"Why not give another chance?" At that time, Mo sneered and said, "President Mucheng, this is an audition. It's not a family game. Giving him another chance is unfair to other little actors. If it's bad, you're also the president of a country. Can't you even say fairness and justice?"

The last sentence, the question from the man's thin lips, seemed to have deep contempt and contempt.

Mu Cheng's face turned white.

It seems that he knows he still wants to talk. At the height of his time, Mo Jin then said, "what's more, he can miss such an important audition, which only shows that he doesn't care about the shooting of this promotional film. Therefore, I have the right to doubt whether there is a problem with his attitude. In that case, there is no need to give him a second chance. "

Mu Cheng has never seen such a fussy man, even so harsh to children!

At any rate, he is also the president of a country that enjoys a high standard of living. How can he stand such anger? But for the future of the small milk can, he has to suppress his anger and try to use the calmest language: "if you don't want to give him a second chance to play, I can also bring him here and let him perform alone for you. When you see his real strength, May change your mind. "

"No." Sheng Shimo only used three short words to reject Mu Cheng's proposal.

The man's voice is indifferent, but his tone is indisputable.

With that, he simply stood up, walked in the direction of the exit and left the backstage directly.

Lonely, cold and arrogant back, as if sacred and inviolable.

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His cell phone was out of power, and the small milk can took the cell phone of the small fried dough sticks to play games.

Listening to the footsteps outside the rest room, the small milk can immediately jumped up from the sofa. Before the game had time to quit, it quickly stuffed into the arms of the small fried dough sticks.

The little fried dough sticks were stunned by his sudden move.

The door to rest was opened and Mu Cheng came in from the outside.

The little milk can rushed into his arms and said, "Mu Cheng millet, how was your conversation with the president of V country?"

In fact, seeing Mu Cheng's face, he had guessed that the result should not be ideal.

Sure enough, Mu Cheng said, "he won't promise."

The man's voice was low and even mixed with a trace of apology

Then, fearing that the little milk can would be sad, he hurriedly comforted, "it doesn't matter. Even if you can't make this promotional film, there will be other opportunities. If you really want to go international, uncle Mucheng will help you. "

It really doesn't matter whether to shoot the promotional film or not, but when I saw Uncle Mu Cheng looking more sad than him, I immediately felt distressed, so I stretched out to shoot Mu Cheng millet on the back, and comforted, "it doesn't matter, Mu Cheng millet, I missed the opportunity because of myself, so I'm willing to accept the result and can't shoot this promotional film, I can go back to e and continue to shoot TV dramas! "

After comforting, he scolded angrily in his heart: the big bastard of tortoise and turtle bullied his Mu city corn again!

Ma ma let him see the president of country V take a detour, but he didn't!

The next time I see the president of country V, he must rush over and kick a few feet!

Mu Cheng heard that the child was comforting himself, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry.

The little milk can rubbed its belly and said, "Mu Cheng millet, I'm hungry..."

Mu Cheng looked at his watch. It was already noon unconsciously.

"OK, Mu Cheng millet will take you to dinner."