President's Sweet Wife

"Your temperament is not bad, and you have a few moments of melancholy, but most of the time everyone is the exact opposite of your true self. You don't need to act anyone right now, just act your true self out. Just act yourself. "

Lu Qingzhou did not know what he meant by "true colors performance", so she stood there motionlessly, at a loss of what to do. The blond man saw her uneasiness and reminded her in good faith, "You can imagine yourself as an orphan and then perform a tragic drama. The plot can be freely played. "

In the Feng Family, she did not meet any strange looks from others, but in regards to the word orphan, she had always been against it from the bottom of her heart. Perhaps it was because of the two words that influenced her, causing her to be unable to act properly in the end.

The judges who were originally satisfied with her began whispering to each other. Some of them even shook their heads as a 'next' smile appeared on their lips.

The golden-haired man seemed to be unwilling to give up as he looked at her. "From the information reported in the school, your family's condition seems to be pretty good, little girl, the people who grew up in the Golden Nest can't understand the feeling of being poor and without parents, I'm talking about acting out orphans without parents, don't you understand? Illusion that if you don't have parents and your parents are already dead, then you're the only one in the world who can't even cry."

Lu Qingzhou's expression was extremely ugly. The golden-haired man had stepped on the deepest wound in her heart, causing her lips to turn white and her entire body to tremble. Her heart and stomach were clenched tightly, and she was about to collapse.

"Since I can't do it well, I'll call him the next one. What a waste of time."

The door was pushed open, and a man walked in with vigorous steps. Behind him was an assistant with a stack of documents. All the judges stood up when they saw him. They all had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Feng Ziyan, it turned out to be Feng Ziyan.

Seeing him, Lu Qingzhou's face turned even paler. Didn't Shen Miaomiao say that this was just a trivial evaluation? Why did Feng Ziyan come?

His gaze did not linger on Lu Qingzhou's body as he walked towards the golden-haired man. The golden-haired man felt a chill beneath his feet as he instinctively took a step back and sat upright in his seat.

"Get out. Next."

Lu Qingzhou walked out with a pale face. The atmosphere in the evaluation room had suddenly become stiff because of Feng Ziyan's arrival. The golden-haired man was driven out of his seat, yet he did not dare to leave as he did not know what to do.

"Go and act an orphan for me to see."

The lines of Feng Zi's face were stiff, and his thin lips revealed the anger in his heart. He looked down at the papers the assistant had handed him. The blond man. He looked left and right, and everyone was looking at him.

"Didn't you hear me?"

Feng Ziyan threw away the pen in her hand, her voice as cold as ice. Only now did the golden-haired man realize that Feng Ziyan was talking about him. The other judges looked at each other in dismay. They didn't know why Boss Feng had suddenly gotten angry.

"Director Feng?"

"If you don't want to act, then scram."

The golden-haired man walked to the center of the crowd helplessly. He was not ready yet. Feng Ziyan crossed her arms and stared at him with a frightening gaze.

"Cry."

The golden-haired man looked at her …

When Lu Qingzhou walked out of the selection room, Shen Miaomiao immediately came over and smiled at her.

"How is it? Getting accepted. "

When she saw Lu Qingzhou's pale face, her smile immediately froze. Lu Qingzhou's legs gave way and she fell into her embrace. Shen Miaomiao was greatly shocked and hurriedly pulled her to the side and sat down.

"Feng, Feng Ziyan is here."

Lu Qingzhou's teeth chattered and her hands and feet turned ice-cold.

"Ah, I was just playing on my cell phone and didn't notice. Then are you hopeless? "What a heartless and heartless person, to actually treat his own wife like this."

Shen Miaomiao took out a thermos from her bag and poured her a cup of hot water. The corridor was full of people lining up, but for some reason, no one in the line moved.

Lu QingZhou drank some water and rested for a while, before he gradually returned to normal.

The crowd in the corridor began to stir, and people began to move out. At first, they did not feel that anything was amiss. However, as the crowd rushed out, Lu Qingzhou curiously raised his eyes. Shen Miaomiao then pulled a person she knew and asked: "You guys are not interviewing anymore?"