Lance originally thought this was not a difficult thing, but the reality was much worse than expected. Since Adriana was attracted by her confidence and outstanding stance, the models seemed to have heard the news and showed their stance, hoping to impress the casting director. This really gave Lance a headache.

In fact, in Lance's view, although these steps have different details, he couldn't tell any of them. After all, he was not a catwalk director, nor a fashion designer. If he wanted to judge the pros and cons by the steps, Lance could only raise his hands and surrender.

However, this detail still allows Lance to make a decision. Choosing Adriana is not because of her step, but because of her strong aura, which coincides with the role of paying tribute to the prophet; then, those models who follow the trend have obviously fallen behind in their self-awareness, and it will be even more difficult to be selected by Lance.

Not to mention Eli, even the other models standing behind couldn't bear to look at each other, and the scene was really a bit chaotic.

However, the little girl still carried out the performance to the end. After the performance, she bit her lower lip and smiled shyly. Her agile eyes flashed, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she gave up and turned back to the team.

Since the little girl was the last one in this group, Lance said directly, "Last girl, you leave the list again." Everyone looked over, and the little girl immediately became the focus of attention. Eli turned his head to look at Lance in confusion. Unfortunately, Lance ignored his exploratory sight, "So, what do you think of your performance just now?"

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled, "I know I'm not an excellent singer." The honest answer made a chuckle sound on the scene, but the little girl didn't mind, "I'm usually a good dancer, but today I obviously performed poorly. I don't think my performance just now can impress you."

"Oh? Then why did you insist on jumping? You know, it's a full 180 seconds." Lance raised his eyebrows and asked jokingly. The general performance is 60 seconds.

The little girl shrugged, "You didn't let me stop." Then she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and laughed playfully, "I just thought, I don't have many opportunities to perform on such a stage. Since it's already here, why not stick to the end? Maybe this time I failed, next time I will accumulate enough experience and will not be nervous anymore."

"It can be seen that you don't have much experience. How old are you this year?" Lance asked curiously.

"Seventeen." The little girl's shoulders shivered lightly, then turned around and looked at the empty stage and said lightly, "This is the first time I've stood on such a big stage. It's so big, isn't it?"

Lance turned his head to look at Eli. Eli pursed his lips, as if he was a little unwilling to give up, but he still had to admit that Lance had a unique vision. The little girl was wearing a white vest and black jeans. Her beautiful figure and curves couldn't be blocked at all. Her slender waist and slender legs really attracted the eye. Her temperament was calm but also had a hint of youthful sexuality. Most importantly, the talking eyes were full of smiles, as if full of stars.

This temperament coincides with Kepabo, with sweetness in tenderness and purity in enthusiasm. It seems quiet, but in fact it is playful.

"Would you like to dye your hair red?" Lance smiled. Although the little girl's dazzling blonde hair was very eye-catching, he was even more looking forward to the effect after dyeing it red.

"Is this saying, have I got this role?" The girl's unrestrained voice made a low laugh sound at the scene, and then Lance nodded, "I think so." The girl immediately began to celebrate with jumping on the spot, the surging waves... were really not consistent with her age.

Eli glared at Lance, angry and funny, and could only interrupt the little girl's celebration by singing, "What's your name?"

"Candice, my name is Candice-swanepoel." The little girl said gaspingly, "So, what should I do next?"

Lance chuckled in Eli's ear, and he couldn't help rolling his eyes again, but he said patiently, "Leave the theater, fill in the information at the door, and go back and wait for our phone number."

"Okay, okay!" Candice jumped up again, and then trotted away. Everyone left looking at each other, but before anyone could speak, Candice ran back like a whirlwind, "Can I leave now?"

"Puchi." Lance couldn't help but laughed out loud. Eli had worked very hard to hold back his laughter, so he could only wave his hand and said weakly, "Yes."

"Thank you, thank you! I love you!" Candice said happily, and then left the stage again. Eli could only wave his hand, "Everyone else can leave too." After everyone stepped down, Eli looked at Lance and wanted to say a few words, but when they met Lance's bright eyes, they couldn't say it. They could only droop their shoulders in depression, "Next group."

The subsequent progress went smoothly, and Lance chose Miranda Kerr to play the role of Deger.

Miranda, who is popular all over the world because of "Victoria's Secret" and Orlando Bloom in the future, is still a slightly immature girl now. Strictly speaking, Miranda is not the most suitable choice for Dyger. Dyger's temperament should be more weird and a bit weird, but Miranda is too sweet.

However, Miranda's blue eyes felt very good. When she was not smiling, her ethereal and ethereal temperament could indeed find the shadow of Daige. If Miranda wore a white wig, or dyed her hair white and let herself empty her during the shooting, then she could interpret Daige's feeling. It was a bit risky, but it was a choice, especially Miranda was beautiful enough to be in the wives and concubines.

Three of the five characters have been identified, but the last two are quite difficult to bear. Until the audition is approaching the end, Lance was unable to find the right candidate in his mind. The main reason is that both Angarard and Chido are special and have relatively more scenes, Lance has to be more picky. However, the male models have been selected, and all three characters have found suitable candidates, and the audition has gained something.

"Oh..." A scream came from the side stage. The faint riot made the models on the stage audition panic. Eli had to stand up, "Quiet, please keep quiet. If you continue to make noise, please leave the theater directly." After these remarks, the noise on the side stage still did not stop. Eli turned his head and saw Lance's brow frowning slightly in the dim light, with a slight anger in his anger. Eli said again, "What's going on in the side stage!"

"Sorry, my fault." A graceful figure walked out from the side stage, a white long skirt flew up due to a big stride. He held a beige cloak jacket in his hand, and his long dark golden hair reflected a faint luster under the light and bright light on the stage. Through the lace pattern, you can see that the healthy wheat-colored skin is faintly visible. The simple strapless upper body is matched with the light and leaping skirt, but there is a thrilling beauty. The waist is the waist, the chest is the chest, the buttocks are the buttocks, and the legs are the legs. The places where you should be thin, and the places where you should be flesh are like the most perfect object outlined by God with a soft ruler.

Without a deliberate attitude, I just walked out of the side platform in a hurry. Since I was holding a coat in my hand, it looked full of life, but that kind temperament made all the noise and all the noise lose their meaning, as if it was even more noisy, and as if it was quieter.

"I just wanted to come over to audition, but I didn't expect it to cause riots. If allowed, I would wait next to me. When it's my turn to show it, I hope it won't cause trouble for you." The voice was a little hoarse and low, not sexual, but full of seductive style, which brought the advantages of talent to the extreme.

Eli stood there in a daze, at a loss, turned around and looked at Lance for help.

The curve of the corner of Lance's mouth was slightly outlined, "Why do you audition now? How about this proposal?"

The woman just paused for a moment, "Although this is a bit rude, but... why not?" The woman nodded to the other models who were auditioning for a moment, then quickly walked to the center of the stage. She quickly put her coat on the ground, then stroked her long hair to the right side, and stood on her right hand with her hips in a fixed position. In the blink of an eye, she entered a state of fighting. The smile on her face became restrained, with a sharp look in the coldness, staring at Lance's location in a constant state, then she said, "I'm ready."

Lance gently retracted his chin and "started."

With a command, the woman began to pose in various positions, as if standing in front of her, her slender and symmetrical body casts a long shadow under the swaying lights. It is simple and neat but has a strong aura. Every move is full of charm and confusion, which makes people unable to help stare at it. Even if there is no other sound on the scene, even if there is no photographer taking photos on the scene, the woman's movements will not appear awkward at all. Instead, the elegance of ballet and the neatness of jazz are revealed in every move, making each movement form a graceful and moving melody.

Sixty seconds, sixty seconds, without any pauses, every posture is unique, showing the different traits of this woman in a refreshing way, making her mouth dry.
Chapter completed!