Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 20 I miss you
Ye Tingchen answered him nonchalantly: "I heard that today's cast is being cast, so come and have a look."

The assistant director just remembered that Huanyu Media is also one of the producers of "Swordsman". As the president, Ye Tingchen should come over to take a look, but Ye Tingchen probably didn't pay attention to this investment. I will personally come to ask about the progress of the crew.

The assistant director's face instantly flushed red.

As long as the news of Ye Tingchen's presence here spreads, he is confident that he can attract another [-] million in investment.

The assistant director said repeatedly: "Young Master Ye, please, please, please, the audition has just started, and you need to ask Young Master Ye to check it out more."

Those who were near had heard their conversation and murmured in shock.

"Master Ye?! Did I hear you right?"

"Oh my God! I also heard the assistant director call Ye Shao!"

"Is it that Young Master Ye from LN?! I heard he's still single!"

"Keep your voice down, if you dare to talk about Young Master Ye, you will die!"

These only dared to discuss with the people around them, the voice was not loud, Ye Tingchen didn't know if he didn't hear it, or he didn't care at all.

The assistant director laughed and led Ye Tingchen to sit in the middle of the jury.

Le Yan'er thumped in her heart, she was so startled that she forgot to hide her face, and raised her head high, afraid that she might be wrong.

Why did Ye Tingchen sit down? !

I don't know if it was Le Yan'er's illusion, just as she raised her face, Ye Tingchen seemed to glance in this direction, and she quickly lowered her head again in fright.

Seeing her unable to dodge in time, Ye Tingchen's eyes turned cold slightly, his thin lips pursed, and he looked away inadvertently.

"Next, Jiang Huilin—" the field manager glanced at the folder, and then shouted with a loudspeaker.

Jiang Huilin hurried up from the stairs to the high platform. She was very good at being a person. She bowed to Ye Tingchen and the assistant director, and said crisply, "Please give me your advice." But her eyes were locked on On Ye Tingchen.

It's a pity that Ye Tingchen didn't pay attention to her at all. Seeing that Ye Tingchen wasn't looking at her directly, the assistant director waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's get ready."

The field manager helped Jiang Huilin fasten the wire, and stepped back from behind.

Jiang Huilin took a deep breath. Originally, although she wanted this role, she was not so urgent, but today she actually met Ye Tingchen and allowed Ye Tingchen to see her audition with her own eyes. This was the most critical time for her since she was an actress No matter whether you can face this role or not, you must leave a good impression on Ye Tingchen.

Jiang Huilin stared blankly, took two steps towards the run-up, jumped down, and shouted: "Wu Jing, I want to sacrifice your life to the 39 souls of my family!"

Jiang Huilin probably came prepared, she landed steadily, her expression was dignified, and she had already entered the scene, holding the unsharp sword in her hand and fighting with the martial arts instructor.

Jiang Huilin is a graduate of the Dance Academy. Although her acting skills are poor, she has a good figure. When she turns around and bows her head, she looks as graceful as she is dancing.

The screenwriter at the side frowned slightly: "This is a heroine, not a famous prostitute. Her movements are limp, without even a little strength."

The assistant director was very happy watching: "Aren't heroines also women? Women always have to be soft to look good. Audiences don't really want to watch them fight when they watch TV dramas. Aren't they just admiring beauty?"

After finishing speaking, he felt that what he said made sense, and asked Ye Tingchen who was sitting in the middle flatteringly: "Young Master Ye, what do you think?"

But Ye Tingchen didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't even glance at Jiang Huilin, he just looked in one direction, his expression was a little cold, and he didn't even listen to the assistant director's words.

The assistant director and screenwriter looked at each other. They had never dealt with Ye Tingchen at close range, but they had heard many rumors about Ye Tingchen. Disturbing Ye Tingchen, he shut his mouth tacitly, and watched Jiang Huilin's play seriously.

Jiang Huilin's weapon had been confiscated by the martial arts instructor, and a sword was placed on her neck. Jiang Huilin turned her head and said coldly, "You kill me, I will not bow to you."

The audition ends here.

The field manager helped Jiang Huilin untie Wia, Jiang Huilin ran to the judges' seat with a smile, tilted her head and asked, "May I ask you guys, is my performance okay?" She smiled sweetly as she spoke.

As usual, the assistant director took a look at Ye Tingchen first, and saw that although he had regained consciousness, he didn't intend to answer, so he said ambiguously: "I haven't finished the test yet, just wait for a while."

Jiang Huilin looked deeply at Ye Tingchen, not understanding why he didn't even look at her even though she tried her best.

She is beautiful, and her family is willing to pay for her. She has always been a little proud, and now she asks with a little arrogance: "What do you think, Young Master Ye?"

Ye Tingchen noticed her hot eyes, but he was completely unmoved, and looked at her indifferently: "Are you still waiting for me to praise you?"

Ye Tingchen's eyes were like ice blades, with no emotion, only boredom, as if he was looking at something unclean.

Jiang Huilin instantly understood that Ye Tingchen didn't mean anything to her, so she took a step back in embarrassment, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." It was Ye Tingchen's cold voice.

Jiang Huilin was overjoyed, and immediately forgot the feeling of being hurt by Ye Tingchen's eyes just now.

Sure enough, a man is a man, she is beautiful and has a good figure, there is no man who will not be tempted.

For a character like Ye Tingchen, no matter what kind of big boss he is, he must give him face. As long as he can climb up to the high branch of Ye Tingchen, what kind of female number two is she going to face!

Jiang Huilin looked at him with a red face.

"Don't spray so much perfume next time," Ye Tingchen frowned, "It stinks."

He, what did he say?
Jiang Huilin felt like being struck by thunder, her legs went limp, and she even swayed twice.

Everyone could see that she was showing affection to Ye Tingchen, Ye Tingchen's merciless words were obviously humiliating her.

Since she was a child, she has been held in the hands of her parents and the people around her. Even if she did something wrong, she has never been blamed. How often has she been insulted like this.

Some people around have already sneered softly: "I don't even look at her virtues, and I want to hook up with Young Master Ye."

"That is, based on Ye Shao's appearance and bearing, what kind of woman does she want? If she wants to post back, she also needs to see if she likes her."

Jiang Huilin's eyes immediately turned red when she heard the deluge of discussion around her, she covered her mouth and ran out of the crowd.

Le Yan'er sat far away and couldn't hear what they said. She only saw Jiang Huilin covering her mouth and quickly got out of the crowd. Tears were already dripping when she ran to her.

How did you say two words and then ran away crying?

Could it be that Jiang Huilin was humiliated in public like Ye Jiatong just now?
But she watched Jiang Huilin's whole play just now, and it should be said that it is very good, with smooth movements and good balance. Although there are exaggerated movements inherent in dancers, it is not a big problem.

Even such a performance is going to be scolded, so what kind of actor are they looking for?
Diao Weiya is not Le Yan'er's strong point, and now seeing that Jiang Huilin can't satisfy them, she feels a little worried.

After all, Jiang Huilin was just a little-known star, and no one cared about her whereabouts. The director gave a signal, and the scene manager immediately shouted: "Next, Le Yan'er."

(End of this chapter)