The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 4 Audition Success (1)
The two bid farewell at the train station like this, and the same scene went back to many years ago, when she stood on the platform seeing off her parents, but it was the last time.

Leng Yan remembered that she had to go to the audition in the afternoon, and now was not the time to be sad, she got all the lines, and asked to still pull out a perfect smile with eight teeth in front of the camera.

In order to recharge her energy, she coldly said that she took a nap at noon, but forgot to set the alarm clock. In fact, it was useless. Du Xiangxiang tried to use her mobile phone to add an alarm clock and her own artificial noise but failed to wake up the girl. .

"Mo Qing - Mo Qing - Mo Qing -" Leng Yan was daydreaming during the day and actually dreamed of Mo Qing, but all she saw in the dream was a cold and arrogant back, she shouted, shouted , I heard Mo Qing's words again, "From now on, please disappear before my eyes..."

She was so frightened that she woke up from her dream, and reached out to grab the alarm clock on the bed, "Oh my god! It's half past two! Damn Mo Qing, you're still haunted, haunted!"

President Mo was shot while lying down!

The time agreed with the advertising company was three o'clock in the afternoon. She roughly calculated that if there was no traffic jam, plus God's blessing, and the green light was unimpeded, it would take at least 10 minutes.

老天一点都不善解人意啊！冷言已经在这条主干道上堵了二10分钟了，她不停地看着手表，“10、9、8、7、6、5、4、3、2、1，死了。”

The driver frowned, "Girl! It's taboo to talk about driving."

He apologized coldly, "Master, I'm sorry! I'm talking about me."

"You are so young, why do you want to die?" The driver shook his head puzzled.

Seeing that the driver had completely misunderstood what he meant, Leng Yan hurriedly poked his head, glanced at the long, endless convoy, and said anxiously, "Master, can you open the door, I'm really too late."

Seeing that Leng Yan was in such a hurry, the driver opened the car door, and Leng Yan threw a hundred-yuan bill. Before the driver could find it, he saw Leng Yan bumping his high heels and running away.

The advertising company has already lined up several girls to be selected, and the director shouted from the monitor, "Stop—"

This is already the fifth one to be eliminated. These girls all have pretty faces, but when they smile, they are very stiff.

Leng Yan pushed open the door, holding high heels in both hands, his hair was a little messy, but he did not forget to apologize with a smile, "Sorry, I'm late!"

The director glanced at the reckless girl at the door, her light makeup looked a little immature, but her smile was very agile and natural.

"You, come and audition."

A group of girls still queuing complained about being late and jumping in line.

"Why! I came here at 2 o'clock, and I haven't got my turn yet, so I let this girl get on first?"

"It's not surprising, isn't this the one who is praised as 'Little Liu Yifei' by everyone!"

"I don't think she sings very well! If it weren't for that face, would the judges and those dog-legged male audiences vote for her?"

"There are shady scenes, and there are shady scenes. In this day and age, even those who look a little better can't get rid of the reality of being hidden."

Everyone, you say something, and I say something, which is extremely derogatory. It kind of means that grapes are sour when you can't eat grapes.

I heard the director yelling to the camera: "3, 2, 1, Action!"

(End of this chapter)