After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows-Chapter 139 Audition for Wei Fuying

"Teacher number 55, please start your audition. Teacher number 56, please get ready."

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"Number 56..."

Just as Jiang Lingxi was about to stand up, she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by Tong Yue, who was sitting next to her.

"Um, just perform steadily, don’t be nervous!"

Jiang Lingxi: "..." She looked at her wrist that was held tightly, feeling both amused and exasperated, "Sister Tong, are you nervous, or am I nervous? You’re making me feel like it’s you going in for the audition, not me."

Tong Yue awkwardly let go of her hand, "My reaction is a bit over-the-top, go on, quickly, don’t keep Director Wei and the others waiting."

Watching the composed figure disappear through the main entrance, Tong Yue felt her own nervousness ease a bit.

Don’t worry, Xiao Xi can do it!

The door closed behind her, and after waiting for most of the day, she finally saw the interior scene.

This space was about half the size of the hall outside, with all the lighting focusing on the stage directly in front of her. In front of the stage were two rows of chairs, all occupied, with several scrutinizing gazes directed at her.

This reminded Jiang Lingxi of her first day presiding over court sessions as the Imperial Princess in her previous life.

The ministers standing in the court back then also showed similar looks, wanting to see whether she was worthy of bearing the significant title of Imperial Princess.

However, in comparison, those she faced now were much more mild and polite.

She walked step by step up to the stage, finally standing in the center, letting the slightly scorching light that had been on for a long time fall on her. Jiang Lingxi’s gaze swept over the indistinct faces below, finally settling on the middle-aged man sitting in the center, "Director Wei, esteemed teachers, I am Jiang Lingxi."

This was Wei Xiao’s first time seeing Jiang Lingxi in person. Watching her posture, walking, her entire aura, composed and poised, he nodded with satisfaction, until his gaze landed on the number tag she wore, suddenly tensing.

"Are you auditioning for the lead female role?"

As he asked this, the others who were preparing to comment also paused in surprise.

They looked at the girl on stage with more amazement.

Up until now, they had auditioned over fifty actors, including veteran acclaimed actresses, but this was the first time someone auditioned for the lead female role.

Not to mention her acting skills for now, her courage was truly commendable!

Jiang Lingxi gave him a confident response: "Yes."

Wei Xiao frowned, "Actually, I had envisioned you in another role."

"Wei Fuying."

Wei Xiao nodded, "I’ve watched your previous survival livestreams, your archery is quite impressive. It’s recorded in history that Wei Fuying could shoot an arrow precisely at a hundred steps, with skills that didn’t lose to men in strength."

Jiang Lingxi nodded after listening, just when Wei Xiao thought she might give up on stubbornly auditioning for the lead, he heard her counter with a question, "Director Wei, you’re well-read in history records, you should know that Wei Fuying used to be Emperor Yuan Zhao’s personal soldier when she was still the Imperial Princess. Do you know who taught her archery?"

Wei Xiao was taken aback by the question, then pondered, "Could it be Emperor Yuan Zhao?"

Jiang Lingxi nodded.

The history professors invited to be judges exchanged puzzled looks.

They were specifically invited to be judges by the program team for their in-depth research on the history of the Yuan Zhao era.

But they had never come across such a backstory between Emperor Yuan Zhao and Wei Fuying!

Someone couldn’t help but ask, "Young lady, where did you see this historical record?"

"In the ’Yuan Zhao Secret History’."

Everyone: "..."

Is there a historical book by this name? Why does it sound unfamiliar to us?

"Where did you see this book?"

"I stumbled upon it while browsing an elder’s bookshelf at home as a child."

Of course, that wasn’t true; "Yuan Zhao Secret History" was something she wrote intermittently herself. Only Qing Yuan had seen it, and Shen Moqing, barely counting another.

As an emperor’s notes, she never intended to publicize it. Nowadays, that "Yuan Zhao Secret History", barring any surprises, should be buried in her tomb as a companion.

Several professors were still considering borrowing it for a look, then realizing the audition was still ongoing, had to temporarily suppress the thought, nodding to Wei Xiao, "What the young girl says isn’t entirely impossible. Emperor Yuan Zhao wasn’t someone who just sat idly in the Imperial Palace; both in her youth and middle age, she led armies on expeditions. Even if history only mentions her superb spear and sword skills, it wouldn’t be surprising if she also mastered archery."

Who wouldn’t have a diverse set of skills, especially a legendary Empress like her?

Wei Xiao watched helplessly as the esteemed professors he had painstakingly invited were swayed by Jiang Lingxi’s few words, forcing himself to stroke his several-days-unshaved beard, speaking directly, "For the lead female role, I favor an actress around thirty, someone who can hold the stage. You’re too young, it doesn’t truly fit my expectations for the lead. How about you try the role of Wei Fuying instead?"

He puffed out his chest as he spoke, he was the director, his word was final.

Jiang Lingxi glanced at him, nodded, "Alright."

Try it, after all, it’s just a matter of spending a bit more time.

"It looks like you’ve seriously studied the history of the Yuan Zhao era. I won’t go through the whole drawing straws for scenes process. Just perform the segment where Wei Fuying leaves Emperor Yuan Zhao’s personal soldier camp to formally join the military, and is doubted by the soldiers in the camp. Give her the script."

A staff member quickly handed over a piece of paper.

Jiang Lingxi thanked him and took it, though even without looking at the contents, she remembered what Wei Fuying had said back then.

Wei Fuying was the first personal soldier she sent into the military camp. To make a name in a male-dominated military camp was only slightly less difficult than her fight for the throne, there was no way she wouldn’t have been present that day.

"I’ll give you three minutes to memorize the lines and get in character."

"Alright."

But in less than a minute, Jiang Lingxi put the paper back in her pocket, "I’m ready."

Wei Xiao couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, "Very well, begin."

"I am Wei Fuying, entered Li Hen Mountain at three, defeated thirty-nine peers at fifteen, joined Your Majesty’s personal soldiers, accomplished numerous tasks to this day, and claimed no less enemy heads than those of you in battle. Your Majesty personally bestowed me the Red Feather Bow, I can also gallop a thousand miles to decapitate the enemy leader. How am I any less than you, on what basis can I not enter Da Yin’s military camp? If anyone still refuses, come, dare to fight me?"

At the time, seeing Wei Fuying being doubted, Jiang Lingxi felt quite indignant. Only hearing Wei Fuying stand up for herself made her feel somewhat relieved.

The final words, filled with sharpness and murderous intent, made her feel admiration and exhilaration.

Now, mimicking Wei Fuying’s state of mind and reciting those words she had once heard, Jiang Lingxi directly regarded the people below as the doubting soldiers.

As she reached the last sentence, though she tried to suppress her aura, as the word ’fight’ fell, a piercing chill swept over, plunging the entire space into dead silence!