After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"Isn't that so?" Director Chen was a little confused. He took a sip of his drink before speaking, "When I invited her to come over and coach the fighting scenes, she only made one request: to give me an audition!"

"Her original question was, could you give her brother a chance? Then she mentioned you, which is why I contacted you about the audition."

"Aren't you siblings?"

There was a boom.

Fang Ping felt as if sparks were exploding in his brain.

No wonder, no wonder a big production like Director Chen would suddenly find him. He is an 18th-tier actor who has not yet become famous and does not even have the stepping stone to such a big production.

Because generally speaking, such large-scale productions will first consider the first- and second-tier ones, and if that doesn’t work, the cooperating entertainment companies will handle it internally.

Even if they recruit actors from outside, they will only arrange some minor supporting roles.

There is no way that he could be such an important and outstanding role as the second male lead.

But he didn't expect that Director Chen would call him personally and invite him to audition. Even if it was just an audition opportunity, it was enough to make him excited.

It turned out that it was Zhong Ning who fought for it for him.

Fang Ping stared blankly in the direction of Zhong Ning, his eyes gradually turning red.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and covered his face with his hands.

Tears flowed from between her fingers, and there was a slight whimper in her voice, as if she was suppressing extreme pain.

He thought that in ancient times, it was Zhong Ning who single-handedly supported him into the court and protected him under his wings.

He saved his own life many times in life-and-death crises.

Even if threatened by kidnappers, the first thing he would do is to save himself.

But what is he doing?

It was clearly he who said first that he wanted to be the younger brother, and she took it seriously, but he changed his mind and later put all the blame on her.

With a loud slap, Fang Ping slapped himself in the face.

It was obviously his own fantasy. Such a sincere and passionate woman had always protected him and treated him as a relative.

But he kept making things difficult for her.

Fang Ping raised his tearful eyes, trying to find the figure he had been searching for, but he discovered that Zhong Ning, who had been sitting with a group of people, had disappeared.

Only Zhang Wanting was left.

Fang Ping wiped his tears, walked over anxiously, took Zhang Wanting's hand and walked aside.

Zhang Wanting's face, which was a little drunk, was suddenly confused. She was pulled to the side by Fang Ping, still a little at a loss.

Director Chen quickly chased after him: "Xiao Fang, this is an investor, don't do anything stupid! She is not someone you can afford to offend."

"Director, I just wanted to ask her a few questions!" Fang Ping explained.

Zhang Wanting also waved her hand and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, we all know each other!"

After hearing this, Director Chen left with peace of mind!

Fang Ping looked at Zhang Wanting and asked in a low voice, "Where's Aning? Where did Aning go?"

When Zhang Wanting heard the word Aning, she was startled and looked around. Yes, where is Aning?

Oh, yes, she seemed to have gone to the bathroom.

"She went to the restroom..." Zhang Wanting replied. Fang Ping immediately became anxious. Zhong Ning had just drunk quite a bit of alcohol. If she went out alone, what if she got into danger...

Although this is a high-end club with excellent privacy, it is inevitable that there will be some people with ulterior motives. If something unexpected happens to Aning...

Fang Ping glared at Zhang Wanting: "Why don't you go with her?"

"No, you're sick! Who dares to mess with her? Who can mess with her? Can you please wake up a little?" Zhang Wanting muttered, looking at Fang Ping with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Then the phone rang.

Fang Ping left Zhang Wanting behind and walked straight out, rushing all the way to the bathroom door. He waited for a long time, but no one showed up.

Zhang Wanting chased after him with her phone in hand, explaining somewhat embarrassedly, "Well, Gu Xiu just called. He happened to be meeting a client here, and he brought Aning back with him."

Fang Ping suddenly raised his head, a dangerous look in his eyes.

He didn't know about other people, but he knew that Zhong Ning got drunk easily. He was not paying attention just now and let her disappear from his sight.

Now, she was taken directly back to her home by the man who looked like Gu Mingzhe.

They are all men, and they have strange thoughts about Zhong Ning.

How could he not know what was going to happen next?

Fang Ping's eyes suddenly flushed red. He anxiously pressed down on Zhang Wanting's shoulders with both hands and shouted angrily, "Where does he live? I'm going to find him... I want to bring Aning out..."

"Gu Xiu will take good care of her, you don't have to worry. Besides, this is a natural fate between them, whether in Dayong or in modern times, why do you have to interfere in it?"

Zhang Wanting knew what Fang Ping was thinking.

But she also knew that Zhong Ning had no other thoughts about Fang Ping, so pure that he really only treated him as a younger brother.

"I'm getting involved?" Fang Ping's hair suddenly blew up. He shook Zhang Wanting's shoulders and shouted, "Do you know that Aning is already drunk? Gu Xiu is a man. What if he bullies Aning?"

"Then how do you know that Aning doesn't want to?" Zhang Wanting slapped Fang Ping's wrist and looked at him with a gloomy look.

Just these words made Fang Ping wake up instantly.

Yes, Zhong Ning is such a master, who can bully her?

But if she is willing...

Fang Ping leaned weakly against the wall, then held his face in his hands and slowly squatted down, sobbing intermittently.

Zhang Wanting suddenly felt a little pitiful.

She squatted down, patted Fang Ping's shoulder and said soothingly, "It's time to wake up. You were the one who chose to be a younger brother from the beginning. It's too late to regret it now!"

Fang Ping:........

.......

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

Zhong Ning staggered out of the private room, wanting to take care of a personal problem. Unexpectedly, as soon as she came out, she saw a fat and big-eared man at the door, leaning against the wall, staring at her with shining eyes.

Although Zhong Ning was a little drunk at this time, he was still sober. He walked around the man and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, the man stopped in front of her, sizing her up with malicious eyes, and said, "Little sister, you're an actress too, right? Listen to me. Instead of accompanying the director, why not accompany me? I can make you a popular actress..."

As the man spoke, a fat hand was about to touch him. Zhong Ning instantly grasped his wrist and gently twisted it. Suddenly, a scream like a pig being slaughtered resounded throughout the corridor...

Zhong Ning raised his finger, shook his head, and said ignorantly: "I don't know you, you are so noisy..."

The man covered his wrist and glared at Zhong Ning angrily: "Stinky girl, do you know who I am?"

As he spoke, the man was about to pounce on her. Zhong Ning didn't even move, and kicked him away. She looked at the parabola that suddenly flew away, and couldn't help but tilt her head in confusion: "Hey... why are you flying..."