Quick Transmigration Queen: Male God, please be blackened!

Chapter 208

Yan Ling hooked his lips, very satisfied with Meng Qiang's reaction.

The panic in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

She narrowed her eyes, her voice was cold without any warmth.

"Why are you nervous? I'm just asking casually. Since you said no, then no. I won't frame you."

It was supposed to be an extraordinarily calm sentence, but when it came out of Yan Ling's mouth, Meng Qiang trembled in fright.

Meng Qiang looked away.

As before, I was inexplicably afraid of Yan Ling.

She couldn't explain the fear.

But at the same time, she was unwilling to admit that she was afraid of Yan Ling.

As the unpleasant conversation between the two unfolded, there was gossip in the eyes of the surrounding staff.

Unfortunately, the two did not continue talking.

Yan Ling waved his hand indifferently, "Didn't you come to audition? Go, the director and screenwriter are watching you!"

Meng Qiang, "..." How dare she mention the screenwriter and director at a time like this?
She gritted her teeth, turned her head, and sure enough, she saw the director, screenwriter, and other staff members of the film crew. A dozen or so people, together with Mojia, looked at the two of them upright, with weird and changeable expressions.

In the end, the director yelled and asked Meng Qiang to audition.

Meng Qiang glared at Yan Ling, then turned her head to perform a scene according to the director's request.

She had naturally practiced that scene many times at home, and she was full of confidence. She was very satisfied with her demeanor and movements.

The moment Meng Qiang started to audition with full confidence.

Suddenly there was a chilly look on his body.

She was startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look along that line of sight, just in time to see Yan Ling staring at her with a half-smile.

Meng Qiang's heart skipped a beat, and she acted abnormally.

The lines that were firmly memorized in my mind were instantly forgotten.

The director and the screenwriter, "..." Such an obvious malfunction...is too unsatisfactory.

Before Meng Qiang got angry, Yan Ling turned around and left without looking back, hiding her achievements and fame.

Meng Qiang's little face turned red from being looked at by others, she was ashamed and annoyed, she said bitterly, "I'm sorry, I didn't perform well, it's all because of Yan Ling..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze severely.

She looked at the place where Yan Ling was standing in astonishment, but at this moment he had disappeared.

There is no need to say the next half of the sentence.

She could already feel the disdain in the eyes of the staff around her, as if they were mocking her: she obviously didn't perform well, and she had to blame a person who left long ago...

Meng Qiang trembled with anger, "..."

She bit her lip tightly with her teeth, and her appearance was as pitiful as it could be.

In the end, the director sighed, "I'll give you another chance, you have 1 minute to adjust your emotions." No way, who made this backstage amazing?

No matter whether she is allowed to be the heroine or not, this opportunity must be given again.

Of course, if she still can't perform anything, then... it can only mean that she is really not suitable for this role.

The spirit of speech that hides merit and fame deeply left a deep shadow on Meng Qiang.

Even after 1 minute.

Meng Qiang adjusted her mood, but...

She is still not performing well, although it is not abnormal, but it is not normal either.

The director and screenwriter shook their heads in disappointment.

Even though her acting skills have been honed, she still lacks the aura and the emotion that can bring the audience into it.

There is no way, Meng Qiang is really not suitable for this role.

Going deeper...

Meng Qiang is not suitable for acting.

Of course, the director didn't dare to say the last sentence, and Meng Qiang turned her head away angrily after a few perfunctory words on her face.

(End of this chapter)