Volume 681: A Shrewd and Capable Shanghainese ~ The Crazy Maniac CK and the Wanshou Jiageng Who Never Read Original Novels

And the hero and heroine only have each other's shots in their eyes, and the curtain opened in the middle of the close-up shot.

Staring, affectionate staring, the cooperation of Zhou Xun's high heels and Qin Guan's bowed head allowed the two to achieve a surprisingly harmonious height difference in the camera.

The eyes of the two of them seem to be able to speak, interpreting questions, confusion, slight anger, and incomparable loss.

Just eyes, nothing else.

And Zhou Xun, who looked at Qin Guan affectionately in the camera, was about to be overwhelmed by the seductive and attractive eyes of the other party, and the lights on the stage dimmed down very well.

At this time, she hurriedly left with relief, leaving only Qin Guan's sad one-man show.

All the lights in the theater were extinguished, only the stage used as the background, and a dim light, only illuminated Qin Guan's eyes that seemed to be able to speak, leaving nothing else.

The little assistant on the sidelines, holding thick documents, looked into Qin Guan's melancholy eyes, as if his heart was drunk.

'well'

Sighing softly, I don't know if it's for the people in the field or the character in the script.

"cut!"

"Perfect!"

This loud interruption woke up everyone inside and outside the arena.

"Everyone work hard, eat something casually, we will shoot two more scenes, you know the circus venue in Shanghai, oh, the rent is ridiculously expensive."

"Hotel rental is also expensive, why do I think Shanghai is darker than Hong Kong now!"

"The two sides of the strait and the three places have agreed to be a family!"

No one has any doubts about regulating the director's arrangement. The way Xiang movies are shot is such a high-intensity one.

It's not like filming in mainland China where one shot is slowly polished. In Hong Kong, time is money. They can shoot a 40-episode TV series in a week.

In the era of high production of Hong Kong films, one can be produced in two or three days.

What's more, this group of people is filming on the territory of the most business-minded Shanghainese?

In the old days, these were the gathering places of most businessmen in southern China. In this city known as the weathervane of Asian economy, even the most ordinary citizens have inherited and perfected their fine traditions.

You see, no, as the person in charge of the Shanghai side of the circus scene, he just walked over.

"Oh, I still have to shoot at such a late hour."

"Yeah, what is written in our contract is a matter of fate."

"I know this. Don't do this with me. Let's calculate the wages of the workers here."

"Worker? What worker?"

"Oh, let me tell you, you, don't deny it. If you shoot at night, do you want the old man who guards the gate to be here?"

"Yeah, but he's just watching the gate. What does it have to do with our crew?"

"Hey, let me tell you that this has a lot to do with it. You are usually not here, and no one shows up here in the middle of the night. My uncle only needs to check once."

"But now, you guys are making a lot of noise here, do you want to keep an eye on it all the time? It will affect people's sleep!"

The negotiators from the Hong Kong side saw the person in charge of the circus patiently chattering non-stop. He couldn't be bothered, so he reluctantly agreed to pay the workers extra wages on a daily basis.

"Also, let me tell you, if you know that you are filming overnight, I will not even rent it to you!"

"Auntie Cleaning's cleaning money..."

"We dig..."

"What about the security money for patrolling at night?"

"Let's…"

The executive director who finally sent this living ancestor away seemed to have countless flies buzzing around his ears at this time, and the person in charge plunged headlong into the night after leaving the busy shooting location He ushered in his team.

"Old Han, how are you going to negotiate?"

"It's done, they will pay an extra share!"

Looking at the colorful banknotes in their hands, these most ordinary Shanghai citizens burst into cheers.

I dare not call it Dafa anymore, it would be bad if the people inside heard it.

"These Hong Kong people are still so generous."

"That's because their contract was not clearly written, and we still have to work overtime with them. This is what we deserve!"

"That's right, be careful when signing the contract"

A group of cleaning aunts and janitors, like the most astute managers, pointed out the country, counted the banknotes, and disappeared into this brightly lit night.

And the crew members who are still busy on the set have already cleaned up their boxed lunch trip on the set in the fastest way.

This simple bento was purchased from a local canteen nearby, and the price is very affordable. One meat and two vegetables with rice only cost 10 yuan.

These big-name celebrities originally planned to go out for dinner together, but they were defeated in front of Director Chen's pitiful eyes who couldn't leave, and the food box that Sister Xue had slipped back from the outside.

If you are a carnivore, then you must try Shanghai's braised pork.

This meat dish can be crowned with the word "Shanghai" before the braised pork, which shows how unique it is.

A urn of roasted meat in a terracotta pot was still steaming slightly white when the lid was opened.

The crystal clear, bright red flesh, like a transparent jelly, trembled a few times as the jar was placed on the table.

Bouncy and sweet.

This large piece of pork belly served with deep-fried quail eggs was soaked in the secret soup made with rock sugar, just like the most beautiful and delicious girl, lying naked in front of everyone.

The white glutinous southern rice is paired with the same refreshing hibiscus chicken slices and crystal shrimp. This sweet dish is also refreshing for no reason.

"We're welcome!"

In front of the corresponding dishes, Zhou Xun and Zhang Xueyou, who were too lazy to move, just slammed their buttocks across from Qin Guan.

What I hold in my hand is the simplest bamboo chopsticks in simple plastic packaging for pandas to eat bamboo. I pull them from the middle, and the two are interlaced to complete their gorgeous transformation. Then, with the world's most delicious A cuisine has been handed over.

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.

This sentence has been well implemented in China, because in front of delicious food, there is no leisure time for it.

But Qin Guan, who was eating without image and almost buried his face in the lunch box, felt a light impact from an external force on his calf at this moment.

kindness? Maybe one of the two people on the opposite side accidentally kicked him. Qin Guan, who didn't take it seriously at all, used his dexterous bamboo chopsticks to scoop up the earthen pot that was about to bottom out without even raising his head.

Luky! And a piece of meat! (To be continued.)