Huayu: Starting with Rejecting 00s Actresses on a Dating Show

Why?

"Right now in Beijing, I'm the only one by your side. What will you do if I don't choose you?"

Liu Haochun and Meng Ziyi were both surprised by his answer.

Meng Ziyi's eyes lit up: "Although I don't understand what you're saying, you guys seem like idols."

Liu Haochun quickly suppressed the strange feeling and emotion in his heart, "No wonder Mi'er and Xiaoxiao are willing to be around you, you really know how to do things."

"Sincerity is the most touching thing." Tan Wen didn't emphasize that he had just spoken from the heart, "Were you a little moved?"

"snort!"

Meng Ziyi sized up the two of them, his eyes darting around before he flashed his upper teeth: "You two really have something going on."

This time, Liu Haochun took the initiative to change the subject: "Sister Meng, we're going to audition later, what are your plans?"

"I'll listen to Tan Wen."

Tan Wen: "Go to the hotel we booked. It's not far from here. I'll book the plane tickets after the audition."

Mencius Yi: "Leave the plane tickets to me; I should at least do my part."

Tan Wen: "Okay."

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the other side.

Yi Yangqianxi's manager hung up the phone, suppressing his anger.

"When did it become their turn to choose? Qianxi, we're not going to the retest. Let's see what they do then."

Yi Yangqianxi was silent for a moment, then said, "I want to go. I need to see who my competitor is, and I want to see his acting skills."

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Tan Wen and Liu Haochun returned to the audition location. About half an hour later, Yi Yangqianxi arrived. The group greeted each other, and Yi Yangqianxi glanced at Tan Wen.

Shortly after, Han Yan came alone and called the three of them together into the conference room.

"You already know the situation, so I won't repeat it. This is the script; you can read it while listening to my description."

Tan Wen and the others listened to Han Yan's description of the play.

This is a scene where Wei Yihang argues with Ma Xiaoyuan in the rain and confesses his feelings.

"You have five minutes to prepare. It's not raining, but you have to act out the feeling of being soaked in the rain."

Liu Haochun looked up at Tan Wen and saw that his eyes were already focused.

Tan Wen's top-notch performance, advanced dialogue skills, and props still have a long time to go before they expire; his expressive eyes can be activated at any time.

Using his camera language skills, he began to mentally plan the positioning and angles based on the space in the conference room.

He didn't choose to rehearse with Liu Haochun, as this scene wasn't meant to test her, and given Liu Haochun's talent, keeping up with his pace wouldn't be difficult.

Five minutes later, Han Yan looked away from his watch.

"Tan Wen, you go first."

Yi Yangqianxi sat on a chair in the corner, holding a script in his hand, his gaze fixed on Tan Wen.

Liu Haochun walked to the center of the conference room and stood still.

Tan Wen walked to the other side, turning his back to her.

Han Yan leaned back in his chair.

"start."

The meeting room fell silent.

Tan Wen stood there, his back to everyone.

His shoulders were flat, and his breathing was slow.

But Yi Yangqianxi noticed his fingers—hanging at his side, curling slightly.

Liu Haochun moved. She ran over quickly, but stopped just before she bumped into him, panting.

"Wei Yihang".

Tan Wen did not turn around.

Liu Haochun walked around to his front and blocked his way.

She looked at him, her chest still heaving.

Why are you running?

Tan Wen looked at her without saying a word.

Yi Yang Qianxi sat up slightly in the corner.

He saw Tan Wen's eyes—empty, yet seemingly filled with something. It wasn't that he didn't see her; he saw her, but dared not look.

This was an expression he hadn't considered, or rather, even if he had, he wouldn't have expressed it so aptly.

Liu Haochun stared at Tan Wen, his eyes slowly reddening.

"Speak up."

Tan Wen remained silent.

Liu Haochun raised his hand and pushed him.

"I'm asking you a question!"

Tan Wen took a step back, steadied himself, looked at her, his lips twitched as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't.

The smile was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

That wasn't a smile; it was a movement of the face on its own when one didn't know what to do.

"Go back," Tan Wen said softly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Liu Haochun was stunned for a moment.

"What?"

"Go back," Tan Wen said again. "It's cold outside."

Liu Haochun stared at him.

Her eyes reddened further, but no tears fell.

"Wei Yihang, do you think I'm a fool?"

Tan Wen remained silent.

Liu Haochun took a step forward, closing in on him, so close that she could see her reflection in his pupils.

"What's wrong with you these past few days? Do you think I can't tell? You're not answering your phone, not replying to your messages, and you keep saying everything's fine when I ask you anything. Now you're going out alone in the rain, and you expect me to come back?"

Tan Wen looked at her. He should have said something, but he didn't. He just looked at her.

Yi Yangqianxi tightened his grip on the script.

This silence has been too long, abnormally long, yet it doesn't make one anxious.

Because something was happening in Tan Wen's eyes—he was enduring, suppressing, and fighting with himself internally.

Liu Haochun rushed forward and grabbed his collar.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

She yelled it out, and tears streamed down her face.

Tan Wen looked down at her. "Ma Xiaoyuan," he called her name.

Liu Haochun didn't look up.

"Um."

Tan Wen opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back.

Han Yan leaned forward slightly.

Tan Wen finally spoke.

"I like you."

Those four words were difficult to say, as if they were being forced out of one's throat.

Liu Haochun looked at him, her expression slightly stunned. This wasn't acting; it was a genuine reaction.

Because she was somewhat dazed, she couldn't tell whether Tan Wen's "I like you" was an act or a genuine expression of emotion.

So realistic!

She quickly composed herself; her eyes were red-rimmed, but bright.

"But we can't be together," Tan Wen continued.

Liu Haochun appropriately revealed his confusion, anger, and grievances.

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The scene ended abruptly there, and Han Yan called for a stop.

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

Liu Haochun took a step back, her eyes red and tears still clinging to her eyelashes, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Yi Yangqianxi sat in the corner, motionless, still clutching the script in his hand.

Han Yan glanced at him. "Qianxi, would you like to try?"

Yi Yangqianxi stood up, put the script on the chair, and walked to the center of the conference room.

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After the audition, Yi Yangqianxi realized that he hadn't performed well because he was thinking about other things while acting, and he kept thinking about how Tan Wen was portrayed.

"Alright, you two can go out first. Liu Haochun and I will talk first," Han Yan said.

Outside the conference room.

Tan Wen and Yi Yang Qianxi leaned against the wall, somewhat quietly.

"I can't outact like you," Yi Yangqianxi said.

Tan Wen turned to look at him.

Yi Yangqianxi added, "I can't imitate the look in your eyes just now."

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Inside the meeting room.

Han Yan sat in a chair.

"Xiao Liu, do you consider yourself talented?"

Liu Haochun blushed slightly: "How can it not count?"

Han Yan smiled gently, "Tell me about your experience rehearsing the scene just now."

Liu Haochun did not hesitate and decided to express his true feelings.

"When I acted with Tan Wen, I felt that I really liked him. When I acted with Yi Yangqianxi, I was also able to portray my feelings for him very well."

Han Yan nodded. He had truly felt all of this just now, and he had already made up his mind.

"Alright, you can go out now and call Tan Wen in."

Tan Wen pushed open the door and entered.

There were only two people left in the conference room. Han Yan stood up, walked to the window, and turned his back to him.

"You acted very well." Han Yan turned around. "How well? — I can give you this role."

Tan Wen looked at him.

Han Yan paused for a moment.

"But I have one condition: in the dating reality show you're recording, I need you to hold hands with Liu Haochun at the end."