From collapsed house idol to entertainment superstar

Chapter 5: Under the Audition

"Xiao Peng told me that I haven't been able to contact you for two days. I didn't answer my calls and no one answered my knocks. That's why I came to see what happened."

Liang Qiong was the first to explain why she opened the door with the spare key. Perhaps in her view, this was the most basic form of respect.

After explaining, she stared at Ding Zhi silently, seeming to say silently, "It's your turn."

It's your turn to explain why we lost contact for two whole days.

"Maybe I didn't hear Shizune."

Ding Zhi took another bite of the apple with a "click" sound, replied vaguely, and then stared at Liang Qiong with an innocent look on his face, his big eyes glaring at him.

He naturally knows why "he" lost contact for two days. He swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills. If he can contact him, then he is a ghost.

But he couldn't say this, so he could only pretend to be stupid.

Liang Qiong looked at him deeply and surprisingly did not dwell on this topic, but instead talked about another matter.

"There's one more thing I need to do this time. There will be a movie audition in two days. It's anti-Japanese and it's a big production. Please help me adjust your condition in the next two days!"

Ding Zhi frowned, his mind working rapidly, trying to retrieve the memory of the original owner.

"I... haven't I been angry for a long time? Will... the company still allocate resources to me?"

He responded in a somewhat hesitant manner. The vague memory did not hold him back at this time. It reminded him of his original situation, but he almost mentioned the company as a club.

"Maybe it's because your last drama got a mediocre response after it was aired, but in some ways it gave the company hope again.

And the audition is not a trial. At most, it gives you a chance to show your face in front of the producer and director. Whether you can succeed or not depends on you."

Ding Zhizuo nodded thoughtfully. In fact, he didn't know which drama the other party was talking about, let alone what "hopes" the company saw in him. But at this time, he pretended to understand and just nodded.

That's right.

"Okay." Liang Qiong didn't say too many words. She raised her hand and looked at her watch, "Don't lose contact so suddenly in the future. Xiao Peng will follow you closely in the past few days to solve trivial matters in life. I have something else to do.

If you’re busy, let’s do this first.”

Ding Zhi seemed to be obediently watching her go to the door.

"Right!"

Liang Qiong suddenly turned around again, glanced at the kitchen knife still in Ding Zhi's hand as if nothing had happened, and said one last sentence.

"If you don't have a fruit knife at home, just ask Xiao Peng to get one for you. It's quite dangerous."

...

Liang Qiong, who had returned to her car, did not start the car immediately. Instead, she sat down and took a long breath.

Then a phone call was made.

"Xiao Fu, I want to thank you on behalf of A Zhi."

A somewhat hoarse female voice came from the other end of the computer. It wasn't very nice, but it was very magnetic.

"Come on, Sister Qiong, I only mentioned it to Director Guan for your sake."

The person on the other end of the phone is named Yang Fu. She is also an artist that Liang Qiong has trained. Now she has established a personal studio affiliated with the company.

This audition opportunity was obviously not provided by the company that had already given up on Ding Zhi, but by Liang Qiong who had no shame and spent personal connections to find someone to help.

"Speaking of which, that kid is not seeking his own death. He has already been abandoned by the company. Why are you still so interested in him? Wouldn't it be better for you to bring in a few new people if you have the time? You are still wasting human resources on him!"

"After all, he was brought into the industry by me, and I have to be responsible for him. Well, everyone has ups and downs. If the person who suffered the downturn is you, Xiaofu, I will have the same attitude."

Faced with Yang Fu defending herself, Liang Qiong on the other end of the phone smiled, and even her wrinkled crow's feet revealed a bit of tenderness.

"Tch! You must be cursing me!"

Yang Fu on the other end of the phone pretended to be disdainful, but did not continue to complain.

"Sister Qiong, don't have too high hopes. I've seen Ding Zhi's play a few times. To be honest, it's very ordinary.

This time, Director Guan's film is a large-scale production, and he has the ambition to win box office awards in both directions. Although he was given a chance to audition, it is very likely that he will just go through the motions."

Liang Qiong pursed her lips and said, "I know, I still have to thank you."

...

As the door closed, Ding Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, weighed the kitchen knife in his hand, walked to the sink, washed the blade and put it on the knife holder to dry.

"Is this the boss of the original owner?"

Ding Zhi murmured to himself, beginning to judge the other person in his heart.

In his line of work, you will always meet all kinds of people. The ones who usually call you brothers and drink at the wine table may stab you in the back. The ones who usually curse you and don't deal with them.

, sometimes when we are being chased together, we will turn around and block the knife to save your life.

Learning to see people is sometimes the most important thing for them.

In just a few minutes of contact, Ding Zhi felt that Liang Qiong was a very measured person, and he could see the subtle concern for him in every detail.

Another strange thing is that Ding Zhi found that "he" was inexplicably afraid of the other party. It should be the influence left over from his predecessor.

This kind of fear is not the fear of facing a strong person, but it is like the feeling he had when facing his class teacher when he was messing around in school.

At that time, Ding Zhi's mind was no longer in the school, and all the other teachers had basically given up on him, with the exception of the head teacher who had just started working after graduation.

The class teacher is young but not pretty. He wears a pair of glasses as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle. He probably just stepped out of college. He still holds a saying like "There are no students who can't teach, only teachers who can't teach."

concept.

She was the only teacher who not only did not give up on him, but also took the trouble to persuade him to study well and study hard.

When she found out that he had been injured in a fight, she took him to the office without any hesitation and gently scolded him while helping him treat his wounds.

At that time, he didn't even complain about pain when he got into a fight, and he was not afraid of Gang, the short mule machete in society. He was only afraid of meeting her class teacher's eyes when he was caught doing bad things.

The story of a teacher and a student couldn't be more cliched. It's so cliché that middle school students no longer use this routine when writing essays.

According to the rules of the world, just wait for Ding Zhi to shed tears of gratitude, find his way back from his lost ways, and be a prodigal son who will turn around without money and become a top student.

But Ding Zhi did not. Instead, he officially dropped out of school soon after and became a short mule in the area.

Because he was still young and naive at that time, and he longed for what he thought was the so-called freedom and power.

However, he never dared to wander around the school again. Maybe he was afraid of meeting those disappointed eyes.

Later, Ding Zhi worked together for several more years, growing up step by step, becoming bigger and stronger, and creating greater glory.

Then the progress bar moves to the end.

"Bang!"

…

"Tsk, it looks like my new boss is pretty good."

And the other party didn't seem to realize that this body had been replaced by a soul.

However, Ding Zhi actually fell into a fixed mindset, or looked at the problem from a God's perspective.

When they find that someone they are familiar with has become different, most people's first reaction is to guess whether something has happened to the other person recently that caused his temperament to change drastically. At the worst, they will think that this person is schizophrenic or is going to be the first person.

Those whose first reaction is to suspect that the other party has been resurrected through a borrowed corpse and this kind of feudal superstition are not normal people.

Although Ding Zhi didn't figure this out, since he was lucky enough to pass the test, he still found time to think about the next thing.

Celebrities? Idols? And actors?

Do you have to go to the audition in two days?

Ding Zhi clicked his tongue, "Tsk! I don't know how to do this crucial thing!"

However, he is not too worried about this. It may be difficult to do something well, but it is not important, because I don’t care at all!

Moreover, according to Liang Qiong, the chance of that audition was not great.

It shows that the other party doesn't have much hope.

As for the rest, Ding Zhi hasn't thought about it yet.

Just be a good person.

That's right, he had chosen randomly before, but now he was reborn, and he wanted to try what it felt like to be a good person in this life.

After all, peanuts are really too fast and painful.

Moreover, the look in Liang Qiong's eyes just now reminded him inexplicably of his former class teacher.