Chapter 28

Huang Weide gritted his teeth.

He had been in this circle for so long and knew too well the attitude of the directors and producers now.

If he didn't fight for it, this role would have nothing to do with him.

Huang Weide stood up, took a stack of papers from the bag he was carrying, walked to the director, and handed them over.

Those were the homework he had done for the role of Prince Yu during this time—his insights into the role, psychological analysis, and character biography, written densely over a dozen pages.

"Director, these are some of my understandings of the role of Prince Yu."

Several directors were stunned, exchanged glances with the producers, read through them, and nodded.

But the director didn't make a decision immediately; instead, he looked at Zhou Jin.

"What is your understanding of Prince Yu?"

Zhou Jin had also taken notes during this time and had put a lot of effort into studying the role of Prince Yu.

Zhou Jin pondered for a while and said: "The role of Prince Yu is an ambitious prince on the surface, with ruthless means and deep schemes, but I understand that his background color is actually loneliness. He is the Empress's adopted son and has known since childhood that he is not the legitimate heir, carrying an inherent sense of insecurity in his bones."

"He wants to prove that he is stronger than anyone else, wants to prove that being chosen as the Empress's adopted son was not his luck, but his ability. Prince Yu's attitude toward Qin Bore is also very subtle..."

Several directors were slightly surprised after listening.

Zhou Jin's understanding of Prince Yu was from a very special angle, not the kind of superficial villain interpretation, but truly touching the background color of this character's inner heart.

The satisfaction on Director Kong's face could no longer be hidden.

Huang Weide stood to the side, and after listening to Zhou Jin's words, he was also somewhat surprised.

Clearly, Zhou Jin was not a vase, but had put in a lot of hard work.

Huang Weide raised his head, saw the satisfied expression on the director's face, and his expression slowly dimmed.

Director Kong and the others discussed for a while, and finally turned to Huang Weide, their tone very polite and very direct: "Sorry, we have discussed it, and this role might not be very suitable for you."

Huang Weide nodded bitterly, not saying much.

He looked at Zhou Jin silently, then turned and left the conference room.

Director Kong looked at Zhou Jin and said with a smile: "Congratulations, the role of Prince Yu is yours."

Zhou Jin was pleasantly surprised in his heart, but didn't reveal too much on his face, and nodded to the director.

"Thank you, Director."

Then he turned and left the conference room.

Bai Lu and Meng Ziyi had been waiting at the door. Seeing him come out, the two immediately greeted him, their eyes fixed on him.

"How was it?" Meng Ziyi asked nervously.

"Of course I passed."

Bai Lu and Meng Ziyi showed expressions of envy at the same time.

Meng Ziyi opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed the words back.

Soon it was Wang Ou's turn to audition.

After she came out, the staff called Meng Ziyi's number.

When Meng Ziyi stood up, she looked back at Zhou Jin and Bai Lu, squeezed out a smile, and then walked quickly into the conference room.

Not long after, Meng Ziyi came out.

Meng Ziyi's eyes were red, her voice somewhat hoarse: "Woohoo, the director said I'm not suitable for the role of Qin Bore, but he said I can guest star in other roles in the drama."

Bai Lu reached out and patted her shoulder to comfort her.

Soon, Bai Lu's number was called.

Meng Ziyi wiped the corner of her eye, looked at Bai Lu with teary eyes, and said forcefully: "Good luck."

Bai Lu took a deep breath, stood up, pushed the door, and walked into the conference room.

About half an hour later, Bai Lu came out.

Meng Ziyi's emotions came quickly and went quickly; she couldn't see that she had just cried at all at this moment.

Meng Ziyi rushed up concernedly and asked: "Meng Yan, how was it?"

"The director said I passed the first round, and in a few days, the whole crew will try on makeup, and then they will decide whether I or Wang Ou are more suitable."

Zhou Jin said with a smile: "Congratulations."

Meng Ziyi hugged Bai Lu's arm and said with a smile: "Congratulations to you."

Her own failure was indeed sad, but the success of her best friend was even sadder.

Meng Ziyi hugged Bai Lu's arm, laughing and laughing, her eyes red again.

Bai Lu looked at her and opened her mouth: "Zi Yi..."

Meng Ziyi wiped her tears and waved her hand, saying: "Woohoo, it doesn't matter, it's my acting that's bad. I even brought capital into the crew and still didn't succeed, it has nothing to do with you, woohoo..."

Zhou Jin looked at Meng Ziyi's appearance of crying and talking, somewhat helpless, turned to Bai Lu and said: "Meng Yan, you should book a hotel room with Zi Yi tonight, you can take care of each other."

"Mm-hmm." Bai Lu nodded.

After sending the two women back to the hotel room, Zhou Jin's phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw it was a message from Yang Mi.

"How was the audition?"

"You know my acting and this face; easily handled."

A few seconds after the message was sent, Yang Mi sent a photo.

Yang Mi, wearing black silk, was sitting on the hotel bed.

She was wearing a black camisole with a very low collar, revealing a piece of plump and snow-white skin inside.

As expected of Da Mimi, this figure was too hot, too criminal.

Zhou Jin zoomed in on the photo and looked at it for several seconds, the fire in his heart suddenly rushing up.

He couldn't wait to rush over now and toss Da Mimi around fiercely.

The phone vibrated again.

"XX Hotel, room number 6213, come over at eight tonight, washing clean and waiting for you."

Zhou Jin just sent a Young and Dangerous "Jing Kun" emoji: "I have a big temper."

Time passed quickly, and eight o'clock passed in a flash.

Zhou Jin stood at the door of Yang Mi's room, just sent a message, and the door opened.

Yang Mi stood in the door, wearing a wine-red silk bathrobe, not wearing underwear, and Zhou Jin could see the snow-white skin inside through the silk.

The fire Zhou Jin had been holding for several days was instantly ignited by Da Mimi.

He didn't say a word, reached out directly to hug her into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Yang Mi was pressed against the door frame by him, her hands wrapped around his waist, responding passionately.

Zhou Jin bent down, picked Yang Mi up in a princess carry, walked into the room, and threw her onto the bed.

"Ah!"

Yang Mi exclaimed, her body sinking into the soft bed, the hem of her bathrobe flipping up, revealing a section of fair thighs.

Half an hour later.

Zhou Jin leaned against the head of the bed, Yang Mi curled up in his arms, her face rubbing against his chest, like a satisfied cat.

Her breathing hadn't fully stabilized, two flushes of red on her cheeks, a few strands of hair wet with sweat sticking to the side of her face.

Zhou Jin looked down at her and tentatively opened his mouth: "Mi-jie, I have one thing to ask of you."

Yang Mi responded lazily: "What is it?"

"Do you remember the last time we parted in Hengdian, you bit..."

Yang Mi's brows furrowed.

She raised her face, deliberately looking at Zhou Jin with cold eyes.

It was just that her face still had the flush that hadn't faded, her hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks, and this expression really had no deterrent power.

Seeing she hadn't suppressed Zhou Jin, she pushed Zhou Jin away and said shyly and angrily: "Give up that idea; I already said last time that was the last time."

Zhou Jin looked at her and suddenly changed the subject: "Mi-jie, when you came to find me in Yanjing last time, you were angry when you saw the women's shoes at the door because you thought I lied to you, right?"

"Hmph."

Yang Mi turned her face away and didn't speak.

Zhou Jin reached out to hold her face, pulled it back gently, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "Mi-jie, I like you."

"I know you hate being lied to the most. I promise you, I will never lie to you."

Yang Mi looked at him blankly.

Her thoughts suddenly became very complex.

It was as if something had melted in her heart.

【Detected top-tier female star Yang Mi has developed feelings of love for you, entering the third stage. Reward: Random Advanced Entry x1, Luck Card x1, Entry Upgrade Card x1.】

Zhou Jin's eyes lit up. He guessed that the rewards would increase after the relationship advanced, but he didn't expect so many, so exaggerated. But now was not the time to check the rewards.

"Mi-jie?" He called out tentatively.

Yang Mi came back to her senses, pulled the quilt to the front of her bed somewhat nervously, and glared at Zhou Jin fiercely:

"You just said you wouldn't lie to me, but last time you said it was the last time yourself."

"Mi-jie, we are both educated people. How can things between educated people be called lying?"

Zhou Jin didn't change his expression, "And just now during the big ball game, didn't Mi-jie also say a lot of begging and conceding words, like calling me brother, like letting me use more..."

"You!"

Yang Mi reached out to cover his mouth anxiously, her face so red it seemed like it was about to burn.

"I said don't mention it again!"

She took a deep breath, stared at Zhou Jin for several seconds, and finally, as if she had made up her mind, her whole body relaxed.

"Really fell for you."

Zhou Jin immediately got into the quilt and kissed her on the lips.

Yang Mi pushed Zhou Jin away in "disgust," then rolled her eyes at him, hesitated, wrapped herself in the quilt, and brushed the scattered, obstructive hair behind her head.

Zhou Jin took a hair tie he had prepared long ago from the bedside table and handed it to her.

"Mi-jie, it's more convenient to tie it up."

Yang Mi looked at the hair tie, her eyes widened instantly.

This dog man, he was prepared!