BookToReadChapter 329 John put down his glass of water and looked at Cheryl, carefully analyzing her face. The next moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he sincerely praised, "Not bad!" John immediately becexcited. Her eyes, in particular, were so clear as if untouched by the world. Just one glance gave him the feeling of encountering his first love.
He looked at Cheryl and requested, "Can you givea smile? The kind that makes someone fall for you at first sight." Although his description was vague, Cheryl instantly understood what he meant.
She took a deep breath, composed herself, and slowly lifted her head. She curved her lips slightly, and as her gaze shifted, there was a beauty in it that seemed to strike directly at John's heart. It was an unforgettable look.
John immediately slammed the table with a loud bang.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtExcited, he exclaimed, "Excellent! Not bad! Now, I'm looking forward to this!" It was rare to find actresses who not only looked good but also had a versatile appearance.
Cheryl, who was standing in the sspot, felt much more at ease as if she had gained scourage. However, she was still embarrassed by John's praise, so she just stood there, unsure of what to do.
Marsha leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed, looking at John with a smug expression. "I picked her." Her eye for talent was always sharp. There was no way she would choose someone who wasn't capable. Even Perry, who was sitting beside her, nodded repeatedly. He asked, "She's really quite good. Which agency is she signed with?" Marsha glanced at Perry and bluntly cut him off, saying, "Don't even think about poaching her. She's mine." If that scoundrel, Herman, signed Cheryl, there was no telling how badly she'd be exploited.
Perry, caught red-handed, didn't seem embarrassed at all. Instead, he just smiled, touched the tip of his nose, and continued waiting for the audition to continue.
At this moment, John was filled with anticipation, but he also had sconcerns. After all, this was a major production. If her acting wasn't good enough for the role, there was no way she could be chosen.
He picked up the script from the table, flipping through it as he said, "I'll choose a scene for you to perform on the spot." Only this way could he truly assess her abilities.
Although Cheryl was nervous, she nodded in cooperation. Marsha, on the other hand, sat back leisurely, clearly not planning to interfere.
John pointed to a part in the script and said directly, "This one. Read it over. I'll act it out with you." Marsha glanced at the script. It was one of the most critical moments in the entire story-the moment when the female lead and the second female lead becmortal enemies.
The scene portrayed the two women standing atop a cliff, with the second female lead driving a sword through the female lead's chest. It was a scene of cruelty yet filled with internal turmoil. Forced into a corner by preceding events, the character descended into complete madness and darkness.
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It was a very difficult scene. If performed well, it would belegendary. If donelpoorly, it could make the actress a laughing stock. There was no middle ground. Marsha's lips twitched. She knew that he would pick this scene.
m Cheryl took the script. When she saw the chosen scene, her grip instinctively tightened. She had read the script the night before, so she knew just how important this moment was. The calm she had finally regained was gone, and her nerves instantly surged back.
Sensing her pressure, Marsha m reassured her, saying, "Cheryl, immerse yourself in the role. Think-if you were her, how would you feel? Take a minute to compose yourself, okay?" Cheryl was probably the first person ever to make Marsha speak so gently.
John, sitting beside her, was stunned, his mouth hanging open. Had Marsha just turned soft?
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