When their eyes met, Wen Tian instantly tensed up like a startled cat.

    Lin Qing narrowed his eyes and walked towards him.

    He was the focus of everyone’s attention. Wherever his footsteps went, everyone’s eyes followed him.

    Wen Tian, ​​who was trying to reduce his presence in the corner, was instantly exposed to everyone’s sight.

    “Wen Tian? Wen Tian is also here to audition for “Tao Yao Yuan”? Which role is he auditioning for?”

    “Wen Tian and Lin Qing are sworn enemies. He must be here to steal Lin Qing’s male lead!”

“Damn! Fight! Fight!”

    It was so exciting that many people secretly took out their mobile phones and aimed them at the two people who seemed to be about to fight.

    “Teacher Lin!” Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stood up and stretched out his hand, smiling brightly and joyfully, “Are you here for the interview too? Woo woo woo, you didn’t get depressed, that’s great!”

    Lin Qing paused: ? ? ?

    Wen Tian grabbed his hands without saying a word, pulled him to sit on the chair beside him, and began to curse him affectionately, “How could Jiang Han treat you like that? It’s really too much!”

    Lin Qing: ???? ????

    Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, glanced around, pulled his hand back, gritted his teeth and forced a fake smile, “What are you talking about.”

    Wen Tian was indignant, “He doesn’t really love you at all! He doesn’t deserve your affection!”

    Lin Qing laughed, “Wen Tian, ​​are you crazy?”

    Wen Tian blinked, leaned over with his upper body, covered the lower half of his face with the script, opened his eyes wide, his eyes were clear and innocent, and warned in a low voice, “You’d better not go crazy here.”

    Lin Qing sneered, “Why, the male lead is you? I can’t come to the audition?”

    “Yes, why not,” Wen Tian tilted his head, his eyes slightly curved, “You’d better just come to the audition.”

    Lin Qing’s mouth twitched, and a strong sneer appeared in his eyes, “Wen Tian, ​​do you think that with Jiang Han you have everything?”

    “Isn’t it?” Wen Tian narrowed his eyes, the corners of his eyes curved, but the smile did not reach his eyes, “Otherwise, why can’t you let him go.”

    “Look at you, you’ve lost weight.”

    The soft and gentle voice was like a sharp knife, piercing Lin Qing’s throat and making him unable to utter a word.

    “Wen Tian,” Lin Qing clenched his teeth, “Aren’t you afraid that I will record it?”

    “Then you are not afraid,” Wen Tian’s eyes curved, “Do I have any fatal black material about you?”

    Lin Qing: …………

    “Mr. Lin,” a staff member appeared from the audition room, “It’s your turn to audition.”

    “Come on, Mr. Lin!” Wen Tian raised his voice and sincerely cheered Lin Qing with a fist, “Never give up your dream for a man!”

    His voice was loud and spread throughout the waiting area, causing as much sensation as Lin Qing’s action of walking towards him.

    “Yeah? Didn’t they say they were mortal enemies? Why do they seem to have a good relationship?”

    “Are you pretending?”

    “Why do I feel that Lin Qing is going to explode? Fight! Fight quickly!”

    More and more mobile phone cameras were quietly raised.

    Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Qing took a deep breath, and the fake smile on his face could hardly be maintained.

    “……Okay, you try your best too.” Lin Qing squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, “Teacher Wen.”

    “Okay,” Wen Tian nodded with a smile on his face, “Teacher Lin, try your best!”

    Lin Qing’s nails were so hard that they almost dug into his palms. He took a deep look at Wen Tian and turned to go for the audition.

    As soon as the door was closed, Wen Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    With so many people watching, if there was any negative news about him on the day of the audition, the director of “Peach Blossom” would not choose him due to public opinion.

    Even if Lin Qing lost “Peach Blossom”, he still had the Lin family to back him up, but he had nothing.

    Wen Tian wiped the cold sweat from his palms vigorously and reopened the script with a little nervousness.

    More than an hour later, Lin Qing came out with brisk steps and a sense of satisfaction.

    He strode to Wen Tian, ​​who was reciting the lines with a frown on his face, and said in a brisk tone, “Teacher Wen.”

    Wen Tian looked up at him.

    “It seems that you and I are the only ones here to interview for the male lead,” Lin Qing raised his lips, “We will each try our best.”

    Lin Qing has Jiang Han’s support, and his own strength is not weak, and his acting skills are even more remarkable.

    Now it seems that the director should be quite satisfied with him.

    But Wen Tian has never been a timid person, and he will never give up until the last step.

    Wen Tian looked at him steadily and laughed, “Okay, each try your best.”

    The staff reminded, “Teacher Wen, it’s your turn.”

    Wen Tian took a deep breath, his eyes firm, “Okay.”

    He began to get nervous.

    Lin Qing looked at his back, sneered, and showed disdain.

    Wen Tian’s heart was pounding as he walked towards the audition room. The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

    He took out his phone and saw a strange account on WeChat saying to him: [Teacher Wen, if the audition is successful, you can have a mango-flavored cake, otherwise you can have a strawberry-flavored cake]

    [No matter which one, you are the best]

    Wen Tian frowned in confusion: [Mr. Jiang? ]

    Jiang Han: [So smart]

    No, when did he have a friend with Jiang Han? ? ? Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that day when the sun was scorching, Jiang Han gave him a bottle of ice cola.

He couldn’t find the transfer record anyway, and thought it was a bug in the data transfer.

    Thinking of Jiang Han’s serious look of deliberately delaying time and waiting until the last second when the phone was turned off to trick him into scanning the code, Wen Tian was stunned, and a strange and warm emotion filled his chest, making him laugh.

    [(Kitten stunned)]

    Wen Tian replied with a round-headed and round-brained kitten shocked emoticon, put away the phone, and walked into the door that determined his fate.

    As soon as the door closed, all the sounds disappeared instantly, leaving only three directors with majestic faces.

    The strange thing is that Wen Tian was not as nervous as before, and recalled the plot calmly.

    When the male protagonist was born, the sun was eclipsed by the heavenly dog ​​and black crows were rampant. In panic, his biological father wrapped him in a blood-stained swaddling cloth and threw him to the Wan Gui Slope in the deep winter to fend for himself. A passing peach demon saved the purple male protagonist, took him back to the peach forest to raise him, and gave him the name Wu Han.

    I hope that he will never be cold, sick, or unfortunate in his life.

    But on his sixteenth birthday, the peach demon stabbed the magic sword into his heart with his own hands.

    Wu Han was thrown into the netherworld, and he killed for ten years in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, and crawled back to the human world like an unwilling ghost.

    On the first day back to the peach forest, Wu Han’s eyes were dark without whites, and his body was raging with demonic energy. The corners of his clothes brushed the ground, and the flowers and trees withered and turned to ashes in an instant.

    He walked to the peach demon, knelt in front of the peach demon respectfully and humbly as before, and said naively, “Sister, I brought your favorite fruit juice.”

    This is a scene with intense emotions but extremely forbearing, which requires extra rich emotions and sufficient acting skills to perform well.

    Lin Qing should have auditioned for this part just now, and it also made the director very satisfied.

    Wen Tian clenched his fingers, and the blue veins on the back of her hand floated.

    “Do I need to act?” A gentle female voice came from the shadow in the corner.

    Wen Tian looked over in surprise, only to find that a woman was sitting in a chair in the corner, holding a script in her hand, looking at him with a smile.

    It was Zhou Ying, the heroine of this play.

    Wen Tian blinked, “Just sit there! Don’t move!”

    He estimated the distance between himself and Zhou Ying, and said to himself, “Okay, that’s it.”

    There are many ways to act well. If you don’t have skilled techniques, then use the dumbest method.

    – Become Wu Han.

    Wen Tian took a deep breath, and his pupils slowly calmed down.

    Wu Han must love Tao Yao.

    He likes her with restraint, like a worm in the gutter longing for a ray of light, or a fish dying of thirst in the desert greedily for a drop of rain.

    Wen Tian slowly raised his eyes, as if he wanted to tear the peach monster into pieces with his sharp teeth and eat it up, looking at Zhou Ying in the shadow affectionately and madly.

    Zhou Ying: …………

    “Sister…” The boy grinned, smiling like a demon, and walked slowly, step by step, towards Zhou Ying with a sense of oppression.

    The heavy footsteps, every step is the infatuation of reunion after a long separation, Wu Han stretched out the scarlet tip of his tongue and licked his lips hungrily.

    He walked to Zhou Ying step by step, fell to his knees, raised his hands tremblingly, and said in a hoarse voice with a chilling smile, “I brought your favorite fruit juice.”

    The boy was shaking all over.

    Even his pupils were trembling with excitement, like a dog about to go crazy.

    Inexplicably, Zhou Ying felt cold in her heart, frowned, and said sternly, “Wen Tian, ​​you can’t act like this.”

    It will make you crazy.

    Wu Han looked confused and tilted his head in confusion.

    Zhou Ying, “Wen Tian!”

    The intellectual female voice scolded loudly, but there was clearly undisguised concern in the depths of her voice.

    Wu Han laughed, and the corners of his mouth, which were already upturned, widened to a weird degree. He humbly and flatteringly moved half a step forward with his knees, as if he wanted the peach demon to rub his head like when he was a child.

    The more the peach demon scolded, the more excited he became.

    As long as… don’t leave him.

    Zhou Ying stood up suddenly, “Director, this won’t work.”

    The three casting directors were very satisfied, showing pleasant surprises, “Teacher Wen’s interpretation of the role is quite good!”

    Zhou Ying said dissatisfiedly, “If he had performed the whole play in this state, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.”

    Zhou Ying lowered her eyes and glanced at Wen Tian, ​​whose eyes were still wide open, and whose eyes suddenly turned red because of her resistant tone, and whose face was faintly angry, “Let’s choose Lin Qing.”

    Wen Tian’s eyebrows tightened slowly, his teeth clattered, and he stared at Zhou Ying with resentment and confusion.

    “There are so many experiential actors, and there are only a few who are really crazy?” Chief Director Wei Hong was also dissatisfied, “Actors are born for roles. Teacher Wen must be very happy to have a role that he devotes all his efforts to.”

    Zhou Ying threw the script on the director’s desk with a “bang”, “He is not only an actor, but also a father. If he really has psychological problems, what will happen to the child?”

    “Besides,” Zhou Ying’s voice became cold, “How much can you give him in return to make him worthy of acting like this?”

    The two sides immediately quarreled.

    Lin Qing’s acting is also very good, but he has too many skills and is too skilled. Wen Tian is a pure experience school. He is easily stained by the role like a blank sheet of paper. It doesn’t seem like acting, but it seems that the role possesses the actor.

    Originally, this role was decided because of the relationship between Jiang Han and Yang Ao. Wen Tian was chosen when their acting skills were comparable. Now Wen Tian’s performance is too eye-catching, and Wei Hong is happy to go with the flow and do a favor

    . Only Wen Tian, ​​because he was too emotional, couldn’t get out of the play for a long time. He was still kneeling on the ground, like an abandoned kitten, looking at Zhou Ying who didn’t want him blankly and helplessly.

    Tears rolled down his face.

    “Mr. Jiang? Why are you here?”

    Jiang Han pushed the door open with two flavors of small cakes, and Wei Hong hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

    Jiang Han glanced and saw Wen Tian, ​​who was still kneeling on the ground, crying silently.

    “Ah Tian?” Jiang Han hurriedly knelt, holding his face with both hands, and whispered, “Ah Tian, ​​look at me, okay.”

    Wen Tian’s scattered pupils condensed slightly.

    “…You,” Wen Tian’s throat tightened, and even his voice was filled with heavy rain, “Don’t leave me…”

    “Please…”

    Wen Tian begged, and suddenly turned his head to the side, biting Jiang Han’s fingers that were against his face.

    The tip of his teeth held Jiang Han’s finger, wanting to use force but not wanting to let go, ferocious and pitiful, like a puppy that no one wants, whimpering, “No… No, no, no, no…”

    Jiang Han laughed, his eyes full of helplessness.

    “I won’t give up on you,” Jiang Han pursed his lips and lowered his voice, “Teacher Wen, the audition is over, it’s time to eat the cake.”

    The gentle and clear voice flowed slowly through his consciousness like water. Wen Tian blinked in confusion and slowly loosened his teeth.

    “Tsk,” Jiang Han looked at the clear white tooth marks on the back of his finger and chuckled, “Teacher Wen’s teeth are so good, even the tooth marks are like a pair of wings.”

    Jiang Han frowned and was slightly stunned.

    Suddenly, Wen Tian tilted his head slightly, holding Jiang Han’s hand devoutly, and rubbed his side face against Jiang Han’s palm in a flattering way.

    “Please~” The crying voice was full of coquettishness, and the long wet eyelashes trembled in panic, “Don’t leave me, okay~”

    From the initial resentment, to helpless confusion, and finally to coquettishly like a puppy to win back… The extremely contagious emotional change made Zhou Ying and several directors silent.

    As if a kitten’s tail brushed against the tip of his heart, Jiang Han took a deep breath, and his palm greedily pressed against the white and soft face for a long time.

    “Teacher Wen,” Jiang Han resolutely withdrew his hand and reached out to cover Wen Tian’s eyes, “The audition is over.”

    Wen Tian: … …

    Wen Tian’s eyes went dark, and he was stunned for a long time, and finally made a normal sound, “…ah?”

    Wen Tian pushed Jiang Han’s hand away with a slightly stiff movement, blinked confusedly, and then looked at Wei Hong nervously as if waiting for a verdict.