My Dragon

I slept very deeply.

After waking up, look at the phone first, just after eight o'clock.

Touching his forehead, it seems to be a little hot, but it's not as serious as the previous two days.

Get up to wash, go downstairs to eat breakfast.

Two steamed buns, a bowl of stick **** porridge, and a small dish of pickles.

Halfway through the meal, the phone rang.

When I picked it up, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" Nan Huailin answered.

"Me." A word popped out over there.

"..." The voice is a bit familiar, but not yet familiar enough that you can tell who it is with just one word.

"You punch brother." Another added over there.

This time I found out, it was Shen Chong.

"Why haven't you released me from the blacklist?" Shen Chong said dissatisfied, "hasn't the boat of friendship set sail? Are you so suitable for me?"

"You..." Nan Huai Lin was silent for two seconds, "Are you doing anything?"

"It's okay, why should I call you early in the morning?" Shen Chong said, "Do you still remember the Luo guide you met at Chun K last time?"

"Remember," Nan Huailin said, "Locke."

"I seemed to tell you last time that he is preparing a new drama and has appointed me as the male number one." Shen Chong said, "He called me yesterday and said that you are particularly suitable for the role of male number three. I want you to have a try."

Nan Huailin was a little dazed.

Locke did say that he was suitable for the male number three that day. He thought it was just a casual remark. Was it serious?

"Hello? Are you still panting?" Shen Chong said, "Are you squeaking?"

"Ah, I'm listening," Nan Huailin said, "but, doesn't the company allow actors to take in private acts?"

Shen Chong said, "Isn't your agent Crane Dinghong? He was fired yesterday, don't you know?"

"I know." Nan Huailin said.

"Then it will end." Shen Chong said, "Don't worry about anything else, just go to the audition. I will say hello to the director."

Nan Huailin hesitated briefly, and said, "Then...thank you."

Shen Chong smiled over there, "It's not easy to hear a good thing from you. Hurry up and get my brother out of the blacklist. I will send you Luo's phone number later, and you can contact him directly. ."

Nan Huailin said: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Huailin was still a little stunned.

Good things fell on him one after another, and he was a little flattered.

Is this the legendary Nuji Tailai?

This is so exciting!

After regaining consciousness, Nan Huailin hurriedly pulled Shen Chong's number from the blacklist.

The text message was sent immediately afterwards, with only one mobile phone number.

Then another one: call him now.

Nan Huailin replied "OK", finished the scum porridge in two or two, and ran home after checking out.

Open the door and enter the room, take your breath away first, and then call Locke with excitement.

The call was quickly connected, and Nan Huailin said as calmly as possible: "Hello Luo Dao, I am Nan Huailin."

"Hello," Locke asked, "Did Shen Chong tell you about the situation?"

Nan Huailin said, "Say it."

"Do you have time today?" Locke asked again.

"Have."

"Then you come to the Century Theatre," Locke said. "The audition starts at ten."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Huailin hurriedly picked himself up, but found that it was not much different from before, except that his hair was a little neater, and he was a little discouraged at once, but there was no time to toss and he had to hurry. Go out.

It was just half past nine when I arrived at the Century Theatre.

Nan Huai Lin followed the way and found the rehearsal hall of the theater, where the audition would take place.

The rehearsal hall is not very big. Except for the first row, which is empty, the rest of the rows are almost filled by people waiting for the audition.

Nan Huailin found a vacant seat and sat down, looking at the black head, suddenly tense.

Although he has been acting since his junior year, this is the first time Nan Huailin has officially participated in an audition. Because it doesn’t require auditions to run the game, you can use it if you think it’s suitable, and don’t use it if you don’t. It’s simple and rude.

Oops! Nan Huailin suddenly remembered that he didn't know anything about the audition and the role. He was about to call Shen Chong and just listen to the two people in the front row.

"...This play is called "The Kingdom of Stars", which is based on the novel of the same name. I stayed up late yesterday and read the novel. I feel that the character set of the male second is the most brilliant. If it is done, it is designated to attract more fans than the male one."

"I heard that the male one and the male two have been appointed internally. The male must be Shen Chong, and the male second doesn't know who will be appointed."

"It is estimated that he is also a member of Mingxi Media. Mingxi is an investor in this play, and he must support his own actors. The fertilizer does not flow into outsiders' fields."

Nan Huailin didn't continue listening, he took out his mobile phone and searched for "Star Kingdom".

The top search results are all news about Shen Chong starring in "Star Kingdom", then a short novel website, Nanhuai Lin clicked in, and just read the line of "Jinjiang Literature City for the first time" and heard a burst of noise. As soon as he looked up, Seeing a few people walking in led by Locke, they were sitting in the empty first row.

It seems that the audition is about to begin.

Nan Huailin put away the phone and looked up at the stage in front, feeling both nervous and excited.

A casually dressed man walked onto the stage with a microphone in his hand. After a few words of opening remarks, he began to introduce the rules of audition: "...Because there are too many people auditioning, in order to save time, we will conduct a lottery. Grouping. Each paper has a performance proposition. Those who get the same proposition will automatically be divided into a group and cooperate with each other to complete a performance within three minutes. Do you understand it?"

The people below replied in unison: "I understand!"

The man said: "Okay, now the draw begins."

The actors took turns on stage to draw lots and then formed groups of two.

Soon, everyone had a partner smoothly, but Nan Huailin was left.

There were a total of fifty-five people who came to the audition today, and one of them was destined to have no partner, and Nan Huailin became the "lucky guy", so he could only play a one-man show.

After breaking up-this is the performance proposition that Nan Huailin drew. There are only these three simple words without any extra hints.

This is the rhythm that makes the actors Freestyle.

Nan Huailin quickly figured out how to act, and then silently pondered the lines.

After the half-hour preparation time was over, the actors again went to the stage to draw lots to determine the order of performance.

Unfortunately, Nan Huailin drew No. 2, and he couldn't help but swear swearing in his heart.

After the draw, the audition officially began.

Nan Huailin didn't bother to watch the performance of Team 1 because he only had three minutes of preparation time left. His palms were so nervous that his palms were sweating, and his heart almost jumped to his throat.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket suddenly shook.

I took out my phone and looked at it. It was a WeChat message from Philadelphia: Well?

Nan Huailin replied: Audition.

After a two-second pause, he quickly typed: After three minutes, I will call you. After you answer, you don't need to squeak, just listen to me.

Philadelphia seconds back: Good.

The performance of No. 1 ended in three minutes, and it was Nan Huailin's turn to take the stage.

Nan Huailin took a deep breath, quickly stepped onto the stage, walked to the edge of the stage and sat down, with his legs hanging naturally and his face facing the camera.

At the moment he faced the camera, all the nervousness disappeared, and ample emotions overflowed, pulling him into the role he was about to play.

"Go ahead," Locke said.

Nan Huailin took out his cell phone, dialed the phone in Philadelphia, and put the cell phone to his ear.

There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were hollow, looking directly at the camera in front of him.

The call is connected.

"I'm sorry, I called you again." Nan Huailin's original clear voice was low and hoarse because of fever for several days, and the tone was so cold that there was no trace of emotion. "I can't sleep. I haven't slept for two days and two nights. Yesterday I stayed at home for a day and watched twelve ghost movies. This morning I went out before dawn. I walked a long, long way. I want to see what is at the end of the road. Do you want to guess? "Nan Huailin's tone suddenly became brisk, he raised his head slightly, and a smile appeared on his face, "At the end of the road is a cliff, under the cliff is the sea, there is a moon on the sea, and the moon is full of sky around it. Stars. I’m sitting on the edge of the cliff now. Have you heard the sound of the waves?" Nan Huailin suddenly laughed, "Death? Why should I die? I don’t love you so much at all. The person I love most will always be Myself, how could I die for you? You are so ridiculous." He was smiling, a line of tears streaming down silently, "I want to thank you, thank you for letting me down, and I can finally start New life. I made this call just to say goodbye to you. Goodbye, never see you again." Nan Huailin cried out as soon as I hung up the phone, but only with this sound, he quickly stopped, while She smiled with tears and stared into the distance without making a sound.

Applause broke out in the rehearsal hall.

Nan Huailin hurriedly stood up, wiped a tear, bent over and bowed to the stage, and quickly stepped off the stage.

Returning to his seat and adjusting his emotions, Nan Huailin can finally watch other people's performances with peace of mind. So it's good to finish the show earlier, at least you don't have to worry about it anymore.

The last group of performances ended at one o'clock in the afternoon.

The host came on stage: "Thank you very much for coming to participate in today's audition. The result of the audition will be notified by SMS within three days. You can go now."

Everyone got up and left.

Just as Nan Huai Lin stood up, the mobile phone he was holding suddenly vibrated.

The caller ID was Locke, looking up to the first row, Locke was waving at him.

Nan Huai Lin was stunned, and seeing Locke shook his phone, he hurriedly answered.

"You stay for a while," Locke said, "I have something to tell you."

Nan Huailin responded, hung up the phone, sat down, and began to feel nervous again.

The rehearsal hall quickly emptied.

Locke stood on the edge of the stage and waved to Nan Huailin: "Xiao Nan, come here."

Nan Huai Lin hurriedly got up and walked over.

Locke said: "Xiao Nan, sorry, I can't give you the role of the male number three."

Disappointment overwhelmed him in an instant, but Nan Huailin didn't show half of it. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I hope I can have a chance to cooperate with Luo Dao in the future."

"I haven't finished talking yet," Locke laughed. "After watching your performance, I think the role of the male number two is more suitable for you."

The author has something to say: Chengcheng: If you are a painter, what profession do you think I will be?

Nannan: What?

City City: Illustrator.

—— "One Hundred Sentences of Love in the Soil"