Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

In Kyoto, the scorching wind began to sweep across the ground in the scorching hot night. They were arrogant and crazy, exuding the power of autumn tigers to the extreme.

The towering buildings are full of traffic, and there are many figures. It should be somewhere in the extremely bustling and lively city. The shade of green plants spreads a cool curtain, as if to isolate all the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

In the middle of the huge garden, an independent four-story building stands alone.

Today, with house prices rising day by day, in Kyoto, where every inch of land is very expensive, to have such an independent garden building in the city, I really don't know how rich the owner is!

The iron fence at the gate opened silently, and after a while, a pure black Maybach drove in smoothly. Walking to the gate, Steward Ji trotted over and opened the door.

A dark and cold figure stepped out of the car.

"Young master, you are back! Madam is at the cinema." Steward Ji was not referring to the cinema outside, but the ultra-luxury home theater in the tall building behind, which was specially created by opening up two rooms.

Ji Ye handed the document in his hand to Steward Ji, without any expression on his stern face: "I'll go and have a look, you take the document to the study first."

"yes!"

The lights in the room were all extinguished, only the large display screen that was as large as the wall was still on.

Ji Ye pushed open the door and called softly, "Mom?"

The beautiful woman sitting on the sofa turned her head with a smile: "Xiao Ye, come here quickly! Help mom choose the role together."

"I'm not interested." He said refusing, but walked over honestly with a pair of legs. Ji Ye sat down and picked up the script on the sofa, ""Nong Yin"? The novel you wrote? "

The beautiful woman nodded, with some memories in her eyes: "It's not that you brat... Mom just closed the pen... Sigh, your brother said that in recent years, you have bought a lot of IPs of big ancient dramas, and the profits from the shooting They are all good. So, after a year of hard work, the copyright of "Nong Yin" was taken away."

Ji Ye folded his hands on his knees, and his back was straight. It should be an extremely comfortable sofa, but he sat meticulously. The beautiful woman couldn't stand it anymore: "This is not an office."

Ji Ye didn't answer, glanced at the screen with a pair of deep eyes, and said two words coldly: "Boring."

Ms. Feng Lan, who is familiar with her son, of course knew that Ji Ye was not talking about herself, but was commenting on the audition clips on the screen, so she shook her head: "There are not many good ones among the short ones."

You must know that she only wrote half of the finale of "Nongyin", and now it is handed over to Dijing Media, the "king" in the entertainment industry, to operate the IP. How could there be a lack of resources? There are so many beauties in the circle, plus the strength of God King, how can there be no stars to compete for the role? In the audition for the heroine, all the girls who come here are girls who are not from majors, so how good are their acting skills? All of this is just a gimmick, used to highlight that pearl of the Lu family.

Feng Lan has met Lu Xinran before, she is really stunning in appearance, and fits perfectly with the personality of Nongyin, but her acting skills...

Ji Ye said calmly: "Ozawa said that the heroine is the one who decides on Lu Xinran."

Feng Lan rubbed her temples: "If there is no better choice, Lu Xinran is not bad either. Anyway, he has brought his own funds to join the group, and his face is good-looking enough. As long as he doesn't act in the direction of Bai Lianhua, "Nong Yin" The script was enough to keep her on fire for a while."

Ji Ye's starry eyes reflected the light, and his coolness made people daydream: "Director Qin proposed an audition, and you agreed." He smiled, and mercilessly exposed his mother, "So actually, you still have hope. "

The affirmative tone made Feng Lan want to beat him up.

"Brat..."

Aunt Zhang, who was facing the notebook at the side, looked up: "Madam, the clips selected by Director Liu are finished."

Feng Lan hummed: "Look at the others."

Mrs. Zhang skillfully clicked and paused in front of the computer, and suddenly let out a surprise: "Director Qin's audition has also been sent. It's strange, why is there only one clip?"

Feng Lan thought it was normal: "He has always been strict, it would be nice to have a segment."

Mrs. Zhang opened the attachment, and the dark scene was instantly projected on the huge screen.

There are so many people in the audition, and the directors will not be idle to find something for Di Jing to do. Those who can pass to Feng Lan are naturally selected carefully. In order to satisfy Di Jing, or to let some good seedlings fall into Di Jing's eyes, the directors almost only selected the acting parts! Some are lit at close range, some infinitely magnify the beautiful face of the actor, and some shoot a scene from multiple angles, but like Director Qin, who directly throws the long shot, it starts from the girl entering the door. He's alone.

The girl came over quite recklessly, with a pretty face. Even if she has seen so many beauties in the entertainment industry, Feng Lan has to admit - this one is eye-catching enough!

"My name is Bai Qi, and today I'm here to audition for Ugly Slave."

The voice is cool and very attractive! Feng Lan sat up straight, staring at the screen with some interest.

Director Qin's camera has been fixed on the rostrum, there is no close-up close-up, if it is someone else, the sense of immersion brought by the performance in this case is not strong! But for Bai Qi on the screen, from the moment she squatted down, a strong emotion suddenly emerged, which instantly aroused Feng Lan's emotions.

When she performed the difficult movement of leaning on the air, Ji Ye, who was originally expressionless, suddenly twitched his eyebrows.

She had sadness in her heart, and hatred in her eyes. The tears that shone like a galaxy were about to fall, but she suddenly got up and walked away. Feng Lan stood up almost at the same time, wanting to ask her to keep her.

The person on the screen suddenly turned around and said, "My performance is over."

The room was silent.

Mrs. Zhang was stunned: "This... is it over?" She hurriedly lowered her head and shook the mouse to check whether the video had finished playing. "Uh, ma'am, it's over."

Feng Lan's excited hands were trembling: "Okay! This girl really has potential! Sister-in-law Zhang, quickly contact Director Qin and tell me that the heroine has been chosen!" After saying that, she turned her head happily, "Xiaoye... "But I don't know when Ji Ye left.

She simply didn't focus on this, and immediately left her son behind, and said: "Forget it, Mrs. Zhang, call Director Qin quickly! I want to meet this girl in person."

"Ma'am, don't get excited, don't get excited!"

At this moment, in a room on the second floor, Ji Ye who was supposed to be by Feng Lan's side returned to the room at some point.

The windows are half open, and the wind from the balcony slowly blows into the house.

At the desk, he was holding a painting with tense hands.

I don't know how many years ago the work was, the paper is a little yellowed, and there is only one girl on it: she is half kneeling, leaning forward, leaning against a door, in exactly the same posture as Bai Qi just now.

He slowly reached out and stroked the paper gently.

noob……