Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

However, it was still a little awkward.

"Come with me!"

Li Lianqing led Yue Qingyou into one of the rooms inside.

At that moment, a girl was auditioning inside. She was wearing a pretty little cheongsam, and her jet-black hair was draped over her back. She was looking out the window with a sad expression.

"Alright, go back and wait for news!"

Sitting there, probably the director and screenwriter, they whispered to each other for a bit, and then left with this sentence.

The pretty girl, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes, still bowed politely to the two of them and left with her mother through another door.

"Magician, this is the girl I spotted on the street yesterday!"

Li Lianqing led Yue Qingyou inside.

"Hello, teachers!"

Yue Qingyou also politely nodded to the director and screenwriter.

The screenwriter looked at Yue Qingyou, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Actually, yesterday, Li Lianqing showed her Yue Qingyou's photo, and she felt that Yue Qingyou was the person she was looking for.

This movie is based on her novel.

Every character in the story is a product of her hard work. She must have hoped that the person she found would at least match the character she created.

When she saw Yue Qingyou, she knew she had found that person.

"Come over here, take a look at this script, and then perform it!"

The director patted a folder next to him, indicating that Yue Qingyou should follow the instructions on that folder.

Yue Qingyou walked over and started reading the script.

This story is about the female protagonist who, upon hearing the news of her grandfather's death, was initially stunned, then burst into tears, eventually wailing and stumbling as she tried to run away.

"That's it!"

Yue Qingyou put down the script, glanced at her grandmother, and saw her nanny smiling at her.

Yue Qingyou smiled sweetly.

"let's start!"

The director nodded.

Yue Qingyou closed her eyes, and then someone ran over.

"Hey classmate, there's a telegram for you!"

At that moment, a staff member came over and handed her a piece of paper.

Yue Qingyou took the paper, her fingers trembling slightly. She rubbed her eyes, looked at it again, and then let her hand fall limply to her side.

The paper slipped from her fingertips.

Her eyes were vacant as she stared ahead, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Slowly, she started crying, and as if afraid of being heard, she covered her mouth with her hand.

Her eyes were fixed on one side, filled with emptiness and numbness, as if she were reminiscing about something. Gradually, she could no longer bear it, and tears began to flow uncontrollably.

"well!"

The director stood up and clapped his hands.

"I think this is great, what about you!?"

The director asked the screenwriter next to him.

"I think so!"

The screenwriter nodded, having felt the photos matched perfectly before.

Watching her performance now, I realized it was not exaggerated at all, but truly breathtaking.

Unlike the previous girls who were all pretty but lacked any real charm, she was different.

At this moment, the screenwriter suddenly became very satisfied with Yue Qingyou and was already thinking about adding more scenes for her.