Huayu: Starting from an Unemployed Male Model

Wei Jun's eyes narrowed. What is a surprise? This is a surprise!

Li Qin is not only a treasure girl, but she also brought back a treasure lady for him.

I heard that Yu Nan grew up in a naval compound. Her grandfather was a submarine expert who was fluent in seven languages, and her grandmother was an English teacher who returned from studying in Japan. She has the genes of a tough soldier etched in her bones. She herself starred in the movie "Wolf Warrior".

The innate talent attribute "Iron-Boned Soldier" is even better; if you draw this attribute, you'll be almost guaranteed a spot in the next interview.

As for the second term, "Kissing Scene Assassin," Wei Jun thought of the intense kissing scene between Yu Nan and Huang Bo in the movie "Killing"...

He doesn't need to rely on this to win over actresses.

May the God of Luck bless me, I drew the [Iron-Boned Soldier].

"Extract".

[Successfully extracted the keyword "Iron-willed soldier"]

Success! Wei Jun breathed a sigh of relief; he still had luck on his side.

"Thank you so much, my good friend Li Qin, for helping me so much." Yu Nan could tell that the two had a special relationship. When Li Qin was chatting with Wei Jun, he leaned towards Wei Jun and had an extremely happy smile on his face.

"I should be thanking you," Wei Jun said, leaving Yu Nan completely baffled.

Yu Nan didn't take it seriously. She looked around, then glanced at Lu Han, who was playing on his phone, before leaning closer to Wei Jun and whispering, "We might be riding horses later."

After saying that, Yu Nan ignored the bewildered Wei Jun, chatted with Li Lin for a few words, and then left.

Curiosity gleamed in Li Qin's eyes as she pressed Wei Jun for an answer: "What did Sister Yu Nan tell you?"

Wei Jun watched Yu Nan's retreating figure and smiled slightly: "There will be a horse-riding scene in the audition."

"Huh?" Li Qin scratched his head.

"What did you do to help her? She seems quite grateful to you." Wei Jun turned to look at the mascot.

"Well, Sister Yu Nan is on her period," Li Qin replied softly, her face flushed.

"I understand, you're very kind."

"You don't need to tell me," Li Qin said arrogantly, raising her head high.

"She's here for an interview too?" Wei Jun asked curiously.

"Sister Yu came with a friend."

After chatting for a few minutes, Wei Jun introduced Li Lin to Lu Han. They greeted each other, and Lu Han didn't have much to say.

Lu Han is genuinely socially awkward. In the later TV show "Five Ha," he was in the same car with Ren Min, the female lead of his song "Medal," and he was so shy that he didn't know what to say.

Aside from being able to talk to guys, I can't get a single word out when I'm alone with a girl.

Wei Jun informed Lu Han of the information he had obtained from Yu Nan, urging him to prepare.

"I can't ride a horse," Lu Han said, both amused and exasperated, "but I do know the Gangnam Style dance."

Wei Jun: "...Do you think you're very funny?"

If not, then not. With Lu Han's popularity, there will always be roles that suit him.

The interview began, and Yang Hua returned in high heels, her face beaming with joy: "You might be interviewing General Ye."

"Really?" Wei Jun was surprised, as General Ye's character had quite a few highlights.

Chiang Kai-shek wanted to massacre us, and Wang Jingwei wanted to join in the fun, so let's fight.

The character played by Ou Hao in his previous life received a lot of criticism, but his popularity was not low at all, and he is still very popular on Douyin ten years later.

"Absolutely true, I found out about it," Yang Hua nodded. "Are you confident?"

"Absolutely."

"Next up, Lu Han."

Lu Han is number 46, and Wei Jun is number 47.

"Keep it up." Wei Jun punched Lu Han.

"Watch me."

Five minutes later, Lu Han returned with Yang Tianzhen.

"How is it?" Wei Jun looked at Lu Han, not noticing his disappointed expression, only his furrowed brows.

"I messed up the performance, but I managed to get a role, though it's a small one." Lu Han shrugged.

"It's good enough to be able to participate." Wei Jun gently patted Lu Han.

"Next up, Wei Jun."

"It's your turn, good luck!" Lu Han cheered.

Yang Hua and Li Lin were cheering him on, while Yang Tianzhen was secretly observing Wei Jun from the side, seemingly lost in thought.

Wei Jun arrived at the interview room door, straightened his clothes, put on the tag "Iron-Willed Soldier," and pushed the door open to go inside.

The interview room wasn't large, but it had a high glass ceiling, and sunlight streamed through the glass to the floor, creating a luminous stage.

There was a long table in front of the stage, and four people were sitting behind the table.

Liu Weiqiang, Huang Jianxin, Han Sanping, and a casting director.

Wei Jun walked to the center of the stage, placed his right hand on his chest, put his left hand behind his back, bowed slightly, and said in a humble yet assertive manner: "Good morning, teachers. I am Wei Jun, 21 years old, 183 cm tall..."

After speaking, he immediately stood up straight, assuming a standard military posture, fully embodying the spirit of an "iron-willed soldier."

The soldier's indomitable spirit was instantly unleashed.

The four people behind the long table were intimidated by Wei Jun's military aura and began to look through the documents in their hands.

"Served in the military?" Huang Jianxin frowned. He didn't see any military experience on Wei Jun's resume, but he had the demeanor of a soldier, which made him suspicious.

"No," Wei Jun answered crisply, then quickly added after a moment's thought, "I've been a Young Pioneer, a member of the honor guard, a flag raiser, and a model soldier in military training."

The four were taken aback by Wei Jun's frankness. Huang Jianxin laughed and scolded, "You're quite confident, kid."

I wanted to call them shameless and thick-skinned, but due to my status and the occasion, I could only praise their confidence.

Having confidence is a good thing. Just now, so many young people came in for interviews, and they were all so timid and effeminate, not manly at all.

"Your military posture is excellent." Han Sanping, who had a buzz cut, praised. He had served in the army and knew that Wei Jun's military posture was standard and imposing.

"Thank you, leader." Wei Jun stepped forward with his right foot and stood at attention.

"Slippery little brat." The four people behind the long table shook their heads and chuckled.

"Do you know what role you're interviewing for?" Huang Jianxin circled something on Wei Jun's resume and looked up at Wei Jun.

Wei Jun spoke frankly: "It should be General Ye."

"Alright, since you know, then you can perform a scene for us to see." Huang Jianxin leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and looked at Wei Jun with a smile.

Wei Jun was about to speak when he realized there was no script. He thought for a moment, and perhaps this was a test.

A test of courage and self-confidence—these are the basic qualities of a soldier.

Wei Jun steadied himself, thankfully he was prepared, and immediately unleashed his "Heavenly Voice" to sing the lyrics in a soldier's voice: "Blood stains half the southeast red, how can we bear to turn miracles into extraordinary achievements? After Wen Shan left, the Southern Dynasty moon shines again on the maple leaves of Qinhuai for one night."

"...I can only hope that one day—the fire from the ground will erupt and burn this living coffin and me together, and I shall gain eternal life in the flames and blood!"

Three minutes later, Wei Jun stood at attention.

"Good." Applause rang out in the room.

Huang Jianxin cheered and continued to press, "If you were him, please use one sentence to evoke our emotions."

Wei Jun's eyes sharpened, he clenched his right fist, raised it to the sky, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Forward! Forward! Forward!!!"

The four people behind the long table felt a chill run down their spines, immediately straightened their posture, and turned serious.

After several seconds, the four of them gradually calmed down, nodded to each other, and looked at each other to confirm.

"Can you ride a horse?"

"meeting."

"Go out and give it a try."

Wei Jun followed Huang Jianxin and the other three out of the room. When the artists and agents sitting in the lobby saw them come out, they all stood up to greet them. When they saw Wei Jun behind the four, they were stunned. Who is this? Is he a relative?

The artists and their agents followed the five people out, wanting to see what was going on.

Upon arriving at the horse farm, Huang Jianxin waved for the staff to bring over a horse, then turned to a few people and asked them to try it out one by one.

"Wei Jun, you're first."

"Okay." Wei Jun nodded.

Wei Jun stroked the horse's mane, rubbed his cheek against it, then mounted the horse, pulled on the reins, and shouted, "Giddy up!"

A ride to the dust.

"What a fine young man!"