Ziyi knew she was lame, but she didn't care. She just laughed along with Qin Yu, "Looks like I'm not in Agent Fang's eyes anymore."
"That's not the case. Xiaozi always wants to join the circle. I still have the confidence to cultivate a beautiful vase."
But something like a vase is destined to have a limited height. To put it bluntly, in the entire entertainment industry, there is a type of person who makes a living solely on their looks, another type who makes a living on both their looks and their skills, and another type who only relies on their skills and not their looks.
"Forget it, I'm not that interested in working in the entertainment industry," Ziyi decisively chose to give up. Acting skills are just good enough to entertain people in daily life.
Time passed quickly and someone came out and called out number 47.
Qin Yuhuan handed the phone to Ziyi and went over with the number plate.
"You're not allowed to bring your cell phone to this exam?" Ziyi was surprised. "So professional?"
Fang Jinyao:?
"I haven't heard of anyone not allowing mobile phones. There's no such reminder."
Ziyi pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "We test-takers have become accustomed to handing in our phones before entering the exam room, otherwise we'd feel guilty."
"It turns out that President Xiaozi also teases herself about being a test-taker." Qin Yuhuan left, and Fang Jinyao sat in Qin Yuhuan's seat.
"Why not? Qin Yuhuan and I both made our way out of this small town on our own."
Although her family is wealthy, they are not just ordinary wealthy. "I can only say that I have a higher tolerance for error than others. Even if I do poorly on the exam, I can still spend money to go abroad to gild my reputation. I can even travel freely within the country as long as I spend money."
You can donate a building, a laboratory, or anything else.
"Isn't it the same for Agent Fang?" Ziyi smiled. Fang Jinyao's family background was not as good as hers, but they both had privileges in terms of the tolerance for mistakes in life.
"As for me, not really. My mother is very strict with me." Fang Jinyao seemed to recall her youth and couldn't help but sigh. "Competition among the elite is also very fierce. She wants me to be number one in every aspect. If I don't, I don't feel like I'm worthy of her surname Fang."
Fang Jinyao grew up almost under high pressure, and her mentality has remained healthy to this day thanks to her strong self-regulation ability.
"So I occasionally watch Xiao Shen's contentless videos. They're very interesting. She seems like a very free person."
"Manager Fang didn't even bother to hide it from me. He's so blunt." Ziyi couldn't help but move the bench to keep a ten-centimeter distance from the pig who was coveting her cabbage.
Fang Jinyao pursed her lips and said, "I'm just saying hello in advance. I don't need Xiaozi to assist me. I just hope that Xiaozi won't use my childhood sweetheart relationship when the time comes. Please be kind and give me a hand. Whether it succeeds or not, I will accept it."
Ziyi then looked at Fang Jinyao. It was hard to say whether she was good-looking enough to enter the entertainment industry, but her appearance gave people a very serious and professional feeling. She was upright and generous.
"I can't promise you that. As of now, I can only confirm that Manager Fang is a dedicated professional who won't make things difficult for his own artists just because I don't agree to your request. But how about his private life..." Ziyi was on the sidelines. "And I've reminded Manager Fang that Shen Zhiming is very straightforward. The probability of her liking a woman is the same as winning the lottery jackpot."
If I wasn't straight, I wouldn't have paid so much for Cheng Xian in my previous life.
"Well, Xiaozi is always very dedicated in being a friend." Fang Jinyao smiled and shook her head, "Whether it's Xiao Shen or Xiao Qin, you always give your all sincerely."
Ziyi was unaware of Fang Jinyao's test this time, or perhaps Qin Yuhuan was a friend of hers of the same nature as Shen Zhiming.
Ziyi has never lacked friends. Shen Zhiming and Qin Yuhuan are not the only ones in her personal social circle, but these two people are the ones she cares about the most.
One has been worrying since childhood and is used to it, the other...
Speaking of sincerity, Ziyi is indeed sincere. She wants her friends to be well.
At the same time, in the examination room just across the door, Qin Yuhuan had already started her performance.
Her exam question was: Losing a Loved One.
Qin Yuhuan had never been in love, so she didn't know what it was like to truly lose a lover, so she applied the emotions she had when she lost her mother that year.
Like a puppet with its soul drained out, she continued to do housework in the scene she had imagined, doing everything she would do in daily life, without crying at the top of her lungs, and without even shedding tears.
Until one moment, she truly realized that this person would never appear in this home again, no one would call her name again, never again...
She squatted in the darkest corner, hugged her knees with her hands, and started crying silently and then cried loudly with her head down.
When Dong Lingshuang called for a stop, Qin Yuhuan looked up again. His eyes had swollen like walnuts, his double eyelids had become triple eyelids, and even his lower lip was bitten and bleeding.
"Can you talk about your understanding?" Dong Lingshuang flipped through Qin Yuhuan's information and paused at the major she studied in school.
"I think when a lover who has been with you for many years leaves, your initial emotion is that you can't react, or maybe it's self-deception." Qin Yuhuan wiped away her tears, but her voice still had a tearful and nasal tone when she spoke.
"I would deceive myself. When I was in the kitchen, my lover was in the living room, so her favorite show would be playing in the living room, and there would be the noise of the TV. When I was in the living room, my lover was in the bedroom, so her favorite night light would be on in the bedroom. But at some point, when I walked out, I found that only the TV was blaring in the living room, and the person who used to laugh at the TV was gone. The whole room lost her aura, and the emotions that I had suppressed would envelop me exponentially."
"But I could only hide in a safe corner where no one would know me and cry, for fear that my lover would come home and see that I hadn't taken good care of myself, and would feel sad because of her sadness."
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