The Charm of Entertainment is Infinite+

The red Ferrari Enzo turned forward, drove forward quickly, and sped away towards the exit of the parking lot.

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South Fourth Ring Road, Minggong International Hotel.

The hotel's underground parking lot.

The red Ferrari Enzo slowly drove into the underground parking lot. .

Five minutes later, the red Ferrari Enzo found a parking space, reversed slowly, and drove into the parking space.

Snapped! !

"Okay, Yeyue, get out of the car, we're here."

"I remember~ it seems to be the 26th floor, the business reception room." Yangmi pulled out the car key, took off her sunglasses, took the lady's bag, and got off the Ferrari Enzo.

"Okay, Miss Mi." Yeyue unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the sports car, and closed the door.

"Come on, let's go to the elevator."

"On the basement floor, there should be an elevator." Yang Mi stared at Yeyue, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, revealing a white smile.

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Ming Palace International Hotel.

26th floor, business reception room.

Yeyue stretched out her hand first, pushed open the door of the reception room, stretched out her hand to signal, and said very gentlemanly: "Sister Mi, you go first."

"Okay" Yangmi nodded slightly, staring at Yeyue, showing a bright smile, her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Haha~ I'm sorry, Sister Ping, I'm really sorry. The road is too congested." Yangmi stepped forward, smiling, and looked at an old woman about 50 years old sitting in the reception room.

"It's okay. I know the traffic conditions in Yanjing very well. Sit down and get off." Sister Ping nodded slightly, looked at Yang Mi, and responded with a smile.

"Teacher, hello, my name is Yeyue." Yeyue stepped forward, bowed slightly, smiled, and stretched out her right hand.

"Yueyue~" Sister Ping looked at Yeyue from the beginning to the end, and couldn't help nodding slightly, with a strange look in her eyes.

"Teacher? Teacher?" Yeyue blinked her peach blossom eyes and asked tentatively.

"Hello~!" Sister Ping's eyes lit up, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, she quickly stood up, stretched out her right hand, held Yeyue's right hand, and held on tightly.

"Sister Ping? Sister Ping?" Yangmi's eyes were sharp, and she noticed Sister Ping's facial expression, as if she had lost her soul.

"Ah~oh, sit down, Yeyue." Sister Ping felt that she had lost her composure, subconsciously withdrew her hand, and slowly sat back on the fabric sofa.

"Thank you teacher." Yeyue nodded slightly, sat down slowly, and sat beside Yangmi.

"Yangmi, not bad~ Congratulations on signing such a potential rookie." Sister Ping nodded slightly, keeping her eyes on Yeyue.

"Where? Sister Ping, you are so polite."

"You know, Miss Ping, you are a well-known producer in the industry." Yang Mi smiled and complimented the old woman she was looking at.

"Okay~ Let's start the audition." Sister Ping nodded slightly, looking at Yeyue with a smile on her face.

"Okay, teacher, I don't know~ What role do I want to audition for?" Yeyue quickly stood up, bowed slightly, and asked modestly and politely.

"Come on, this is the role you want to audition for, King Yiqu. Here is a short court scene." Sister Ping took out a piece of paper from the bag on the sofa, put it on the glass tea table, and pushed it in front of Yeyue .

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"Zhai Li?" Yeyue picked up the paper and read it.

"The leader of the grassland nomads? Sometimes surrender, sometimes rebellion?" Yeyue frowned slightly, talking to herself.

"How is it? Yeyue, play this role according to what you think in your heart, and show it to me now." Sister Ping nodded slightly, looking at Yeyue with a smile on her face.

"But teacher, I don't have anyone to play with?" Yeyue pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"That's not easy, your manager, Yangmi is."

"Sister Ping, that's all right." Yang Mi put down the lady's bag in her hand, stood up slowly, and walked in front of Yeyue.

"Yueyue, show me the lines." Yangmi stretched out her right hand.

"Okay, sister Mi." Yeyue handed the paper in Yang Mi's hands.

"This role~ is a bit like the relationship between Cleopatra and Caesar." Yang Mi looked at the paper in front of her, her eyes lit up, and she said.

"Yangmi, let's play this scene. Princess Miyue, who married King Yiqu, wants to use King Yiqu's power to take the throne of Daqin."

"The scene where the two of you are playing against each other on the wedding night." The producer, Sister Ping, slowly stood up, folded her arms, looked at Yang Mi, and explained.

"Sister Ping, this scene~ is very simple."

"Yangmi, it may be easy for you. But for Yeyue, it's very difficult."

"Yueyue is still so young, he hasn't made his debut yet, right?" Producer Sister Ping spoke slowly, with a smile on her face.

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In Yeyue's mind, images emerged one after another. She was Zhai Li, a grumpy and rebellious grassland tribe leader.

"I~ I'm ready." Yeyue suddenly opened her eyes, she was radiant, and her temperament changed instantly, like an unsheathed sword, showing its sharpness.