The dance that Aunt meticulously choreographed for her was criticized as worthless!
Gu Pinting’s face was almost turning green.
"Who, who are you? What gives you the right to misinterpret the director’s critique of me?"
Xi Langyue glanced at her contemptuously: "Based on my twenty years of dancing experience since I was three. Oh, sorry, for you, it’s judging ugliness."
Don’t be fooled by Xi Langyue’s clumsy doting on his sister; when it comes to snapping back at others, he’s like a Little Cannon.
Not to mention the fan club standing behind him, even many female celebrities waiting outside are his staunch fans:
"My brother has been professionally dancing for twenty years. He’s danced more steps than you’ve eaten rice grains, so his critique is definitely authoritative."
"If you don’t even know my brother, what are you doing in the entertainment industry?"
"In front of my brother, your dance is just showing off like an amateur and learning to walk in Handan!"
Streams of mocking laughs followed.
It was then that Gu Pinting realized that this cool and handsome young man was none other than the current street dance champion, Xi Langyue.
Xi Langyue is her relative, isn’t he?
His biological mom is her actual aunt!
This relationship was mentioned by Grandpa at least eighty if not a hundred times last night.
Yet meeting on set today, Xi Langyue actually publicly shamed her?
Gu Pinting angrily looked at Xi Zuzi in the hallway, who was still playing with her smartwatch: it must be this county-town girl who tattled, causing Xi Langyue to be so harsh on her.
She couldn’t help but soften her voice: "Brother Lang Yue..."
Who would have thought.
Xi Langyue kept a stern face, frowning: "Who’s your brother? Don’t forge relationships."
Gu Pinting guessed wrong.
He wasn’t snapping at her dance because of Xi Zuzi’s complaints; he genuinely thought Gu Pinting danced badly and couldn’t help but tell the truth.
"Yeah, don’t forge relationships. This is my second brother, not yours!" Xi Rubao poked her head in from outside the door.
She didn’t have the audition qualifications to come in, but that didn’t stop her from mocking Gu Pinting:
"Oh my, Miss Gu, you call yourself a socialite, yet you can’t even afford some decent powder? Your face is peeling in two layers, unable to hide that sallow complexion of yours!"
Gu Pinting, almost collapsing from Xi Rubao’s ridicule, was shocked and quickly pulled out her small mirror.
This glance was troubling.
Her face, which was supposed to be beautified to a rosy white by the Jade Bracelet, had somehow turned several shades yellower, so much so that the powder couldn’t even cover this dreary complexion.
Even worse, right in the middle of her face, the place she had been itching and scratched earlier, two large pimples had emerged!
They stood out like two jokes on display.
No wonder Director Ma criticized her so coldly earlier; her expression, appearance, and even skin tone were all wrong!
How could Nuwa have two huge pimples?
Gu Pinting felt like dying; was this long-anticipated audition opportunity ruined just like that?!
"Director, I, I might have stayed up too late memorizing lines last night, lost sleep all night, which is why I’m not in good shape and broke out. Don’t worry, I can fix it; my skin is actually good..." Follow current novels on novel-fire.net
She explained, unwilling to give up.
Who would have thought.
Ma Xiaogang’s gaze was no longer on her.
Instead, it was fixated outside the glass door, on a white shade!
He murmured softly, gradually revealing an ecstatic look: "This is indeed the feeling... just this feeling... My god, I was wondering why Nuwa’s image in my mind was so specific and familiar, yet it was her... that gave me the inspiration, and I didn’t realize it! Zuzi, you’re truly an inspirational Muse!"
Xi Zuzi was lazily leaning against Bao Gucheng’s side, her slender fingers swiping on the smartwatch, bored out of her mind waiting for Xi Langyue’s audition result.