Cannon Fodder Dad Dressed As A Baby

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    In the film and television building.

    The content of the audition is that the senior brother will teach the male protagonist the swordsmanship passed down in the sect before his ascension.

    At the end of the audition, Zhou Porridge took a sword flower, put away the props and swords, and panted slightly.

    The casting director's eyes lit up, but he quickly restrained himself and waved his hand at Ren Xinghai: "Go ahead." "

    Go on." Zhou Congee threw the prop sword at him neatly, but Ren Xinghai was frightened With a jump, he dodged back, and the prop sword fell directly to the ground.

    The distance between the two of them was not too far, just one step away. The prop sword was still made of plastic, so light that Ren Xinghai couldn't even handle it.

    But—

    he winked at the investor, and the investor helped him out with a smile: "It's okay, let's start." "

    Okay." Ren Xinghai wanted to pull a sword flower like Zhou Congee, but he tried, Not at all.

    Zhou Congee looked at him with crooked eyes and a smile.

    He just felt that Zhou Porridge was watching his joke.

    When he was nervous, his hand shook, and the prop sword fell to the ground again.

    Ren Xinghai cleared his throat, and quickly adjusted: "Sorry, I'll do it again."

    The casting director already wanted to wave him away, but the investor smoothed things over again with a smile: "I'm here, I'm just a little nervous , give him another chance."

    "Okay." Ren Xinghai took a deep breath to calm himself down.

    Although the family invited investors to dinner in advance, he also knew that things should not be overdone, at least face-saving.

    So he has also been practicing in the company these few days. Just now, because Zhou Porridge looked at him like that, he was nervous for a while, so he missed.

    Zhou Porridge restrained his expression, and played with him seriously.

    Both of their agents were waiting outside the meeting room.

    Ren Xinghai's manager smiled and said, "Sister Jin, as a gold medal manager, you also bowed down for five buckets of rice?"

    Zhou Congee's manager smiled and ignored him.

    "Mr. Cui invites you to bring Mr. Zhou, how much is it a month?"

    Zhou Congee's manager still did not speak, just at this time, the door of the meeting room opened.

    Sister Jin was the first to greet her, and handed Zhou Congee the thermos cup: "Okay? Let's go." "

    Yes." Zhou Congee opened the thermos cup and took a sip of warm water.

    Ren Xinghai's manager also greeted him: "Xinghai, how is it?"

    "He's not bad in acting." Ren Xinghai paused, "But I'm sure I'm fine."

    "That's good." Ren Xinghai's manager Seeing the back of Zhou Congee and his manager leaving, he curled his lips, "I'm not very capable, but I have a good temper." "

    Don't worry about them, the role must be mine anyway."

    Zhou Congee took the manager into the elevator.