"No matter what, thank you very much for tonight. I won't disturb your rest. Good night." Luo Xiaoqian reluctantly entered the word "good night" and pressed the send button.
This time, Leng Zimo's reply was very quick, and the content was extremely simple, with only two words and no punctuation.
"Good night"
He only cares about Luo Jun himself, and texting with strange women is not something he likes to do.
Holding the phone that was already slightly warm in her hand, Luo Xiaoqian took a deep breath.
"Zimo, good night."
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The 16th floor of Emperor Vision.
Inside the audition office for the cast of "Occult 2".
On one side of the room, Leng Zimo was sitting in the middle, with assistant director Zhou Ping and several crew members sitting next to him.
Because of the impressive results of "The Devil", the company's board of directors decided to continue filming "The Devil 2" last year, and the entire filming work is already in progress.
Because there is a set of scenes in the movie that take place when the protagonist is a child, and a young actor is needed. Although there are only a few shots, it is a very critical set of shots for the entire movie, because the protagonist has shown his emotions since he was a child.
Character plays a great role in promoting the whole play.
Leng Zimo has always been a very demanding person, and this time is no exception. As the producer of "Devil 2", he naturally made the choice of such an important role personally.
Of course, this is already the final selection. More than a thousand little boys were selected from all over the country and have been screened at all levels. In the end, only ten characters stood in front of Leng Zimo.
At this moment, Leng Zimo's face didn't look good.
In front of him, he had already seen seven little boys. Although the little guys were all very delicate and beautiful, they were only four-year-old children after all. It was difficult for them to feel calm. After seeing seven, he also
Seven were rejected.
"Mr. Leng, there are three more, please take a look."
Seeing that Leng Zimo was not satisfied with the result, assistant director Zhou Ping was inevitably a little guilty.
Leng Zimo turned over the remaining three information sheets in his hand.
"Next."
Zhou Ping stood up hurriedly, "Next, next, Xia Ze."
The door opened, and a young mother led a cute little boy in a suit into the room and came to Leng Zimo and the others.
The little boy had an exquisite face and a pair of big black and white eyes that were very spiritual. Leng Zimo sat up slightly and asked, "What's your name?"
The young mother immediately took the initiative to speak, "This is my son, Xia Ze..."
"I'm asking him." Leng Zimo frowned slightly and interrupted her.
The young mother was stunned, and for a moment she knelt down and said, "Zeze, talk, Uncle Zimo is asking you something."
The little boy Xia Ze raised his little face and looked at Leng Zimo behind the table with his big eyes. Their eyes met. The little boy sniffed, flattened his mouth, and then burst into tears.
Listening to his cries, the interest that arose in Leng Zimo's heart disappeared instantly.
The young mother was busy hugging her son to comfort her, "I'm sorry, our Zeze is a little timid. As long as I hold him, he will be fine. Zeze, don't cry, mom is here..."
Leng Zimo's eyebrows frowned tightly.
This little boy has a good appearance and temperament, but he is so timid and has to be held by his mother. During the actual shooting, he has to hold up wires. He is so timid and there is no way to take the photo.
