"I also decided to like you, xiuyuan'er, because I saw hope again from you. Your optimism made me like it. Come on, cheers. We'll all be superstars. "

The two girls who are full of expectations for the future cheered happily and opened the prelude to their rise.

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The next day, Xiu yuan'er took her to some film companies to see some of the movie roles in the audition in the near future.

Now in this era, actors may not be directly determined by the director[

In the era of entertainment, film and television also like to use audition for publicity and hype to attract audience.

This is their chance to get a good role.

Recently, Fengyun media is going to shoot an ancient costume blockbuster. The background is the turbulent history of the Warring States period.

It tells the story of a secret assassination organization that saved the whole country in the war between the two countries.

"I decided to compete with Su yu'er, the deaf mute sister of the hero. Although her fate is very rough, she always keeps a lively and innocent smile. Although she is a minor supporting role, her opponent plays are all important characters in the play, so she can win cooperation opportunities with big stars. Since I like this kind of character, I choose her! "

Xiuyuan'er soon decided her role from the audition.

I started to fill in the application form immediately. When I finished, I found that Bai Ling was still watching. I couldn't help but wonder.

"Bai Ling, which one do you want to choose?"

She pointed to a cold and proud girl in Palace Dress in the pictorial.

"It's better to choose Kui Ji. She's cold, proud and strong. She looks like you."

Bai Ling thought about it and shook her head. Her indifferent eyes slowly swept the introduction of those characters.

All of a sudden in a stop down, read up.

"Dugu Jing, one of the members of the assassin's organization, is a beautiful young man with indisputable male and female. He is extremely weak and seriously ill. But his sword technique is like Youlong's thunder, and his hand is bound to see blood, just like hell Shura's cold blood. After every killing, there must be a thin and bloody figure left behind. "

As Bai Ling read it, the lonely and arrogant figure of the character appeared in her mind.

When I feel blood boiling, there is a strong voice in my heart. It's him.

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