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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7: Acting Opposite

Tong Yan suddenly realized that Bo Yimo hadn't debuted yet, "I've seen you before."

"Don't mention that, you've already recommended her to me, it's no surprise she knows you."

Yang Wen raised his hand to pat his shoulder, but Bo Yimo casually said, "I wouldn't mind chopping it off."

Yang Wen looked distressed, "Yimo, you're neglecting me, you've found new love and forgotten the old."

Saying this, he seemed almost tearful, nearly biting a handkerchief.

The image is so vivid!

No wonder Bo Yimo was so aloof in his past life, always unsociable, and never involved in gossip. Turns out there's such a story! But, the Emperor recommending her to the big director? Did she hear that right?

Bo Yimo looked at her, Tong Yan waved her hand, "I didn't see anything, I know nothing." She had no idea about the intense drama between the Emperor and the big director.

Bo Yimo's gaze was indifferent, staring at Yang Wen as if looking at a dead person, "My beast just came out of the mental hospital, still not fully recovered."

Tong Yan: …

So the Emperor is that sharp-tongued.

"Bo Yimo, you!" Yang Wen angrily glared at him, then turned warmly to Tong Yan, "Tong Yan, our studio has just been established, but we've got investments. We're planning to start shooting a movie and recruiting roles. Would you like to audition now or take some time to prepare?"

Tong Yan said, "Let's start now."

Yang Wen was a bit surprised, but nodded, leading her across the soil, dense woods, fountains, waterfalls, finally arriving at a large wooden cabin.

Walking along, Tong Yan thought wealthy people really know how to play, placing these useless things in areas where every inch of space is valuable.

Burning money?

Opening the wooden cabin door, it was a different world inside, a very large place; tables and chairs made of tree stumps were placed disorderly at the front, carrying the wildness of the primitive forest, quite flavorful, many decorations. At first glance it looked messy, but upon closer inspection, it had an artistic touch.

Continuing forward, the real audition area was lush and fragrant with birds singing, like being immersed in nature.

Yang Wen sat down on a front chair, sternly, "Miss Tong, I want you to act out this scene: you suddenly get kidnapped, just at a critical moment, your boyfriend comes to rescue you, and you're deeply moved, crying on the spot."

Tong Yan nodded in understanding, stood quietly for a moment, then started acting.

Suddenly, she looked around with terror, "What, what are you going to do? What, what are you going to do, let go of me, help!"

Her eyes were filled with panic, she began to shake her head, her hair became messy, hands struggled to move, as if attempting to break free from the kidnappers' stubborn grip.

Yang Wen initially showed a calm expression, he and Yimo were good friends, he had recommended her, so he wanted to see her acting, though he had little hope.

However, when Tong Yan started acting, he was full of surprise, her acting was extraordinary; she even paid attention to little details. Watching her felt like truly witnessing her being kidnapped.

Everything about her was compelling, a true sense of being in the scene.

Bo Yimo stood there watching her act, his gaze deep and profound, noble and unreachable. Suddenly, his expression changed, eyebrows furrowed, eyes tense, he stepped forward quickly, moving beside her, began punching and kicking, as if fighting desperately.

At this moment, Bo Yimo was filled with fierce intensity.

Then, he came to Tong Yan, knelt on one knee, as if to untie her, turned her around, "Yanyan, I'm here to save you."

At this point, Bo Yimo was slightly panting, worried and anxious for his girlfriend.

Tong Yan was greatly shocked inside, how is this possible, the Emperor acting with her?

But as a professional actress, no matter how shocked, she wouldn't lose focus during filming. Her tears fell rapidly, eyes misty with tears, looking pitiful, "Yimo, I was just so scared, really so scared."

After speaking, she hugged Bo Yimo tightly, his embrace very warm.

In the vast world, it seemed only the two of them were left, no room for anyone else.

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