Lin Qiong: ...
Wang Cheng: ...
Wang Cheng stood next to Lin Qiong and patted his chest, saying, "Luckily, we didn't pay for the photo retouching fee back then, otherwise we would have modified and beautified it for you."
Lin Qiong looked at him with a cryptic expression. "Why didn't you hand it in?"
Wang Cheng: "I have no money."
"..."
The producer, holding Lin Qiong's file, said, "Have a seat."
Lin Qiong sat down in the chair in the middle of the room.
The producer adjusted his glasses. "You're the first one to come in and sit down among so many people. Do you know why?"
Lin Qiong remained calm and composed, saying, "Because they were all standing."
"..."
Wang Cheng stood by the door, covering his face, but then he thought it made sense.
The assistant director chimed in, "Everyone else is just a product of advertising."
Lin Qiong: "Is the image for reference only?"
“That’s right.” The producer then cleared his throat. “And the actual product matches the photo.”
Lin Qiong: "It's an honor."
In his past life, he was down on his luck and struggled to make a living, finding it extremely difficult to get a job.
However, he never imagined that the reason he got the job was because he looked like him.
Producer: "Other people usually embellish their photos or videos when they submit them, why didn't you?"
Lin Qiong: "I don't want to follow the crowd."
The producer nodded approvingly, casting an appreciative glance at the young man sitting in the middle of the room. "Anything else?"
Lin Qiong: "I have no money."
"..."
The producer and the assistant director whispered a few words to each other, and Wang Cheng also came over to give instructions, "You need to perform better in a bit, especially when you speak."
Lin Qiong smiled confidently, "I performed as expected."
Wang Cheng: ...What I'm afraid of is you performing normally.
"Speak as little as possible and do more to show your abilities."
Lin Qiong didn't know the other party's intentions, but she silently agreed in her heart.
Wang Cheng gave a long list of instructions, "Did you even listen to me? Say something!"
Lin Qiong remembered the instructions from earlier, then raised her small hand and gave a slight OK.
Wang Cheng: ...
The producer pushed up his glasses with his middle finger. "According to your information, you have acting experience before. Besides acting, what other special skills do you have?"
"Or what musical instrument do you play?"
Lin Qiong glanced at Wang Cheng, who was not far away; he didn't seem to have any special skills.
Just as Lin Qiong was trying to be an honest child, she saw Wang Cheng standing at the door frantically mouthing words to her.
Lin Qiong sighed, then forced herself to say, "That was a good way to back down."
"..."
The producer stroked his chin. "We're very satisfied with your appearance. Could you perform a short piece on the spot?"
"Anything is fine, and we can give you time to prepare."
The film casts newcomers for supporting roles, avoiding celebrities who have undergone plastic surgery or have too much exposure, and their acting skills must also be passable.
Wang Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard the request; Lin Qiong was no actress at all.
Lin Qiong: "I can start anytime."
Wang Cheng: !!!
The assistant director was somewhat surprised.
Wow, not bad!
"Please begin your performance."
Then the young man rested his elbows on his legs, his long, slender fingers interlaced and supporting his chin.
One second, two seconds...
Ten seconds passed and the young man remained motionless.
Producer: "What are you performing?"
Lin Qiong: "The Thinker".
"..."
After Lin Qiong finished her performance, Wang Cheng completely gave up and numbly rummaged through his car keys in his pocket.
Just when Wang Cheng thought the other party was going to kick them both out, the assistant director said, "Great, you're hired. Come back in five days for a makeup test."
Wang Cheng: ?
He then told his assistant, "Tell everyone outside to disperse. We'll cast him."
Wang Cheng stared at the assistant director in disbelief for a moment, then looked at Lin Qiong, who stood there confidently.
As Lin Qiong and Wang Cheng left, the producer remarked, "His eye acting is quite good."
The assistant director nodded in agreement, "That's something."
The two walked out and headed straight for the old minivan in the parking lot. Wang Cheng sat in the car, lost in thought.
"Lin Qiong, you're incredibly lucky to have been selected." Wang Cheng felt no sense of reality at all.
The other party remained remarkably calm, replying, "Really."
Wang Cheng looked at the person excitedly and asked, "What did you do to move them?"
Lin Qiong smiled and said, "Excellent acting skills."
Wang Cheng: "Don't say anything unrealistic."
"..." Lin Qiong: "Then what do you think it is?"
After hearing this, Wang Cheng thought about it very seriously, "Flirting and shamelessness."
Lin Qiong: "Is this an advantage?"
Wang Cheng: "It's undeniable that this applies to you."
Since Lin Qiong was chosen for the role, Wang Cheng planned to treat him to a meal out of his own pocket.
The two first drove back to a neighboring city, and then went straight to a small bar.
Wang Cheng slammed the menu on the table with a flourish, "It's my treat today, order whatever you want."
Lin Qiong ordered enough food for two people, and then Wang Cheng raised his hand to call the waiter, "Please bring five bottles of beer."
After he called out, he saw the other person looking at him with a strange gaze.
Wang Cheng asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Lin Qiong: "Don't drink and drive."
Wang Cheng then remembered that there was a minivan parked outside, and said, "That's true."
Lin Qiong asked, "Don't you want any wine?"
Wang Cheng said, "Of course!"
Lin Qiong raised an eyebrow, "You want to drink?"
Wang Cheng: You drink it.
"..."
It was past nine o'clock at night when the two came out of the tavern. Wang Cheng struggled to help Lin Qiong.
"Lin Qiong! Lin Qiong, how are you? Do you feel nauseous?"
Lin Qiong shook her head, her face flushed.
Wang Cheng helped the man into the car, saying, "You've had too much to drink."
"No, my mind is perfectly clear right now."
"People who are drunk usually won't admit that they are drunk."
"..."
Lin Qiong looked at the other person with a puzzled expression. Although he had drunk quite a lot, only his body was drunk; he was still somewhat conscious.
Wang Cheng drove the person to the villa area.
He got out of the car to help the person, but Lin Qiong refused, saying, "It's getting late, you should go back too."
Wang Cheng looked at the person's condition and was a little worried. "Can you go in by yourself?"
Lin Qiong: "Of course!"
Wang Cheng insisted on going forward, but was refused again, "Don't bother seeing me off, my wife is shy and can't be seen in public."
Wang Cheng: ...This old pervert is so shy at his age.
Also afraid of causing trouble for the other party and causing the old pervert to misunderstand, Wang Cheng then watched Lin Qiong stumble into the villa area.
Lin Qiong knew it wasn't safe for her to walk alone at night, so she took out her phone and called Fu Xingyun.
The phone rang a few times before being answered.
Lin Qiong spoke slowly, "Xingyun, I'm back. Come out and greet me."
The man sensed the unnaturalness in the other person's tone and hung up the phone without saying anything.
Lin Qiong stared at the phone that had been hung up.
As expected, not a single man can be trusted.
Then he stumbled home.
They had only gone halfway when they saw a figure ahead. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Fu Xingyun.
Lin Qiong's mouth instantly formed an "O" shape, then she waved happily to the people, "Xingyun!"
As soon as Fu Xingyun pushed the wheelchair closer, he smelled the alcohol on the other person. "You've been drinking."
Lin Qiong nodded her fluffy head.
Fu Xingyun: "How much did you drink?"
Lin Qiong smiled and said, "Not much, I'm not drunk."
The man glanced at the other person's condition and said, "Walk in a straight line."
Just as Lin Qiong was about to take a step, she said to the person, "Help me get down this road."
Fu Xingyun: ...
It was almost half an hour later when the two returned home. Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong, who was sprawled on the sofa.
Fu Xingyun: "Why are you drinking?"
Lin Qiong took a moment to process it, "Didn't I go for a job interview today?"
Fu Xingyun: "Trying to get drunk after failing to win?"
Lin Qiong smiled foolishly, "Let's celebrate if I get elected."
Fu Xingyun observed the other person. When someone is drunk, they are relatively unguarded, which is also when they have the most openings and are the easiest to take advantage of.
Fu Xingyun looked at the other person's flushed cheeks, "Lin Qiong."
Lin Qiong squinted like a leisurely cat, "Hmm?"
Fu Xingyun said, "It doesn't matter whether you get selected or not, your family is rich."
Lin Qiong: ?
Although he was drunk, he wasn't stupid.
The other person's style is different from usual; there's definitely something wrong.
Lin Qiong: "I want to share the burden at home."
Fu Xingyun stared intently at the other person, not missing a single emotion on their face.
To get straight to the point, "Why did you marry me in the first place?"
Lin Qiong: "You really want to know?"
The man gave a brief reply.
Lin Qiong spoke slowly and deliberately, "Because I like it..."
Before the word "money" could even be uttered, Fu Xingyun asked, "Really?"
Lin Qiong looked serious. "Of course it's true, otherwise why would I have married you in the first place?"
After listening, Fu Xingyun fell silent for a moment, looking at the drunken man sitting on the sofa. For a moment, he didn't know if the other party was telling the truth or was just being overly cautious.
Fu Xingyun tapped his fingers absently. "If you encounter any difficulties in your career, you can tell me, and I will help you."
Lin Qiong: "Everything is going smoothly now, without any difficulties."
Fu Xingyun was silent for a moment before saying, "Really? But you can tell me what you need, and I will try my best to meet your needs."
Lin Qiong smiled so hard her eyes crinkled: "Xingyun, you're so kind."
Anyone can make empty promises.
"I'll still be your wife in my next life."
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