Zhang Jizhong did not make a decision on the spot because there were still actors who had not finished auditioning later.

However, everyone at the scene could see that the role of Murong Fu basically belongs to Mu Rong.

For the role of Wang Yuyan, Zhang Jizhong did not show any obvious tendency.

However, Yan Danchen already felt that her hope was low.

The girl named Liu Yifei is more suitable for the role of Wang Yuyan than her in terms of age and appearance.

Therefore, after leaving the conference hall, she was ready to say goodbye and leave.

Because he lost control of his emotions during the audition and pinched Yan Danchen painfully, Murong Fu offered to treat her to a meal.

It seems that this is how apologies are expressed in this world.

Yan Danchen did not refuse.

After seeing Murong Fu's skills, she also wanted to ask Murong Fu for two tips, which would definitely be useful in future costume dramas.

After leaving a phone number, Yan Danchen left first.

Murong Fu waited for Li Xue to finish her work before returning to the dormitory with her.

This time, Li Xue was even busier than Murong Fu.

She asked for phone numbers, met many friends, and gave out many business cards.

There are many responsibilities of an agent, but they can be summed up in three words: to be able to eat well.

If you want to thrive in the industry, the first step is to establish your own network.

In this regard, Li Xue worked very hard.

After returning to the dormitory, Li Xue left Murong Fu behind and left in a hurry.

Murong Fu took a shower, and seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, he put on his shirt and trousers and went out.

This is the minimum he wears when going out.

Riding his bicycle, he soon arrived at the hot pot restaurant where Li Xue invited him to dinner that day.

Yan Danchen has already arrived at the door.

Yan Danchen, who is wearing modern clothes, is not as stunning as her costume, but she is still a top beauty among the crowd.

Passers-by are paying attention, and even the aunt can’t help but take a second look and whisper: “Whose girl is this? She’s so handsome!”

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."

Murong Fu explained smoothly and took out a chain lock as thick as a water pipe from the back seat.

In his memory, Mu Rong had already lost three bicycles after arriving in the capital, so he spent a huge sum of money to buy this chain lock, which could lock the bicycle and protect himself.

Seeing him locking the car, Yan Danchen couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?"

Murong Fu was puzzled.

"nothing."

Yan Danchen pursed her lips and explained with a smile: "I just think your locks are a bit exaggerated and thick."

"Thick and strong."

Murong Fu stood up and came to the door, raising his hand to invite: "Miss Yan, please."

"please."

Yan Danchen laughed again, nodded and entered the hotpot restaurant first.

"Miss Yan, the tripe in this store is very fresh, and the duck intestines are also good, but the bottom of the pot is a bit spicy, so you have to be careful."

As Murong Fu spoke, he motioned to the waiter: "I want two cups of sour plum juice."

Last time I came here, Li Xue relied on sour plum juice to relieve the spiciness.

"It doesn't matter, I'm a Hunan girl, I'm not afraid of spicy food."

Yan Danchen ordered a few dishes, handed the menu to the waiter, then looked at Murong Fu and said with a smile: "No wonder you are so good at acting, you are even in the movie in private!"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was talking about how he had always called her Miss Yan, so he smiled and explained: "I'm used to it."

"The experience of being in a theater is a good thing, but too much is not enough."

Yan Danchen held up the table and said seriously: "Many very good actors have suffered a lot because they were too deeply involved in the play and could not get out of the role. Some even risked their lives."

Murong Fu was slightly lost in thought.

Has he fallen too deep into Murong Fu's drama, or has he fallen too deeply into Mu Rong's drama?

The cold air from the ceiling fan made Murong Fu's heart feel cold, and his face gradually became serious.

Originally, he had already made up his mind to start a new life in this world.

But Liu Yifei, who looked very similar to his cousin, suddenly appeared and suddenly awakened the memories he had tried to forget.

I am not Murong Fu, I am Mu Rong.

He reminded himself secretly.

If he continues to indulge in those illusory memories, he will never be able to integrate into this world.

Raising his head, he thanked Yan Danchen seriously: "Thank you, Yan..."

He held the word "girl behind" in his mouth, but didn't know what to call her.

"Are you not twenty yet this year? I'm older than you, so just call me Sister Tanchen."

Yan Danchen was very generous and resolved his difficulties immediately.

"good."

Murong Fu nodded and asked with a smile: "Sister Danchen, you are from Hunan Province? Then why did you come to Peiping?"

"Come to school!"

Yan Danchen talked about his experience of learning musical instruments when he was a child and later admitted to the Peking Film Academy to study acting.

Murong Fu listened silently and nodded from time to time.

After talking about himself, Yan Danchen asked him: "What about you? I saw in your resume that you studied martial arts?"

"That's right."

Murong Fu talked about himself calmly.

This is the first time he introduces himself to this world to others.

At first he was a little awkward, but as the memories came back layer by layer, he became more and more comfortable speaking, and the feeling of strangeness and alienation gradually faded away.

He realized that although he had Mu Rong's memory before, he still thought that he was Murong Fu and Mu Rong was a stranger.

At this moment, he really started to try to regard Mu Rong as himself and Mu Rong's memory as his own memory.

Yan Danchen listened to his story, nodded and sighed: "Then you have suffered a lot too!"

"Who can escape the eight hardships in life?"

Murong Fu shook his head, and suddenly he realized something.

It is said in Buddhist scriptures that there are eight kinds of suffering in life, and the eight heavenly dragons refer to the eight kinds of non-human beings in the world of Buddhist scriptures.

Throughout his life, he prayed for the restoration of the country but failed repeatedly. He obviously suffered from the eight sufferings of not being able to seek for it.

I think he prided himself on being cool all his life, but in reality he was a chess piece manipulated by others.

He tightened his grip on the water glass and his eyes gradually became firm.

In this life, he must control his own destiny!

He doesn’t want to be Murong Fu, he wants to be Mu Rong!

The waiter brought the pot base and meat dishes, interrupting his thoughts.

He gathered his mind and concentrated on eating hot pot.

Yan Danchen also ate happily. While shouting that it was spicy, he did not forget to add some sour plum juice to Murong Fu.

Seeing her generous and unpretentious look, Murong Fu couldn't help but smile.

After finishing the meal, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Murong Fu wanted to pay the bill, but the front desk told him that Yan Danchen had already paid for it in advance.

Murong Fu's mood was a little complicated.

In his two lifetimes, this is the first time a woman has helped him read money when eating out.

"You call me Sister Tanchen, how can I let my brother pay the bill?"

Yan Danchen smiled and pulled him out of the door, persuading: "It's just a meal! You can treat me again next time. If you feel embarrassed, just teach me two sword skills when you have time."

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To be continued...