Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 4 The mysterious man wearing Patek Philippe

Since these days, Xia Ling has made "progress" quietly, and her dancing skills have improved rapidly.

Luoluo no longer worried that she would be at the bottom, but instead became ambitious, hoping with all her heart that she would be selected.

 But Xia Ling has no interest at all. She has no good impression of Shen Manyao. Even if she was a bit arrogant and domineering in her previous life, why is it the turn of a second-tier actress like Shen Manyao to point at her and scold her? If this matter spreads, just one spit from Xia Ling fans can drown Shen Manrao. I really don't know what has got into Shen Manrao's head. What good MV can a woman like this with **** and no brains make? As for making a bad movie, no matter how miserable she was, Xia Ling would not bother to do it.

 The trainees in the hall were in groups, and they were all talking excitedly about the selection.

Xia Ling found a corner and stood alone, feeling a little impatient. Suddenly, I heard a brisk voice coming from far away: "Xing Ling, Xing Ling, it turns out you are here. I have been looking for you for a long time~"

 A group of pale pink figures rushed towards Xia Ling like the wind.

The familiar scent of marigold shower gel came to her, and Xia Ling knew it was Luo Luo without even looking. "Luoluo," she sighed and took off the octopus-like girl, "What do you want from me?"

Luoluo waved the sealed note in his hand: "The coach just called for the draw in front, and I took it for you."

 Speaking, she handed the note to Xia Ling.

Xia Ling opened the seal of the note and saw a simple number printed on it: 68.

"68, what a pity, we are not in the same group." Luoluo was a little disappointed. Seeing her confusion, he actively explained, "The coach just announced that this exam will be conducted in random groups. A total of 72 candidates will draw lots to select numbers, and 6 people One group, numbers 1-6 are the first group, numbers 7-12 are the second group...and so on."

She said, her face falling: "I am No. 57, and I am definitely not in the same group as you. You are in the last group. I wonder if Shen Manrao will feel tired by then and can he take a good look at your exam." "

Xia Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Manrao didn't take the exam seriously. Thank God. Besides, it was great that she didn't have to face the child's noise during the exam.

 She suddenly felt some sympathy for the people in Luoluo's group.

 Smiled and patted Luoluo on the head: "It's okay, keep working hard."

Luoluo raised his head like a little rabbit and nodded vigorously: "I will!" He jumped twice on the spot and added, "Xing Ling, you too! You must be selected by Shen Manrao!"

Xia Ling's face turned dark again.

After repeated calls, Shen Manrao finally arrived late and the exam began.

Group after group of trainees walked into the examination room nervously and came out uneasily. They cautiously and tentatively asked others how they did in the examination. When others asked about themselves, they pretended to be worried and said something like "How did they do in the examination?" No, I definitely won’t be able to choose…” There was an unconcealed expectation in his voice.

Luoluo was infected by this atmosphere and became very nervous. The hand holding Xia Ling's hand was shaking a little.

Although she has said that she has little qualifications and weak foundation, and does not expect to be selected by Shen Manrao, as long as she is a trainee in this training camp, who doesn't look forward to actually participating in a MV shooting?

　　Well, except Xia Ling.

Xia Ling originally didn't want to care about her, but although Luoluo looked like a cute girl, her hands were very strong, and she grabbed Xia Ling's wrist so hard that it hurt. Xia Ling finally couldn't bear it any longer and said to Luo Luo, "Relax, I'll teach you some breathing techniques."

 Walking in the entertainment industry, you will always encounter a time when you are emotionally unstable and in a bad state. Each artist will have his own unique method of adjustment. In her previous life, Xia Ling also figured out several methods that were very effective, among which the simplest and most common one was the breathing regulation method.

Luoluo learned very quickly, and she already mastered it without having to say it a second time.

After trying for a while, she was indeed not as nervous as before. She couldn't help but look up and said with a smile: "Xingling, you are so kind."

Xia Ling did not comment and took out her wrist that had been hurting for a long time from her hand.

 Group after group of candidates went in, and soon it was Luoluo’s turn. Luoluo remembered the breathing regulation method Xia Ling taught her and looked relaxed when lining up in front of the examination room. Compared with those in the same group who were so nervous that they didn't know where to place their hands and feet, Luoluo looked a bit more like everyone else.

 She is indeed a child with potential.

Xia Ling sent her in, leaned against the wall and closed her eyes for a while. She didn't know how long it had passed, but she felt a weight on her body and an unknown object pounced on her. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was still Luoluo.

 “Have you finished the exam?” she asked.

"Well!" Luoluo was full of energy, "Xingling, I think I performed well this time. It's all thanks to the breathing method you taught me~~ Let me tell you, you didn't see the other people stiff. It looked like she didn’t even know how to dance when she saw Shen Manrao, and she couldn’t perform at her usual level~~ I would have been like this, thanks to Xing Ling~~~”

As he spoke, he rubbed his head into Xia Ling's neck twice to express intimacy.

Xia Ling has a headache. Is this guy really a dog?

The coach's voice saved her life: "No. 67, Zhou Yu; No. 68, Ye Xingling..."

"It's time for me to go in." As if she had received an amnesty, she quickly got Luo Luo off her body and hurried towards the examination room as if running away.

“Xingling, I’m waiting for you~~” Luoluo waved to her happily, “You must work hard~~”

She tried her best to ignore Luoluo's voice, came to the exam room, and lined up with the other five people in the same group. Everyone in this group looks well-proportioned and handsome, but some people are obviously suppressing their nervousness, some are pretending to be calm, and some are indifferent, looking arrogant. Everyone looked at each other and seemed to be assessing their respective threats and competitiveness.

Seeing Xia Ling pass by, several people showed disdain. Who doesn't know her? "Ye Xingling" has been in the training camp for a year, and many people know how useless she is. So what if you have made progress recently? The words "vulnerable" were clearly written in their eyes.

If it was still in her previous life, Xia Ling would have been insulted like this. But now she neither wants to be selected for Shen Manrao's MV, nor does she want to be strong, so she is not angry at their contempt and just thinks it is. Air.

 They looked at her for a while, found her boring, and looked away.

 The door to the examination room slowly opened, and Xia Ling followed the group of people in.

 A spacious and bright space, with a long thick wooden table at the end.

She recognized Shen Manrao at a glance. The woman was wearing heavy makeup as always and a red low-cut top with ravines visible. She was moving closer to the man next to her intentionally or unintentionally, but she seemed to be in the dark again. No matter what I'm worried about, I don't dare to go too far.

As for the candidates who came in, she couldn't even catch a glimpse of them.

Xia Ling was somewhat surprised to notice that Shen Manrao was not sitting at the main seat in the middle of the long table. Sitting on the main seat was a man whom Xia Ling had never seen before. He was wearing a simple white shirt and platinum-rimmed glasses. He didn't have any extra decorations on his body except for the watch on his wrist - it was a Patek Philippe. A less common commemorative edition.

It complements him very well, with a clean and chilling temperament.

Xia Ling's eyes flickered over him and then she looked away without leaving a trace. Shen Manrao was still paying attention to him unconsciously: "Do you have time to have dinner together tonight? I know a very good French restaurant..."

The man seemed not to hear what she was saying, and turned his head slightly to glance at the man on the other side of him—that man Xia Ling actually knew, he was Tan Ying, the general manager of the training camp.

Who is so proud that he wants Tan Ying to accompany him?

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 (End of this chapter)