing.

But obviously everyone and him are not in the same brain circuit. Everyone (except Lin Xiaomu) was very moved by Du Junran's tolerance this time, and there were still small tears in their eyes.

Lin Xiaomu flipped through the script, and the heroine didn't appear frequently in the early stage, but the rehearsal couldn't be delayed because of this.

"What about the heroine?"

Everyone looked at Lin Xiaomu with dissatisfaction in their eyes, they haven't finished being touched yet, okay?

Du Junran frowned: "It seems that I still have to ask the actors again."

Lu Liang jumped out suddenly and pushed Lin Xiaomu forward: "Look, isn't there a ready-made one here? Although Xiao Mu is a screenwriter, she has also been an actress. She was the protagonist in her first TV series." .”

Du Junran looked at Lin Xiaomu, but before he could speak, Lin Xiaomu vetoed it himself.

"No, I can't, my image is not good enough."

Lu Liang pouted: "Xiao Mu, your image doesn't pass the test, so what kind of pass does it have?"

"You pass the test like this."

Lin Xiaomu and Lu Liang are both beautiful, but Lin Xiaomu's beauty is more delicate, because her petite figure makes her look more gentle and beautiful like a woman from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, while Lu Liang has a bit of cuteness. Such a girl, Even a slight hook at the corner of the mouth makes people like it from the bottom of their hearts.In fact, Su Qianxi is also so beautiful, but she is more delicate.

And Lin Xiaomu's setting of the heroine in this script is like this, otherwise, it's just like painting a tiger and not being an anti-dog.

Several people have read the script, and they all agree with Lin Xiaomu's statement. Sometimes, personal image also determines whether a script is shot or not. This is why many screenwriters will write scripts according to their characters. For some actors, this is for the director to more accurately position the characters.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaomu suddenly thought of a person who fit his image very well, and he already had acting skills.

"Well, actually, I can recommend someone, but it's up to you to decide whether to use it or not."

"You are a screenwriter, so you must have ideas about how to control the characters. Okay, bring us to meet tomorrow, let's go here first today."

Naturally, no one objected.

"The official competition is less than a month away, and the rehearsal time will be extended tomorrow. Do you have any questions?" Du Junran said, looking at Lin Xiaomu.For this competition, after he left the play, the two scripts that were to be sent to his door had already been rejected.

"Okay." She was quite serious about her work.

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In the near autumn season, the scenery in the mountains is covered with yellow leaves, the breeze caresses gently, and the sparse raindrops fall like a large piece of rain, paving the mountain road layer by layer. No matter what it is, walk on it, They all made a very crisp creaking sound, it was the fallen leaves lamenting their last life, gorgeous, yet extraordinarily lonely.

A car was approaching from a distance, not fast, but it was rolling and creaking along the way.

The car was parked outside a dilapidated two-story western-style building. The small building looked extremely dilapidated, and the walls were a little peeled off. The style was not what it is now, but it looked like it was brought decades ago. Some European-style small buildings.However, such a small single-family building is located on the top of the mountain, and it is lonely, which makes people feel a little weird.

The driver got out of the car first, the door was opened, and the man got out of the car. He stroked his sleeves, looked at the small building, smiled ironically, and then walked towards the small building.

"How is he?"

"Mr. Jing, he has been sitting in front of the window and not talking."

The man was Jing Yan. He paused for a moment, then went straight up to the second floor, and pushed open the door of the last room, but the room was pitch black with no light at all.

Without any reaction, he walked to the window, ignoring the person sitting facing the window, but directly opened the curtains, because it was facing the dark side, there was no sunlight coming in, but the brightness in the room suddenly It was turned up a few degrees.At least he could see the person sitting in front of the window wince, well, seeing him scared, Jing Yan was satisfied.

There is an old tree directly facing the window outside the window. The old tree can't tell what kind of tree it is, but it has become bare, stained with some sun's light and looks light, and the old tree without leaves is the best for this man at the moment. reflection.

"What? Are you sitting here apologizing? I remember that this room seems to be the room where my biological mother committed suicide. Are you afraid?" He didn't feel much about this man, but he remembered that the fire 20 years ago, And nearly forty lives were taken away by this executioner.

"Jing...Jing Yan, I...I am your father, I...me."

Jing Yan smacked his mouth: "I admit it, otherwise, I won't let you come back. Okay, let's not talk nonsense, I will pick you up tomorrow, what should you say, do you know?"

The man trembled again and nodded sharply.

Jing Yan took another deep look at him, then turned and left, as if looking at him more than once was unnecessary.

This small building once imprisoned his biological mother for eight years after he disappeared. After the fire in the orphanage, that man forced that woman to die in this place.Although he had no feelings for that woman, he did it to avenge her.

"Mr. Jing, where are you going now?"

"Huaying University."

He had to arrest that woman himself today.

Because Lin Xiaomu went to the club and waited out the school gate, Jing Yan had been waiting for a long time, seeing his car, Lin Xiaomu walked over without hesitation.

Jing Yan had already asked the driver to go back, and now he was in the passenger seat.

"Why do you drive this car today?" It's not his car, it's just a company car.As for Jing Yan's super-stunning Maybach, it seems that he is the only one who has ever sat in it.

"I went to meet someone. Tomorrow Saturday, I'll make an appointment at the hotel and take you there."

(End of this chapter)