C30 China's Entertainment Leader

It wasn't Shen Yi who was bragging. Someone who had even gotten an Oscar... She was truly not afraid of these small skirmishes. With her previous status and acting skills, it would be a bit of a waste for her to participate in a single director's first work.

The door of the dance studio opened and an average-looking man in a suit walked out with a folder in his hand. With a cold expression, he pursed his thin lips tightly, scaring quite a number of people in an instant. The originally restless and noisy crowd immediately quieted down.

"Thank you for taking the time to participate in the audition for Escape. Now, let me announce your names. Everyone, stand in line. Later, you will enter one by one according to the sequence."

He did not look at the reactions of the crowd. He picked up the folder in his hand and started to read the names. His tone was cold and indifferent, and no one dared to say anything. They quickly went over and stood still. When the team was formed, Shen Yi realized that she was actually the last one. Looking forward, there were at least fifty of them. Even if everyone only went in for five minutes, if there were no accidents along the way, it would still take four hours.

Shen Yi waved at Nan Zhen and asked in a low voice. : "Am I backstage?"

Nan Zhen raised his eyebrows. "Strictly speaking, it doesn't count."

What did he mean?

"Strictly speaking, Escape is considered to be at its peak. The script was written by a newly signed screenwriter at its peak, and the director was also an old man at its peak. Actors... " Nan Zhen glanced at the dozens of men and women in front of Shen Yi and raised his eyebrows slightly. " Actors are also the artistes who prioritize Flourishing Entertainment. The selection this time is only the first round within Flourishing Entertainment. The second round is basically some unimportant small roles. I will be signing the contract with Glory in three months. Of course, you have to come with me. So you're now considered half a flourishing artiste."

Shen Yi subconsciously frowned. Previously, Shen Yi did not ask Nan Zhen about the intention of signing a company in the future. Originally, this was not much to her. Nan Zhen was a professional manager. He could help her filter out the best plan to pave the way for her future. However, his decision for her made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Prosperous is the leading company in China's entertainment industry, and it is also known as the cradle of China's Heavenly King. With your conditions, you can definitely develop to the peak of your career." Nan Zhen saw Shen Yi frown and explained.

Shen Yi looked at it and did not continue to ponder over the twists and turns. She nodded and continued to read the text.

Perhaps they had known each other for a long time and turned a blind eye to Shen Yi, this "outsider." Furthermore, she looked like she was addicted to her own world. It was obvious that she was not easy to get along with. So when they gathered in twos and threes to discuss the details of the plot, they tacitly avoided Shen Yi.

"Don't you care?" Nan Zhen suddenly said.

Shen Yi looked up at the messy group and the long distance between them. She shook her head and did not say anything.

She did not care, or it could be said that she did not see anyone with eyes, so she did not need to spend any effort on them, much less care about them.

Nan Zhen saw Shen Yi's reaction and knew that his plan of coming to the company ahead of time to let her get familiar with the artistes had gone down the drain.

The sun set early at the end of winter and early spring. When the lights in the building lit up, the long line of people finally left.

Shen Yi occasionally lifted her eyes to look at the faces of the people who came out of the audition. Most of them were worried or nervous. They did not find any obvious joy or disappointment. It seemed that the jury did not give them a clear answer.

It was finally the last one.

Shen Yi handed the Walkman and bag to Nan Zhen. She raised her hand and pushed open the heavy wooden door of the dance room.