As soon as Qiao Yu finished saying this, he could clearly see some cracks on Fang Mengbai's face and faint blue veins on his forehead.
Anyone with eyes can see that the hyaluronic acid injections on her face were just taken not long ago, but this girl could still speak so sincerely, as if she was praising her from the bottom of her heart.
She was a senior after all, so there was no need for her to act like a big shot just because someone said "compliment" from behind. The smile on her face became even more fake.
"Haha, it's not that exaggerated. It's almost my turn now. Excuse me now."
There were quite a few people sitting in for auditions today. Even though it was just a role with a few scenes, the director, the assistant director, and the confirmed male lead, Ji Xianbai, all came to serve as judges.
It can be said that the screenwriter is very fond of the character Lan Susheng. Although she is not given much attention, she is very vivid.
So all the more famous people in the crew were there, and the audition area was not closed, and there were people watching nearby, so this really tested one's mental quality.
Fang Mengbai should be the strongest rival for Lan Susheng in the competition. He received the best evaluation from Lu Jinshu for his acting skills, but of course we have to ignore his comment that the hyaluronic acid marks on his face were too obvious.
Fang Mengbai's face turned dark at that moment. If Qiao Yu hadn't had a good psychological quality, he would have burst out laughing.
When it was Qiao Yu's turn, she was wearing a very elegant cheongsam, and even her makeup was very plain, with no lip makeup at all, just her natural pink color.
She is very beautiful, but she looks like a lady from a wealthy family, not Lan Susheng, the top star at Paramount.
"Hello, judges. I'm Lin Yu, number 23, auditioning for Lan Susheng's fourth scene."
Seeing her outfit, Zhu Xingwen lost interest and even felt a little regretful.
If Qiao Yu had auditioned for the role of the Marshal's sister Wu Jingxin instead of Lan Susheng, even if her acting skills were a little worse, she might have passed with her image.
So his tone became perfunctory:
"Let's get started."
Ji Xianbai saw that Qiao Yu was also worried about her. From what he knew, Xiao Yu was really not suitable for the singer Lan Susheng. Although he had a good relationship with Qiao Yu, work was work.
On the other hand, Lu Jinshu kept staring at the woman in front of him. I wonder how much he was looking forward to Qiao Yu's performance, provided she could ignore his almost freezing gaze.
When Qiao Yu received his gaze, she was calm and composed, as if they had not just gotten out of the same bed a few days ago.
The scene that Qiao Yu tried was the one where Lan Susheng went to the young marshal to express her love. After being rejected, she was heartbroken and was about to return to the Paramount, where she ran into the person the young marshal liked.
The love that was about to overflow from the young marshal's eyes hurt Lan Susheng. She had known the young marshal for decades, and from the time before his family fell into poverty until now, the singer had never seen a young marshal like this.
"Young Marshal, I have always been attracted to you. I know that my current status is not worthy of you, even if you take me as your concubine..."
The young marshal's refusal in the script was very decisive, even ruthless.
In just a second, Qiao Yu's eyes changed from anticipation to despair, but even so, she still smiled without a trace of loss of composure.
Just as those rich young men said, Lan Susheng from Paramount is more dignified and elegant than a real rich girl. How ridiculous that she is a rich girl herself.
But the flowers that fall into the mud are cheaper than grass.
"Young Marshal, you're not serious, are you? You're still so gullible. This is really boring. I have work to do, so I'll leave first."
Even with such plain attire, this smile instantly made everything around him lose its color, allowing everyone present to see Lan Susheng, the top star at the Paramount.
Just as she was about to leave, she heard someone announce that the young lady had arrived. The joy in the young marshal's eyes fell into Lan Susheng's sight without a trace.
Qiao Yu straightened her spine and walked with such grace, but after taking a few steps, she turned around and returned to her room in the Paramount, then collapsed on the ground as if she had lost all her strength.
She took out the lip balm from her accessories handbag, staggered to her feet, and sang her favorite songs while putting on makeup in front of the dressing mirror.
She had always believed that the young marshal had at least a place for her in his heart. Otherwise, why would he always ask her to accompany him every time he came to the Paramount, and why would he stand up for her when the dandy people made frivolous remarks about her?
"It's like singing a song about missing you
You once gave me happiness
The happiness and sadness I have experienced
How could I forget it alone?
How could I, alone, forget..."
The beautiful song like a lark came to an abrupt halt. She almost choked with sobs and couldn't sing out the song. Facing the mirror, Lan Susheng wiped away the tears that rolled down her eyes, as if she would not be sad, and it was not her who was crying.
She said she was not sad, but she could not ignore the whirlpool of despair in her eyes. Suddenly, Lan Susheng seemed to see every tightly fastened button on the cheongsam, smiled self-deprecatingly, and pulled it down in frustration.
The buttons were scattered all over the floor, without the protection of her delicate collarbone and the part that was about to come out, which made Qiao Yu look quite worldly. But this outfit was truly Lan Susheng's.
But Lu Jinshu, who was originally watching Qiao Yu's performance with an expressionless face, suddenly darkened.
I have to say that Qiao Yu's performance was quite remarkable for a newcomer. Although I was evaluating a newcomer, the singing was still amazing.
Even Zhu Xingwen, who had no hope just now, had to say that she was a good seedling. Ji Xianbai had never seen Qiao Yu's charming side before, and it took him a long time to wake up from the shock.
After the performance, Qiao Yu stood there waiting for comments for a long time without receiving any response. Zhu Xingwen didn't understand what Lu Jinshu was trying to do, so he had to speak first:
"Lin Yu, right? Your performance still surprised me. Have you studied music?"
"No, I studied financial management before."
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