Su An noticed that someone was approaching him, irritated fiercely raised his head and shouted, "Don't bother me!"

Then he froze, "Archer? Why are you here ?!"

Qin Che lifted his lips lightly and looked around the humble office without answering the question, "Why? It seems that the progress is not smooth?"

"Um ..." Su An sighed in frustration, and then said, "The Soul Lock is a meticulously crafted work by me and Lao Li. Female Erminrou is the essence of the whole film, but now ... You have also seen this situation now ... "

Qin Che patted him on the shoulder with understanding, and his voice as always did not fluctuate. "You will always find it. But you are the backbone of the whole crew. If you even give up, how can this drama continue?"

Finally, do n’t forget to joke: “Get up, I ’m counting on you to help me double the investment back!”

Su An listened, his big palm wiped his face severely, his eyes calmed down a lot, "I am stunned, Wang Yuan, to inform the next one."

Qin Che laughed softly, and he knew that as long as a few words, Su An would listen.

Sure enough, the few girls who came in the back, even if the performance was worse, Su An could calmly face it.

"Next! No. 96!"

Near noon, she waited more than four hours, and finally it was her turn.

Su Kui stood up, closed the script, and walked gracefully into the audition office.

At first glance, the office was set up temporarily. The huge room had nothing but a table and chairs.

When looking at the person behind the desk, Su Kui's black and white eyes flickered with surprise, and quickly disappeared.

After adjusting her mindset, Su Kui's pink lips were light, and she walked freely to the open space in front of her desk, standing still.

The sound was clear and murmured like spring water, "Good guidance for Su, good for Qin, I am Jiangyuan No. 96."

After seeing that, Su An was already aesthetically fatigued, even though Su Kui's appearance did make him amazing, but to be honest, he didn't expect much from her acting.

Since Su Kui walked in, Qin Che's eyes had been firmly locked on her body.

"Start your show."

Su Kui nodded, closed his eyes, opened his eyes, and fluttered his eyelashes with a nice curve.

Then, her temperament changed.

The woman's eyes are like autumn water, her eyes are sentimental, and Ruoxue's skin is pale and transparent, showing a little morbidity.

She lowered her head slowly, leaning halfway down, as if someone in the air was really lingering with her. The pale fingertips scratched the man's messy hair, and she gasped in his ears like blue, "Mo Feng, do you want me?"

The tone is really light, as if a gust of wind is blowing, it can be blown away.

Her tail was dragged long, as if to seduce or not, as if she was this pair, but her face was as elegant as ever.

"Does it hurt? Why do you have to endure? Are you keeping her body?"

When she asked this, her tone seemed sharp, and her fingertips fell into the man's flesh, her eyes were red, and there was a trace of despair in her eyes.

"She's so good? Good enough to let you do your best, and don't want to lose her?"

The tone was sad, and there was a sobbing implied, but she was held back by her death. Her pride and honor did not allow her to cry in front of men who did not love her.

Like she got a reply, she finally spit out a low despair, "Oh, I can't match her, after all ..."

She stood up to gather her robe, her hands folded on her abdomen, and she turned away, her figure was weak and her back was straight.

There seemed to be a whistling wind passing by my ears, and a drop of water from some place was blown away by the wind ...