Chapter 316
The agent only felt satisfied when he heard her agree. As he hung up, he gently reminded her to
carefully put on some makeup before she went, and not to bete for the audition at two in the
afternoon.
On the surface, Izabe agreed, but she couldn''t help but snicker inside. Makeup for an audition?
Did they think she was an idiot?
Plus, the original owner of the body’s makeup skills were crappy, and the style thepany set for
her was mature and sexy.
How could she possibly look mature at just over 20? Not to mention sexy.
Nowadays, people would judge one’s character by looks. Bell had heavy makeup, bright red lipstick,
and heavy makeup that covered her delicate face. Her body was great, but she didn''t have the aura
of a mature woman. Wearing low-cut backless clothes only made people think she was deliberately
showing off her body.
Izabe checked her wardrobe, picked out a white shirt and jeans to wear. She braided her hair, put
on sunsses and a mask, and only left after making sure she wouldn''t be recognized.
This body of hers was quite famous in the entertainment circle.
But the way she became famous was different. Others became famous through their works and
were greeted with flowers from fans.
And she became famous for being scolded, when she was recognized by people, all she received
was insults and stones.
Izabe took a cab to the audition site. The window was half-open. She leaned against the back of
the seat, her shoulder resting on the car door, her gaze casually ncing at the retreating scenery
outside the window.
The world had changed a lot in three years. Outside the car window were high-rise buildings, new
buses, and many bicycles still on the road.
Izabe got off the car early, bought some bread and water at a bakery, and sorted out the original
owner''s memories.
Bell had also acted in a school-themed TV drama that didn''t require much acting skills. She yed
a female student in the drama. Her good looks attracted many fans, and the drama scored more
than 60 points.
But after she got into trouble, the score of the drama dropped from 68 to 25, even affecting the male
actor who co-starred with her.
Izabe stopped recalling and called her agent, "I''m here."
"Wait outside, I''ll send Rachel to pick you up."
Izabe waited outside for a while and saw a girl with sses running out. The girl rubbed her eyes,
looked around and didn''t find the person she was looking for. She was about to take out her phone
to make a call when she saw a figure waving at her from a distance.
The girl, adjusting her sses and rubbing her eyes, walked over in confusion. It was only when the
woman waving at her took off her sunsses that she reacted.
"Izabe?"
"What’s up? Don’t recognize me?" Izabe looked at the girl in front of her with a smile. Rachel was
the assistant arranged by thepany for her. They had a close rtionship and was one of the
few people who were nice to Bell.
How close was their rtionship? Probably the kind where you can borrow money without having to
pay it back.
"Izabe, how...how did you be like this?"
"Don''t I look good?"
Rachel quickly shook her head. It wasn''t that she didn''t look good, it was that she looked too good.
Izabe''s features were delicate, and heavy makeup only made her look less attractive.
Now, without makeup, she was stunning. She was naturally beautiful, and now she had changed
her usual bitter image, her smile like sunshine, her eyes cold, making people dare not look directly
at her. In short, she was very impressive.
"You look good. I''ve always said you look much better without makeup, but nobody in thepany
believes me."
No one didn''t like to beplimented. Izabe reached out and touched the girl''s head, and Rachel
immediately blushed.
"I''ll take you to get your number te."
Mr. York''s show was very popr, even the third female lead had many people vying for it. Izabe
walked in and saw a long line of people, raising her eyebrows slightly.
Rachel took Izabe to find a staff member, filled out a form, and got a number te.
It was now one o''clock in the afternoon, the staff member was dozing off in the chair, barely
concentrating, and didn''t recognize the person in front of her was Izabe.
Seeing a good-looking unfamiliar face, he thought it was a new graduate. Who didn''t like pretty
girls? The staff member handed over the form with a smile and patiently reminded her where to
sign, and even kindly ced a cup of water in a convenient ce for her.
The staff member was intentionally staring at the signature position. Seeing the other party quickly
sign Izabe, he was stunned.
This was Izabe? Wasn''t she supposed to look mature and seductive? When did she change like
this? Did she get stic surgery?
Izabe finished signing and put down the pen, "Is it okay now?"
The staff member was so shocked that he stammered, "Y-yes, it is."
"Give me the number te."
The staff member handed over the number te in a daze. By the time he reacted, Izabe had
already walked away.
He took out his phone and clicked into a group chat, typing quickly, "I saw a beauty auditioning for
the third female role in Blood Ties."
"Isn’t it normal for you to see beauties at the audition hall? Who''s the star?"
"Not normal, not normal at all. That beauty is Izabe."
"Izabe? Are you joking? How could she look good?"
"It''s true. I even doubt whether she had stic surgery. You would know what a beauty is only after
you see her without makeup."
"Don''t exaggerate, you know people like Izabe ..."
...
Another person came to get a number te, and the staff member had to put down his phone
helplessly. Even if Izabe looked good, she couldn''t wash away her past bad behavior. It was no
wonder she was good at seducing men.
There were many people auditioning in Hall 3. Even though Izabe came very early, there were
already five people in front of her, all wearing sunsses and masks.
Rachel whispered in her ear, "The one in the front is Banana Entertainment''s Vivian."
Vivian became famous in recent years, with a good figure and good looks. She acted in a TV drama
last year and was popr for a while.
Banana Entertainment had nothing else but money. They invested 20 million in this TV drama, so
Vivian was very likely to get a role because of this.
The two female celebs behind her were unrecognizable to Izabe. She''d always had a hard time
remembering faces, and it took a good while for her to figure out who they were.
No one in showbiz had any respect for the original owner of Izabe’s body. Not only was she of
questionable character, her acting chops were also mediocre at best. No director in their right mind
would give her an audition.
The only reason she was getting a chance to audition this time was because of Kristin’s
rmendation” But let''s be real, pies don''t just fall from the sky. Given Kristin’s past actions, it
was more likely she wanted Izabe to y a supporting role to highlight her own remarkable
brilliance.
Too bad, Izabe had turned into a cactus now, and not everyone could touch her anymore.
Izabe was called in for an auditionst minute. She hadn’t read the original work and her agent
said it was all improv. The script would be given on site to prevent leaks.
Izabe found a seat. The same staff member who had given her the number te earlier came
over with a script in hand. He handed it to Izabe without a word, his gaze sneaking peeks at her.
Izabe didn’t mind; she took the script and thanked him.
The staff member left awkwardly.
“Izabe.” Rachel’s face was smeared with a smug smile, “That staff member was staring at you the
whole time. He probably didn''t recognize you just like I didn''t. Can you just stay like this forever?”
Izabe, flipping through the script, replied, “Haven''t I always been like this?”
Maybe she was the only one who thought there wasn’t much of a change. Rachel seriously doubted
Izabe’s aesthetics.
Seeing Izabe engrossed in the script, Rachel didn’t want to disturb her and took out her phone to
quietly scroll through Twitter.
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Izabe had a good memory. She could remember key phrases in an instant, and then slowly piece
them together intoplete paragraphs.
The female character wasn’t likable. She used to be the heroine’s friend before entering the pce,
but due to her greed and envy, she plotted against the heroine multiple times.
But she wasn’t as lucky as the heroine. After the king found out, he threw her into prison where she
was tortured and died. Most TV shows needed a viin to highlight the goodness and intelligence of
the heroine.
This was the general plot. If she yed the role well, from a different angle, the character could be
seen as a woman striving for her career. Otherwise, she''d be cursed byizens.
Izabe thought of a recent incident where an actress was cursed on Twitter for ying a mistress
who broke up the heroine’s family. They even turned her photo into a memorial picture.
Although it showed her acting was good, the negativements made her extremely depressed.
Not to mention Izabe, who was already universally despised. If she sessfully portrayed this
character, she might even receive death threats after the show aired.
A good director can make a good actor, and vice versa, a good actor can also influence the director
and screenwriter.
After Izabe repeatedly checked the script and confirmed she had memorized it, she put it down
and started to get into character. She hadn''t eaten all day, so her condition was on point. It wasn''t
hard to achieve what she wanted.
Rachel was squatting next to her, engrossed in her Twitter feed. Izabe nced over casually, and
her gaze suddenly froze.
"Who is he?" Even she didn''t know how shaky her voice was, filled with indescribable emotions.
Rachel looked up in confusion, seeing Izabe staring at the photo on her phone screen, she
answered, "That''s Mr. Dempsey. What''s wrong? Don''t tell me you didn''t recognize him?"
Izabe''s heart ached, hershes trembling, her eyes staring nkly at the photo on Rachel''s
phone.
Those far-off memories that had been locked away surged forward, filling her mind like fragile
bubbles, momentarily shutting down her senses.
"Cry Baby, don''t cry, here''s a doughnut for you."
"Come, I''ll carry you home."
"Cry Baby, I''m sorry, I can''t carry you home this time..."
So, the feelings etched in her marrow were something even God couldn''t erase.