Ynda read through the script. For Wayne, there were indeed many kissing and bedroom scenes, butn didn’t seem to have any kissing scenes before?


    “Yeah, you need to practice more.”


    Simone’s new drama has a bold style. Once it passes censorship, it will definitely dominate this summer’s prime time.


    The lead male role ys a street tough who grew up in the red–light district and got caught up in a murder


    case.


    The investors have poured in a lot, and with many veteran actors involved, the audience will definitely be hooked.


    The lead male’s character is a bit of a rogue. He’s been involved with several women, but each female character is well developed and realistic.


    Ian’s innate stubbornness suits this role perfectly.


    Just as she was about to step on the gas, she saw him still standing outside, looking as handsome as a store mannequin.


    She sighed and rolled up the window. “Are kissing scenes challenging for you?”


    He lowered his eyshes and said, “I’ve never been in a rtionship.”


    Ynda felt a bit puzzled. This person is so good–looking; how could he have never been in a rtionship?


    She recalled how awkward he was thest time he kissed her.


    But that awkwardness was somehow perfectly enticing.


    She quickly pulled back her gaze and looked into the distance. “This drama only has thirty episodes, with six kissing scenes and three bedroom scenes. Each one is crucial. If you really can’t manage, watch how the veterans perform recently.”


    He didn’t say anything. He turned and went inside, closing the door loudly.


    Ynda continued discussing the renovation with Megan over there.


    Megan scratched her cheek. Is this person genuinely clueless or just pretending? Ian clearly wants to practice with her.


    But since she’s not interested, Ian will probably have a hard time ahead.


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    Simone raised an eyebrow when she saw Ynda bring a man in.


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    Ynda sat beside her. “Aunt Simone, this is the talent from my studio. What do you think of him?”


    Simone nced up and down at Ian and nodded slightly. “He looks good. I watched the clips you sent mest night–his acting is solid. But I’m not sure about his on–screen chemistry in the bedroom scenes. I told you, those scenes are crucial.”


    No one woulde into this private room, so Simone started the audition right here.


    She turned off all the lights except for a nearby floormp, leaving just a soft, dim glow.


    Simone sat beside Ynda with her arms crossed. “Ian, right? Take off your clothes. Pants too–just leave your boxer briefs on.”


    Ian froze for a moment and looked at Ynda.


    Ynda cleared her throat and pretended to sip from a ss of water nearby.


    He said nothing further and took off his sports jacket.


    As he was about to pull down his pants, he couldn’t help but nce at Ynda again.


    Simone frowned, “I’m the director. What are you watching your boss do?”


    Lowering his eyshes, the pants slowly slid down, revealing a beautiful mermaid line on his waist and abdomen. The inverted triangle area kept descending, and his muscles subtly rippled along with it.


    With the lighting and his stunning face, this scene was truly captivating and hard to look away from.


    A trace of satisfaction shed in Simone’s eyes, but she clicked her tongue, “It’s good, but still a bitcking.”


    Ian’s hand curled slightly. Thinking of something, he reached out, grabbed the cup of water from Ynda’s hand, and poured it onto his chest.


    The water droplets sshed like sweat rolling down impulsively.


    He wiped his face and fixed his gaze on Ynda.


    Ynda felt dry–mouthed, as if that cup of water was snatched away from her body.


    She struggled to look away and nced at Simone beside her.


    Simone still crossed her arms, a spark of light flickering in her eyes. “This is fine. How about the kissing scene? Can you do it? You need to stick your tongue out because the camera will zoom in, and this shot will be very


    clear.”


    He froze for a moment, about to say he wasn’t good at it, but Ynda interrupted, “Aunt Simone, he can do it.”


    Simone chuckled. “Just saying he can’t cut it. Find someone to try it out. The actress I booked has someone here tonight; I’ll give her a call. Ian, put your clothes on. If you can handle the kissing scene, I’ll pick you.”


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    Ian slowly put on his clothes while Ynda turned on the lights inside the private room.


    The moment the lights came on, the intense surge of hormones finally began to fade.


    Simone was already on the phone. They said they’d arrive in twenty minutes.


    Ynda saw Ian tensing up and poured him a ss of water. “Rx”


    He didn’t take it but stood up. “Director Sinir, Ms. Grant, I’m going to the restroom.”


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    Simoneughed, resting her head on one hand. “Looks like this kid is about twenty–three? Not bad at all. With some good training, he could make you money.” <fn3ff8> Latest content published on fι?dnοvel</fn3ff8>


    Ynda watched him leave the private room and couldn’t help asking, “Aunt Simone, was it the same when you interviewed male actors before?”


    “Hmm, I have very high standards for male actors‘ physiques. These days, many stars have been spoiled by their fans and don’t like to manage their bodies. Ian’s physique is pretty good, but does Charles really know you’re so considerate to male talents? Personally apanying him to auditions.”


    Ynda’s heart skipped a beat, but her expression didn’t change. “Aunt Simone, please keep this a secret. I just want to earn money.“</l>


    Simone didn’t think much of it. After all, Ynda’s identity as a member of the Grant family was more convincing than anything else.</2>


    “Then you’d better keep it tight. Charles can be pretty possessive in some ways.”


    Ynda nodded and got up. “I’ll go check on Ian. He’s probably just a bit shy.”


    “Go ahead. A kid who’s never been tainted by the big city looks genuinely pure.”


    After Ynda left the private room, she headed to the restroom.</6>


    The hotel’s restrooms were all decorated with solid wood, reflecting a typical American style.</7>


    She knocked on the door and called out, “Ian?”


    Ian opened the door. His hair was wet, showing he had just washed his face thoroughly.


    She pulled out a tissue and handed it over, “Are you really nervous?”


    He didn’t take it, turned his head, and was about to close the door again, clearly ufortable about something.