Feng Mang

e information that there will be a major production team coming to recruit people tomorrow!” Li Shang looked at him in disdain, “Just how addicted are you to acting to be neglecting your girlfriend like this?” “This is not about being addicted to acting.” Han Dong let out a sigh, “I can’t always make a young lady like her sleep on my inflatable bed, can I? I wouldn’t really bother If it was those women before but Nan Zhen is different from them.
I actually want to work hard this time; I want to settle down and have a proper job.” It was the first time Li Shang saw the profound helplessness that was hidden behind Han Dong’s unruly mask.
It was as if he could see the word “responsibility” engraved between his brows, firm and unyielding.
His heart touched, he patted on Han Dong’s shoulder and said, “This lady is indeed not bad.
Try your best!” At half-past five in the morning the next day, the entrance of the Northern Film Studio was already packed with people.
“Seems like there really is a major film production today.
There are so many people…” Li Shang sighed.
Han Dong remained silent as his eyes were drawn to the pretty ladies like a hook.
Li Shang poked him, “Be more conscientious! Have you forgotten who you’re here for?” “I’m only making her feel shameful through my gaze.
Who’s asking her to wear so little? How shameful!” Li Shang said nothing.
The main entrance to the Northern Film Studio opened suddenly and the crowd rushed over immediately.
Li Shang rushed over too, while Han Dong followed behind unhurriedly.
“Disperse! Those who won’t stop squeezing forward can all get lost now! Get in line and stand properly at arm’s length!” Han Dong had mingled here for five years so he knew all the big and small casting managers.
This unfamiliar person had an obviously different attitude from the others; he was most likely sent here specifically by the production team.
It seemed like they were going to cast for a “big role”.
The casting manager went through the people row by row, not finding anyone that was to his liking even after five to six rows.
Finally, his gaze fixed on Li Shang and backed up three steps to size him up carefully.
His gaze strayed away slightly and landed on Han Dong, who was standing behind, and his gaze never returned.
“You’ll do.”

———- Translator’s note:

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