The little fairy who is about to wear a baby is pregnant again

Chapter 472: The 8th-tier stunning little internet celebrity + the second generation of the wealthy

"Sorry for the wait. Please follow me."

Secretary Tu led the way, and Ruan Ruan took the elevator all the way to the top floor.

The wide space was divided by frosted glass and was brightly lit. Without looking around, she was led to a glass door.

Secretary Tu knocked on the door and then retreated. When Ruan Ruan heard the familiar low voice coming from inside, she gently pushed the door open and walked in.

The man leaned back on the sofa, his thin lips smiling, his eyes narrow and long. He clearly had a lazy attitude, but his eyes were cold and sharp, like a bird of prey, with a somewhat cold, arrogant, lonely, yet compelling aura.

The moment Ruan Ruan's eyes met his, she felt so burned that she looked away.

"Hello, Mr. Shen."

"Ms. Ruan, I thought you would come yesterday."

Ruan Ruan lowered her eyelashes: "Something happened yesterday and delayed me. Is Mr. Shen in a hurry now?"

"Yes, a little, but Miss Ruan is worth me turning down the rest of my work." Shen Huaiting chuckled and stood up and moved closer.

The light scent of male perfume lingered at the tip of her nose, and Ruan Ruan held her breath for a moment. He suddenly bent down, and his tall nose bridge got closer to her face, almost touching it. Just as she was about to step back, he pulled away.

"Please forgive me, Miss Ruan, but newcomers are not allowed to wear makeup during the interview."

This sentence can be considered an explanation.

Ruan Ruan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and touched her face.

Her original body's cosmetics were all bought for the sake of cheapness, and she threw most of them away after moving to the hotel. Now she doesn't even have a lipstick.

She took out her resume, looked up at the man, and asked, "Mr. Shen, what are the conditions for the company to recruit new people? I am very interested in Xingyao."

"Your appearance is very suitable, but being an actor requires acting skills. I wonder if Miss Ruan has ever received training in this area."

Ruan Ruan shook her head honestly: "After graduating from high school, I worked as an extra in a film and television studio for a few months. I wonder if this experience counts?"

"In that case, follow me to the audition room."

Shen Huaiting pulled his suit jacket closer, and Ruan Ruan followed him all the way to the backstage of the audition room.

There were several other girls with outstanding looks waiting inside. The moment they saw Ruan Ruan come in, they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, and a subtle atmosphere of rejection arose.

Ruan Ruan found a seat in a corner and sat down. After the girls in front of her were called away one by one, her name was finally called.

"Next, Miss Ruan Ruan, get ready." The assistant pushed open the door and a formal voice sounded.

Ruan Ruan took a deep breath, straightened her back and walked in.

The audition room was smaller than she had imagined. Behind three long tables opposite the stage sat several judges, with Shen Huaiting in the center. The sunlight shone in through the French windows, gilding the outline of his face.

"Hello, judges. My name is Ruan Ruan. I am 19 years old and have been a group performer for half a year." Her voice was clear and melodious, with a hint of childishness.

The judges looked at each other.

This girl was not on the audition list, and was brought in by Mr. Shen. For a moment, no one spoke. Finally, the female judge next to Shen Huaiting whispered, "Mr. Shen, this is the last one."

"Just try it normally."

Shen Huaiting handed her the information in his hand. The female judge cleared her throat and looked at Ruan Ruan: "Ms. Ruan, you are not from a professional background. Can you tell me why you chose Xingyao?"

Ruan Ruan felt the judges' eyes scanning her body like x-rays, and she subconsciously tensed her back: "Because Xingyao is known for training actors, not creating traffic stars, I want to be a real actor."

The female judge smiled and said sharply: "You have a good appearance, you can get ahead faster if you go for traffic or a girl group. Actors need a long time to polish themselves, are you willing to sacrifice your youth?"

Ruan Ruan was startled, and glanced at Shen Huaiting from the corner of her eyes, and said firmly: "I believe in my own efforts, and I also believe in Xingyao's ability to create gods."

Not only did he praise himself, but he also praised Xingyao Entertainment.

Shen Huaiting curled the corners of his mouth and felt amused in his heart, what a little flatterer.

Several judges also smiled, showing high emotional intelligence and good reaction ability.

The female judge nodded and said, "There is a piece of paper on the ground. Take a look at it first and try to perform it in three minutes."

Ruan Ruan picked up the piece of paper. The text was a clip of the princess confronting her husband after he rebelled and killed the emperor and empress on the day of her wedding.

After checking it twice, Ruan Ruan silently adjusted her mood.

Seeing her lower her head, the room instantly became quiet.

The moment she opened her eyes again, she looked at the ground, her eyes full of astonishment and panic, and said in a very light voice: "My family... my father, my mother... my family, were killed by your own hands."

No one was talking to her. After a few pauses, she raised her eyes with a cold light: "From today on, this is your grave."

She suddenly raised her hand, took a few steps forward, and with a flash of cold light in her sleeve, she used the paper as a blade and pressed it against Shen Huaiting's throat in front of the astonished eyes of the judges. Her voice trembled with anger and indignation: "You are wrong, I have never been a lamb to be slaughtered."

Shen Huaiting narrowed his eyes slightly, and with his eyes he stopped the person who was about to step forward. He did not say a word and cooperated with her actions.

The short blade on her neck moved closer, and the girl said in a cold voice: "Do you think I would be stupid enough to marry you without any precautions?" She applied force with her fingertips, and the short blade cut through her flesh.

"This knife is for my father."

Then, he cut it an inch deeper, "This knife is for my mother."

With every cut she made, the changes in her eyes were clearly presented to the judges, and everyone was involuntarily drawn into her emotions of pain and hatred.

Shen Huaiting was the one who faced her emotions directly. When he met such a heartbroken look, his heart ached uncontrollably for a moment.

Finally, she staggered, pushed with the short blade, pierced her throat, and whispered in tears: "This knife... is for my misplaced sincerity."

As the last tears rolled down her eyes, she fell to her knees with a thud.

The judges seemed to wake up from a dream. They seemed to have really seen the scene of flickering candlelight and corpses everywhere.

"Good! Very good."

The female judges were the first to applaud.

It was rare to come across such a talented newcomer, and she could already foresee a rising star.

Ruan Ruan wiped her tears, calmed down, stood up and bowed to everyone, and apologized to Shen Huaiting solemnly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I lost control of my emotions just now."

Shen Huaiting withdrew his fingers and was about to help her up the moment she fell, but was awakened by the applause from the female judges.

"It's okay." He touched his neck, and the sharp edge of the paper scratched his skin, causing a pain. He praised, "You are very talented."

Ruan Ruan's face lit up with joy, but before she could be happy, she saw the man curl his lips and turned to say to her, "You guys go out first. Miss Ruan and I will talk alone."

The judges looked at each other and left quietly. The sound of the door closing made Ruan Ruan's heartbeat suddenly accelerate.