The whole company is a demon [entertainment circle]

The first day of claiming a cub Chin Chin Kiss!

"Why are you in a daze? The crew will come to cast the role the day after tomorrow. Do you want to audition?" A clear girl's voice came, and Xia Qin subconsciously turned his head to look over. The girl's face looked familiar and immature. He couldn't remember her name for a moment. name.

"I'm asking you something." Seeing that Xia Qin didn't speak, the girl raised her curvy brows, turned her elbow and bumped it lightly, pretending to be dissatisfied.

Xia Qin came back to his senses, "Cast casting?"

He subconsciously asked himself in a low voice, when will it be his turn to go to the crew to audition in person?There are always more than a dozen scripts in front of him, and he will act in the ones he chooses, and put them in the trash can if he doesn't like them.

Going to audition for a cast?That's how many top cast members can let him audition?

"Ming Emperor's ten-year production team, two days ago we were still discussing whether to go or not, so I forgot today?" The girl blinked and half-jokingly said, "You are so forgetful, how do you remember the dance steps without making mistakes?"

Xia Qin's pupils shrank slightly, Ming Emperor ten years?

That was his first play.Ten years ago, he stepped into this circle for the first time.

He suddenly lowered his head to look at his hand, his fingers were long and fair, and there was no ugly scar left by that incident on his palm...

He closed his fists, his throat was a little dry, he looked at the girl, and now he understood why the girl's face looked so immature, and it brought a familiarity that he couldn't explain clearly at first, the face was so blurred that only the outline was left in his memory, It finally became clear.

"Xiawen?"

"Why are you calling me by my name in such a serious manner all of a sudden?" The girl froze for a moment, frowned, and poked Xia Qin's forehead with her fingertips, "Brother?"

Xia Qin clenched his fists and then released them. After a while, he said, "Audition the day after tomorrow? Go."

Xia Wen's eyes lit up and she nodded sharply, "Okay! With my brother accompanying me, I won't have stage fright."

Xia Qin raised his hand slightly, paused for two seconds on top of Xia Wen's head, and then retracted it. His palm trembled unconsciously. He lowered his eyes and smiled unnaturally, "Well, Wen..." He Some couldn't say Xia Wen's nickname, as if something was blocked in his throat, he paused and said, "Go back first, I'll get something."

"Then I'll see you in the cafeteria later." Xia Wen glanced at her elder brother strangely, feeling that Xia Qin was acting weird today.

Xia Qin turned around and walked towards the student dormitory in his memory. This art school almost took over his entire childhood. He remembered where his dormitory was and even his bed number.

When he returned to the dormitory, there was no one there, which happened to allow him to sort out his messy thoughts.

Xia Wen, in his memory, almost died when he first stepped into the entertainment circle. The arson case of the prop team took Xia Wen away, leaving ugly scars on his palms.

In the last life, Xia Qin's manager Zhu Li advised him several times to get laser treatment to get rid of the scars.

——A big star, a hot and popular actor, but with such an ugly scar on his hand, it really reduces his favorability.

But Xia Qin pushed them all. This scar reminded him all the time that Xia Wen was his responsibility, but he failed.

It may be that the memory of nine years ago was too painful. It was obviously a face he should not forget, but it became blurred in the gap of time.

The instinctive brain protection mechanism made Xia Qin seldom able to recall the complete story of that incident smoothly, and Xia Wen's face became more and more blurred, like a familiar stranger.

Xia Qin closed his eyes, and covered his eyes with white palms that had not yet left any scars. He fell on his back on the bed, breathing heavily, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes.

He couldn't remember what Xia Qin in the previous life had become in the end, whether he was dead or alive, but he didn't care, even if it was himself, he didn't care, he returned to the decision point ten years ago.

Whether to choose to continue dancing, or choose to take a dip in the muddy waters of the entertainment industry, Xia Qin chose the latter without hesitation.

It is true that dancing is what he likes, and it was what he insisted on learning at the beginning, but he didn't dance very long.

The burden of the foot injury doomed him to not be able to go on this road forever. Xia Qin, no matter how much he likes, can restrain himself and withdraw quickly.

What's more, Xia Wen will dive headfirst into the entertainment industry.That's where Xia Wen really yearns for.

In this life, he will take good care of his sister.

Many thoughts in his mind were chaotic and chaotic. He thought a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything. Xia Qin felt a little tired because of the swollen pain. He pinched the bridge of his nose, went into the bathroom and took a shower. Face.

Xia Qin looked at himself in the mirror, water droplets fell along his smooth chin, his skin was milky white, his brows and eyes were still young and immature, his shoulders were not stretched out, and he looked a bit thin and thin.

He smiled slightly, he really returned to ten years ago.

In the mirror, Xia Qin showed a maturity that didn't match his age. He wiped his face carelessly, combed his hair a little bit, and found the most suitable appearance and state for him.

Xia Qin walked towards the cafeteria according to his memory. Along the way, he cast a lot of vague and diverse gazes at him.

"Why do I feel that Xia Qin has reached a new level of handsomeness after not seeing him for a day??"

"With him here, all the girls in the art school have their eyes glued to him, how can they see us?"

"Forget it, thanks to him, all the girls from several schools here come to us."

Xia Qin raised his eyebrows. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He actually felt that these small whispers sounded very clear. He looked in the direction of those people with a half-smile, which caused the small group of people to subconsciously say embarrassingly. He closed his mouth, and didn't speak again until he passed by——

"Damn it! Did you hear it from so far away?!"

"Easy! Just say you have a loud voice!"

Xia Qin is indeed good-looking, but now he looks like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, his eyebrows have not yet opened, but he can already see how handsome he will be in the future.

The so-called beauty paints the skin but not the bones. It is not the skin that really supports a person's appearance, but the bones.An ordinary person's face is divided into three parts and five eyes, which can be regarded as straight, because the positions of the three parts and five eyes are two or three points accurate.

Xia Qin's face, ten years later, in the rapidly advancing entertainment era, was analyzed by a professional art teacher as an example. It is a standard three courts and five eyes. There is nothing more or less, and the proportions are appropriate. The golden ratio, even if someone doesn't like him, they can't say that he is ugly.

With such a face, the director who worked with Xia Qin for the first time said that he was born to eat the food of the entertainment industry.

——Even if he doesn't have any acting skills, just make a background board, or sit there and eat melon seeds, there are still audiences who are willing to watch three or four episodes foolishly.

Not to mention, Xia Qin's acting skills were accumulated little by little from the background board to the center of the screen.

He went from being a person, even if he appeared side by side with other stars, to being reduced to a little transparency on the background board of passers-by, step by step to the last myth where no one would question his commercial value and film and television singles ability. He never had a background or backstage in the middle, and he used it for only ten years.

Now that everything is starting from scratch, Xia Qin doesn't feel it's a pity, but rather has fun.

He has a vision ten years ahead, so what kind of muddy water will he stir up in this circle?

Xia Qin hadn't reached the cafeteria yet.

——To be precise, on the first day when Xia Qin returned to ten years ago, he released his sister's lunch pigeons.

He looked at the black fur ball rolling towards his feet with a headache.

On the tree-lined path leading to the cafeteria, Xia Qin was touched by a fur ball.

Xia Qin originally wanted to bypass this fur ball and continue walking, but he didn't expect this black and fat ball to bump into his calf. The paws hugged him.

Xia Qin: "..."

He bent down expressionlessly, lifted the black fur ball by the back of its neck, and threw it a little farther to the side.

It looks weird, like a cat and not a cat, like a sheep and not a sheep, and it seems a bit ugly.

The black fur ball was quite happy after being slipped up by Xia Qinti, and was about to stretch out its paws to beg for a hug, but was thrown into the grass next to it in a second.

The black hair ball was a little confused, and what was even more confused was that it seemed to be able to hear Xia Qin's inner voice. It had a pair of yellow and watery eyes embedded in a black coal ball-like face, and it was crying right now. .

Xia Qin walked a few steps away, and with his keen hearing, he could always vaguely hear the sound of a little furball sobbing. He pursed his light-colored lips, and came back again. The little black furball was still in the grass Li burst into tears.

He took a deep breath, what the hell is this?How do you know how to cry?

Xia Qin hesitated for a few seconds, then hugged him into a ball of black fur that was wet from tears.

Then the black hair ball wet his blue shirt from crying, and dark water stains bloomed on his chest, which was very embarrassing.

Xia Qin's face was dark, and he decided to go back to the dormitory and change his clothes, but the black hair ball lay dead in Xia Qin's palm, refusing to move his butt.

The author has something to say:

Fuqiu slobbered: Qinqin kiss!

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*Let me tell you in advance~ The reason why my memory is fuzzy and I couldn’t recognize my own sister at first is not only the reason mentioned in this chapter, but also other _(:зゝ∠)_Don’t catch this place haha

*A new article has been opened!Not a heavy story!Still a cookie, Gong is a jealous, suave and shameless—really, pretending to cry is fearless and stress-free—you can give him a nickname [Manual Dog Head]

*Taotie's private design, what the cub looks like is all made up in my brain, hehe, I will explain it a little bit later.

*Finally, it is a customary reminder of the theme of the entertainment circle, don’t sit in the same seat with the three-dimensional, unless you are happy to eat, then your mind will be fine, but please don’t comment, thank you for your cooperation =3=