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Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 The Return of H

“Oh right! Elise, I need to tell you something.” Samantha suddenly held Elise’s hand and lowered her voice. “Fenix Entertainment was recruiting actors for a new drama set in the ancient era, so I sent in my application. But you know what? They told me to go for the audition this afternoon. I was going to ask Riley to come with me but she has some personal matters to settle, so can you come with me instead?”

Samantha was looking at her expectantly. Since it was just a self-study session that afternoon, Elise agreed. “Sure. I’ll take the afternoon off then.”

That delighted Samantha. “Alright. See you later.”

After they had lunch, Samantha grabbed Elise and took a cab to Fenix Entertainment. Elise thought the company sounded familiar, but when she came to the front door, she realized that it was Jack’s agency.

Just when she was immersed in her thoughts, Samantha grabbed her arm and snapped her out of it. “Hurry up, Elise. It’s starting in twenty minutes. We don’t want to be late.”

They went into the elevator. There was already a guy wearing a cap in there when they came in. When he saw them, the guy lowered his cap.

Elise thought he looked familiar, but she couldn’t remember who he was. It wasn’t after she got out and saw the posters on the corridor did she realize who the man was. Hey, that’s the new best actor—Ernest.

“Hi, may I know where’s the audition for Truest Love?” Samantha asked a crew member.

The crew member pointed to the right. “Walk down this corridor to the end. It’s in the last room.”

“Thanks.” Samantha took Elise and went down the corridor.

There were a lot of people auditioning. When Samantha took her number, it was around fifty, so they had to wait for a few hours.

“I would have come a bit later if I knew it would drag on this long.”

Elise calmed her down by saying, “It’s fine. That means you can be more prepared. Read your script.”

Samantha looked at the script she just got. “Let’s go there then. You can help me out.”

They went to the less crowded balcony, and Samantha combed through the script.

At the same time, Jack was playing some games on the couch in the room next door while his manager was scrolling through some data, looking worried. “Jack, your numbers have plummeted. You dropped out of the top five on Trending and the popularity ranking. You used to be in the top three. Even your songs dropped out of the top twenty on the search list.”

Jack answered calmly, “It’s normal, Ronald. That’s how it is with the entertainment industry. We should just accept it.”

Ronald didn’t like it that Jack was being so unmotivated. “Oh, what do you know? The most important thing for a celebrity is their value. Sure, your fanbase is sturdy, but you’re losing them quickly. All the newbies are starting to gain a lot of ground. If you don’t work hard, you’ll be a nobody in two years, tops.” He kept pacing back and forth. “Have you been coming up with a new song like I asked you to?”

Jack answered nonchalantly, “Sure. I’m doing it right now, so don’t push me. I’m gonna lose this match at this rate.”

Ronald stopped pacing. “I can’t just count on you. I must call Noel and ask him to write some new songs for you. And interact with your fans on Twitter when you have time. Keep them interested.”

Jack went on playing his game in silence, but after Ronald went out, he put his phone down and put on a serious look. Then, he logged into his Twitter account to read through his fans’ comments. Finally, he drafted one tweet, but in the end, he deleted it. “Forget it. I’ll just leave it like this.”

He got up and went out of the room.

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