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Listening to Chen Xi's chatter in his ear, Yi Mianmian passed the initial tension and slowly calmed down.

Watching the female artists in and out of the audition, the fastest comes out in a few minutes, and the slowest can stay in it for more than ten or twenty minutes.

Some people don't see joy and sorrow when they come out, some people show depression when they come out, or they are determined to gain confidence.

Like those who can't see happiness and sorrow or show that they are determined to win, they will attract some people's questioning.

Then they will know that the person who showed his ambition was informed to go to the other studio to do ancient costume modeling and shoot a short video.

If sending photos is the first level, today's audition is the second level.

If you succeed, you can enter the third level and take short videos of ancient costume photos.

That's the last level.

Only those who have entered the third level can get the chance to play female No. 2.

When you meet a female artist who can take a short video, everyone can't help but envy.

Only Yi Mianmian, drooping his eyes, pondered the script over and over again——

Soon, the staff called Chen Xi sitting next to her.

Because she was so close, Yi Mianmian even felt her body shaking.

She turned her head, smiled at Chen Xi and said, "come on!"

Chen Xi looked at Yi Mianmian's smile and listened to her gentle voice. Unexpectedly, she was not nervous at once!

She took a deep breath, smiled at Yi Mianmian, then got up and walked to the auditorium.

As soon as Chen Xi left, Yi Mianmian's side finally quieted down.

Miao Jiaxue, who was accompanied by her, wanted to talk. She was worried that she would make Yi Mianmian nervous when she spoke, so she had to be nervous and refrain from speaking.

I couldn't help it, so I took out my mobile phone and sent a message to my best friend: lying in the slot! My artist is waiting for the audition. I'm so nervous!

Then my best friend replied that they were not so nervous when you sent messages to me.

Chen Xi didn't come out fast, about five minutes.

When I came out, I couldn't hide my loss, and my eyes were still a little red.

Yi Mianmian looked at her and didn't get close to her like other artists.

After dealing with those artists, Chen Xi walked to Yi Mianmian.

"The director said my image was ok, but the cosmetic marks were too heavy, and the expression was very fake..." Chen Xi said, with a cry in his tone.

Yi Mianmian listened and didn't know how to comfort.

After all, what the director said is the truth. She knows about Chen Xi, a third-line artist.

The photos taken are particularly good-looking, but they are only suitable for static photos.

Because as long as she is dynamic, she can see the marks of cosmetic surgery on her face, which is very unnatural.

Yi Mianmian knows why Chen Xi told her that director Wang's evaluation of her is nothing more than to win her sympathy and ask her to recommend the hospital where she thinks cosmetic surgery is particularly powerful.

But the problem is, she really can't help Chen Xi.

Does cosmetic surgery in the womb count?

Looking at Chen Xi's lost back, Yi Mianmian raised his hand and touched his face.

Yi Yinyin said that she looks very much like her biological mother. If she can meet, she really wants to see the person who is very similar to her.

Unfortunately

Yi Yinyin told her in her previous life that the man died many years ago.

"Next, Wang Qingqing."

The shouting of the staff made Yi Mianmian come to her senses. She gently shook her head to dispel the distractions that shouldn't appear at this time and continue to wait.