Yan Chao held the tissue and thought silently in his heart.
In just a short while, there were several agreeable replies below the confession.
Although Mu Chao's account is a trumpet, he can't stand him checking in every day to confess his love, so he is quite conspicuous among Chu Ci's relatively small number of fans.
After all, although Chu Ci's fans are active, there are not many of them.
Yan Chao pinched his mobile phone and typed Porcelain Porcelain Porcelain by the way, so he ignored the others and clicked on the message sent by Ou Xuan just now.
Ou Xuan: Have you recovered from your cold? Chu Ci's agent handed in her recent itinerary, and for the sake of you and my old friend, I will send a copy to you, an unrequited love guy.
There is also a smirk on the back, and it looks like this guy is here to laugh and watch the fun.
Yan Chao didn't bother to care about what he said, just moved his fingertips slightly, clicked on the picture he sent, frowned slightly, then turned his head and sneezed again, this was typing.
Yan Chao: Is she going to audition
Ou Xuan: ...After playing for a long time, you really only have your little girl in your eyes. If I hadn't posted her itinerary, would you have to wait a few days before talking to me again
Yan Chao: Yes.
Well, you big-headed ghost, well.
Ou Xuan gritted his teeth and was about to raise his hand to type, when he saw the person across from him send another sentence.
Yan Chao: If there are any undetermined female characters in "A Thousand Miles", please send her an audition invitation.
Ou Xuan: ... Are you a fool
To harm yourself specifically? Chu Ci has never even acted in a drama, so he sent an audition invitation directly? What if the acting skills are not up to standard, and the auditors end up passing it for your sake? Is there such a thing as a disaster for the movie you are about to act in
Ou Xuan: It's over, it's over, our word-of-mouth reputation as a great actor has been ruined for many years.
Yan Chao: Let her audition by herself, don't mention me, if she is selected, even if her acting skills are not good, I can still bring her into the play, and secondly, I don't care about those things.
This is a kind of arrogance to his own strength, an arrogance that belongs exclusively to Yan Chao, and it is true that he produces a work every year, just to feel a different life, so that his gradually numb heart can get a little relaxation .
The others are just names.
But now he has found a more comfortable existence than this way, and this guy is used to being lawless. When he finds out that the little girl is going to try another director's play, he has to find a sense of presence for himself willfully.
Ou Xuan: All right, all right, I see, what else do you want
After a while, Yan sent an emoji over there.
In the picture is the familiar little girl, doing a waving dance move.
Below it read: Well, you can go now.
Ou Xuan: ...
Your uncle's, where did you fiddle with the emoticons.
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On the other side, at the backstage of the "Dancing" program, Hao Ya was staring at the make-up artist applying makeup to the little girl.
Chu Ci has always followed a fast-paced modern hip-hop style, with her hair scattered behind her head, a black peaked cap on her head, and a loose black dress, which made the little girl's fair skin more conspicuous.
She didn't put on too much makeup, but the color on her lips was slightly redder, retaining the girl's original childishness and a hint of rebellion.
"Okay, it's almost there, it should be your time soon, let's get ready." Hao Ya looked at the little girl's appearance and nodded with satisfaction.