"?"

The next moment, the exam questions appeared on the large screen behind Yan Huan.

Imagine yourself as a certain being, and play that role.

"Master, are there any requirements for this 'existence'?" A man wearing a baseball cap raised his hand in the crowd.

"There are no requirements; even a mess of papers is fine."

Yan Huan shrugged:

"But if I really choose something static and just stand there and that's considered acting, my score won't be high."

The actors began to whisper among themselves about this seemingly open and free exam question.

The more open it is, the more difficult it becomes.

Ultimately, what is being tested is an actor's acting skills.

The more difficult the 'thing' you choose to portray, the higher the final score this [master of disguise] will likely give.

"Let me go first!"

A middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd and immediately changed his dream image.

"Oh?" To Yan Huan's surprise, he actually chose to transform into an orange dog.

"Woof woof woof—!!"

"Woof woof woof woof—!!"

The Shiba Inu jumped around on the ground, barking wildly at Yan Huan. After barking for a while, it stopped and started chasing its own tail in circles.

"Haahahaha—" she said, sticking out her tongue and looking at Yan Huan with anticipation.

It seems they are waiting for his rating.

"emmmmm..."

Yan Huan sat in the chair, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Even an ordinary person could do something like this."

"Your task later is to disguise yourselves as the Dream Theatre Troupe and participate in the filming of an advertisement."

"Disguise, disguise, means to make it convincing enough."

"If you want to be like someone, you have to believe from the bottom of your heart that you are what you are pretending to be."

Immediately, Yan Huan snapped her fingers, and a meaty bone fell from the sky, landing in front of the Shiba Inu. "Suck, suck, suck..."

"Wang?"

Staring at the meaty bone in front of it, the Shiba Inu paused for a few seconds before suddenly realizing what was happening.

It quickly picked her up, sat down facing Yan Huan, and wagged its tail wildly.

"No, no." Yan Huan shook her head in disappointment.

"If you choose a dog, you have to understand dogs."

"When they see a bone, the first thing they do after getting close is not to pick it up, but to sniff it frantically with their noses."

Yan Huan pointed to her nose and said to the Shiba Inu on the ground:

"Your acting is too crude, three points."

"you".

"out."

"Beep—!!" The commercial street representative sitting next to Yan Huan quickly pressed the red light button.

"what……?"

The Shiba Inu, stunned, transformed back into the middle-aged man with a bone in his mouth. "This...this is too meticulous."

"Otherwise what?" The representative from the commercial street frowned and spoke on Yan Huan's behalf:

“Take a good look at the theme of our advertisement this time. It’s a collaboration between the commercial district and Croker Pictures.”

"You know how valuable the 'Watch Boy' IP is, right? We absolutely have to be strict in casting and can't be careless!"

Yan Huan, who was sitting next to her, nodded in agreement.

"Fine, alright." The middle-aged man, looking dejected, sullenly retreated, still chewing on the bone.

Next up was a muscular young man.

He clenched his fists and stared fiercely at Yan Huan: "Master, I'm going to play the role of an assassin."

"Oh?" Yan Huan raised an eyebrow.

"Then please begin your performance."

"Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer."

"Drink...!" The muscular young man propelled himself forward, charging towards Yan Huan and the commercial street representative.

"Waaaaah—I'm going to fuck you like a madman!!"

"?"

Chapter 843 You're just here to amuse yourselves.

Yan Huan slapped the muscular young man who rushed in front of her away, and the representative of the commercial street next to her quickly pressed the red light.

"Aude! Next!"

"Cough cough...no, why should I?"

The muscular young man, who had been sent flying several meters by a slap, reluctantly got up and questioned the interviewer, Yan Huan:

"Wasn't my portrayal of the assassin convincing enough?"

"You're acting like a jerk!" Yan Huan slammed her hand on the table.

"Would an assassin yell and rush in like that to kill someone? And where are your weapons?"

"What era are we living in? Still so simple-minded, using fists to fight people? Use guns instead...!"

"Uh." Upon hearing this, the muscular guy thought there might actually be some truth to it.

"I'm sorry, Master, it's because my skills are not good enough."

He cupped his hands in greeting to Yan Huan and then withdrew.

The third one is a pink-haired girl with crystal-clear pink-blue eyes.

"Mr. Yan, I won't say anything else, just let me through quickly."

"?" Yan Huan's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing the girl in front of her.

"Whom are you accusing in court?"

"Are you blind? It's me!" March 7th stood in front of the crowd and jumped around.

"Hurry up, since you're the interviewer, just let me pass quickly."

"Young comrade, please don't try to establish kinship ties in such a formal setting." Yan Huan waved her hand.

"Otherwise, what will the villagers think of me, Yan?"

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

"Why can't I be here?" March 7th muttered, arms crossed.

"Anyway, I'm so bored, I need money, give me this job."

"?" Yan Huan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Didn't you go and inherit the Huylang Stone?"

"Such a big airship, isn't that enough for you to wreak havoc on?"

"You can just add some paid activities and a few small ads, and the ticket sales will be rolling in!"

"I want to too," said March 7th, sounding quite helpless.

"It's all Hanabi's fault. Now the Huichangshi is really suspended from patrol."

"The family is still dealing with some negative impacts, so the airship won't be available for a while."

"Okay, stop talking about other things and just let me through."

"Friend, you're putting me in a difficult position," Yan Huan said, stroking her chin thoughtfully.

"Everyone is lining up for interviews, how could I give you special treatment?"

"How about this, let's follow the proper procedures."

"Given our relationship, it's just a formality."

"Is that so?"

"Ok."

On March 7th, standing still, he asked:

"What's the procedure? I want to play a role too, and have you score me?"

"No, no, no need." Yan Huan raised her hand:

"I only need to ask a few questions."

"Then ask."

"Name."

March 7th.

"gender."

"Female."

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