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Ye Wuge was a nationally renowned maverick director, young, and incredibly talented.

Many movie emperors and movie queens in the entertainment industry would jam in their brains about starring in his movies, but he always surprisingly preferred newcomers.

And after these newcomers had joined his films, they all hit big, winning awards until their hands were sore.

Even if you played just a minor female supporting role in his films, you would still shine.

They joined the competition merely because they wanted to enter the entertainment industry. If they could cling to Director Ye, it would be equivalent to gaining a passport to the entertainment industry. At least 10 years of struggle could be omitted.

Moreover, he was a single, rich and handsome man who could swoon people to death.

When Lin Kelan spotted the man, her eyes lit up, and she quickly put down her hand which was about to hit someone.

With a flattering smile on her face, she hurried forward and extended her hand to Ye Wuge, speaking confidently.

"Hello, Director Ye, I am Lin Kelan, the daughter of President Lin from the Changxing Group. It's a pleasure to meet..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Director Ye passed her without even giving her a glance.

Lin Kelan's smile froze on her face. She glared fiercely at An Ziqi.

It was all this woman's fault. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have left a bad impression on Director Ye.

An Ziqi deliberately made a mocking face at her. Served her right.

Seeing Director Ye's wandering eyes, she stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"Director Ye, you've arrived. We just received a call and were about to pick you up."

Several staff members happened to walk out from the studio. They rushed forward and enthusiastically greeted Director Ye.

Director Ye gave a slight nod and walked into the studio.

From beginning to end, he didn't spare a single glance at Lin Kelan.

One of the staff members stopped in their footsteps and yelled to the people in the corridor.

"What are you all standing there for? Numbers 20160 to 20200, follow me."

An Ziqi glanced at her number plate, continuing to wait in the corridor.

Lin Kelan was so fuming that her eyes were practically on fire. Out of fear that Director Ye might hear some commotion from inside the room, she dared not to provoke any further.

After waiting in the corridor for nearly a day, An Ziqi's group was ushered into the studio under the guidance of the staff.

A row of judges sat at the very front of the studio. Everyone took turns going up to the front for a brief self-introduction and self-presentation.

Director Ye sat off-center, with slightly furrowed brows and a look of irritation on his face.

Looking at the women stepping forward for their presentation, "You've applied so many layers of powder on your face, what are you, playing a zombie?"

After his comment, he directly marked an X on the document on his table.

"And you, posing like that, do you have backache, stomachache? If you're sick, you should go home to get some treatment first."

Marks another X coldly.

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The corners of the mouths of the judges next to him twitched slightly.

Rumors of Director Ye's peculiar temper and sharp tongue were indeed true.

At his insistence, it seemed like the beauty competition might not proceed any further.

When it was An Ziqi's turn, unlike the others, she didn't forcibly imitate the postures of the models in the magazine spreads.

After all, they were not professionals. Forcing themselves into those poses would only make them look ridiculous and repellent.

She merely had to showcase herself in full measure.

She confidently struck a few simple poses she usually used for taking photos.

The face without any makeup was decorated with a radiant and innocent smile.

The people lining up behind her all looked at her with scorn.

Striking such foolish poses in front of the judges, it's like she was looking to disgrace herself. They would be surprised if she got chosen.