Chapter 5

In the cafe with bright and clean windows, the nose is filled with the aroma of coffee beans, and the vases beside the table seem to be flowers.Lu Yao stared at the delicate petals, then turned his head and stared at the nanny car outside the window. The side glass was covered with black film, but Lu Yao knew that Zhuo Fan must be staring nervously at the shop. Her nose must be full of sweat again.

While waiting for Director Song, she went through her understanding of "The Harem" several times in her mind.She is very confident about this meeting, because in her previous life, she had carefully read and studied this script at least hundreds of times.At the beginning, I was gnashing my teeth, cursing that the show was not popular while watching it.Later, after it became a hit, I began to study where it was worth being so popular.Afterwards, I studied hard, thinking that when I meet Director Song, I must impress him, and I will definitely not underestimate her, thinking that she doesn't understand the characters or the plot, and wants him...to take back what he said he didn't have acting skills sentence.

After watching it like this, it later became a habit. Every time I got a new insight into acting, I would dig it out to see if there is a deeper level to this character, and if this line can be said better.This script later became like a touchstone to test her acting skills, and it was also a tool to remind herself not to get carried away.

This show will be hot.And she, this time, must succeed.

The sound of the door opening triggered the wind chime at the door, and the clear ringing interrupted Lu Yao's thoughts.

Raising his head, Lu Yao saw the person coming. He was not tall, around 40 years old, with neat and tidy hair, and a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose.The combination of a white shirt and dark slacks always gives him a bookish look.Yes, bookish, Director Song's unique temperament makes him look different from many directors in the entertainment industry. He is more like a scholar, and he seems out of place in the flamboyant and extravagant entertainment industry.Of course, it is not too surprising that Director Song has such a feeling, because he is still a professor at the Film Academy.He once told a reporter: "I am a teacher first and then a director."

Lu Yao stood up quickly, smoothed out the wrinkles of the skirt, clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, and bowed cautiously and respectfully, "Hello, Teacher Song."

Song Qingwen glanced at Lu Yao in front of him in a little surprise. This was the first actor to call him teacher, but he quite liked the name.Even the unhappiness that Jin Xing Entertainment had put in so much effort to make him insist on meeting this newcomer alone before the audition dissipated a little.

For Song Dao, Lu Yao has mixed feelings.In the first few years when he couldn't see himself clearly, Lu Yao hated him.His words ruined her acting career, but in fact, who can blame this?When she re-examined herself later, she realized that she had destroyed herself.Even if Song Dao didn't make a sound in that interview, she couldn't go on in the end.Later, she studied Song Dao's works and him as a person, and she was eager to regain his approval.The more I study her, the more I admire her. He is indeed a respectable and admirable competent director.

"Sit down." Song Qingwen waved his hand casually, signaling Lu Yao to sit down.

"Sir, here is your black tea." The sweet waiter brought a cup of steaming black tea, and then respectfully withdrew.

Only then did Song Qingwen look up at Lu Yao seriously, and asked a little interestingly, "Do you know that I only drink black tea?"

"Well, I've heard a little bit about Mr. Song's habits, and I don't know if the black tea is good or not, and whether it suits your taste." Lu Yao looked at him cautiously, a little shy, not like Zhenghong at all, but instead like a student.

(End of this chapter)

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