Don't make trouble for the male god of fast crossing

Chapter 412 Mirror Silence (28)

Yu Fei roared, as if he wanted to release all the pressure he had just received to Yan Mo.

The corner of Yan Mo's mouth twitched, Yan Jing gave you a special expression and yelled at me.

He just witnessed how Yan Jing and Yu Fei used their strength to crush him when they played against each other. For an artist, it was bloody and brutal.

Yan Mo felt that Yu Fei was also pitiful, and it was rare that he didn't hit him too much, but just ignored him.

Yu Fei didn't think so, he had been hit badly by Yan Jing just now, but now Yan Mo was still ignoring him, and received a blow of [-] points.

When he went up, he rushed to do something, but the manager stopped him.

"Yu Fei, hold on, there are so many eyes watching here, do you still want your future?"

Yu Fei stared at him angrily.

The agent began to persuade again: "You don't have to be too pessimistic. I went in to watch it just now. Although Yan Jing crushed you, the judges present all had good expressions. If you can find a male number three or something in there, as long as you join Director Shan Chuan's crew, what are you afraid of?"

Yu Fei seemed to be approaching for admonishment, but he restrained himself a lot, and went back to sit unwillingly.

Yan Mo: "..."

Is he so hated?

Soon, the remaining three people all came out dejectedly, with no good expressions on their faces, but not as serious as Yu Fei.

After all, Yu Fei's character is really too proud.

When it was time for Yan Mo to go in, Yan Mo had been smeared with ink for a long time. He really didn't want to go in and play with Yan Jing.

When he was at home in the past, he and Yan Jing played against each other. It was very hearty, but it was too distorted, and the psychological pressure was too great every time.

Sometimes he would be surprised that the aura of Yan Jing's performance was even as if he had brought it himself, and it was not from the performance at all.

Thinking of this, the staff began to urge.

"Yan Mo, what are you doing, come in quickly, and you want a bunch of big names waiting for you, don't you?"

The tone of the staff was quite impatient, but Yan Mo didn't care.

But just as he finished that sentence, he suddenly felt a chill coming from the room.

Later, when he felt it again, the coldness had disappeared.

People who don't know may even think that this is just an illusion.

Yan Mo pouted and went in.

There are only two judges inside, director Shanchuan and another person who doesn't know who.

The rest is the staff and Yan Jing.

In the second audition, no one got the script, and they all played the scripts that were randomly selected after entering the room.

According to the regulations, Yan Mo went to the front to draw a script.

After opening it, I took a second look, and found that it was very short, with less than ten sentences, but the emotions to be expressed in these ten sentences were quite intense.

But Yan Mo felt that the content of the script... seemed to be tailor-made for him.

At this time, some staff members were whispering.

"Do you think that Yan Mo and Yan Jing look alike?"

"The two of them look alike, don't everyone in the entertainment industry know?"

"That's not what I meant. Don't you think that if you don't look carefully, you can't tell who is who? Especially when two people stand together, I actually think that these two people may be twins."

The person next to him sized him up and nodded: "You put it that way, yes, when they stand together, they are not much different in height."

(End of this chapter)