"Out, out!" Zhou Ping hurriedly waved his hand. Two staff members immediately stepped forward to escort a mother and child out of the audition room.
"President Leng, maybe, you... you can take a look at the two in the back?" Zhou Ping asked cautiously.
Leng Zimo flipped through the information sheet in his hand, glanced at the photos of the last two candidates, and casually tossed the sheets onto the table before rising from his chair.
"My time is not meant to be wasted on these boring matters!"
Zhou Ping quickly stood up, "President Leng..."
"One week!" Leng Zimo raised a finger at him. "I’ll give you one more week. I must find the child actor who satisfies me the most, meeting all my requirements in appearance, demeanor, and courage."
"President Leng..." Zhou Ping nearly cried. How could he find such a suitable child actor in one week? "One week is really not enough, and your requirements are too stringent. A four-year-old child can’t possibly be separated from their mother. How about, how about we broaden the age range a bit, to five or six years old? After all, it’s a movie..."
Leng Zimo stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Zhou Ping’s face. "What did you say?"
"I... I said, maybe we can broaden the age range a bit. After all, it’s a movie; actually, five or six isn’t much different from four years old, and the audience won’t know..." Zhou Ping said.
Leng Zimo interrupted him, "But I would know."
Zhou Ping looked helpless, "Fine, I’ll go find someone right away."


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