Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead's Daughter

This context could be quite difficult to act out. 

It was a war background, with the death of one's parents, leaving only the little girl alone. It was very difficult to show the gradual change of the little girl's expressions.

The group of little girls who were auditioning for the role were extremely eager to give it a try. They raised their hands one after another.

"I'll do it."

"I'll go first."

"I'll go first!"

Gu Chu looked at them and thought that she had returned to kindergarten. The group of children were chattering non-stop. Gu Chu rested her chin on her hand. How childish. 

Nannan, the little girl in the green dress, managed to get the first chance to go on stage. She lifted the hem of her dress and walked to the spotlight. She obediently bowed to the three adults. "Hello, uncles and auntie. My Name Is Ye Nannan. I'm seven years old this year."

Lu Shanhe drank his tea and did not say anything.

The setting of the audition stage was very simple. A few dolls that were brought over at the last minute were used as corpses. The light was dimmed and the background was made to look like a war setting. Ye Nannan walked to the center of the stage and looked at the camera. Then...

She cried.

Gu Chu: "..."

Cao Yuezhi could not help but laugh and shake her head. Ye Qianqian's sister, Ye Nannan, was as brainless as her sister. Did she seriously think that crying meant that her acting skills were good?

Ye Nannan cried for more than ten seconds. Her small nose was red, but there were no tears at the corners of her eyes. She sobbed and said, "I... I'm done with my performance."

Lu Shanhe calmly drank his tea.

Wang Fugui touched the bridge of his nose awkwardly and quickly walked forward. "That's enough, that's enough. Nannan performed very well. Come down and rest for a while. It's the next person's turn to perform."

"Okay!" Ye Nannan ran down the stage lightly like a dancing green butterfly.

The second person to go on stage was Lili, who was wearing a pink shirt. She was six years old this year and spoke extremely exaggerated standard Mandarin. She first stood beside the "corpse" and called out "Mommy". Then, she called out "Daddy" and began to cry...

Lu Shanhe continued to drink his tea calmly.

Next, the third person to go on stage was Mengmeng, Cao Yuezhi's biological niece.

Cao Yuezhi smiled and said, "Director Lu, this is my niece. She has loved acting since she was young and is very talented in acting." Before coming, Cao Yuezhi took time out to teach the child how to perform this part in advance, every action, gaze, and line was clearly explained. She even asked the child to practice it dozens of times.

Cao Yuezhi was confident that Mengmeng would definitely be able to win Director Lu's heart.

Lu Shanhe nodded and yawned lazily.

Mengmeng came prepared and walked onto the stage confidently. She first greeted the three judges before turning around and walking towards the center of the stage. There was a tattered doll in the center of the stage. Mengmeng showed an extremely terrified expression and quickly ran towards "Daddy" and "Mommy".

"Daddy!"

"Mommy!"

"Wake... Wake up. Boo-hoo... Don't leave Mengmeng behind."

The little girl stumbled to her parents' side and looked at her family members whose faces were covered in blood. Her pair of teary eyes widened and the horrified expression in her eyes turned into fear and helplessness. Large tears fell from her eyes as she wailed loudly.

Lu Shanhe did not drink his tea this time and nodded slightly.

Wang Fugui sent Mengmeng off and could not help but praise her in his heart. This child was very talented. She even knew how to act step by step. It was important to show progress when it came to showing grief. For a seven-year-old girl to be able to reach this level, she was quite remarkable.

At least in Lu Shanhe's opinion, this child's acting skill was satisfactory.