After crossing out all the actors who had auditioned in the past few days, Director Charon flipped through the photos that were going to be auditioned tomorrow.
After flipping for a long time, he sighed in disappointment. “Sigh, why can’t I see any spiritual energy?!”
Just as he was about to throw the photos aside to sleep, two photos suddenly fell from the back. Director Charon was stunned when he casually glanced at them.
The woman in the two photos was very beautiful. Most importantly, their gentle eyes were filled with emotions. It matched his imagination of classic Chinese women.
Director Charon picked up the two photos.
One was a photo of a woman sitting by the stream and looking gently at the camera. The woman’s gentleness was even greater than the stream.
The other photo was of a woman riding a horse. On the vast grassland, the woman in a red dress was like a flame, but her eyes gave off a gentle power.
Director Charon’s eyes lit up. He turned the photo over and looked at it. Behind the photo of the woman by the stream was written “Su Yueran”, and the photo of the woman riding the horse was written “Xia Wanyuan”.
Director Charon took a few more glances. The more he looked, the more he felt that although their temperament was very similar at first glance, anyone could have gentleness. Xia Wanyuan’s sharp aura was not something anyone could have.
Director Charon threw Su Yueran’s photo aside and placed it on the cabinet.
At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang. Director Charon stood up to take a look. It was the hotel staff.
“Hello, I’m here to send you fruits.” The staff took down a plate of fresh fruits from the truck. “This is from our hotel for free. I wish you a pleasant stay.”
“Okay.” Director Charon smiled and took it. “Thank you. Your hotel’s service is so thorough.”
“You’re welcome.” With a standard smile, the staff took out a few magazines from the car. “Our manager knows that you’re an internationally famous director, so he specially prepared some Chinese film and television magazines for you to kill time.”
“Okay, thank you.” Director Charon thought to himself that the management of this hotel was quite good at reading faces. He reached out and took the magazine, then closed the door.
Director Charon took a shower and sat on the bed. When he turned on the television, he realized that it was in Chinese. He could not understand it. At that moment, he saw a magazine not far away. He took it and flipped through it, but he did not expect to see a familiar face.
Director Charon did not know Chinese, so he did not know that this was actually a gossip magazine. The production date after the page was two years ago.
On the third page of the magazine were a few large photos.
In the photo, Xia Wanyuan had an arrogant expression. Her curly hair and smoky makeup were extremely strong, instantly wiping away the good impression Director Charon had of her.
After flipping through one book, the inner page of the other magazine was a photo of Su Yueran. In the photo, she was wearing a white sweater and holding a cup of milk tea. She was looking at the camera and smiling lightly. She was extremely clean, especially to Director Charon, who had just been shocked by Xia Wanyuan’s terrifying makeup. This was simply a clear stream.
Director Charon stood up and threw Xia Wanyuan’s photo on the cabinet to the ground. He then found Su Yueran’s photo from the ground and placed it on the cabinet.
In the manor, Jun Shiling finished his noodles and scratched Xia Wanyuan’s leg that was wrapped around his waist. “I’m done.”
Xia Wanyuan was tickled. A smile appeared in her eyes as she gently kicked Jun Shiling. “Mm.”
Jun Shiling followed Xia Wanyuan’s posture and wrapped her feet around his waist. He covered her with his suit jacket and carried her upstairs.
Xia Wanyuan nestled lazily on him, too lazy to move. “I’m so tired.”
Jun Shiling placed her under the blanket. “You’re not showering anymore?”
Xia Wanyuan was so sleepy that she could not open her eyes. She narrowed them. “Help me.”
Jun Shiling pinched Xia Wanyuan’s face happily. “Okay.”
Ten minutes later.
In the bedroom, “Jun Shiling!”
Jun Shiling’s smiling voice came, vaguely hoarse with forbearance. “Yes, Madam. Didn’t you ask me to help you?”
“Get out.”
However, no one came out of the bathroom. In the end, Xia Wanyuan was carried out by Jun Shiling.
