September is almost over, and the weather has started to cool down.
The production team of "The Dance of the City," which had previously been forced to halt filming due to the drug use of the second male lead Ling Zifeng and the murder case of the female lead Yan Zimeng, has once again posted on its official Weibo account, stating that it will recast the roles and that this time it will conduct a comprehensive review of the actors' character.
Although the crew has encountered two incidents in a row, causing a lot of concern among the artists, after all, once they accept a role in a film or television series, they have to cancel other projects scheduled for the same period. If something happens to the crew, it means they won't be able to work for a long time, and if they don't work, they won't get paid.
Especially for some popular celebrities, if they can't produce new works quickly, it means they will be forgotten.
However, director Gu Dechuan's reputation and word-of-mouth are undeniable, and artists who have worked with him, whether leading or supporting roles, have ultimately seen their status rise.
So even though some people have concerns, many are still willing to give it a try.
However, the production team's official Weibo account announced that the female lead role will be auditioned nationwide, and anyone interested can come and audition.
"Sister Lan!" Qian Meiqi ran over, phone in hand. "Look, it's the preliminary auditions!"
"Yes." Le Yao nodded. "I saw it. Are you interested? Want to enter the film and television industry?"
"How could I possibly be good at this?" Qian Meiqi hurriedly shook her head. "You know I'm okay at fighting, but only in the bullying way. My dancing is like a gorilla having a cramp. How could I possibly act?"
"Haha, you're quite self-aware." Qiao Qiao couldn't help but laugh.
“Of course we should.” Qian Meiqi nodded seriously. “Actually, if Sister Lan hadn’t said how pitiful she was, we would definitely have continued to bully her.”
Le Yao's lips twitched. This girl is really honest.
“But let’s not talk about that now.” Qian Meiqi waved her hand. “Let’s talk about the audition. Sister Lan, why don’t you give it a try? With your looks and figure, plus your dancing skills, you’re absolutely perfect for playing Feng Qingcheng. You’ll definitely become famous all over the country.”
"Yeah, I think so too." Wang Xia nodded. "Just look at Sister Lan's face, I could kowtow to her all day long..."
"You guys are something else." Le Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Do you think acting is child's play? Besides, I have absolutely no interest in the entertainment industry. Although you can make a lot of money, you live under the gaze of others every day, with no privacy at all. You're even afraid of being photographed when you go to the toilet..." She quickly waved her hand as she spoke, "Isn't that just asking for trouble? Besides, I don't need the money right now."
"What a pity." Qian Meiqi knew this too, but she still felt regretful.
"Alright, put down your phones. Come on, kids, the ocean of knowledge is waiting for you to explore." Le Yao pulled out the test papers. "A top student who doesn't want to be a cook isn't a good driver! Let's go!"
Suddenly, a wail came from the dormitory, followed by the scribbling sound of pens writing.
Just then, Le Yao's phone rang. She picked it up, paused for a moment, but still answered it.
"Alan, come with me to the capital during the National Day holiday," Nangong Jue's voice came through.
Le Yao was about to say, "It's not appropriate to be divorced," but the other party seemed to know what she was thinking and directly used the original divorce agreement to shut her up: "For the 40th anniversary celebration of Nangong Group, I invite you to be my date. It was written in the original agreement that you cannot refuse if I need you."
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