The staff waiting for Amin couldn’t help but laugh at his words.
He thought Lu Qing was joking and indeed laughed out loud; after all, the joke was quite funny.
If the audition for Director Cheng’s new film really succeeded, forget a basket of at buns, you could buy several bun shops.
Would securing an audition for Director Cheng’s project be worth just a basket of at buns?
If he knew, he’d definitely be hopping mad.
However, Amin’s next words froze the smile on the staff’s face.
"Really? No take-backs!"
Amin stared at Lu Qing with gleaming eyes, speaking very quickly as if afraid he might go back on his words.
"No take-backs, no take-backs! You absolutely must succeed!"
"Got it, once I co out, let’s eat at buns!"
Amin calmly finished, leaving behind stunned staff and a crowd waiting for auditions.
In everyone’s heart was the thought that this guy was a fool for taking Director Cheng’s audition so lightly.
Lu Qing didn’t mind the skeptical looks from the crowd at all, clasped his hands together, and fervently prayed to those around him.
"The Buddha, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, Monkey King, all gods must bless, bless Amin to succeed—"
Inside the audition room.
Cheng Shi’en’s face grew increasingly gloomy.
They had already seen dozens of people, yet not one showed any talent.
Amin walked in, drawing the attention of everyone there.
Cheng Shi’en scrutinized her with discerning eyes, this girl’s face was indeed beautiful, but her exotic appearance was utterly unsuitable for Hong Fang and A Yun, the two leading ladies of "Won are strong," which were the roles for this audition.
He sighed deeply, having little expectation for the upcoming audition.
Amin entered, eting the gaze of many, recalling the piece she had perford for Lu Qing in the dormitory, and began to act.
She got into character and spoke: "Even the knife in my hand can kill those dwarfs! I—"
"Stop, stop, stop!"
She had just begun when soone interrupted.
It was the assistant director who stopped her; they’ve heard these lines all morning and were fed up.
He impatiently interrupted Amin, placing another script beside her: "Try this segnt."
Amin pursed her lips, looking at Cheng Shi’en and the others, eventually focusing on the assistant director.
Rembering Lu Qing’s promise of a basket of buns, she walked over to the assistant director very naturally and casually picked up the script.
She stood there before six or seven people, eyes earnestly scanning the script.
Amin’s approach allowed everyone to see her outstanding appearance and the cool aura she carried, characteristic of cold beauties.
This girl was too beautiful, excessively striking, making her ill-suited for portraying the protagonist of "Won are strong."
Amin quickly finished reading the script, closed it, and returned it to the table.
She stepped back two paces, cultivating her emotions, and soon her aura changed.
Cheng Shi’en glanced casually but was compelled to sit upright due to her transformation.
Amin lifted her head, revealing eyes filled with hope and determination. They contained a complex and contradictory essence, allowing people to feel her sadness.
Her hands were behind her back, her arms were tense, as if bound and unable to move.
She looked upwards, her brows and eyes softening.
After a while, she lowered her head, staring at Cheng Shi’en and the others.
As if seeing through them, she broke into a simple, genuine smile.
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