Chapter 67 Chapter 67 He is not Chu Sheng
This round of audition time for each person was obviously much longer than the last time.
As the sun set, the actresses who had finished their auditions left one by one. At around four in the afternoon, it was finally Xia Nuan's turn.
It's just that the waiting time was too long, and her original nervousness gradually disappeared with the passage of time.
Hearing the staff calling her name, Xia Nuan stood up, straightened her clothes, and calmly pushed open the audition door.
Sitting at the long table were still the same three judges from last time, but the difference was that the audition room this time was much larger.
Almost an entire wall of the room was covered with an electronic screen, on which a high-definition video of the Venice Canal was being shown.
Accompanied by the faint sound of flowing water, water vapor seems to seep into the room through the electronic screen, as if you are really there.
Xia Nuan's fingers unconsciously stroked the title page of the script, on which was printed the logo of "Poetry in the Rain", a pattern of a drop of water falling on a small window.
"Please start your performance."
Dirk Dudley's voice came from the judges' table.
Xia Nuan took a deep breath. She was about to perform the scene where the male and female protagonists first met in Venice.
Because of a sudden rainstorm, two strangers took shelter under a narrow archway.
Xia Nuan closed her eyes and imagined herself standing under the Bridge of Sighs. She muttered softly in English and made a gesture to pull her coat tighter.
She pretended to suddenly notice someone beside her, looked up suddenly, and her pupils dilated slightly: "S-Sorry, I didn't know there was someone here..."
She was frightened and her English suddenly became halting.
The people on the judges' panel nodded slightly and then wrote something.
This is the first time the male and female protagonists meet in the movie.
"It's okay." She switched to standard British accent and answered her own questions, her body slightly leaning back, her posture carrying the sense of distance unique to aristocrats.
"Actually, I'm glad someone can share this..." She paused for a second, a subtle smile forming at the corner of her mouth, "share this unique weather."
This is the line from the male protagonist Alberta Tove.
One person played two roles, and through just a few subtle body language changes, he portrayed two completely different characters. Casting director Emma Chen, sitting on the far right of the judging panel, smiled.
"Dear judges, my performance is over."
Xia Nuan smiled and looked forward. According to the interview times of other people, her interview should be over soon.
Dirk Dudley glanced at his watch, then clapped his hands, his mouth full of praise, but his brow furrowed in contrast.
He didn't let Xia Nuan go out, but instead handed her another A4 paper with a new plot clip on it.
"You have ten minutes to think about it and then act out this scene."
Xia Nuan nodded, she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes hiding the deep thought in her eyes.
It's almost thirty minutes, and if we add ten minutes and the performance footage afterwards, it might be fifty minutes.
But among the dozen or so actresses before, almost none of them lasted more than thirty minutes.
Xia Nuan pursed her lips, blinked, and forced herself to put away thoughts that had nothing to do with the audition.
"Now, please perform—"
Before he could finish his words, the door of the audition room was suddenly pushed open.
Dirk Dudley was not displeased by the interruption, but instead felt relieved.
Xia Nuan frowned slightly, feeling more and more strange.
A man strode in, bringing with him a real scent of rain.
Xia Nuan glanced out the window, and only then did the sound of dripping rain reach her ears. It was actually raining outside.
"Sorry, I'm late." The man said as he took off his rain-soaked hat, revealing his golden hair and blue eyes.
Chu Sheng? !!!
Xia Nuan's brain buzzed, her ears tinnitus flashed for a moment, her hair stood up almost instantly, half of her scalp was numb, and her eardrum was filled with the sound of her heartbeat. Xia Nuan barely managed to maintain her composure, but her palms were sweating.
It was only the blink of an eye, yet it seemed like a very long time had passed.
The blond man smiled at Xia Nuan.
Xia Nuan's pupils were tightly locked, but her chaotic thoughts disappeared.
No, that's not right.
The sound is different.
She clenched her fists, forced herself to relax and not show any fear, and finally saw the man's appearance clearly.
From her perspective, the man in front of her looked somewhat similar to Chu Sheng, especially his habit of slightly raising his chin.
It was just because I was too distracted just now that I admitted my mistake.
But before Xia Nuan could completely calm down her rapid heartbeat, this person greeted the people on the judges' panel and walked towards her.
"Hello, I'm Aidan Crowley."
Although she had heard this person's name and he was not Chu Sheng, Xia Nuan's pupils still contracted uncontrollably when she saw him approaching.
But before she could respond, Dirk Dudley laughed and said, "Since the male lead is here, let's rehearse the scenes for the actors who are auditioning."
Aidan Crowley shrugged, nodded, and said casually, "Of course."
Xia Nuan took a deep breath and temporarily put those messy thoughts behind her.
The audition finally ended, and we went to the bathroom.
As the cold water splashed against her face, Xia Nuan's eyes flashed with self-mockery, and she twitched the corners of her mouth. Perhaps it was because of that nightmare she had a while ago, but now she was really paranoid.
She rubbed her somewhat stiff face again.
Lin Dayong was pacing anxiously in the corridor. Seeing Xia Nuan coming out, he immediately went to meet her: "How was the audition? There's hope——"
When Lin Dayong saw Xia Nuan's expression, he suddenly shut his mouth.
After the two of them left the production company, Lin Dayong hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Xiao Xia, we never thought we could succeed..."
Xia Nuan's wandering thoughts were pulled back, the words fell into her ears, and a warm current flowed into her heart.
Xia Nuan's lips curled up: "Thank you, Brother Lin, but it's not about the audition. Just now when I was auditioning, the male lead of the movie came."
Lin Dayong was surprised: "Hasn't the male lead of the movie been kept secret? How did he suddenly show up at the actor audition? Who is he?"
"Aidan Crowley."
Lin Dayong was stunned for a moment. He blinked and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Did I hear correctly? Aidan Crowley is actually the male lead of this drama. He's an Oscar-nominated Best Actor and is very popular even in China."
Xia Nuan frowned. She really didn't know this person before. It was only after searching that she found out that this actor was very famous.
Moreover, this person's natural hair color is brown, and the current blonde hair was probably bleached and dyed to fit the male lead of the movie.
Xia Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. Now that she had calmed down and thought carefully, she was already in a state of high tension during the audition, so she made a mistake. If it was at any other time, she would not have made a mistake.
"This movie is really a big deal. It is said that Aidan Crowley has always wanted to win an Oscar. He chose this movie. Could it be that he plans to win an Oscar with this drama?" Lin Dayong touched his chin, sighed thoughtfully, and then started the car.
"Maybe." Xia Nuan pursed her lips and nodded without saying anything else.
The results of the second round of auditions were not announced until a week later.
It had been two days since the last audition and everything was normal, nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
The sun was shining brightly. Xia Nuan leaned on the sofa, her eyes aimlessly looking out the window. She looked listless.
Looking at her like this, Lin Dayong thought she was worried about the results of the audition.
"Let's go out for a walk. There are still five days until the audition results are announced." Lin Dayong placed a cup of coffee on the coffee table in front of her. "Staying cooped up in the hotel all day won't help you get the results. Instead of that, why not go out for a walk? Not many people here know you anyway, so just treat it as a trip."
Xia Nuan didn't say anything, but picked up the coffee and took a sip. Her eyebrows frowned instantly. Hiss, it's so bitter.
Lin Dayong was about to say something, but just as the words were about to come out of his mouth, Xia Nuan suddenly put down his coffee and stood up.
"You're right, Brother Lin. Since we're here, it would be a shame not to go to Broadway."
After saying this, Xia Nuan picked up her bag and left.
Lin Dayong stood there, thinking for a moment, then nodded proudly. It seemed that he was good at speaking.
In the Broadway theater district, Xia Nuan looked up at the huge poster of "The Phantom of the Opera" and walked in without hesitation.
Xia Nuan bought a ticket and entered the theater.
During the intermission, she got up to go to the bathroom, but when she came out, she ran into an unexpected figure in the corridor.
"Sorry—" She raised her head and her voice stopped abruptly.
Xia Nuan's eyes were full of surprise: "Lao Bo, it's really you, coming here to watch a play too."
There was also a hint of surprise in her tone at meeting someone in a foreign country.
Bo Wenjue nodded and then shook his head: "Yes and no."
"You didn't even tell me when you came to the United States."
"Two weeks ago." Bo Wenjue's voice was as low as a cello.
Xia Nuan's heart was shocked. Two weeks ago, at this time, the media had just revealed that she had passed the Hollywood audition.
Bo Wenjue seemed to see through her thoughts, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an almost invisible arc: "Don't think too much, this performance was decided half a year ago."
Bo Wenjue paused and continued, "I come to Broadway to perform for a period of time every year, and this year happens to be at this time."
Xia Nuan raised her eyebrows: "Okay, okay, I'm too narcissistic. I apologize."
Bo Wenjue smiled and shrugged, saying jokingly, "That's not necessary. Maybe I came to the United States just because of you."
Bo Wenjue has been very good at controlling his attitude over the years, and Xia Nuan has never noticed that he has any ambiguous thoughts. The relationship between the two is pretty good.
Xia Nuan didn't believe him at all and waved at him: "I know, I know. The second half of the game I'm watching is about to start. Let's talk about it later when we have a chance."
Bo Wenjue stood there without moving. He looked at Xia Nuan, his eyes darkening.
When the musical ended and Xia Nuan walked out of the theater, she looked up inadvertently and found Bo Wenjue standing outside the door.
Their eyes met in the air.
"I thought you were gone."
"Want to have some coffee together?"
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Xia Nuan glanced at the time: "Okay."
Bo Wenjue laughed out loud and looked at Xia Nuan with his deep eyes, but when Xia Nuan looked up at him, he quickly looked away.
The cafe near the theater has a retro decor that takes people back to the golden age of the United States in the last century.
There was just the right amount of piano music playing in the cafe.
Xia Nuan sipped her latte, the foam leaving a white mark on her lips. She sighed inwardly and frowned slightly. This coffee was too sweet again.
Bo Wenjue caught a glimpse of her little movement and the corners of his lips curled up.
He drummed his knuckles on the tabletop in perfect time with the background music.
"Did the audition go well?"
Xia Nuan held her chin in her hand and said after a while, "I don't know either. Who knows if the second round will be the last round? Even if you pass the second round of auditions, there might be a third round."
Xia Nuan sighed, "I've had this feeling a lot these past few days. This movie is indeed a great opportunity, but I also have this inexplicable feeling that maybe not being selected is a good thing."
Bo Wenjue's gaze fell quietly on Xia Nuan. After she finished speaking, he said, "No matter what, only after you try it will you know whether you will regret it. Don't think too much about it now."
"Of course I know, but knowing is one thing, but whether I can do it or not is not certain."
Bo Wenjue raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"
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