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Star Media, the audition floor is very busy.

But Wu Tao did not take Wu Jing to that place to join in the fun, but went straight to the top floor.

This is the executive floor of Tianxing Media, plus two luxurious meeting rooms.

Today's audition scale does not require this level of office.

Sure enough, after the elevator arrived, neither the general manager Chen Fang nor the two vice presidents and directors Yan Fei and Ding Tiantian were there.

Only the assistant came to the elevator in advance to wait for orders after receiving the news in summer.

When the elevator door opened, I saw my boss in person in the summer, and a handsome boy who was a little familiar was next to him, but he didn't react for a while.

Wu Tao asked Ben Jiajing to walk out of the elevator together. Seeing a thin layer of sweat leaking from Xia Qiong's nose, he couldn't help asking, "Is it busy below?"

Summer recovered, and quickly nodded and bowed: "The scale of the sea election is unprecedented. President Chen, President Yan and President Ding each brought a group of judges, divided into three groups of sea elections, and they are still too busy."

Wu Tao nodded, "Well, you can prepare a few cups of coffee for us, and you don't care about the rest."

Liu Ruoxi walked out at the right time and said: "In summer, you can take me to the pantry, and then you can do your job."

After hearing about Secretary-General Liu's name for a long time, Xia Xia didn't know if it was appropriate, so he glanced at Wu Tao secretly, and saw that he didn't respond, so he quickly took Liu Ruoxi to the pantry, saying thankful words continuously along the way.

With no others around, Wu Jing had the opportunity to speak: "Mr. Wu, am I wasting your precious time?"

After all, people's sea elections are unprecedented. As the chief executive, it is impossible to just hit soy sauce.

However, Wu Tao waved his hand, but the next words made him stagnate.

"No, no, no, I can talk about things like mobile phones. I'm a layman in the Tianxing Media booth, and I'm just a soy sauce maker today."

Then Wu Tao asked Wu Jing to walk to the meeting room and said, "But if I can meet you today, it's a worthwhile trip for me."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jing was flattered: "No, no, Mr. Wu, I was the only one who was worthy of this trip."

When the two of them sat down on the sofa, Wu Jing settled down and found that he didn't know what to say.

The remarks that were originally planned to be used in front of the judges of the sea selection were used in front of Wu Tao, the big boss, and the designation was inappropriate.

So where does this topic start?

Wu Jing was in trouble, his face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, twisted and cruel.

At this moment, Liu Ruoxi came over with hot coffee, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere in time.

"Mr. Wu, I propose to make you a cup of espresso, and you taste it. If it suits your taste. If it's not right, I'll change it for you."

Wu Jing waved his hand again and again, "I can drink anything, not particular."

"That's OK, you talk, I'll go out first, call me if something happens." Liu Ruoxi finished speaking and left.

After Wu Tao took a sip of American style, he took the initiative to start the topic: "I have seen your Tai Chi master, and his performance skills are very solid. According to your reputation and accumulation, it should not be where it is now."

In one sentence, Wu Jing opened his heart, and sighed heavily, "Mr. Wu, the little fame I accumulated back then has long been defeated by these years. Now Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts dramas are completely lonely, and the mainland side is even more lonely. Under the impact of international blockbusters, I have struggled to survive. To be honest, I haven't taken the scene for a long time."

"...As long as there is a chance to show up, no matter what role it is, I won't pick it. Really, Mr. Wu!"

This going around is tactfully shifting the topic to asking for help.

Wu Tao put down his coffee and said, "I have designated a role for you. I am familiar with the script of the anti-African film. Do you know what role I plan to leave for you?"

Wu Jing was overjoyed, and he repeatedly said, "Mr. Wu, I'm thankful if I have a role. I will never pick what kind of character, and I will let you arrange it all."

This is not understanding what I mean.

"Thank you, let's not mention it." Wu Tao interrupted himself: "What I want to talk to you is that you obviously have the power to become a big fire, but you still haven't gotten the cause of the fire."

Such a deep question, really want to talk about it?

Wu Jing was a little hesitant. It was obvious that Mr. Wu had previously said that he was a layman in the cultural media industry, so today is here to make soy sauce.

Otherwise, let's listen.

Anyway, as long as Mr. Wu is willing to give a role, even if he gets scolded for two sentences.

"Mr. Wu, please speak."

Where did Wu Tao think that this future star had such a low-than-the-dust mentality, he just made a few words to make the other party shine earlier, and by the way forge a good bond for Tianxing Media.

Since I want to talk about it, Wu Tao is straight to the point, "I think your biggest problem is that you haven't found a suitable way of acting, or a screen image that suits you."

As soon as this remark came out, Wu Jing's heart suddenly felt. This seemed to be a bit professional, so he changed into a serious attitude and listened to it.

"...Before you made your debut with martial arts Xiaosheng, you really played your basic skills and advantages, but the results were not very good. At least it did not meet your expectations, right?"

Wu Jing nodded.

"...So my suggestion is that you change the scene and aim at another screen image to study the experience seriously. It won't be long before you will gain something."

Suddenly Wu Jing's eyes lit up. Poor will change, and change will lead to continuity. He has long wanted to change and try.

Now even Hua Xia Wu said it, and it evoked his long silent thoughts.

But after another thought, the question came again, "Mr. Wu, with my image and conditions, what kind of play is appropriate? I am really blank."

Speaking of this, everything will come to pass.

Wu Tao took a sip of coffee with a smile, and said unhurriedly in Wu Jing's impatient eyes: "Do you know what movie role I arranged for you this time?"

Wu Jing shook his head blankly, feeling like a cat's claw scratching in his heart.

"soldier!"

When Wu Jing heard this image, he felt confused at first. He didn't seem to have any advantage when he transitioned from a martial arts niche to a soldier~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and there are not many opportunities for military roles in domestic movies to shine.

This is the truth.

Fortunately, Wu Tao's words are not over yet, "Although in the anti-African movies, military roles only appear for a few minutes; but I think you can continue to study on the road, such as going to the army to experience some, and in the future will open a domestic military movie. The first of its kind. For example, the special forces series..."

At this point, Wu Jing's heart really suddenly became clear.

Everything is round back.

Special forces are in need of action skills, and his own skill just happens to be useful. As for the movies of the domestic special forces series, there is indeed a blank, which means there is a lot of room for development...

Suddenly shook Wu Tao's hand, Wu Jing couldn't suppress his inner excitement and said: "Mr. Wu, a conversation with Jun is better than ten years of reading. In our business, if you don't understand, who else understands?!"

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