☆, Chapter 12 Class Reunion Invitation
Director Lin went over to take a look and discovered that this new actress had always been playing minor roles in various TV dramas and had never even played a role higher than female No. 4.
Although unspoken rules are prevalent in the circle, they are only limited to the female lead and the second female lead. In general TV dramas, the competition for roles below the third female lead is not serious, and there are also enough outstanding newcomers to stand out.
"Maybe I just lacked a bit of luck." Director Lin said, touching his chin.
The audition continued. The newcomer No. 132 had good looks and decent opera skills, but his voice was far from perfect. When it came to the audition, he chose the quarrel scene and his acting skills were quite average.
Director Lin's appetite has been spoiled by Wen Mianyu. Compared with her extroverted performance, Wen Mianyu's introverted and affectionate style is more likely to impress the audience on the big screen.
Wen Mianyu's previous performances had a great control over her eyes. She seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life, yet she was gentle in a different way. The quiet years were filled with the tacit understanding and feelings of mutual support for more than 20 years. It was not strong, but it was a restrained deep affection.
Yes, restraint. She performed the restraint that Director Lin wanted, and her acting skills can stand the test of time on the big screen.
"This is far inferior to the Miss Su just now. Although Miss Su has been acting in TV dramas, I think her acting is more suitable for movies, don't you think?" Director Lin turned around and discussed in a low voice with Lu Congxu.
Lu Congxu lowered his eyes in thought, then came back to his senses after hearing the words and asked, "What?"
Director Lin looked at him worriedly. "Hey, Congxu, what's wrong with you today? Are you feeling unwell? Why do you always seem distracted?"
It was fine at first. Lu Congxu was as calm as usual and didn't say much, but the comments he gave were very sharp.
But ever since Wen Mianyu started singing The Peony Pavilion, Lu Congxu began to lose focus frequently, even to the point where he forgot his lines and couldn't concentrate on his supporting role, and was outshone by the new actors.
Fortunately, he recovered his form later, otherwise it would have really affected his reputation if it had been spread.
"Sorry." Lu Congxu also knew that his performance today was very poor.
"What's there to be sorry about? You're not feeling well and you're still here to help me review it. I should be the one feeling sorry," Director Lin said. "I was thinking you should be here to review the scenes with the female lead, but since you're not feeling well, go back. You've already seen the best of it."
"Okay." Although Lu Congxu did not feel uncomfortable, his current mood was not enough to concentrate on observing the audition, let alone give a fair evaluation.
Out of courtesy, he waited until No. 132 finished performing before standing up and saying to Director Lin, "I'm going back first, Director Lin."
"Go back and have a good rest. Don't put too much pressure on yourself." Director Lin advised.
"Yeah." Lu Congxu responded, put on his baseball cap, lowered the brim, and left through the back door.
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After leaving the audition room, Wen Mianyu's cell phone rang. The caller ID showed that it was from a classmate of Su Moli named Lin.
Glancing at the crowded corridor, Wen Mianyu took his cell phone and went to a less crowded corner to answer the call.
"Jasmine, what are you doing?" asked classmate Lin.
In Su Moli's memory, classmate Lin was a pretty good person, and he was one of the few classmates who didn't look down on her because of her love affair with him.
Wen Mianyu's tone was gentle as she replied, "I'm auditioning for a film crew. What's up?"
"You said I have something to do? You don't even remember what you promised? We have already scheduled a class reunion for tomorrow night. You promised me to go with you half a month ago. You wouldn't have forgotten, right?" said classmate Lin.
Wen Mianyu thought about it for a moment. Su Moli had indeed promised this class reunion. She said, "I haven't forgotten."
"That's good." Lin said a little embarrassedly, "We had agreed to go to your house to meet you, but I have something urgent to do here, so I might be late. You can go by yourself tomorrow night."
"Okay." Wen Mianyu hung up the phone without saying anything more.
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