Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“Hey Lu Xiao, look at that little girl, like my Qu Fei Xiao? ”

That's what an elegant woman says in her eyes.

Lu Xiao is the man in the suit next to her.

He glanced over at Huazhao.

By now, Huazhao had regained his sight.

So from his perspective, you can only see a perfectly white side face.

But this is the side face that makes his eyes stuck.

I must have seen her somewhere. Lu Xin thought about it.

He just kept watching, watching the little girl take a serious look at the audition in front of her, and occasionally speaking on the side in the same role as the agent around him.

“Lu Xiao? Lu Qian?” Some of the people around him called him dissatisfied.

He turned to God and looked to the side: "Who is she? ”

The lady sitting next to him stood still and said, "Who? ”

Lu Xiao pointed his finger at the place where Huazhao sat.

The woman sitting next to him looked at him and laughed: “I'm equally curious, I rarely see a child this neat. ”

“But she's here to try Qu Feiqiao, and she's supposed to be an entertainer at your nephew's company. ”

The woman looked at her son and said, “Why? Interested in little girls? ”

She was just saying, you know, in all these years, she hasn't seen any rumors from Lu Xiao, let alone brought him home.

How do you know? Lu Xiao nodded. “She looks familiar. ”

After a pause, he said, "Very different. ”

Woman, this is a real surprise.

She took a serious look at Hanazhao this time. She said she must ask Lu Yu about this little girl later.

By the time the mother and son talked, Zhang Ruoyin's performance was almost over.

Hana looked very seriously and thought she was doing okay.

But that's it.

Not that she was complacent, she felt that Zhang Ruyin was not competitive with herself.

This way, both mothers and sons have expressed their feelings.

“Lu Xiao, what do you think? ”

Lu Xiaofaintly said: “Normal. ”

He never watched such a rhetorical play, but the screenwriter was his own mother, so he watched it a few times.

He's not a professional, but as an audience's senses, he feels very ordinary.

Fucking Choi Yinglan sighed: “Yeah, it's no big deal, but there's nothing commendable about it. ”

She wasn't targeting Zhang Ruyin.

“Now, actor, when I was younger, I couldn't compare. I used to be the best actor. Now, I can only pick one actor. ”

She said, looking at the flowers, hidden expectations in her eyes: "I don't know what happened to the little girl. ”

Lu Xiao also took a glance at the flowers.

He somehow thought she'd be fine.

Even if he never saw her, he never saw her work.

But he just feels like, "She's good, she'll be great."

But he didn't say anything to his mother, otherwise they would definitely flirt with him again.

……

Zhang Ruoyin was very satisfied with his stepping down.

The audition was in very good shape today.

She thought that she was playing steadily and that her emotions were well expressed. When she walked to the flowers, there was a smile between the colors.

The director's group was talking to each other and nodded.

Now these little flowers, to that extent, are pretty good.

“Next, Flower Sho! ”