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In June, Jiangnan entered the rainy season. It had been sunny all morning, the sun had passed the midline, and the rain started to fall again.

Cheng Shuo walked carefully, looking at the puddles at his feet and carefully avoiding them, for fear of getting muddy on his body.

This is all he wears decent clothes.

Carrying the newspaper that had been handed out from the noodle shop, Cheng Shuo ran to the door of the casting hotel in embarrassment.

Standing under the eaves, brushing the raindrops off his body, he put down his rolled-up trousers.

He took out the notebook from his arms and flipped through the two pages carefully. He found that the pages were still fresh, and he felt relieved.

He folded the newspaper, wiped the stains on his shoes, and glanced into the hotel.

Casting interviews usually go very quickly, usually in groups, and they take turns introducing themselves.

In the self-introduction stage, usually nine out of ten candidates will be brushed off, and only the remaining good ones will have the opportunity to show themselves.

When she thought of introducing herself, Cheng Shuo couldn't help but think about it.

It has been a long time since he officially passed the interview and joined the team.

At the beginning of his career, he had few opportunities, but at the end of his career, he was completely at his mercy.

Fortunately, he had enough knowledge, and the popularity of talent shows in later generations also brought him a lot of valuable experience.

"Hello everyone from National Producers, I am the practicing director..."

"From now on, you must be prepared to be hit by my vitality and vitality..."

...

Cheng Shuo shook his head hard and finally threw these stomach-churning images out of his mind.

Just let nature take its course.

"Group 4, numbers 41 to 50!"

The staff's voice came from the inner hall, and several echoes were reflected through the corridor, and the crowd suddenly became commotion.

A group of people lined up in a long queue and walked into the inner hall following the instructions of the staff.

After closing the door, the sound of rain was blocked out. His number plate was No. 45, and he was in the middle of the queue. He was not idle while he was on the road. He glanced back and forth and his mind settled down.

After saying "wait", the staff took the lead in walking to the curtain, leaving a group of people waiting slowly in the dark backcourt.

"Number 41!"

After a while, a steady call came out.

The leader of the team quickly straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and walked to the stage.

The remaining group of people immediately began to look around, peering along the edge of the curtain towards the stage.

This angle is not a good one, as you can only see the backs of the people on the stage, but their predecessors can always bring them some experience and lessons.

Cheng Shuo didn't believe it and quietly stepped aside.

Although it was raining, it was still a bit stuffy when a bunch of people gathered together, as if any air that could bring some coolness had been sucked dry by everyone.

The voice of the person on the stage was a little shaky and I couldn't hear it clearly, but I could still feel his nervousness.

Cheng Shuo stepped on his feet and took a look, and saw that the man on the stage was kneading his fingers behind his hands, making his joints turn white.

It seems there is no chance.

Waiting is the most boring thing, as if you are a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Everyone in the audience could clearly feel the interviewer's calm tone. Everyone sighed, and an emotion called disappointment hovered over everyone.

Cheng Shuo didn't care too much. If it weren't for not being allowed to smoke, if it wasn't for the cigarette in his pocket being Hongtashan, and if it wasn't for the fact that there was only half of the last cigarette left in the cigarette case, he would have to puff away the smoke.

The performances of the actors in Sword and Sword Three are all online, but they are only online and cannot really be called excellent.

Although Cheng Shuo acted in bad movies, he was on the big screen after all, and the actors he faced were all long-established stars.

He didn't want to waste this last life-saving straw. He studied his acting skills for a period of time, and he didn't fall behind when he acted opposite these people during the filming.

I am not ashamed to say that if we just talk about acting, he can handle most roles in Sword and Sword III.

The interviews went on one by one, and soon we arrived in front of Cheng Shuo.

The eldest brother in front was already visibly turning green, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.

After looking around, he shifted his gaze to Cheng Shuo.

Trying to force a smile, he said, "Brother, let's change places. I want to go to the toilet first."

Cheng Shuo smiled and said with relief: "Scientific experiments show that during exams, it is easier to perform exceptionally if you hold back your urine."

"real?"

"real."

Cheng Shuo's acting talent is quite good, maybe he got it from his experience of deceiving people when he was a child.

What he said was so conclusive that the waiter in front of him who was holding his urine also felt a sense of trust.

As for Cheng Shuo, it's not that he doesn't want to help, it's actually that some film crews severely crack down on selling credits.

To put it simply, the matter of getting an account has also spawned a group of scalpers to buy and sell. Some actors have to rush to several interviews a day, so they spend money to buy an account in order to stagger the time.

Although most of the crew turned a blind eye to this matter, there is no guarantee that the crew of Sword and Sword III will not criticize it at this time. It is better to do less than to do more.

After finding a slightly reluctant excuse, Cheng Shuo felt more at ease.

"Don't worry." Cheng Shuo patted his shoulder, "Believe in science."

Cheng Shuo's slap was so hard that he shook his whole body. After his face turned from green to red, he forced a smile and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Cheng Shuo smiled harmlessly, his eyes full of encouragement.

It was better than 2008, people today are still very simple-minded.

In a good mood, Cheng Shuo couldn't help but ask, "Which role are you auditioning for?"

"Chonglou." He was about to say more, but the voice of calling had already come out.

"No. 44, hurry up and get on stage."

Hearing the shouts, he had no time to continue the greetings and hurriedly walked to the stage.

Cheng Shuo was left alone, rubbing his chin and thinking quietly.

Chong Lou? He’s still a contender. If he’s not a purely literary character, then I hope he doesn’t make any big moves during the talent show.

Arriving at the position closest to the stage, Cheng Shuo's field of vision became wider.

A table was set up on the stage, and three people were sitting across it.

On the left and right are a man and a woman, both of whom look to be around thirty years old. The man in the middle has a broad face and a square mouth. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He is rugged and somewhat refined. It seems that he is from this movie.

The film’s casting director.

This brother was really too frightened on stage, his calves were trembling after he got on stage.

He looked like he couldn't hold his urine in anymore.

After introducing himself, he took a deep breath, glanced at the backstage with a vague gaze, and gritted his teeth, "I prepared a martial arts... poetry recitation."

Then there was an unsightly poetry recitation performance, but he didn't know whether he heard the judges' reactions clearly, and he walked off the stage in despair.

This brother's dialogue skills need to be improved, and he is a little weak.

Cheng Shuo commented solemnly in the audience.

However, he was able to switch from a martial arts performance to a poetry recitation in an instant, which proves that his thoughts are running very fast when he is holding back his urine, which corroborates the scientific conclusion I mentioned before.

"Next, number 45."

Cheng Shuo relaxed his chin, tied his shoelaces slowly, and walked onto the stage.

He stood in the center of the stage and bowed first.

"Hello teachers, my name is Cheng Shuo."