Chapter: 42
After all, the show business was cruel.
If an actor experienced stage fright in merely an audition, news would travel and their future opportunities would likely be Limited.
“What's Maria even doing here? Ugh! She distracted me by standing there. Now, I won't get the part!"
After leaving the audition studio, Vivian couldn't help but mutter under her breath while she headed to the dressing room to remove her makeup and change her clothes. She nursed deep hatred for Maria by the second.
Bill was waiting at home for some good news from her audition. After what happened, how would she be able to face her parents?
Meanwhile, at the audition studio, hundreds of hopefuls had finished their auditions one after another.
It had been a tedious morning, so they took a half-time break.
Francis looked behind him and saw that the man with a baseball cap was whispering to Maria, who only responded from time to time.
"He Looks familiar," Francis murmured. Even so, he still couldn't quite place him.
As he watched the girl, he found that she was looking at the door more and more frequently.
He reckoned she could be leaving soon, so Francis started panicking.
"I can't let her go without seeing her audition!"
Francis faked a dry cough and finally put down his air, and then he took the initiative to approach them.
“Hey, Mr. Jackson! What a morning, huh?"
When he came over, Lyndsey greeted him with a smile and a playful wink.
“Lyndsey?" The director was clearly stunned. He didn't expect that the handsome young man under the cap was actually Lyndsey.
However, his mind was a mess, and he couldn't care much about the fact.
He came to them for something else, so he had to focus on that.
Right now, it didn't matter to him so much that Lyndsey was already an excellent award-winning actress
He had even seen hundreds of candidates try for the role today, but none of them could compare to this girl standing next to Lyndsey. She was the perfect female lead for the show!
Francis couldn't help but stare at her intently. "Well, Miss..."
Standing in front of Maria, Francis Looked a little perturbed.
After furtively heaving a sigh, he let out an ingratiating smile before finally speaking his mind.
“How Long will I have to wait?"
"You are... Waiting for me?"