The agent only felt satisfied when he heard her agree. As he hung up, he gently reminded her to carefully put on some makeup before she went, and not to be late for the audition at two in the afternoon.
On the surface, Izabella agreed, but she couldn't help but snicker inside. Makeup for an audition? Did they think she was an idiot?
Plus, the original owner of the body’s makeup skills were crappy, and the style the company set for her was mature and sexy.
How could she possibly look mature at just over 20? Not to mention sexy.
Nowadays, people would judge one’s character by looks. Bell had heavy makeup, bright red lipstick, and heavy makeup that covered her delicate face. Her body was great, but she didn't have the aura of a mature woman. Wearing low-cut backless clothes only made people think she was deliberately showing off her body.
Izabella checked her wardrobe, picked out a white shirt and jeans to wear. She braided her hair, put on sunglasses and a mask, and only left after making sure she wouldn't be recognized.
This body of hers was quite famous in the entertainment circle.
But the way she became famous was different. Others became famous through their works and were greeted with flowers from fans.
And she became famous for being scolded, when she was recognized by people, all she received was insults and stones.
Izabella took a cab to the audition site. The window was half-open. She leaned against the back of the seat, her shoulder resting on the car door, her gaze casually glancing at the retreating scenery outside the window.
The world had changed a lot in three years. Outside the car window were high-rise buildings, new buses, and many bicycles still on the road.
Izabella got off the car early, bought some bread and water at a bakery, and sorted out the original owner's memories.
Bell had also acted in a school-themed TV drama that didn't require much acting skills. She played a female student in the drama. Her good looks attracted many fans, and the drama scored more than 60 points.
But after she got into trouble, the score of the drama dropped from 68 to 25, even affecting the male actor who co-starred with her.
Izabella stopped recalling and called her agent, "I'm here."
"Wait outside, I'll send Rachel to pick you up."
Izabella waited outside for a while and saw a girl with glasses running out. The girl rubbed her eyes, looked around and didn't find the person she was looking for. She was about to take out her phone to make a call when she saw a figure waving at her from a distance.
The girl, adjusting her glasses and rubbing her eyes, walked over in confusion. It was only when the woman waving at her took off her sunglasses that she reacted.
"Izabella?"
"What’s up? Don’t recognize me?" Izabella looked at the girl in front of her with a smile. Rachel was the assistant arranged by the company for her. They had a close relationship and was one of the few people who were nice to Bell.
How close was their relationship? Probably the kind where you can borrow money without having to pay it back.
"Izabella, how...how did you become like this?"
"Don't I look good?"
Rachel quickly shook her head. It wasn't that she didn't look good, it was that she looked too good. Izabella's features were delicate, and heavy makeup only made her look less attractive.
Now, without makeup, she was stunning. She was naturally beautiful, and now she had changed her usual bitter image, her smile like sunshine, her eyes cold, making people dare not look directly at her. In short, she was very impressive.
"You look good. I've always said you look much better without makeup, but nobody in the company believes me."
No one didn't like to be complimented. Izabella reached out and touched the girl's head, and Rachel immediately blushed.
"I'll take you to get your number plate."
Mr. York's show was very popular, even the third female lead had many people vying for it. Izabella walked in and saw a long line of people, raising her eyebrows slightly.
Rachel took Izabella to find a staff member, filled out a form, and got a number plate.
It was now one o'clock in the afternoon, the staff member was dozing off in the chair, barely concentrating, and didn't recognize the person in front of her was Izabella.
Seeing a good-looking unfamiliar face, he thought it was a new graduate. Who didn't like pretty girls? The staff member handed over the form with a smile and patiently reminded her where to sign, and even kindly placed a cup of water in a convenient place for her.
The staff member was intentionally staring at the signature position. Seeing the other party quickly sign Izabella, he was stunned.
This was Izabella? Wasn't she supposed to look mature and seductive? When did she change like this? Did she get plastic surgery?
Izabella finished signing and put down the pen, "Is it okay now?"
The staff member was so shocked that he stammered, "Y-yes, it is."
"Give me the number plate."
The staff member handed over the number plate in a daze. By the time he reacted, Izabella had already walked away.
He took out his phone and clicked into a group chat, typing quickly, "I saw a beauty auditioning for the third female role in Blood Ties."
"Isn’t it normal for you to see beauties at the audition hall? Who's the star?"
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