As soon as these words were spoken, the room grew even quieter.
The male extra holding a wine glass glanced at everyone present, shaking his head as he continued, "This showbiz, it's all about looks. Even if you're not good at acting, as long as you're good-looking, someone will praise you. For people like us who aren't that attractive, who would even look at us? Even if we wanted to knock on doors at night, they wouldn't open them. They might even mistake you for a thief and call the cops, so people should just accept their fate..."
"Lao Zhang, have you drunk too much? Drink some juice to sober up." Finally, someone could no longer listen and quickly raised a drink to interrupt him.
Lao Zhang looked at him, smiling enigmatically as he accepted the drink, chuckling lightly, "Why can't you handle the truth? Isn't this how you all think in your hearts? I'm just saying what you're thinking."
