The other end of the call went silent for a few seconds.
"Huh?" Ji Yanche blinked his blue eyes, a huge question mark practically popping out above his head.
Was this really his straightforward, no-nonsense brother?
What was with this eerie silence?
Ou Jue cleared his throat slightly, his voice steady. "There’s soone nad Xia Xiyan."
"Xia Xiyan?"
"She’s applied to your drama club. What’s the situation now?"
"I don’t know. The written test just finished... It’s not even my turn to interview yet..." Ji Yanche sat up, casually picking up the test score sheet his assistant had just delivered. After glancing at it, he froze for a mont. "Wait, who’s Xia Xiyan? Why are you so concerned about her?"
Ou Jue’s face remained cold. "Which eye of yours saw that I’m concerned about her?"
"Oh, so you’re not concerned about her, but you specifically called about her? Hmm. When I was filming last ti and nearly broke my leg, I didn’t see you make a single ’concerned’ phone call then."
"... Forget it. Pretend I’ve never made this call." Ou Jue said, sounding ready to hang up.
"Hey? Wait a second... You’re really confusing now. Are you asking to pay special attention to this Xia Xiyan girl or not?"
Ou Jue paused again before faintly parting his lips, "Do whatever you want."
"Hey? Beep, beep, beep..."
The call was disconnected.
Ji Yanche stared blankly. What did "do whatever you want" even an?
Soone tell him what’s going on with Ou Jue!
Half an hour later, in a certain performance room—
Soone stord in, causing the originally noisy environnt to quiet down instantly.
"Sorry, sorry, thank you all for waiting~"
Ji Yanche walked in with a dazzling smile. "We’ll start the auditions right away."
Xiyan was seated among the group that had just passed the written test, watching Ji Yanche stride cheerfully to the head chair.
The people around her buzzed with suppressed excitent.
Of course they would. After all, a top-tier celebrity they usually only saw on TV was suddenly right in front of them. How could they not be thrilled?
Ji Yanche turned his head and handed the stack of papers in his hand to his assistant. "Distribute these."
The papers were handed out one by one. Xiyan picked up hers and saw that it was a script booklet.
It was packed with dense lines of dialogue. From the contents, it seed to be a historical drama.
"Now, everyone has a different script in their hands. The audition rules are simple: you’ll have five minutes to morize these lines and understand the character’s inner world. After that, everyone here will pair up into groups of two and start battling lines with each other. There are no breaks allowed. Whoever pauses first is eliminated!"
The room erupted at this announcent...
"Five minutes? morize this many lines? That’s insane!"
"I just hope I get soone weaker as my partner. Amitabha..."
So people began to pray earnestly.
Xia Shiyi stared at the lines in her hand, absolutely thrilled.
She had been the class representative for literature since she was a kid! morizing stuff was a piece of cake for her!
Back in elentary school, everyone else would take a whole morning to morize the sa classical text, while she would only need five or six repetitions to nail it!
It was pure talent! She was born to be an actor!
"Hey, Xia Xiyan." Xia Shiyi turned to Xiyan, raising her brows provocatively. "Why don’t we team up for a face-off? Dare to partner with and compete?"
She was confident she could make Xia Xiyan cry!
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