world travel

Zhou Xinyuan came to audition.

He was wearing a gray sportswear, white sneakers, and black hair slightly covering his eyes.

Today is director Liang Jiayu's audition for a new play.I was not selected among the stars, so I went to the film academy to pick the "clean" ones, which made the battle very big.

Zhou Xinyuan knew the news about a week ago, but he didn't make up his mind to come until yesterday.

He followed the crowd and took the sign outside the auditorium.He was late and happened to be the last one he wanted.

Zhou Xinyuan didn't talk to anyone, and kept staring at her shoes while waiting.The white sneakers were brushed, exuding a lemon aroma.

When it was his turn, Zhou Xinyuan quietly stood up from the chair.

"Zhou Xinyuan, it's your turn." An assistant shouted.

"En." Zhou Xinyuan squeezed out a little sound from his throat, and then walked into the auditorium.

The door closed with a slight sound.

The lights in the auditorium were not turned on, only the stage in front was on.

Zhou Xinyuan walked over step by step, and when he turned his head to the side, he saw the man sitting in the first row, with his fingers crossed, looking down at the documents.

"Let's start." He heard Zhou Xinyuan's footsteps, omitted the part of self-introduction, and asked Zhou Xinyuan to start directly.

Zhou Xinyuan walked under the light, but couldn't see anything, and didn't speak for a long time.

Liang Jiayu waited for a while before frowning and looking at Zhou Xinyuan.

"If you don't start, forget it." Liang Jiayu leaned back and said to Zhou Xinyuan.

He has just turned 30 this year. He is an extremely handsome man with a straight nose and well-defined features. Compared with other directors, Liang Jiayu simply chose the wrong career.

Zhou Xinyuan looked at him, and tried to whisper, "Wait a minute."

He slowly walked down from the stage and walked in front of Liang Jiayu.

Zhou Xinyuan is only 20 years old, and his body is still between a teenager and a young man.Liang Jiayu liked his appearance quite a bit, and thought he was quite obedient, but his eyes were very different, so he let Zhou Xinyuan play his best.

Zhou Xinyuan didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face. He just gently and slowly pulled off his sportswear. Liang Jiayu followed his movements with his eyes and saw the gradually exposed skin.

He was too white and too thin.The clavicle is clear, and there is no trace of fat on the lower abdomen.

Zhou Xinyuan didn't wear anything in his open tracksuit.

Liang Jiayu's eyes darkened suddenly.

"The bottom is also?" Liang Jiayu asked thoughtfully.

"Yes." Zhou Xinyuan nodded.

He boldly took Liang Jiayu's hand, which was slightly bigger than his own, with distinct knuckles.Zhou Xinyuan put Liang Jiayu's hand on his lower abdomen, touching his fingertips first, then his palm.

Liang Jiayu's hand stroked Zhou Xinyuan's body for a while, and wherever he touched, Zhou Xinyuan inhaled nervously, but he kept controlling his breathing, trying to calm down as much as possible.

The pants of the tracksuit were baggy, Liang Jiayu's fingers probed the edge, and then stretched in.

There was some surprise in his eyes, and he whispered with a smile: "I really didn't wear it."

Zhou Xinyuan lowered his eyes, not daring to move, but replied in a nasal voice: "Mmm...mmmm."

Liang Jiayu stood up, hooked Zhou Xinyuan's neck, pulled him towards him, and whispered softly, "Zhou Xinyuan, right? Go back...wait for my notice."