"Sit down." Cao Xiuyuan raised his chin and signaled him to sit opposite him.

Liang Sizhe pursed his lips and pulled open the chair opposite to sit down. In front of Cao Xiuyuan, there was a bowl of tofu brain cut into pieces of fried dough sticks. He was like all ordinary passers-by who came to this street for breakfast, adding a piece of fried dough sticks with chopsticks and then scooping a spoonful of tofu brain with a spoon.

The morning light is bright, the air is fresh, and the heat is not yet filled, and the coolness at night is barely prevailing. The breakfast stall is still a little deserted at less than seven o'clock. The diners who were sitting at the stall waiting for breakfast were sleepy on their faces and yawning listlessly. No one recognized that the person who was lying on the stall who was lying on the fried dough sticks and tofu brains was the famous director Cao Xiuyuan.

Cao Xiuyuan was also dressed very ordinary. There were some wrinkles visible to the naked eye on the cotton sweater that were not visible to the brand. They even looked a little unkempt, which was different from Cao Xiuyuan in the past that Liang Sizhe had imagined.

"What to eat?" Cao Xiuyuan looked at him and asked.

"Same as you." Liang Sizhe tried his best to make himself look calmer.

Cao Xiuyuan waved his hand and called the boss over and ordered the same breakfast for Liang Sizhe. While waiting for Liang Sizhe to serve him, he ate all the breakfast in front of him.

When Liang Sizhe lowered his head to have breakfast, Cao Xiuyuan kept looking at him from the other side, his eyes no different from when they first met half a month ago.

Liang Sizhe swallowed the food in his mouth and sat upright. He never had to look at him and wait for death. He looked up at Cao Xiuyuan: "Do you want to say something when you come to me?"

"Eat first," Cao Xiuyuan was not in a hurry, "Let's talk about it after eating."

Liang Sizhe nodded, lowered his head and continued to eat breakfast, although he was not very able to eat.

Cao Xiuyuan lit a cigarette and smoked it, looking at Liang Sizhe across the street. If this young man who made him unsure of his mind for the first time was to consider from the perspective of selecting an actor, the advantages and disadvantages of this young man were indeed too obvious.

Zheng Yin is right. Liang Sizhe's personal temperament is too strong. It's not that he can't be an actor, but if he has the ambition to become a good actor, the future path may be difficult. Actors need to play thousands of people and pay attention to keeping the audience from being out of the play. An actor like Zhang Minghan who has a low sense of existence is the ideal candidate because he can easily turn himself into another role. However, if Liang Sizhe wants to be an actor, he has to make the audience forget that he is Liang Sizhe, and then he can convince the audience to completely become another role.

It was too difficult. Cao Xiuyuan looked at Liang Sizhe and thought, he was not sure whether Liang Sizhe had such talent. Of course, Liang Sizhe could also be a star in the public sense, but he was not interested in spending his efforts to support a star who pulled the movie back.

However, Liang Sizhe's advantages were also extremely outstanding. Otherwise, when the teacher of the Music Affiliated High School found a video of the violin ensemble for him, he would not have picked Liang Sizhe from hundreds of teenagers at a glance, and when he learned that Liang Sizhe could no longer play the violin, he insisted on bringing him to Beijing.

If it was the first choice for Liang Sizhe because of his appearance, then he insisted on bringing him to Beijing later because he saw Liang Sizhe in the corridor that night, and he saw a rare sense of fragility in this young man.

It is not a hollow feeling of fragility on the surface, but a feeling of fragility that is ravaged by life. It seems fragile but is actually tough. It is wrapped in a hard shell. It has weight and sense of reality, it has a fireworks atmosphere, and can withstand the magnification of the lens.

Although no one agrees that suffering is a good thing these days, people who have suffered will feel more heavy.

So Liang Sizhe, who has suffered hardship, looks different from Cao Ye, who has never suffered hardship.

It's so different. Cao Xiuyuan looked at Liang Sizhe and thought.

However, Xiaoman... Xiaoman is not a child who has suffered a lot. He is a young man raised by wealth in a shabby alley. His fragility is shattered in one blow. He does not need a hard and sharp shell.

So who is more suitable for Xiaoman? Even Cao Xiuyuan, who has always been decisive, is a little difficult to decide at this moment.

After Liang Sizhe finished breakfast, he ate no fried dough sticks and drank the bowl of tofu brain. He looked up at Cao Xiuyuan, waiting for him to make the final decision for his next fate. He thought this scene was like a prisoner who was pulled to Caishikou in the past, and he had to eat and drink enough in advance to get on the road with peace of mind.

Cao Xiuyuan spitted out a mouthful of white smoke, blew up the ashes, and looked at Liang Sizhe: "Cao Ye has a script in his hand, have you read it?"

"I've read it a little bit." Liang Sizhe said. Actually, I didn't read it. It was Cao Ye who read a few paragraphs for him to listen to.

"Well, let's go back and watch it together, think about the role and prepare for the audition afterwards."

Liang Sizhe was stunned for a moment before speaking: "You mean... I passed this round of audition?"

"Yes," Cao Xiuyuan glanced at him, "Or what would I come to do with you?"

This sentence made Liang Sizhe's mood extremely complicated in an instant. As he suddenly became broader, he was also confused. So is he really going to compete fairly with Cao Ye? He didn't want to wake up from this dream of a movie that looked like a real movie, but he didn't seem to want to compete with Cao Ye for the same role...

He calmed down and calmed his boiling brain as soon as possible. He looked up at Cao Xiuyuan: "What do you mean is to let me compete with Cao Ye for this role?"

"Yes, competition." Cao Xiuyuan said.

Liang Sizhe paused and said again: "I heard that this character was written based on Cao Ye as the prototype at the beginning, and you seemed to be more satisfied with Cao Ye in the last audition."

"The audition is an audition," Cao Xiuyuan twisted the cigarette in the dinner plate. "Who will be decided in the end will be decided by the audition. As for the prototype, this is an independent script, and there is no prototype or not. If there are any questions, let's ask together."

Liang Sizhe realized that this was a rare opportunity. Maybe he would never have another chance to have a face-to-face conversation with such a top director in his life. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, raised his head and asked seriously: "To be honest, last time I heard what Teacher Zheng Yin said outside the door. I wonder if... is it really as he said, I am not suitable to be an actor."

Upon hearing this, Cao Xiuyuan laughed and let out a slight hum from his nose: "You haven't acted in a show yet, how do I know if you can be a good actor?"

These words were almost contemptuous and did not give Liang Sizhe any face. Liang Sizhe pursed his lips and said nothing.

"However," Cao Xiuyuan leaned on the back of the chair and said to him, "If a person has not acted in a show yet, but everyone thinks he is not suitable to be an actor, what is the most likely situation?"

Liang Sizhe looked up at him. He didn't know what Cao Xiuyuan wanted to say. The light leaked from the tiny gap in the sunshade above his head hit Cao Xiuyuan's face, making him look like a statue with a firm face. He was obviously very close but at this moment it seemed out of reach.

Cao Xiuyuan leaned over, his elbows were on the dining table, pulling the two of them directly at the distance, and his voice was very low: "This person, in terms of acting, is either a fool who cannot be carved by rotten wood, or he will become a genius who makes a big splash."

Liang Sizhe was slightly stunned and couldn't speak for a moment.

Cao Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "I'm also very curious, which kind of thing you would be." After saying that, he stood up, his legs rubbed against the concrete floor, making a harsh noise. Liang Sizhe came to his senses and stood up with him.

Cao Xiuyuan turned around and walked into the store, went to the boss to pay for breakfast. When he came out, he was carrying a packed breakfast in his hand and handed it to Liang Sizhe: "Take it back and give it to Cao Ye."

"Oh, okay." Liang Sizhe took it.

Cao Xiuyuan looked in another direction and finally added: "Don't worry about what he said. He has never seen someone like you as an actor, which just shows that you are unique in the entertainment industry. This is a good thing."

"Yes," Liang Sizhe whispered, "Thank you."

"Let's wait for the audition news." Cao Xiuyuan said that, and left the Lao Du Noodle House. Liang Sizhe stood there and looked at his back, waiting for him to turn out of Yinsi Street before retracting his gaze.

The road back to Lanyan was completely different from the time I came. I felt a little relaxed. Although I was still a little confused, at least I left myself with more time to buffer and think, so I didn’t have to face the lost situation of being eliminated in a hurry.

Cao Xiuyuan himself said the four words "fair competition" and was more convincing than anyone else.

Cao Xiuyuan has a temperament that makes people convinced, which is different from all the adults Liang Sizhe has come into contact with. He gives people a paranoid, sharp, and a sense of being said, which makes him a little arrogant, but he doesn't even bother to wrap them with a little gentle appearance, but let these traits be exposed to other people's gaze.

Maybe geniuses should have been like this. Liang Sizhe thought.

However, if it is really a fair competition... Liang Sizhe couldn't help but wonder, how should he and Cao Ye get along? Can we really read the script and think about the role together as Cao Xiuyuan said?

Liang Sizhe has experienced too much competition. The chief position of the violin ensemble and the opportunity to represent the affiliated high school to participate in national violin competitions are all obtained by him through competition. The performers who cannot stand at the chief position can only become foils... No one knows better than him how cruel the essence of competition is.

When he returned to the room, Cao Ye was already awake and was sitting on the bed sleepily. When he heard the sound of pushing the door, he turned his head to look at Liang Sizhe. His voice was hoarse in his sleep, and his voice sounded rustling: "Where have you been?"

"Are you awake so early?" Liang Sizhe closed the door with his backhand, walked over and put the breakfast on the table, and tried to relax his tone, "Your dad is here to find me."

"My dad?" Cao Ye's eyes suddenly widened a little, looking a little surprised, "What did he ask you for?"

Liang Sizhe walked over and sat down beside his bed, looking at Cao Ye: "He comes and tell me, let's prepare for the next round of auditions."

"Oh..." Cao Ye turned his sleepy brain, and after reacting, the surprise in his eyes quickly turned into surprise. "So what he meant was to let us read that script together, right? I just said, then you can finally read that script with confidence, right?"

"Ah," Liang Sizhe responded and smiled, "I thought I couldn't pass the audition."

"How is it possible... You can't even pass, who can survive? Don't underestimate yourself, Brother Sizhe."

"You know a lot of idioms," he easily relaxed when talking to Cao Ye. The tense nerves in front of Cao Xiuyuan just now quickly loosened. Liang Sizhe smiled and said, "Didn't you grow up abroad since you were a child?"

"I am the idiom little prince, with a very talented person. Oh, it's another idiom if I accidentally."

Liang Sizhe was amused by him and laughed a few times.

Cao Ye also laughed, and after laughing, he thought about it and said, "My father is not humane, but this is his advantage. He will definitely not favor me because I am his son. The script was secretly given to me by Uncle Yin. Sometimes I think he is like my real father. If I didn't look a little like my father..." He turned his face and looked at Liang Sizhe, "Hey, do you think I look like my father?"

"There's a little bit," Liang Sizhe looked at his face, "similar."

"Yes...so I'm indeed his biological child. But why did he come here and I didn't expect to come and see me..."

"He... looks quite busy." A rare loss appeared on Cao Ye's face. Liang Sizhe couldn't help but lie. In fact, he didn't see whether Cao Xiuyuan was busy or not.

"Oh, he is always busy." Cao Ye's head drooped, raised his hands and rubbed his face, "That's not a few steps."

"He planned to come up. Later, I heard that you were sleeping, so... I didn't come up," Liang Sizhe comforted others for the first time in his life. In order to prove what he said, he raised his jaw to the table with guilt, "He also asked me to bring you breakfast."

"Is that?" Cao Ye's hands fell down on his face, and looked up at the breakfast on the table, "He bought it for me? Is he so good?"

Liang Sizhe sat by the bed and looked at him. Cao Ye's hair was slept in a mess, and he was tilted over his head in a mess. The marks pressed from the pillow on his cheeks had not completely disappeared. His eyes lit up at this moment, and he looked like a child who wanted to eat candy.

"Yes, he specifically told me to bring it up." Liang Sizhe said.

"Have he said anything else?" Cao Ye turned his face and looked at him with anticipation, "Have you mentioned anything else?"

"He also said..." Liang Sizhe couldn't bear to tell the truth, afraid that this expectation would disappear from his face, so he lied again, "He also asked you if it was very hot these days."

"Really?" Cao Ye's face was even more expectant, with a hint of surprise and surprise, "Is there any?"

"Well, he said he remembers that you are particularly afraid of heat..." Liang Sizhe said slowly, but his mind was spinning rapidly. He was thinking about what lie to tell so that the expectations in these eyes would not be disappointed.

"What's the matter?" Cao Ye couldn't wait to urge him to continue.

Liang Sizhe angrily lies that he had never told in his life. He couldn't find anything else to continue, but the bright and vivid expectation on Cao Ye's face made him unable to stop. He gritted his teeth: "Then... he said he would find someone to install an air conditioner in a few days." After saying this, Liang Sizhe almost bit his tongue.

"Oh my God, is he still my dad?" Cao Ye exclaimed incredibly, "Has he possessed by Uncle Yin?"

Liang Sizhe didn't say anything. He felt that he had dug a big hole for himself, and now he was a little worried about how to fill it in.

"He really said that?" Cao Ye turned around excitedly and sat face to face with Liang Sizhe.

"When the time comes, you can see if he has found someone to install the air conditioner." Liang Sizhe turned his face away and quietly avoided his excited and hot eyes, for fear that he would reveal his feelings. This lie was so guilty.

"Oh, we're going to have air conditioner soon!" Cao Ye shouted excitedly and jumped out of the bed.

"Yes, hurry up and wash and have breakfast." Liang Sizhe urged. He just wanted to send Cao Ye away now and be quiet for a while. It was not Cao Xiuyuan who wanted to be possessed by Zheng Yin, but himself.
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