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The re-examination notice was sent to Zhan Yijiang three days later, without any loud or exaggerated words, just congratulations and an exclamation mark, with the time, place and script of the re-examination.

This is very responsive.

At that time, Zi Mingjun was flying around to promote "One Finger River", and he was very busy, but Zhan Yijiang still insisted on calling him at the first time, but no one answered.

After a while, he called again and still didn't answer. Zhan Yijiang didn't insist on verbal notification any more, and sent the email to Xia Le, the company's assistant who just assigned the characters.

Let him send a message or call Zi Mingjun as the first task and give them a ready-made conversation.

Speaking of which, Mingjun hasn't met this assistant yet, but don't worry about it for a while. When the publicity period ends and it happens to be the beginning of the month, it will be convenient to calculate the salary when he starts to work.

On December [-]st, there was no cloud in the sky, and there was only one sun hanging high, dazzling.Zi Mingjun came out of the VIP passage, and noticed a stranger, dressed in a hoodie and casual pants, standing quite straight, the most important thing was that the sign in his hand was the name of the company.

"Are you?" Zi Mingjun was in a normal state, the fatigue of the road show for many days was diluted by the end of the publicity work, leaving only a hoarse voice and inconspicuous dark circles under his eyes.

"Brother Zi, my name is Xia Le, your new assistant." The boy in front of him was thin, like a college student who had just graduated, and the excitement was faintly visible in his eyes.

"Hello." Zi Mingjun is not a person who likes to talk too much, and he is really tired, so he just smiled back, and let Xia Le take the box and walk behind him.

When they were walking towards the parking lot, both of them were walking fast. After all, there were still three hours to go to the hotel where Mu Xunying was staying to prepare for the audition for "Feng Hui Xun Zhuan".If Zi Mingjun didn't say a word because he was thinking about the audition, then Xia Le put all his strength on his legs and feet.He just graduated from college, majored in liberal arts, and his physical strength is average: "Brother, brother, we don't need to be in such a hurry, the hotel is easy to go, and we can get there in half an hour."

Zi Mingjun relaxed a little when he heard the words, but he didn't want the new assistant to be lucky, so he pretended to be serious and said: "Do you think I can meet the director in this state?"

Xia Le understood it as soon as she heard it, and hurriedly added: "I'm sorry, I was also afraid that you were too tired."

"Get there early if you can, be sure." Zi Mingjun got into the co-pilot first, and suddenly felt that his attitude seemed too indifferent. When Xia Le got into the driver's seat, he asked him, "What did you do before?" of?"

Xia Le, who had just buckled up her seat belt, seemed to smile, probably because she noticed the change in Zi Mingjun's attitude: "I just graduated in June this year, and I worked as a copywriter in a media company. Later, I felt that it was not suitable for me, so I wanted to do something different. Those who were so stubborn, sent their resumes to Xunxing."

"Not so rigid?" Zi Mingjun repeated, "I don't think the job of an assistant is very free. Are you sure you came to the right place?"

"That's right!" The car fell silent as soon as he blurted out a strong tone, Xia Le could only bite the bullet and add, "I don't want freedom, I want a comfortable environment, and I'm your fan, I I find it a pleasure to be your assistant in itself."

Zi Mingjun was a little surprised that the person in front of him was actually a male fan.

He suddenly wanted to ask, why did you fall in love with me?After thinking about it without asking, he hesitated to speak and nodded: "Then do it well."

"Ah."

After another moment of silence, Zi Mingjun took the initiative to start a conversation.

"You are my first long-term assistant."

Xia Le was a little surprised: "Why? You are so popular, it's normal to have one or two assistants."

"There are several reasons. On the one hand, the management model of Xunxing is different from that of other agencies. Artists can't find assistants by themselves, and I don't want to divide labor when I can do it alone. I don't think it's necessary. …”

The ending sound of the word Mingjun is extraordinarily long, as if distracted by other things.Xia Le turned his head and saw that Zi Mingjun was staring intently at the destination building, the hotel.

"This is the location given in the audition letter, have you been there?"

Zi Ming looked away, and some donkey lips did not match their mouths: "It's a coincidence to audition here."

Xia Le murmured half-understanding, and drove away intently.

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After he settled down, Zi Mingjun asked Xia Le to help him unpack his suitcases and go to the audition by himself.

Half an hour before the appointment, Zi Mingjun stood at the door of 1708 and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Mu Xunying's voice came out, his tone slightly raised, and he seemed in a good mood.

"Mu Dao, I'm Mingjun." The word Mingjun tried to get close to the crack of the door, so as not to make the voice too loud, and took a step back after speaking, so that Mu Xunying could confirm it from the cat's eye.

A moment later, the one who opened the door was not Mu Xunying, but Mingjun's senior brother Zheng Feng.

How can I say that they are relatives and elder brothers, Zheng Feng's big character was the fourth Ming Dynasty, and the two teachers came from the same school.Although they have never collaborated before, they are still 'in the same frame'.

"Brother Feng!" These two words sounded polite and exaggerated, but they were full of emotion.

"Ming Jun?" It seemed that it was not easy to call him by his full name, so Zheng Feng simply erased the other party's surname, "I really said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here. I was just telling Director Mu about you, so you came."

Zheng Feng is a tall man of 1.8 meters seven. He is nearly 30 years old and has transformed early. Under the black short sleeves are looming muscle lines.Such a strong person unintentionally blocked Zi Mingjun at the door, seeing that the other party was still in a daze, he stretched out his hand first.

Zi Mingjun shook his hand quickly and said a few polite words, but his mood was like a roller coaster.

If Zheng Feng also came to audition for Han Xun, then he probably has no hope.After all, he has been an actor for four years more than me, and he has good looks and acting skills, plus he is a serious mess in the film industry, not a nobody like himself who has not been famous for any of his works.

But after thinking about it, even if he is famous, it would be child's play to let Zheng Feng play Han Xun.Excessive image discrepancy will have counterproductive effects, especially if there is an existing original work, it is even more important to choose a good actor if you are carrying the foundation of the audience. If you insist on going your own way at this time, you will lose your wife and lose your army.

For example, if Zheng Feng is asked to come up now, let alone Mu Xunying, Zheng Feng's team cannot possibly agree.

So...Zi Mingjun realized that Zheng Feng's audition was probably Xiaogang, the male second roommate who was slightly behind Han Xun in terms of screen time.

Fang Xiaogang is a very unusual character. In the whole movie, he is a supporting role that is much more upright than the main character.

It is in line with Zheng Feng's own character and play style.

"You two, if you don't come in, are you going to be my doorman?" Mu Xunying who was in the room was probably nestling on the sofa, waiting and waiting for the two seeded contestants to come, feeling a little annoyed.

"That's indeed Director Mu, the doormen are all so tastefully selected." Zheng Feng let go of Zi Mingjun's hand, and joked as he walked in.

Zi Mingjun followed in, but it was a pity that Zheng Feng was so big that he couldn't see Mu Xunying who was already sitting in the corner when he was standing behind, so he had to turn to Zheng Feng's back and said, "Hi Director Mu, I'm here for an audition."

"Well, come and sit." Mu Xunying couldn't see the word Mingjun on this side, and the somewhat hoarse young voice was attached to the face and figure of Zheng Feng's familiar man, feeling depressed suddenly: "Zheng Feng Let me tell you, if you don't cut half of your tendons, I won't even give Fang Xiaogang the role."

Zheng Feng on the other end just smiled, and naturally he didn't take it seriously that the director would appear on the scene himself.The words behind him couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment, whether he was more happy or more nervous.

Zheng Feng has won more prizes than he has played, so how can he match himself?

Of course, this is a hypothesis after all, whether Zi Mingjun can take the role of Han Xun is still a question.

"Take a break for 2 minutes. I rented a suite upstairs and they are setting up the scene." Mu Xunying picked up the landline and dialed.

Zi Mingjun and Zheng Feng each sat on a single sofa, Zheng Feng didn't intend to chat anymore, he leaned back, fell into the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.So Zi Mingjun also changed to a more comfortable posture, trying to let go.

"Are you all ready? Okay, let's go up now." Mu Xunying hung up the phone, picked up the script on the coffee table and rolled up a tube, and rubbed their heads together, "Get up and get down to business."

The three of them took the elevator to the reserved suite, and all the equipment and personnel were ready.

Two cameras were set up in the corner, next to two light boards, and four or five staff members were recording something with notebooks.Looking at the position of the mechanical alignment, the single sofa and coffee table, which are standard in the hotel, are deliberately set at an angle.

Although the sunlight is strong today, it cannot smudge any edges and corners. If you sit on the sofa, you will be caught in the light and shadow array of the window frame and tulle curtains. Coupled with the dust in the air blown up by the breeze, you will feel a kind of subtle sadness and inexplicable. Feeling apart.

It was the first time that Zi Mingjun saw such a battle. The first trial last time was too casual, and he forgot how serious and ceremonial Mu Xunying treats the work.

"Try the two-player script that I sent to you before, go find a position, and give you 2 minutes to prepare."

After speaking, he took a deep look at Zi Mingjun, the 2 minutes really seemed to be for Zi Mingjun.

Zi Mingjun and Zheng Feng walked over to find a suitable posture.This scene started with a restraining posture, which corresponds to Fang Xiaogang finding Han Xun who was hesitant to speak in the police station two hours ago in the hotel in the original book.

The character of Han Xun has to be a little sickly weak in body, and Fang Xiaogang is an ordinary policeman, not as strong as Zheng Feng, but he can definitely restrain Han Xun easily.

Zi Mingjun leaned on the sofa, nodded to indicate that Zheng Feng could start.

"I'm sorry." Zheng Feng twisted Zi Mingjun's left arm with one hand, and the tiger's mouth of the other hand met Zi Mingjun's chin.

Zi Mingjun was in a relaxed state before the filming started. At this time, he was adjusted into a distorted posture like a doll: "It's okay, bro, you're not a little girl, so you still have to feel sorry for her?"

The two people here are ready, but the director is gone.

This posture should not be maintained for too long, so the two relaxed a little, waiting for Mu Xun to respond.

The ticking of the wall clock in the room chatted for them, and it felt like several minutes passed before Mu Xunying came back, followed by another person.

The good-looking person next to the director should be an actor. Judging from the appearance and body shape of that young man, they are quite standard.

Only Zi Mingjun knows that person is not.His lower jaw was still being pinched by Zheng Feng, but the muscles on the upper half of his face did not delay in showing surprise for him.

Mu Xunying was still the same, talking to the other party with a smile: "Manager Bai, I'm really sorry for your trouble, but who made your hotel so beautiful."

Bai Lianxi replied with a first-class smile in the industry: "You are welcome, it is my duty to satisfy customers' needs."

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