Mucheng lowered her eyes and waited for a while before hearing footsteps.
No. 17 opened the door and walked out, glanced at her, raised his chin slightly, and looked at her with contempt in his eyes.
There were staff behind her.
The man said with a flattering tone: "Miss Cao, why not wait a little longer and it will be over soon."
What does it mean? The two of them understand each other.
Mucheng couldn't help but cast her gaze over.
The man noticed it and turned his head to look at her. His face looked as if he was performing a Sichuan opera, and his face fell instantly.
With a face full of arrogance, he looked at Mucheng and said, "No. 18? Come in with me."
No. 17 laughed, stepped on his shoes proudly, and went to the next room to wait.
The question that Mucheng got in the interview was a very classical dance. She had practiced it when she was interested in it in high school, but she hadn't danced it for a long time.
But the foundation was there, and Mucheng consciously performed normally.
The staff member sitting next to her glanced at her and said coolly: "Okay, you can go."
Mucheng's expression was a little cold, she would be lying if she said she wasn't disappointed.
Once upon a time, she and her classmates discussed the Haishi Art Troupe, and both of them were yearning for it.
But now, the commercial atmosphere is too strong, and it is no longer the original sea art group.
Mucheng turned around and was about to leave, but Wen Ying, who was sitting in the secondary seat, suddenly stopped her.
"I remember that you were the lead dancer on the Hainan University anniversary day."
Mucheng turned around and said, "Yes, Teacher Wen."
"Why did you choose to join an art troupe? With your conditions, it shouldn't be too difficult to enter the entertainment industry."
"Entering the entertainment industry has never been in my life plan."
Wen Ying nodded, with an inquiring look on her face.
As if she was curious about Mucheng, "Then what is your life plan?"
The interviewer on the side saw the two people going back and forth, and urged anxiously, "Teacher Wen, it's getting late, we'd better decide on the points as soon as possible."
Wen Ying still looked at Mucheng and ignored his words.
"I want to be a very good dancer."
When Mucheng said this, her eyes were burning, shining with seriousness and determination.
It was even more breathtaking than when I danced just now.
With admiration in her eyes, Wen Ying paused for a few seconds and said, "I remember you. You went to Hainan University to take the art exam. It's a pity that I didn't see you later in the classical dance department."
Mucheng lowered her eyes, "For some reasons, I didn't go."
The interviewer couldn't help but urge me again.
Wen Ying nodded and didn't go into details. She just said, "You go back first and I'll call you in two days."
The meaning of these words is almost settled.
Next to me, the interviewer looked a little sad.
When Mucheng closed the door, she could still hear him and Wen Ying talking.
There was no one in the corridor, Xiao Shiqin was not there.
She subconsciously wanted to call him, but when she moved her hands, she realized that she had put the phone in the pocket of her down jacket, and she had thrown the down jacket to Xiao Shiqin.
Mucheng was wearing very little underneath, so she felt a little cold now.
She rubbed her arms and walked out. When she turned the corner, she happened to meet Su Mian coming out of the bathroom.
"Have you chosen?" Mucheng asked.
Su Mian shook her head and sighed.
The two of them walked out together.
Su Mian met with the casting director, while Mucheng walked towards Xiao Shiqin.
He was standing next to a tall bush, with her down jacket hanging in his arms and carrying a cosmetic bag, looking a little funny.
I was answering the phone, my eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and my face looked very ugly.
"If you want to take on a project, you can ask him to come to me directly!"
Xiao Shiqin's tone was harsh and cold, which clearly showed his anger.
What was said on the other end of the phone? He laughed and said with a sneer in his eyes, "Don't worry, I'll be here."
While he was speaking, he turned around and saw Mucheng walking towards him.
I said "That's it" to the person on the other end, and then hung up the phone neatly.
Xiao Shiqin put the phone back into his trouser pocket, and when he shook off his down jacket, his face had returned to normal. He put it on for her and asked, "How was the interview?"
Mucheng closed her clothes and said in a low tone, "It's not bad."
Xiao Shiqin put the zipper under her neck for her, hugged her and brought her into his arms. The down jacket felt a little worse, and the man frowned regretfully.
Asked again: "When will the results be available?"
"Three days later, the list will be announced on the official website."
Xiao Shiqin narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
The two of them walked hand in hand to the parking place.
At this time, rapid footsteps came from behind.
Someone caught up with me, it was the casting director who came with Su Mian.
The man stared at Mucheng with burning eyes, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his eyes, "Miss, I wonder if you are interested in filming?"
Xiao Shiqin took a step forward and stood in front of Mucheng, with a cold expression on his face, "We are not interested."
The casting director has also seen the world. The man's eyes are menacing and his attitude is high, which shows that he is not an ordinary person.
None of the Xiao companies are involved in the media industry. Therefore, although the Xiao company is the leading company in Shanghai, not everyone knows the prince Xiao Shiqin.
The director is a little regretful, they really don't need to enter the entertainment industry to swim in the muddy waters.
But then I thought about it, there are quite a few young men and young ladies who bring money into the industry now. There are countless domestic canaries who want to realize their dream of becoming a star.
This woman is in such good condition.
Maybe.
The director faced Xiao Shiqin's sharp look, took out his business card and handed it over, "If you change your mind, Miss, you can contact me at any time."
Mucheng reached out and took it, twitching her lips and saying, "Thank you."
Xiao Shiqin glanced at the man, took her hand and got into the car.
Mucheng put on her seat belt and stuffed her business card into the card slot of her cosmetic bag.
While starting the car, Xiao Shiqin glanced at her and asked casually: "Want to enter the entertainment industry?"
"not interested."
This is true.
No matter before or now, Mucheng has never considered entering the entertainment industry.
"So what are you interested in?"
In one day, two people asked her such questions in succession, Wen Ying could do nothing, why did Xiao Shiqin suddenly become interested in her life plan?
However, Mucheng didn't think deeply about it and just treated it as a casual question.
"Dance, stand on the stage, and become a classical dance artist."
Xiao Shiqin didn't seem surprised at all. After a moment of pause, he asked, "If you like dancing so much, why do you want a piano tattoo?"
Mucheng didn't expect that he would mention this suddenly, and her face showed visible unnaturalness.
Xiao Shiqin's probing gaze came over her at this moment. She had no time to collect her emotions, and all the strangeness was exposed to his eyes.
It's now past the rush hour and there's not much traffic.
Xiao Shiqin controlled the steering wheel and freed up one hand to touch her face. The pads of his fingers were dry and rough, and when he rubbed them, they felt a slight tingling sensation.
Mucheng pursed her lips.
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