NFBE Chapter 113 Don't force me to slap you in front of a crowd
Chapter 113 Don't force me to slap you in front of a crowd
Even though everyone was initially outraged and demanding an explanation from the "Suspect" production team.
But when Feng Rui announced the open auditions, countless people were still tempted.
The name Feng Rui still holds great appeal for actors.
The audition was scheduled for 8 a.m. the following day.
For the sake of formality, a small theater was borrowed, which had a proper stage.
The professional camera positions have been set up.
As soon as the Douyin live stream for "The Suspect" opened, tens of thousands of viewers immediately flooded in.
[I've been waiting for so long! Online auditions are quite novel, come check it out!]
Wow, I saw Ruan Xi! She's auditioning too?
[Hilarious! They were cursing so fiercely yesterday, but now that they have the chance, they're running here like mad!]
Putting everything else aside, Feng Rui's film, starring Yan Xingxue, guarantees a profit if you get cast. How can anyone treat these auditioning actors like fools? Do you think they'd come if there wasn't something in it for them?
Where is Song Nanxi? She really didn't dare come!
Wow! I see my Roubao! Roubao is the best!
To be fair, Song Yirou is quite strong-willed and has good acting skills. I'm looking forward to seeing more of her performance.
[By the way, who's that handsome guy next to Song Yirou? He looks so expensive!]
The person who accompanied Song Yirou was Song Mo.
The man accepted the gazes he received without flinching, his attention entirely focused on Song Yirou.
"Don't feel pressured during the audition. I believe you'll get selected."
Song Mo spoke gently, patting Song Yirou's head lightly.
Song Yirou smiled confidently.
"If it's a fair competition, I'm not afraid of anyone."
Song Mo loved her younger sister's proud and confident demeanor. As a big star, she should be the center of attention and receive admiring and envious glances from others.
“My Xiaorou is the best, of course,” Song Mo said. “Once you get the role, I’ll take you to pick up that car you’ve got your eye on, okay?”
Song Yirou happily hugged Song Mo's arm, "Brother, you're the best to me!"
"fool--"
Song Mo carefully concealed the burning love in his eyes and stroked her hair.
The interaction between the two was witnessed by the viewers in the live stream, and many couldn't help but ask who the man next to Song Yirou was.
The two of them are so close, don't they try to hide it at all?
At this point, Song Yirou's fans came out to explain:
[He's our Roubao's older brother! Her biological brother!]
【Our Roubao is the group's darling, a true heiress.】
[Waaaaah, the amniotic fluid really is the turning point in my life! Can I have a life like this in my next life?!]
"Oh! Song Nanxi is here!"
"She actually dared to come?" someone said.
Countless eyes turned to the entrance.
Song Nanxi's entourage was larger than anyone else's. This "larger" did not refer to the number of people she brought, but rather to the status of those people.
No one auditioned; the company's CEO personally accompanied them.
But Song Nanxi has that ability.
She walked to the front of the crowd with Qi Yu, Ling Sheng, and their newly appointed assistant, Xiao Liu.
Song Mo protectively shielded Song Yirou behind him.
Song Yirou tugged at the hem of his suit jacket and said reproachfully, "Brother, even if she's crazy, she wouldn't do something like that in front of the live stream, would she?"
Song Mo's eyes were full of wariness. "There's nothing she wouldn't do."
He hasn't been back home since Song Nanxi caused trouble for his family.
All the humiliation I've suffered in this life came from my own sister, whom I share the same mother.
Song Nanxi is truly admirable.
Song Mo looked at Ling Sheng, whom he hadn't seen for a while, and said, "You really do your best for her. What benefits did the old man give you to make you protect her like this?"
Ling Sheng looked at him coldly and indifferently, as if he were looking at a stranger.
"Is it so hard to understand? Even if someone doesn't do you any favors, you still go out of your way to dote on someone who isn't related to you by blood?"
“I’m not like you!” Song Mo’s face darkened. “So you knew all along.”
Song Yirou's face, hidden behind Song Mo, twisted for a moment.
How did Ling Sheng find out?
Ling Sheng glanced at him and Song Yirou, his tone somewhat listless, "You're not a mind reader, how would you know I think differently from you?"
Song Mo laughed in exasperation, his fierce gaze sweeping across Song Nanxi's face as if he wanted to peel off a layer of her skin.
"Ling Sheng, are you determined to sever ties with me for Song Nanxi's sake?"
"Is it something to be proud of to have a relationship with you? I'm telling you, don't think too highly of yourself."
Song Nanxi's smile was enigmatic, carrying a hidden meaning:
"Huanxing's business is booming, but this person can't even negotiate a single cooperation. Socializing with people from below is like helping the poor. I've never seen someone beg for food and then do it with such a self-righteous attitude."
"Oh, no, that's not right."
After speaking, he paused, then scrutinized Song Mo from head to toe with a critical look.
"There's one right in front of us."
"Song, Nan, Xi!"
It's better not to mention it, because the moment Song Mo is mentioned, he feels like he could devour her alive.
He sneered, "You're just a good-for-nothing, what right do you have to mock me? If it weren't for Grandpa and Ling Sheng protecting you, you would never have had the chance to face me in this lifetime."
At 8 o'clock sharp, Feng Rui walked onto the stage.
He took the microphone, gave a brief opening speech, and announced that the audition was now beginning.
The actress who drew number 1 has already nervously gone up on stage.
Song Mo glanced back and felt much better when he thought about how Song Nanxi would be beaten to a pulp by Xiao Rou later.
"I advise you to know your place and go back home obediently. Someone like you can only be a clown in variety shows. In terms of real talent, you can't even compare to Xiaorou's finger!"
He shook his head.
"I really don't know where you got the courage to compete with Xiaorou for a role."
Song Nanxi's hands were itching to get started.
Just as he was about to raise his hand, Ling Sheng caught him with lightning speed.
He gently pressed his slightly rough fingertips against the inside of Song Nanxi's delicate wrist, giving her a look.
The words were directed at Song Mo: "She's a public figure, so it's not appropriate for me to take action against her, but I am not."
The veins on Song Mo's forehead throbbed.
"Ling Sheng, you have terrible taste."
How could you possibly be attracted to a crazy woman like that!
Unable to hit anyone, Song Nanxi clicked her tongue in annoyance, "Song Mo, if you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for slapping you in front of a lot of people."
She never took those two clowns seriously from beginning to end.
"What's the big deal about competing with her for roles? You wait, I'll take what she wants, and I'll take what you want too."
When Song Mo met Song Nanxi's eyes, his own eyes were deep and dark.
"If you're so capable, go ahead and try."
A girl who grew up in the countryside and never received higher education.
They actually want to take resources from him?
Song Mo laughed sarcastically, suddenly feeling that Song Nanxi could only get some attention by making a scene like a shrew, which made her seem a little pathetic.
I was actually fooled by her before.
Song Yirou hated seeing Song Nanxi's confident demeanor.
Now that she was on her home turf, she said directly, "Song Nanxi, let's all rely on our own abilities. I won't go easy on you!"
Song Nanxi was looking at the stage, without turning her head.
"You're from Dunhuang? There are so many murals there."