Chapter 603 601. Cooking
Originally, Xu Xin thought that all the scenes would be filmed in 33 days, which would be the end of October at most.
The movie itself didn’t have many shots, and it ended at the end of October anyway.
But I didn’t expect that Yanjing didn’t know what the weather was like in late October. There was a show about saying that rain was not rain, and snow was not snow. The crew had to postpone it for two days.
It seems that I can't go to accompany my wife and children to warm up the kang.
Although it is regrettable, there is nothing to do.
As for this situation, the little young woman also expressed her understanding.
After all, her relatives always come at the beginning of the month. During this time, she looks at her husband like looking at the window grilles.
I like it no matter how I look at it, but it's just a window grille, a little useless waste.
After comforting Xu Xin and telling him to drink less, he tidied up and went to filming.
And Xu Xin hung up the phone, walked back to the large private room of the hotel, and heard Wang Sicong yelling:
"The report is over? Hurry up, I'm waiting for you to open the table!"
"What's the hurry?"
Xu Xin glanced at him angrily.
Looked at the Patek Philippe in his hand again.
Grandma, he really feels sorry for losing these millions.
Forget it, just give it, the meat bun beats the dog, there must be no return.
It can only be said that you are careless in making friends.
Met a friend who likes to take advantage of me.
Returning to his seat, he picked up his wine glass and looked at the twenty or thirty people at the table.
This table is basically the main actors and core members of the crew.
Like some theater affairs and the like, I can't sit at this table for the time being.
"It's not the first time I've eaten, and I don't want to talk nonsense. With this glass of wine, congratulations to our crew on a complete success!"
After finishing speaking, the cup gently knocked on the automatically rotating glass table:
"Do it! Everyone has worked hard."
"Director Xu has worked hard, everyone has worked hard."
"Thank you for your hard work~"
Following his words, a group of people laughed and echoed.
And Xie Wei touched Tang Yan next to her with a wine glass:
"Old Tang has worked hard."
"Hey~ Everyone has worked hard."
Tang Yan said with a smile.
Then, Xie Wei handed the cup to her right hand again:
"Brother Cong worked hard."
"Well, let's go one. Everyone has worked hard."
A group of people can’t talk about greetings, and their hard work reveals sincerity and sincerity everywhere.
Indeed, although it has been less than a month, everyone has been in the same crew during this period, and everyone knows the hard work they have put in for a play.
Finishing does not mean parting, after all there is still post-production.
But the official journey is indeed coming to an end.
So, this glass of wine was drank together in this hard work.
But there is a slight difference.
Xiwei, Jay Chou, and Lang Lang all drank red wine.
The first two are singers, liquor is harmful to the throat. Although Xi Wei also knows the strategy formulated by her company, she will develop into the film and television industry in the next stage, but it does not mean that she will give up her career as a singer.
So still need to pay attention to some.
And Lang Lang is also at the peak of his performance recently.
After all, it is almost the end of the year, and there is no such thing as the Spring Festival in foreign countries. Many performances start in November and last until before Christmas.
An occasional hangover is nothing to ordinary people.
But there are still differences in the feel of the piano.
What's more, there are a lot of people in this game, if someone touches his finger after drinking too much, gets frustrated or bumps into him, it's not appropriate.
So he is also holding red wine.
But others didn't say that.
Director Xu drinks the table, it's your fault that you drink a Liangzi.
Come come come.
Drink up!
Wang Sicong glanced at Xi Wei's wine glass after finishing the wine in his wine cup.
He didn't look at it intentionally, because he was sitting on Xie Wei's right hand, and he was drinking with his left hand, and the wine dispenser was just next to the red wine glass drinking with his right hand.
"...the mouth is so big?"
Seeing Xie Wei's gulp, he raised his eyebrows.
Xi Wei shrugged casually:
"Drinking red wine is enough to stand cheap, so you can't sip it."
"Oh, pay attention."
Wang Sicong followed the crew of "33 Days" all the way.
During the filming period, Xu Xin forbade everyone in the film crew to drink alcohol at parties of any nature.
Although he doesn't know whether to drink behind closed doors, the rules are still the rules.
Before filming started with the addition of the crew, the actors and crew ate meals separately, so this was also the first time for him to drink with Xi Wei.
Hearing what these sisters said, he gave a thumbs up.
Well, sure enough.
Seventh Brother is still Seventh Brother.
awesomeness.
Drinking with this kind of person is the most comfortable.
Never less than you.
As for the episode between the two of them, Xu Xin didn't care.
After talking about the first chopsticks dish, and signaling everyone to start eating, he said directly to Xue Yong:
"Brother Yong, I have to leave after dinner, and I will leave everything here to you. Save the master tape and send it directly to the factory. The rough cut follows the main line of the script..."
"Well, Director Xu, don't worry."
Xue Yong nodded:
"The master tape has been locked in the box, and I'll go back to the factory with it after dinner."
"good."
Xu Xin nodded, and looked at the actor again:
"When the fine cut is finished, I will tell everyone in advance when it is time to dub, and remember to leave time to complete the post-production when the time comes."
This is the job of an actor, so everyone nodded as it should.
Then Xu Xin brought up the second cup:
"Come on, everyone has worked hard..."
…
Xu Xin basically drinks too much at the finale.
Whether it’s "Secret" or "The Wind", or "Acid Slag...
Look at it, you can't talk anymore.
But there is no way.
Once the crew enters the shooting state, it is actually like a closed training camp for everyone.
And finalizing means lifting the ban, which means the end of a busy period of time.
Everyone needs to take a breather.
So, he never refuses anyone, even if he has a scheduled itinerary to fly to the magic capital.
One meal lasted until 3 o'clock in the noon. When they disbanded, Xu Xin was reeking of alcohol from drinking, and the road was a little staggering.
But what I feel more in my heart is a feeling of relief from stress.
After rejecting the persuasion of several Faxiao and friends, he got into Su Meng's car directly.
Sister Bingbing has already arrived in Shanghai from Hengdian.
The two of them have to fly to Tokyo tomorrow morning. This is a business matter, and there is no delay.
Waved his hand as farewell, and was the first to leave.
And after he left, others planned to leave one after another.
During the recording of Good Voice, Jay Chou, who took a day off to play a guest role, turned his head and glanced at Lang Lang and Wang Sicong:
"you two?"
"You go your own way, don't worry about it."
Lang Lang waved.
Seeing this, Jay Chou nodded:
"Okay, then I'll go first."
"Um."
Holding his girlfriend's hand, Lang Lang glanced at Wang Sicong again:
"What do you say?"
"I'm going back to Tianlai. The program is planning to invite guests and formulate specific links in the past two days. Sober up and accompany everyone to continue working overtime."
Hearing that his friend was so dedicated to his work, Lang Lang was moved.
Then…
"We went home to rest."
"just go."
Wang Sicong narrowly blinked at his friend, then swaggered towards his Bentley.
Getting into the car, leaning against the back seat, he yawned...
"Apple, go to the company."
"OK."
Guo Ping started the car.
The young master who was also drinking in a twirling world felt his twirling world tremble, thinking that this should be a speed bump at the exit of the underground parking lot.
I was thinking about it when I suddenly heard Guo Ping's voice:
"Brother, the front... seems to be someone from the film crew, but I don't know whose car broke down."
"...?"
Wang Sicong subconsciously opened his eyes, and saw an old Buick GL8 on the side of the road with double flashing lights, and the driver was holding a phone and talking something while leaning against the raised hood.
"Seventh Brother's car, right?"
Xingzhi International, where Xiwei works, is a brokerage company founded by Wu Yifeng, a well-known manager of Wanwan. Most of the artists signed are people from Xiangjiang or Wanwan. And mainly in film and television, a singer like Xi Wei who made her debut in the talent show, although she belongs to Star International, but the treatment can be seen from her old GL8.
so so.
The reason why Wang Sicong remembers it so clearly is also because the entire crew is just such an old GL8.
The new GL8 has been replaced a long time ago, and its appearance is also better.
Then he said:
"Pause."
Guo Ping stopped the car beside GL8.
Wang Sicong lowered the car window and asked the driver:
"What's wrong? The car broke down?"
"Uh...Mr. Wang..."
The driver was a little embarrassed.
But still nodded:
"The car can't put into second gear."
"The automatic transmission can't be engaged in the second gear? Is there something wrong with the gearbox?"
Wang Sicong asked in a daze, but he didn't know how to repair a car, so he added:
"Where is Brother Seven?"
"inside."
The driver pointed to the compartment.
"Seventh Brother~"
"..."
"Hey, Seventh Brother!"
Shouted twice in a row, and the door was pulled open.
Xiwei looked at Wang Sicong in a daze:
"ah?"
"Ah what? The car broke down?"
"I do not know."
She scratched her head and looked forward...
"The car broke down? I'm confused."
"Okay, don't read."
Wang Sicong was speechless:
"You and your assistant get in my car. I'll take you two back."
Hearing this, Xi Wei asked the driver who came over:
"How long will it take?"
"possible…"
The driver couldn't give a definite answer either.
Seeing this, she stopped writing. She said to her assistant, a short-haired girl whom she nicknamed "Xu Dafa" but whose real name was Wang Sicong, who didn't know her name:
"Fat, let's go."
"Uh... ok."
So, the two got into the car directly.
Guo Ping was driving, Xu Dafa was in the co-driver, Xi Wei and Wang Sicong were in the back seat.
After Xu Dafa got into the car, he told Guo Ping the address, and Guo Ping nodded and walked there.
The two people in the back row didn't communicate at all.
They all looked like they were falling asleep with their heads thrown back.
Don't even bother to exchange pleasantries.
Guo Ping drove all the way to a residential building given by Xu Dafa. According to the other party's instructions, she turned around and came to the gate of the community.
I heard Xu Dafa say:
"Then, just stop there."
Following the direction she pointed, Guo Ping saw a man with short hair and a mask looking around.
She didn't think much about it, and directly parked the car in front of her.
And Xu Dafa shouted after opening the car door:
"elder brother."
"...?"
Lin Zijun, who was wearing a mask, was taken aback.
It seemed that Xu Dafa was wondering why Xu Dafa didn't get out of a commercial vehicle, but got out of a Bentley instead.
While he was wondering, the other party had already opened the door of the back seat.
"Sister, we are here. Brother Lin is here to pick us up."
In a daze, Xi Wei heard someone calling her, and opened her eyes again in a daze.
"Ah?...Are you here?...Ah! Lao Lin..."
After seeing Lin Zijun wearing a mask, she realized something and turned her head...
Big Pharaoh is sleeping soundly behind the driver.
"Brother Cong, hey, Brother Cong."
She shook twice, and Wang Sicong replied in a daze:
"Um?"
"I'm home...can you go up and sit down..."
"Not going."
The young master turned his head, glanced at her, and said directly:
"I still have something to do when I go back to the company."
"Oh, yes."
After getting out of the car with the support of Lin Zijun and Xu Dafa, he turned his head unsteadily and said to Guo Ping:
"Then you take good care of him... Then what... Go to the company and tell me..."
"OK."
To Guo Ping, this was purely a small talk. After answering, he asked Xu Dafa:
"I'm going north, can I get on the elevated road ahead?"
"able…"
Xu Dafa pointed out the way for Guo Ping.
But Lin Zijun glanced at the car subconsciously.
That person...is Wang Sicong! ?
Soon, Guo Ping took Wang Sicong, who was unconscious, away, and Bentley, who was incompatible with the environment of this community, merged into the traffic flow.
Putting on the mask Xu Dafa gave, Xi Wei walked into the community with the help of the two in a daze.
Red wine has a really strong rebounding power.
She was really confused.
At this moment, she heard what Lao Lin asked:
"Why didn't you take your own car?"
"That wrecked car is halfway there!"
Xi Wei responded in a daze.
But Lin Zijun's eyes became a little strange.
The car... broke down on the way?
Came back in Wang Sicong's car?
Then Wang Sicong wants to go back to the company?
Which company do you want to return to? Wanda? Shuangwei? ... No matter which company it is, it is not in Nancheng.
Question: My girlfriend's car broke down and she didn't call me. Instead, he called a rich second generation who had money to drive a Bentley. The rich second generation was about to go to the company, and turned back halfway to pick up my girlfriend and send her home.
Request: How much fuel does this Bentley have per 100 kilometers.
? ? ?
For no reason, Lin Zijun's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
She really likes...no, Xie Wei.
I love Xie Wei so much.
From the first time I saw her, I fell in love with her at first sight.
Especially after realizing that she doesn't seem to resist girls...
It really took a long time, and it took a lot of effort to confess successfully and be with her.
Xi Wei is not the kind of girl who is easy to handle.
But now...
For no reason, thinking of that Bentley, a strong feeling of "I'm about to lose it" filled her heart.
Looking at the girlfriend who is staggering and walking...
She panicked.
Panicked and couldn't help asking:
"Did you specifically call him to come over to see you off?"
"…ah?"
The bewildered Xie Wei didn't take it seriously when she heard this.
There is no intention of hiding anything, just tell the truth.
"No, it just so happens... hiccup."
While talking, he hiccupped.
But there are often some truths in this world that are more likely to cause misunderstandings.
It was like the word problem that lingered in Lin Zijun's mind just now.
By chance?
Yanjing City is so big, how could it be a coincidence?
What's more, when Xi Wei got out of the car just now, she clearly heard the female driver say that she was going north.
This is Nancheng.
How could it be possible to drop by! ?
Suddenly, Lin Zijun was in a state of confusion.
She still wanted to ask something, but after seeing the door of the unit, Xi Wei staggered towards the inside.
Drunk too much, she has only one thought.
Go home and sleep!
"..."
Seeing this, Lin Zijun didn't dare to think too much, so she stepped forward quickly and helped her into the unit door.
never mind.
I should have thought too much...
Qibao likes handsome guys, no matter male or female, they all like handsome guys.
Besides being rich, Wang Sicong has nothing to do with being handsome.
…
"Sister Bingbing, Sister Yingying."
Pushing open the door, Su Meng greeted people politely when she saw someone coming outside.
Then bent down and handed over the slippers that had been prepared.
Liang Bingning walked into the room, and Wang Dongying behind her was still carrying two large plastic bags.
Seeing this, Su Meng hurriedly said:
"Sister Yingying, let me come."
"You can help me with this bag."
Wang Dongying handed her one of the lighter plastic bags.
Then Su Meng was stunned.
There are some ingredients in the plastic bag.
…Ingredients? ? ?
Her eyes were full of doubts.
And Liang Bingning stepped on slippers, looked around the layout of Tomson Yipin, took off her windbreaker, and asked:
"What about him?"
"Brother Xu is still sleeping."
"Is that so..."
Hearing this, Liang Bingning nodded:
"are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry, we didn't finish eating until after three o'clock."
"That's just right, I'm making it now, let's eat it later."
"...Ah? Sister Bingbing, you..."
Looking at Su Meng who was full of surprise, Liang Bingning smiled and asked:
"I haven't heard of it, do you think I can't cook?"
"Well…"
For a while, Su Meng didn't know what to say.
But Liang Bingning waved her hand:
"Okay, just take care of him. Yingying, come and help me."
She first took steps in one direction.
Then he paused again, and then turned to Su Meng and asked:
"Where's the kitchen?"
"It's the side where you go, sister."
"Um."
Liang Bingning nodded and walked towards the kitchen.
And Su Meng looked at the appearance of the two of them, and muttered in her heart:
"Sister Bingbing is really virtuous... She is so famous, she even cooks herself... Bah! How can this place use virtuousness!"
…
"...where's my Richard Mille?"
After opening his eyes, he wanted to check the time.
As a result, after seeing the watch in his hand, Xu Xin came up with the first idea in a daze.
Then, he moved his nose.
It smells so good.
It has a strong sauce flavor.
Sister has stewed meat?
This is the first reaction.
But immediately he shook his head.
Not right.
This is the taste of soy sauce, not the smell of soy sauce made by my daughter-in-law.
Besides...she is in the Northeast now, and I am in Yanjing...Oh no, I am in Shanghai.
Who would that be?
Cute?
She boiled a biochemical bomb again? This time the bomb seems to be alright...
The complicated thoughts after drinking began to rattle in the dull thinking.
Getting up in a daze, he ran to the bathroom first.
When he came out again, there were already some water stains on his face.
Wiping his face, he walked out of the room wondering:
"Cute."
"Eh!"
In the living room at the end of the corridor, Su Meng's voice sounded.
Xu Xin walked wonderingly, and asked:
"What are you cooking? So fragrant? I'm hungry...huh???"
When through Su Meng's body, he saw Liang Bingning who was sitting on the sofa holding a pot of colorful vegetable leaves, cheering at him, he was immediately stunned.
"Sister Bingbing?"
"Are you awake? Let's eat then."
The woman with the sleek ball head put down the bowl full of vegetables in her hand, smiled and stood up.
"Uh... Sister Bingbing, why are you here?"
Xu Xin looked bewildered.
Liang Bingning shrugged, walked towards the kitchen, and said:
"I know you drank too much, I've been thinking about this until night. I just chatted with you about tomorrow's itinerary, and I'll come over after connecting with you. By the way, I'll let you try my craft."
After speaking, she and Wang Dongying both entered the kitchen.
Xu Xin still hadn't realized it, and after following into the kitchen, she saw Liang Bingning throwing noodles into a pot.
Seeing him standing at the door, he said:
"I'm not very good at making pasta, I'm just starting to learn. The noodles made in the afternoon were not ready, so I can make do with some dried noodles today, okay?"
"Uh... that's fine."
Xu Xin didn't resist, but moved his nose and said:
"what else?"
Hearing this, Liang Bingning smiled and opened a stuffy jar on the stove.
"See for yourself."
Xu Xin walked into the kitchen and peeked inside.
The eyes are full of wide and thick pork belly that is about the length of an adult's palm.
"This is... handle meat?"
For no reason, he remembered the Shandong cuisine he had eaten in a Lu restaurant.
"That's right, authentic handle meat."
"..."
Xu Xin looked at the maroon-red and slightly blackened soup, even the skin was maroon-red, and the pot was full of three layers of five flowers, and subconsciously said:
"Isn't that too much?"
"It's okay, the refrigerator is big enough, freeze it, and if you want to eat it later, put the soup and meat back into the pot, and just put the noodles in it. It's delicious~...Okay, you go out, I'm going to start cooking."
"Well…"
Following her words, Xu Xin realized that a lot of green peppers had been cut on the chopping board.
But no other side dishes.
He subconsciously blurted out a sentence:
"Fried peppers?"
"Yes, stir-fried peppers, pork belly, noodles in broth, okay?"
Liang Bingning asked with a smile.
But Xu Xin's eyes became more and more strange.
Don't mention the meat.
I didn’t say anything about broth noodles.
As long as it is noodles, he can eat any noodles.
It can be served with fried peppers...
He nodded silently, and responded:
"Okay. Then I'll take the bowl..."
"I don't need you, just wait outside."
Liang Bingning sent him away forcibly.
When he walked to the door of the kitchen, he glanced at the back of the cooking woman, but muttered in his heart:
"My father taught you?"
(end of this chapter)