Chapter 225: Everything is Business (Ten-Thousand-Character Chapter)

The sound of the door closing rang out.

Gao Yuanyuan turned her head, wanting to check on Li Luo's condition.

A black shadow lunged at her head-on.

It pushed her down.

The scent of cigar smoke and alcohol hit her face together; under their mutual pull, the alcohol on her own body was also ignited, and with a 'Boom—' in her head, she became dizzy.

After a short few seconds.

Her graceful figure appeared completely before Li Luo's eyes.

Her rounded legs.

Her flat and sexy lower abdomen.

Further up, there was that handful of softness.

Because she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol, her fair skin was now flushed with a hint of pink; this scene could truly be described as a feast for the eyes.

Having reached this moment.

Li Luo's mood was no longer hurried.

His fingertips wandered from her lower leg all the way up, tracing a circle on her abdomen before rotating in circles above it.

This action.

Made Gao Yuanyuan bite her lip hard.

"Hoo~"

Exhaling a heavy breath, she gritted her teeth and looked at the detestable guy before her: "Looking at how energetic you are, were you pretending to be drunk just now, waiting for me to deliver myself to your door?"

"No."

Li Luo shook his head honestly, his fingers winding past her collarbone before continuing to trace downward: "I really drank too much; my head is still spinning."

Under his movements.

Gao Yuanyuan's abdomen rose and fell sharply.

"Drank too much."

She twisted her legs, clamping Li Luo's palm tightly: "So you don't have to think about whether to go find Xiao Xiao or find me first, right?"

"Hmm?"

Her pretty face annoyed, she rolled her eyes.

"Of course not."

Li Luo leaned down, looking steadily at the girl before him: "Where did your thoughts go? No matter when it is, I'd always find you first. Who else could it be when the woman lying before me is the most beautiful in the world?"

"Yuanyuan, have you missed me during this time?"

Gently touching her luscious red lips, he continued to say tenderly: "I've been thinking of you the whole time."

To hell with everything else.

Throw out the sweet talk first; it doesn't cost any money anyway.

"You've lost weight."

Kissing her forehead again, Li Luo looked at the woman whose expression had become hazy, chuckling: "But you're still as beautiful as ever. This little face—I wish I could kiss it every single day."

To be a man, one must learn from Duan Zhengchun.

Even if a blade tip is pressed against your chest, you must still praise the woman for being beautiful.

Facts have proven.

This is a way to never suffer a loss.

Gao Yuanyuan couldn't care less that Wu Yu was still outside; she pushed Li Luo down frantically like a madwoman, couldn't wait to adjust her posture, and after taking a deep breath, she welcomed her intimate friend who had come to visit the set.

Outside the living room.

After Wu Yu closed the door, her originally calm expression suddenly became full of surprise.

Scratching her head, she clicked her tongue in praise.

The boss is the boss.

He actually has a relationship with Sister Yuanyuan too.

She covered her mouth and giggled, feeling a strange, slight excitement in her heart.

After regaining her composure.

The little assistant walked lightly to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of beer.

Then she picked up the remote control to keep watch and provide cover for her boss; an excellent assistant should be like this, at least that's what Wu Yu thought.

But as she watched the TV.

A hurried, delicate cry quietly drifted out from the room.

The sound vanished without a trace in an instant.

Wu Yu stared blankly at the TV, then turned her neck to look at the tightly closed bedroom door.

She had originally thought.

It was to free up space for the two of them to chat alone.

She never expected.

Wu Yu's fingers trembled; she hurriedly grabbed the bottle and took a gulp of cold beer, but it couldn't suppress the flame that had suddenly risen in her heart at all; that feeling instead stoked it even more fiercely.

Her attention.

Was no longer on the TV at all.

Her ears were fully focused on the movements inside the bedroom; the suppressed breathing and the vibrating mattress conjured up images in Wu Yu's mind, and her own breathing became hurried.

Her figure leaned against the thick sofa without her realizing it.

Thinking of that handsome figure.

The little assistant took a pillow into her arms and stared blankly at Zhang Danfeng on the TV, who was drawing his sword from its sheath.

At the same time.

Gao Yuanyuan's toes went stiff instantly.

The originally messy bedsheets were kicked perfectly flat by her legs.

Her teeth bit down hard on the pillow.

Her body.

Followed, twitching as if electrocuted.

"Fuck!"

Li Luo let out a low roar, pulling himself away to the side, sweat oozing densely from his forehead.

After the intense exercise, the alcohol traveled through his body with his blood.

He instantly became dizzy.

Even though his alcohol tolerance was decent, after the heavy drinking just now and then exerting himself to exercise, he still became dizzy, unable to distinguish north from south.

【Working hard without forgetting to work while drunk, striving, is a spirit】

【Indulgence successful】

【Reward: Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk (Beginner)】

As lines of glowing text flashed before his eyes, the discomfort in his body dissipated significantly; the alcohol turned into sweat and kept oozing from his skin. In a short few seconds, his brain became energetic.

Adjusting his breathing repeatedly, Li Luo smiled, showing his white teeth.

Although there was still some drunkenness.

It didn't reach the point of his hands and feet feeling heavy.

He turned his head slowly.

Looking at Gao Yuanyuan, who was still panting heavily, the girl now looked like a mermaid thrown onto the shore, her whole body covered in crystal-clear sweat, her body's curves rising and falling.

This scene was as pleasing to the eye as could be.

"I'll let you off for tonight."

After a long while, Gao Yuanyuan turned over, satisfied, and said stubbornly to Li Luo: "Next time I'll properly deal with you, you heartless flirt. You performed well, I'll reward you again."

With a cheeky smile.

The girl planted a forceful kiss on his handsome face.

To express the joy in her heart.

Gao Yuanyuan got out of bed, her bare feet stepping onto the thick carpet.

First, her legs felt weak.

She then walked quickly to the bathroom nearby.

In a few moments, her bare bottom disappeared from Li Luo's line of sight, and the sound of splashing water followed.

In less than a minute, Gao Yuanyuan, having washed off the sweat, walked out wiping herself with a towel.

And at this time.

Li Luo's snoring had already begun softly.

Seeing him like this, Sister Yuan couldn't bear to wake him; she dressed nimbly, and before long, she had returned to the bright and beautiful celebrity appearance she had when she arrived.

Walking to the mirror.

Confirming that her appearance was fine now.

She went to the bedside, gave the sleeping Li Luo a fragrant kiss, and pulled the quilt over to help cover him.

Adjusting her breathing.

Gao Yuanyuan opened the bedroom door with crisp steps.

"Liu Xiaoyu."

Looking at the little assistant sitting on the sofa, Sister Yuan's face flushed slightly, then she said calmly: "Your Brother Luo is already asleep; go back and rest early later."

"Okay, Sister Yuanyuan."

Wu Yu shook the bottle in her hand: "I'll leave after I finish this."

"Hmm."

Gao Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then left quite decisively.

Wu Yu could be kept by Li Luo's side every day, so she must be trustworthy; there was no need for her to worry about anything, and the non-disclosure agreement wasn't a joke—not many assistants dared to blabber outside.

After the door closed.

The little assistant sat for a while, then stood up cautiously.

She walked quietly to the bedroom door.

"Uh."

Seeing Li Luo sitting up, Wu Yu swallowed: "Boss, weren't you asleep?"

His muscular upper body made her heart flutter in confusion.

However, on her face.

She remained calm.

"Woke up again."

Li Luo rubbed his temples, looking at the little assistant: "Getting older, sleep is always not very good."

Wu Yu rolled her eyes.

The eye-roll almost reached the sky.

"Liu Xiaoyu."

Li Luo grabbed another cigar from the side and picked up the cigar cutter to snip it: "Do you think your boss is a bad person?"

"Absolutely not!"

The little assistant shook her head rapidly.

"A heartless person?"

The lighter danced between his fingers a few times before Li Luo flicked it open with a 'ding'.

Hearing this.

The speed at which Wu Yu shook her head slowed down significantly.

If this isn't called heartless, she doesn't know what is.

"Brother Luo."

The little assistant took a step forward, looking at Li Luo who was lighting his cigar, and said earnestly: "You are definitely not a bad person, and I only know one thing: you are my boss!"

"Good!"

Li Luo exhaled a smoke ring with satisfaction.

This display of loyalty—the more he looked at the little assistant, the more he liked her.

"Just for those words."

He flicked the ash, looking at the little assistant with a smile: "The boss won't treat you unfairly. After going back, have Sister Yue give you a raise of one thousand yuan. Work hard for Brother Luo, and you'll have everything in the future."

Give something tangible, then paint a big picture.

People around you, after all.

Must be taken care of well!

"Thank you, Brother Luo."

Wu Yu waved her hands hurriedly, her head shaking rapidly: "I will definitely work hard for the boss. Although I really like the raise, I can't accept it this way; Liu Xiaoyu won't tell anyone."

"Brother Luo, you can rest assured."

Pinching her thumb and index finger together, the little assistant made a zipping motion on her mouth.

She wouldn't take this opportunity to ask for a raise.

That would be too disloyal!

The New Year red envelope was ten thousand Hong Kong dollars.

What else could she be dissatisfied with?

Compared to the personal assistants of other artists, her current treatment was already top-tier; one shouldn't be ungrateful.

"I'm going back to my room."

Wu Yu took a quick look at the muscles on Li Luo's body, her face flushed as she retreated:

"Brother Luo, rest well, see you tomorrow!"

The door was left ajar, and the little assistant's footsteps quickly disappeared outside.

Listening to the movement.

Li Luo bit the cigar and threw off the quilt.

He walked swaying into the bathroom and took a comfortable bath. Since the alcohol had mostly dissipated with the help of the new attribute, there was bound to be a second half.

Men, after all~

Sometimes they just have to work a little harder.

If you want to play wildly, you first need the capital to play wildly; if you can't soothe or satisfy them, everything is just talk.

When the night was deep and quiet.

Li Luo quietly crossed the corridor and pushed open a door left ajar.

After closing it gently.

He walked in swaggeringly.

Unlike where he was staying, this was just a large bed room; in two or three steps, he saw a scene full of color and fragrance.

In the dim room.

Candlelight flickered.

Huang Shengyi sat boldly on the bed, holding a low-temperature candle in her hand, while Bian Xiao Xiao, that girl, appeared before his eyes in a very alluring posture.

Fair skin.

Intertwined with bright red candle wax.

Seeing this scene, Li Luo felt his heart surge with excitement.

He walked over, unable to wait a moment longer.

He took the candle from her hand.

"Brother Luo~"

Bian Xiaoxiao turned her head and said coquettishly, "Shengyi is bullying me!"

"Smack."

Huang Shengyi slapped her on the backside and said indignantly, "You're the only one who knows how to tattle; haven't you bullied me enough?"

After the crisp sound.

Bian Xiaoxiao's whole body trembled.

Glistening with moisture.

Li Luo couldn't help but smack his lips at the sight.

"You kneel down too."

He rubbed his chin and looked at Huang Shengyi with a grin.

"No~"

Looking at the flickering candle, the Shanghai girl felt a shiver run through her.

"How did you promise me today?"

Li Luo sat down leisurely, weighing the low-temperature candle in his hand, and said unhurriedly, "It's only been a short while; could it be that some people are already going back on their word?"

Huang Shengyi rolled her eyes at him fiercely.

She complied, feeling aggrieved.

Amidst the intermittent soft moans, Huang Shengyi and Bian Xiaoxiao's fingers were tightly interlaced.

【Candlelight flickers in the night, red plum blossoms are fragrant】

【Indulgence successful】

【Reward: Charisma +1】

During the two or three days Li Luo spent indulging himself in Hengdian World Studios.

The Southern Satellite TV entertainment segment officially aired its report on his visit to the set of the Qin Wang Li Shimin production; no one expected that while the Return of the Condor Heroes auditions were being met with a wave of pessimism, he would have the mood to go out and visit a set.

This form of set visiting was very well-received.

There had never been a program like this before that actually thought of having a star visit a set.

The stunned expressions of those actors.

Made the netizens laugh out loud.

As for that line directed at He Rundong, "Don't come over here," it reminded people of that scene with Bu Jingyun in the drama Wind and Cloud.

Some clever folks even made comparison images.

Which made the forum users laugh uncontrollably.

Bian Xiaoxiao's line about telling the teacher also led countless pranksters to flood the forums, calling out on the internet for Li Luo to hurry back to the Beijing Film Academy for class, otherwise, they would really go and tell the teacher.

On the internet, there is never a lack of entertainment spirit.

Especially in the early days of the internet, it was quite free and unrestrained.

On the forums.

It could be said that talent appeared frequently.

Having Li Luo go back to class even formed a small wave; tens of thousands of netizens kept flooding the screens on forums and portals, and everywhere one looked, there were cheerful calls for him to go back to class.

Casual fans joined in the fun too.

To the point that it quickly became an internet catchphrase.

The subsequent reaction was that Bian Xiaoxiao, who shouted this line, quickly entered the public eye.

Even though her works hadn't been released yet.

She became a little popular.

The girl was so happy she couldn't stop smiling on set.

Southern Satellite TV also keenly sensed this, and taking advantage of this trend, they simply established a segment called "Stars Take You to Visit the Set," continuing to extend this heat.

It was also at this time.

Li Luo boarded a plane, taking his small assistant back to Beijing.

"This trip is public."

Wu Yu flipped through the notebook in her hand and quickly briefed him: "The news of you visiting the set has unexpectedly exploded in popularity, so Sister Yue sent the information to several media outlets to take advantage of the momentum and push it further."

"Also."

She dragged her suitcase forward and continued: "I also notified the Beijing fan club; there should be quite a few fans coming to pick you up at the airport."

"Brother Luo, you should prepare yourself mentally."

"Stirring up some heat is good for our Return of the Condor Heroes audition."

Artists aren't afraid of positive or negative news; they're only afraid of having no news at all.

Artists with high discussion levels and good market response will have varying degrees of support, whether in taking on roles or in commercial value.

The conflict with Zhou Xun did indeed make Wu Yu feel worried.

The news coming out recently has been all favorable to Zhou Xun; the production team keeps releasing rumors, first saying the other party's acting skills are extremely exquisite, and then saying Liu Qianqian has no romantic experience and is afraid she won't be able to portray the emotions of Little Dragon Maiden.

That woman.

Is almost a lock for the female lead!

If they don't think of a way elsewhere, the boss's chance of playing Yang Guo will become increasingly slim.

"I know."

Li Luo took out his sunglasses, put them on, and tightened the shoulder bag on his back.

Just as he walked out of the terminal.

He was met with a barrage of camera flashes; the commotion startled the passengers walking out behind him.

Not far away, there was a group of fans holding "Luo" support signs.

Because he was wearing sunglasses.

He faced the cameras with a calm expression and even had the mood to make a V-sign gesture.

Several reporters at the scene rushed forward.

Wanting to conduct an interview.

"Please wait a moment."

Li Luo smiled and nodded, gesturing to the side: "Everyone, please come over here; let's not affect the airport order."

If he weren't an international superstar.

Having five or six reporters on-site for an interview is already considered a pretty good reception.

A dozen or so fans who came to pick him up followed, and the atmosphere at the scene looked quite good.

"Li Luo."

Just as he stopped, a reporter hurriedly extended a microphone: "You just came back from Hengdian World Studios, right? Regarding the comments online about you going back to class, do you have anything to say?"

The other reporters also looked at Li Luo with smiles.

Just thinking about the fact that this guy is still a student made the atmosphere relax inexplicably.

"Hmm."

Taking off his sunglasses, Li Luo looked at the camera with a smile: "I can only say that these people, and my classmate Bian Xiaoxiao, are too bad. If I hadn't asked for leave from my teacher, I probably would have been in trouble upon returning to school."

"Coming back from Hengdian World Studios today."

"Is just to rush back to school for class tomorrow."

"Hahaha."

The reporters, along with the fans behind them, all burst into laughter.

Since he signed Bian Xiaoxiao, Li Luo needs to mention her name more in public; relying solely on his own resources is limited. By making her name known, it will be easier for her to get more roles outside later.

All of this is actually business!

"Are you confident about the Yang Guo audition?"

Another reporter started asking questions with a microphone; this time it was about Return of the Condor Heroes.

Cooperating with the hype is part of the job.

"Of course I am."

Li Luo smiled at the camera and said in a deep voice to the microphone: "As an actor, self-confidence is a must. I feel that my compatibility with the role of Yang Guo is very high."

"Right?"

Stepping aside to look behind him, he gave a brilliant smile to the fans behind: "Who is the Yang Guo in your hearts?"

"Right!"

"Li Luo!!!"

The excited fans reacted extremely quickly, hurriedly shaking their support signs to show their support.

"Zhou Xun holds a different opinion on this."

The reporter next to him started stirring up trouble, saying quickly: "These are her original words: 'Among the male actors auditioning this time, I appreciate Huang Xiaoming and Nie Yuan more; both have presented a very professional level.'"

"I hope to cooperate with them more."

"As for the others, they still need to practice more at school."

Li Luo had also seen this report; although the other party didn't name names, it was almost the same as naming names.

Among the male actors auditioning for Yang Guo.

It seems he is the only one still staying at school.

However, since the final layer of window paper hasn't been torn, one can't directly fall out with her.

Facing the microphones thrust at him, Li Luo smiled and threw out a sentence calmly: "As far as I know, Zhou Xun is not the casting director for the Return of the Condor Heroes production, so there's nothing to respond to."

"I can only say that I also hold a different opinion regarding her different opinion."

"So you won't withdraw from the audition?"

The microphone in the reporter's hand seemed nailed to Li Luo's lips.

"Of course not."

He nodded and said seriously: "Why are you all acting as if I'm already destined to be out? You have too little confidence in me. After all, I am the winner of last year's Top Ten Actors award."

"Whether for myself or for the audience."

"I won't easily retreat."

After answering a few more questions, Li Luo easily parted from the reporters and walked forward with a smile to greet the fans who came to pick him up.

"Brother Luo, you are the Yang Guo in my heart."

"It will definitely be fine."

"Go for it, Brother Luo."

A group of female fans presented flowers and cheered him on one after another.

After Li Luo thanked them repeatedly.

He took photos and signed autographs with them, busy and happy.

After finishing all this, he waved goodbye amidst the reluctant gazes of the fans and strode toward the parking lot.

A formal fan club is still relatively disciplined.

It won't be as crazy as talent show fans.

After satisfying their wishes, Li Luo could naturally get away easily.

He drove the Cherokee.

And headed all the way to the 798 Art District.

He only stepped on the brakes after arriving outside the Small Red Building.

"Mr. Li."

Just as he walked into the glass door, Zhao Xuejing, who was sitting behind the front desk, hurriedly stood up.

"Find a place to put them."

Li Luo placed the two bouquets of flowers in his hand on the front desk and strode toward the second floor: "Liu Xiaoyu, if you have nothing to do, go back and rest. Just keep your phone on 24 hours a day."

Since there's no raise, give more paid leave.

It was like this before anyway.

In the company, apart from Lin Yue, the small assistant who follows him is the busiest.

"Thank you, Brother Luo."

Wu Yu weighed the bouquets of flowers in her hand and looked at the pretty female receptionist: "Xuejing, does the company have glass vases? I'll teach you how to arrange flowers."

"Yes, Sister Yu."

Zhao Xuejing hurriedly picked up the two bouquets and walked out from the front desk happily.

She had been on the job for a while now.

She felt like she had entered a heavenly company; although the salary was at the industry average, it came with social insurance and a housing fund, and usually, she just had to open the company door and make coffee.

When the manager isn't there, she helps answer the phone.

The rest of the time.

Was almost entirely spent slacking off and napping.

Although it seems like there's no business usually, with such a boss, there's almost no need to worry about the risk of unemployment.

For Zhao Xuejing, who has always been a slacker, this company is simply perfect.

Fiddling with the flowers.

Another day passed.

The small receptionist couldn't be happier.

When the two of them took the bouquets to the guest area to handle them, Li Luo knocked on the manager's office door, then sat down on the sofa on his own and laid out the tea set piece by piece:

"What are you drinking?"

"Silver Needle White Tea."

Lin Yue closed the documents and hurriedly stood up: "Forget it, I'll brew it. If I let you do it, you'll ruin my good tea."

"You went out to play for a few days; what did you gain?"

"Actually, I did."

Li Luo simply lay down on the sofa and looked happily at the office lady in a hip-hugging skirt and white shirt walking slowly toward him.

That little waist twisting, it's really something.

"Let's hire another assistant."

Shifting his gaze to the ceiling, he changed the subject.

"Is Liu Xiaoyu not enough for you?"

Lin Yue opened the tea bowl and carefully pinched out a small pinch of tea leaves that looked like needles and were as white as silver.

After being in the industry for this long, she has gradually come into contact with some industry information.

For an actor of Li Luo's level.

Most people have their schedules packed as full as possible—filming, commercials, commercial performances—wishing they could split one day into several, frantically making money while they are still popular, earning as much as they can.

This guy is the opposite; he simply won't take roles he doesn't like.

When he has time.

He'd rather be idle and go out for a stroll.

However, Lin Yue also understands his strategy; those who frantically take roles and commercial performances easily become silent after a few years of explosive popularity. Only by choosing roles with pursuit can a career last longer.

But in this situation, why do you need two assistants?

"It's for someone else."

Li Luo rested his hands behind his head and said leisurely: "You should have been paying attention to the news about me these past few days, right?"

"Of course."

Lin Yue took out a cylindrical transparent glass cup, convenient for appreciating the shape and changing posture of the tea leaves later.

People from Fujian love tea.

They are extremely particular about what utensils they use.

She said this very naturally; as a manager of an agency, paying attention to industry dynamics every day is normal work, even though there is only one slacker artist and one artist in training under her.

But it doesn't affect Lin Yue entering work mode.

"That classmate of mine."

Li Luo looked at Manager Lin and nodded: "She wants to sign with my studio. Prepare a contract for her in the next two days; after she finishes filming, sign the contract."

"The assistant is for her; hire them back in advance."

"Find a good one."

"Don't be afraid to spend money."

Yawning, he continued: "This classmate of mine has already acted in a small-budget movie, filmed Divine Physician Hero with me, and is now filming Qin Wang Li Shimin, as well as World's Number One."

"After signing her, she can help the company make money immediately."

"You don't have to be idle waiting for Wang Ou; with Bian Xiaoxiao's qualifications, she can go audition for some supporting roles."

"Hmm."

"That's the gain."

Lin Yue's hand movements paused slightly, and she looked at Li Luo in surprise.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

Actors like this who already have certain qualifications are quite sought after in the market.

At least for a small agency like theirs.

There is a great need.

Every drama involves a large number of roles.

Some of these roles are decided in advance, for example, those who bring capital into the production, or those who have connections with the production team's leadership, but there are also some that need to be auditioned for properly.

After all, the investment in a drama often involves tens of millions in funds.

No one dares to joke with this money.

If all the actors in the production team were connected, who knows what kind of nonsense would be filmed.

There must be some serious actors to play supporting roles to ensure the lower limit of the drama.

And these supporting roles.

For those actors without any background, they are opportunities.

For an actor like Bian Xiaoxiao who has participated in big productions and is a major supporting role with significant screen time, and is also from one of the three major academies, her resume will be very eye-catching to the casting director.

"There's such a good thing?"

Lin Yue continued the tea-brewing action and asked with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, she's your friend, right?"

"Right."

Li Luo didn't deny it and nodded: "I already said we are classmates. I helped her get the roles in these two dramas. You can start the contract with a 60/40 split."

"The subsidy can be waived."

"Sign a long-term contract as well; the rest is about the same as Wang Ou's."

Although it's business as usual.

But as long as one is human, one cannot avoid the influence of emotions.

So Li Luo can give Bian Xiaoxiao a higher split, but other things should be handled as they should be.

"No problem."

Lin Yue poured the water into the glass cup, watching the silver needles tossing up and down.

The company expanding.

Is always a good thing.

One cannot rely on just one person to make money.

"Assistant training must keep up."

Li Luo thought of something and added: "Protecting the artist's physical and mental safety is the top priority. You should be the same when you go out to discuss cooperation; reject all unreasonable requests."

"That goes without saying."

Lin Yue smiled and looked at Li Luo with deep meaning: "This female classmate, your relationship is not ordinary, right?"

"Manager Lin."

Li Luo glanced at her and said nonchalantly: "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask. Do you want to experience the company's rules and regulations again?"

"Hmph~"

Manager Lin twisted her butt unnaturally and said stubbornly: "Experience it then!"

This guy.

He really uses force when he spanks.

But that feeling, I strangely look forward to it.

The tea was poured out, and bursts of fragrance quietly spread in the office.

After having a good cup of tea with Lin Yue, Li Luo left the company alone and drove toward the Beijing Film Academy, but he didn't go to the school; instead, he arrived at an old building nearby.

Putting on a mask.

He walked all the way up the old stairs.

The sounds of people practicing their vocal cords echoed around, and others were modulating their tones, reciting poems with deep emotion.

Near the Beijing Film Academy.

There are countless performing arts training institutions.

The place where Li Luo is is a place recommended by Teacher Huo Xuan.

Many of the instructors are from the Beijing Film Academy.

The professional level is quite guaranteed.

Although it costs more, at least one can learn real things, not some wild ways from outside. Wang Ou's training for several months is taking place here.

It's been two or three months; I have to come and see how the progress is going.

Arriving at the third floor, he walked along the corridor.

There are really quite a few people here.

As long as it's related to performance, they are learning everything.

Constantly searching.

Li Luo's footsteps stopped quickly.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

Inside was a spacious dance studio; the form teacher was constantly keeping the beat, and a dozen or so students below were doing the movements seriously, not even noticing the sweat dripping down.

Some are old, some are young.

These people are either sent by agencies for training, or are aiming for the art exam, or are small actors paying for their own learning.

The goal is quite consistent: they all want to have better development on the acting path.

Wang Ou's figure was among them.

Li Luo walked in from the back door and sat down quietly on the bench in the corner of the classroom.

Like him, there were quite a few people there.

Some waiting for their turn.

Some friends coming to pick people up.

Or agencies coming to understand the situation.

As long as you don't act too lecherous and don't disturb the teaching order, generally no one will drive you away. Practicing is for people to see, and in the subtle influence, one can also hone the students' on-site psychology.

Li Luo's gaze fell on Wang Ou.

The practice clothes were quite cool.

The black camisole was almost like a swimsuit, exposing a large area of skin on her back, covered in sweat. Sunlight fell on her from the window outside, and the sweat beads were crystal clear.

And on her lower body, she wore tight-fitting white tights.

Her body curves were undoubtedly revealed.

Form classes and dance classes are mostly dressed like this; after all, you have to correct the form, so what's the point of dressing modestly?

Li Luo was also accustomed to it.

There are similar courses at school.

The dozen or so people practicing were all above average in appearance, with Wang Ou being the most outstanding; her figure and temperament were top-notch. This is also normal, as the other party participated in two beauty pageants.

One championship, one Miss Photogenic.

It would be strange if she weren't outstanding.

"Continue, five, six, seven, eight, jump!"

The form teacher's words were constant, and as her palms clapped heavily, the dozen or so youthful and beautiful girls lifted their long legs and leaped forward together, which was a sight that couldn't be more pleasing to Li Luo.

"OK."

The teacher clapped her hands and encouraged loudly: "Wang Ou's performance is very good; the rest of you continue to work hard."

"Thank you, teacher."

A group of girls applauded each other and bowed to the form teacher to thank her.

At this point.

The form class ended.

The entire dance studio suddenly became noisy; some were resting on the spot, some were stretching their sore bodies, and others were preparing to take their things and leave to clear the venue for the next class.

Wang Ou held her knees with both hands and panted slightly.

Sweat slid down her cheeks.

And dripped onto the floor along her clean chin.

Tired!

Her whole body was tired.

The courses were packed, and she could only rest one day a week.

This is bearable.

But ever since the company opened, Wang Ou felt as if she had been forgotten; apart from day and night training, she could never see anyone from the company.

If it weren't for the living subsidy that arrived on time, she would have suspected that she had been abandoned by the company.

This kind of spiritual emptiness really made her feel tormented.

Gritting her teeth, she wiped the sweat off her face.

Preparing to pack her things and leave.

"Hello."

Just then, a figure appeared in front of her.

"Hello."

Wang Ou looked confused.

The man standing in front of her was of medium height, with a round face, short hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a scholarly appearance.

"Your name is Wang Ou, right?"

The man adjusted his glasses and smiled kindly: "My name is Du Yingze, a junior in the Literature Department of the Beijing Film Academy. Actually, I have been observing you for a while and feel that you contain an inner beauty."

"That kind of beauty is very explosive."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Wang Ou heard this and smiled, taking a step back.

"This is my student ID."

Du Yingze saw her like this and smiled, taking out his ID from his pocket: "I'm not a liar; I really see a charm in you that no one else has, so I came over to say hello."

Literature Department.

Always gives a high-end feeling.

Plus the other party is from the Beijing Film Academy, so for students training in the institution, there is a natural sense of trust.

The moment she saw the ID, Wang Ou became much more relaxed.

"Thank you."

She smiled again.

Her body language no longer had a defensive psychology.

"It's like this."

Du Yingze pushed his glasses again and said with a smile: "Please allow me to be more direct. Actually, I've been having a headache about something recently; the school gave us a small assignment."

"Need to capture a touch of beauty through the lens."

Du Yingze said with some excitement: "Then turn this beauty into words, and finally into a wonderful script, but I can never find the feeling I want, until I accidentally saw you practicing dance a few days ago."

"The way you stepped lightly in the sunlight."

He took a deep breath and looked at Wang Ou appreciatively: "Deeply amazed my soul. After considering it for a few days, I finally gathered the courage."

"I don't know if I have the honor to let you be my female lead?"

"Look."

Noticing Wang Ou's hesitant expression, he hurriedly took out a digital camera from his backpack: "I've looked for many, many people, but I can never find the feeling I want; it's too vulgar, too lacking in spirit."

"Mediocre, still mediocre."

As his fingers pressed, photo after photo flipped across the screen.

Inside there.

Were all girls with decent looks.

They wore sexy clothes and posed in various ways in front of the lens.

"All mediocre."

After flipping through five or six photos, Du Yingze's fingers stopped, and he looked at Wang Ou firmly: "And in you, there is a unique charm, a spirit that hasn't been developed yet."

Literature Department, script, female lead.

Each sentence completely made Wang Ou dizzy.

Compared with the girls in the camera, a kind of transcendent superiority arose in her heart, wondering if she really possessed such a spirit.

Making it so that if she didn't agree to the other party's request now.

It would be like committing some crime.

"How mediocre?"

As a voice sounded, Du Yingze's digital camera was snatched away: "Let me see, how about it?"

"Huh?"

Although the man who snatched the camera was wearing a mask, Wang Ou recognized him happily at a glance.

"What are you doing?"

Unlike before, Du Yingze's face suddenly became terrified.

After a sharp shout, he hurriedly grabbed at the digital camera in Li Luo's hand: "You are too impolite; hurry up and return the thing to me."

He originally wanted to make a joke and help Wang Ou drive away the fly.

But this panicked expression made Li Luo choose to push him away, his fingers pressing the digital camera rapidly.

"What are you doing!!!"

Du Yingze discovered that Li Luo was operating the camera and was suddenly furious.

He pounced forward with a ferocious face.

Where was the scholarly appearance from just now?

"Damn it!"

A curse sounded in the dance studio, and then Li Luo kicked out like lightning, the sole of his shoe whistling through the air, hitting the chest of this bespectacled man heavily.

Thanks to Brother Liang Renwen for the 10,000 point reward, thank you!