Becoming Mr. Huo’s Woman

As for Song Jingwan's exam results...

Compared to Song Yaoyao, it was unbearable to look at.

...

Meanwhile, Song Yaoyao's auditions ran extremely smoothly.

She was curled up in a soft chair, squinting her eyes. The sun happened to be shining through the window, and she looked like a cat that was taking a nap.

The main lead had already been selected, so the priority for today was to find some people to fill the supporting roles.

And she chose them very casually...

On the surface, she looked like she was taking a nap, but every time she was in a critical moment, she could make a judgment.

"That's it."

"I want her."

"That's pretty good, we'll go with her."

...

It was as if she was going through a formality. There were even some people who had just entered the room and had yet to start performing when they realized that a pie had fallen from the sky and hit them square in the face.