"I’m not sure if Li Xingwan can pass teacher Yang’s audition."
"It feels role is just a rivalry between the two of them."
"She’s just become popular through a reality show. I doubt she stands a chance against teacher Yang."
"Teacher Yang’s acting is beyond question."
Chen Ming and the director sat in front of the monitor. "Either of you can go first."
What they mainly looked at was acting skill. It wasn’t just about beauty.
And this part, it’s the Princess fleeing from the city walls. Turning back to see the pursuers. Her clothing torn off, and she desperately runs again, ending up a plaything in their hands!
Acting that’s too overdone won’t work. And if it’s too shallow, it won’t convey the depth needed.
"Let Teacher Yang go first," Li Xingwan said proactively.
Yang Qinglin glanced at her. She knew her place, at least.
Going on stage, she had also memorized the lines. And her grasp of the lines had been praised by everyone online.
After calming her heart and mind for a moment, when she faced the camera again, she immediately showed a look of panic and desperation.
"Save me! Save me! Father! Father!" She ran as if her life depended on it, lifting her dress with both hands, and instantly, a sense of shattering emerged.
"Father, save me!" Under the terror, she suddenly fell. Her clothing and dress were torn. She screamed in alarm, her little face pale as death.
"Father!" The Princess got up and ran again, with a huge piece of her skirt torn off, leaving her back exposed. Miserable. Surrounded by the stench of blood and the mocking laughter of the soldiers.
Running down the city steps, she thought she was heading towards life. But unexpectedly, she collided with a man as tall as a horse, cold and merciless.
A segment of the audition ended, winning applause from the entire audience.
"Teacher Yang truly deserves her reputation. Her acting really is beyond question."
"She’s the perfect fallen Princess."
"Absolutely! This role could belong to no one but Teacher Yang!"
Upon hearing these comments, Yang Qinglin wore an extremely smug expression, rising slowly from the ground. "Thank you for the flattering words."
"No, no, don’t be humble, Teacher Yang. We’re just stating the truth."
"Exactly, who in the industry wouldn’t acknowledge Teacher Yang’s acting skills?"
"Just now, I was truly astounded by Teacher Yang’s acting. She was running in place, but it felt like she was really running into the distance."
"Teacher Yang, I think we might as well not bother with the audition. Compared to you, we’d just get crushed."
Everyone stepped back, feeling like they probably had no shot at the role.
Only Li Xingwan remained standing in the front, waiting for her turn to audition.
"Miss Li, why don’t you step down too?" someone suggested at her side. "To avoid being the subject of laughter later."
Li Xingwan looked back at the person. "If I don’t give it a try, how will I ever know the outcome?"
"What a resolve, ’not knowing the outcome without giving it a try’." Zhao Kaiyi, who had been provoked by Yang Qinglin earlier, entered from outside. "Then let me also see the result of this audition."
She walked into the venue and sat next to Chen Ming. "Teacher Chen, may I watch?"
Chen Ming looked at her. "Of course. It’s good that Teacher Zhao can also help me see which performance will be more thrilling."
"As long as Teacher Chen doesn’t mind," said Zhao Kaiyi, then turned her gaze to Li Xingwan. "Miss Li, please begin."
Li Xingwan didn’t know Zhao Kaiyi, but she could feel a few strands of ill will emanating from her nonetheless.