I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 538 536. Wushuang, must be happy
The crew of "33 Days" began preparations.

Xu Xin doesn't use his old team, there's no need.

Li Pingdong's appearance fee has already caught up with the investment of half of the movie, and Xu Xin plans to use a photographer recommended by Shanghai Film Studio for this movie.

Let the cooperation between the two sides become closer.

The casting of actors and various plans of Fu Huadao are also on the agenda.

Xu Zhi and the others are no longer the idiots who didn't know anything. They have established their own network in the past two years. Whether it's crew members or various businesses, they can almost be said to be experts, so this matter is left to them.

In one game of poker, Xu Xin lost more than 3 yuan...

There is not much money, the main reason is that I am upset.

Maybe it's really degraded after not playing cards for a long time.

In the past, he obviously picked three in one.

The ecological structure of Hengdian remains the same as before.

Successfully disgusting the bitches, he was stuck at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and rushed to the filming location of the old residence of Ming and Qing Dynasties in the film and television city by car.

When she saw Xu Xin's face in her early twenties at most, Sister Wang looked skeptical about life.

"Are you... are you going to propose to me again?"

He was very curious, did this girl wear high heels?

He's not slow to get into film thinking.

The relationship between the two brothers is here, as long as he understands, he understands.

"Brother Xu, this is the last scene. Director Shang wants to break the fourth wall~"

"Actually, after I couldn't find the car, I thought about it myself... Maybe it's a way to save money and avoid disasters. So I haven't gone to the 4S shop for so long since you saw it, and asked someone to locate the signal. It blocked it for me once. Calamity, don't worry, I know what to do in the future."

Want to eat, at least a week in advance.

In the end, the three people who were full of wine and food went to another old market without stopping in the afternoon.

But how young... don't know.

Then the two went out together.

"what?"

"Tonight... this? Let's enjoy... the view."

not to mention...

Even the dishes made in some old restaurants don't taste like when I was a kid.

I'm going to vomit.

Bad drunk crab, bad drunk shrimp, and two green vegetables.

Because of the angle, Yang Mi couldn't see him.

Yang Mi hardly took the initiative to call him when he was busy with work.

"Director Xu."

After posting, I threw the phone in the bedroom and went to take a shower.

After confirming that these three people were not the ones from the relevant departments to find fault, the staff ignored them.

only……

That's right, this is the purpose of "Bite of the Tongue".

And at this moment, he heard a "cracking" sound.

It was the first time for Yang Mi to eat it, and Xu Xin hadn't eaten it for a long time.

He recognized his brother in the crowd at a glance.

"..."

It's not that he is so pure, but that he has something to do tomorrow and needs to rest early.

He didn't leave, and stood behind the group of people watching.

According to the address entered on the navigation, the two came to Sanyang Nanhuo Store in the old city.

Urban themes, especially in the city of Yanjing.

"Well, didn't Director Xu often go to Nanyang Department Store before? This place has a longer history than that one."

After taking dozens of photos, at noon, Yan Dazhong pointed the way for Xu Xin, and came to a place full of old alleys.

"Kach~" There was a sound, and Su Meng, who had gone out to buy breakfast, came back.

After all, no one stipulates that after becoming a neighbor, one must be a friend of eight worshippers.

But what does it matter.

"go to hell!"

Then I saw Wuwu Yangyang, about a dozen people gathered at the front door of the room in front of me, some were holding a DSLR, some were holding a small camera, and some were pushing a fixed lens... Anyway, a group of people started to go to the door tie.

After visiting all three places in the plan, he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Said Yang Mi, cooked.

Xu Xin also smiled.

……

So, as the scene was busy for a while, soon, Yang Mi, who was facing the camera at the door, and Xiao Jian, who was standing opposite her, took their seats respectively.

In fact, he really wanted to stick his body out and look up... But the problem is that if he poked his head out and someone was drawing silk over there, he would jump off on the spot because of his bad temper, and he could only wash it off by smashing it directly into the Huangpu River...

After dispelling the heat, coupled with the comfort of having just taken a shower, he leaned back on the chair and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That's it, hang up."

After saying hello, Xu Xin looked at the inside of this really big shop...in fact, he didn't even need to look at it.

But this taste is... the most comfortable taste he has tasted in the past few years.

As a native of Modu, Yan Dazhong held a camera in his hand, with a touch of emotion in his eyes:
"When I was young, I could only come here once during Chinese New Year... Then every year when I came here, I had to line up from the inside to the outside. Just to buy some duck with ham and sauce, and eat it during the Chinese New Year...the taste is really delicious."

"I want to drink in your collarbone."

Go to bed when your hair is dry.

Waking up in the morning, Xu Xin with dark circles under his eyes was moaning.

Grandpa, let's change houses.

Xu Xin's expression suddenly changed.

I must have heard wrong.

The Shaanxi taste he recommended is not the many pasta in Xi'an.

An ordinary kitchen is bigger than a home kitchen.

He has no intention of continuing to communicate with the other party.

And the two bought yellow steamed buns, which are really rare now, in the vegetable market on the other side of Linzhou Avenue.

fool……

Xu Xin finished eating after this trip, and gave a positive opinion on his shooting plan.

"Oh~"

Haven't seen the movie.

With their backs facing each other, Wushuang slowly turned around, took a step, walked out of the door, and sat directly on the threshold:
"little six……"

That is, go around the counter.

After entering Sister Wang's private restaurant that didn't even have a sign on it, the two of them started to exchange pleasantries.

"!!!"

With the aim of "reminiscing about the taste of childhood", Yan Dazhong told Xu Xin about his experience in this department store when he was a child.

"Haha, then Director Xu can buy it with confidence. I came here yesterday, and I just bought one for home~"

He himself didn't eat anything in the morning, and the soup was soaked into the rice at the end of his lunch.

Doodle.

At this time, a gust of wind blew over by the river.

It just so happened that Xu Xin was in Shanghai, so he made an appointment to step on the spot together.

Looking at the ceiling, his expression changed...

Do you have to use the mouth of "Wu Shuang" to tell me during filming?
Looking at Xiao Liu who naturally rested his head on Wushuang's shoulders and made a little bird-like gesture.

Rejected several people's invitations to "go out for a while".

Among the crowd, Xu Xin also laughed out loud after Xiao Liu finished speaking.

is really good.

In fact, I can’t say that. It should be said that it is the taste that I didn’t understand before, but now I cherish it the most.

The view is fantastic.

"..."

Wushuang laughed.

It's not that they don't shoot Dayazhitang's stuff, it's just that... nobody in Dayazhitang eats it every day.

While thanking Yang Mi, she gave Xiao Jian a big hug.

And at noon on August 8rd, the bitches called him again:
"Brother, come over in the afternoon. I only have one scene with Xiao Liu left in the afternoon, and it will be filmed at dusk."

She is really not the kind of academic, a chef with solid knife skills.

They are going to eat at a private restaurant that specializes in local dishes in Shanghai.

The time is also close to 12 o'clock.

Wushuang's perfect curtain call, she wanted to commemorate it with her brother.

Patting him on the shoulder, Xu Xin stopped talking nonsense.

Xu Xin stretched his head and looked inside the crowd.

In this way, the three of them were busy until noon in the rounds and rounds of criticizing the food culture of the magic city.

I completely forgot everything that happened last night.

Don't tell me...the movement is quite gentle.

No.

have to.

Xu Xin had a question mark on his forehead.

? ? ? ?
Wait a minute!
Wait, wait, wait!

"Ok?"

The sun is still strong and the sun is still shining.

He nodded slightly.

Mom... Mom!
He unconsciously touched his collarbone.

It seems that there are more group performances.

Just out of the pan, still hot.

When I was a child, I ate whatever I ate, and I felt like my throat was loud.

This time, the two of them came to investigate this place.

He was standing at the door, and the salty smell inside kept gushing out, and got into his nasal cavity along the mask.

Wushuang has a perfect ending.

"Don't drink while driving in the future, you can't afford to bet on accidents, you know?"

Which places are suitable for shooting, and which places look good, for a person who has turned Yanjing over the years, he already has a rough idea.

He didn't think much of it.

They even agreed with the three of them to take close-up pictures of these chefs handling the ingredients.

"Wulin Biography" Zhu Wushuang!

Suddenly his stomach began to feel uncomfortable.

The boss of that family is also old, making yellow buns is too hard, and his children are filial, so he won't let him do anything this year.

Not long after that, Xiao Jian, who played Xiao Liu, also walked in behind Yang Mi.

Over the years, the city has changed too fast, and many old flavors have disappeared or withered.

I just added a table with Yan Dazhong at noon, and he was too embarrassed to speak at night.

He was left speechless by his wife's words and said angrily:

The evening breeze from the Huangpu River is very comfortable.

It's delicious to this extent.

Then Xiao Liu smiled.

"Ah."

Carrying two boxes of freshly baked pan-fried buns, Su Meng looked puzzled.

It's pretty outrageous.

have to.

When several security guards saw Sun Ting and Xu Xin, they consciously stepped aside.

At the same time, he said softly:

Others are here to buy things, but the three of them are fine, chatting and taking pictures at the same time.

"This is this."

"...You can eat by yourself, I don't have much appetite."

Three people, six dishes.

I'm thinking about it.

But Yang Mi was overjoyed:

what is this?
Is this how filming is done?
He was wondering, when he saw Yang Mi, who was wearing a brown police uniform and was putting a hat on her head, came out in a hurry.

"Director Yan, I'm at the gate of Sanyang Nanhuo Store, where are you?"

"puff……"

As a native of Modu, Yan Dazhong has his own set of criteria for judging the taste of Old Modu.

On Yang Mi's side, if the filming progress of Wushuang's Wushuang scene in "Wulin Biography" is fast, it will be finished tomorrow.

Then after letting go of him, he didn't let go completely, but stopped Xiao Jian, looked at the sky, and shouted with a smile on his eyes:
"Wu Shuang and Xiao Liu must be happy!!!"

Ignoring everyone, the girl looked up at the sky and blessed Wushuang from the bottom of her heart.

Make him feel pity.

The author of this novel is also working in Yanjing, and with reality as the basis, Xu Xin also knows the places depicted in her book.

"It's great to be with you~~~"

……

Immediately, Xu Xin felt cordial.

On the contrary, I am very happy.

"Ha~ I... poured... collarbone..."

Hearing the intermittent voice, Xu Xin's goosebumps all exploded.

But no matter what, the sister Wang that Yan Dazhong said is the representative of the local cuisine in Shanghai.

No... something wrong with my ears?

Therefore, he is one of the few sisters who is willing to open the "fourth table", that is, eating in his own restaurant.

Xu Xin suddenly realized and understood the meaning.

Seeing that the time was close to 12 o'clock, he sent a message to his wife:
"I'm working on the draft of the sub-camera. I just finished it and I'm going to sleep."

Originally, he said he would bring Wang Sicong to try it at night, but when he asked...

Nodding slightly, he walked straight into the room.

And this Sanyo Nanhuo store is one of the three places he recommends.

　　Because I told her before that my understanding of Wushuang is completely derived from her. Then today when I heard that I was going to write the film version of Wushuang, she sat next to me all the time.

She will be very happy in the future, give Xiaoliu many children, and live happily in Qixia Town.

"Brother Xu, it's time to eat."

The arrangement of various bottles and jars in the yard, including the way Xu Xin watched Sister Wang cook...

And Xiao Liu hurriedly sat on the threshold, looked at Wu Shuang who kept looking at Xu Xin and said:

Home-cooked taste is the basis for building food culture.

Just like Xu Xin.

Then, a voice came from above.

The first step of "33 Days" is officially launched.

Yo, is this bringing someone back?
Remembering the other side's head...

Before leaving, he and Xu Yang exchanged shoes last.

Swish, swish, seven or eight pages of stick figures of the turning points of the plot came out.

is really good.

After many turns and turns, finally, he came to an alley.

"...Yeah. Then...go open...the wine."

Yellow buns.

But last year, I took the young woman home to celebrate the New Year. After spending a few days eating the chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and birds in the village, Yang Mi, who was really idle, had enough mutton noodles, so Xu Xin took her to find those chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs that he ate when he was a child. Had a good time.

In the end, amidst the laughter and the constant click of the shutter of the SLR camera, Shang Jing spoke:
"Okay, it's done. Mimi, congratulations!"

Same as yourself.

The result is speechless, the entire Shenmu, Xu Xin's childhood memory of the taste is at most half of it.

"Nonsense! My own ears! I heard it with my own ears! Two gentlemen! Ahhhh! Let me tell you... I had a nightmare last night, dreaming that a group of gentlemen wanted to suck me Bones! Ahhh! Daughter-in-law, please save me!"

Isn't it your old man who wants to eat raw fried food?
……

"That's fine."

On the way back from the vegetable market to Xujiawan, the two made four of them.

Yan Dazhong seems to know her very well.

So he could only listen with his ears open...

"you sure?"

"You are bad..."

In the end, Xu Xin, who really had no appetite, drank some porridge and did nothing.

It's very vague and can't be heard clearly.

There was a tacit understanding between husband and wife, which made her suddenly turn her head to look to the side after walking a few steps.

"Let's go and have a look. Speaking of which, the family hasn't eaten Jinhua ham for a long time. If it's good, I'll buy two and go home."

Xu Xin was also full of praise, and the first reaction in his mind was to bring Yang Mi over to taste it.

He turned around and left without saying a word. After returning to the room, he directly closed the sliding door of the balcony with the smallest movement.

Seeing the formality of what he said, Xu Yang nodded:

Shang Jing's voice sounded again:
"Come on, it's Mimi's last scene, Lao Xiao will play well. Get ready~~~~start!"

The phone hangs up.

And now, as the ones who broke the fourth wall, Xiao Liu and Wushuang smiled and pointed at the group of people who patted the two of them on the opposite side:

That kind girl who is wandering and helpless, with no shelter in the world.

Because the person in front of him at this moment is not Yang Mi, but Wu Shuang.

There were many people here, so Xu Xin put on a mask and called Yan Dazhong.

All the way back home, he was a little uncomfortable sitting in the large and trapping boss chair in the study where the old man might not come in once in 800 years, with blank A4 papers in front of him.

Yan Dazhong's voice came from behind him.

Only then did Wushuang close his eyes, and after glancing at Xiao Liu, his face was full of shyness.

Even when he put down his chopsticks after eating and drank tea from a teacup, he was still thinking... Was his reaction too exaggerated?
Although... really tasty.

With the roots of the Celestial People.

Xu Xin, who was wearing a mask, was a young man with no hair on his mouth, and Yan Dazhong communicated everything.

"Brother~"

Because the belly draft was typed long enough, it took less than an hour for some important plot shots to be released.

When you say this, it's on the top of your head.Obviously, people should have come to the edge of the balcony.

On the Shikumen side.

Why... is it a man's movement?

I guess it's for the hair dryer too.

Yan Dazhong's theme for Shanghai Magic City is "Childhood Taste".

It's all about your attitude of calling me back when you finish your work.

Sitting in the car along the way, he could see some crews and extra performers hiding in the shade from time to time.

But now the couple usually address each other as brothers, saving a lot of cumbersome etiquette.

Isn't there a plagiarist living upstairs?

Not long after, people from the department store came over and asked what the three of them were doing.

"I promise you."

"Go to hell with the surname Yang!"

Hiding everything in the details of knowing each other's habits.

Sister Wang's dishes are ordered at least a week.

The Yanbang cuisine (not Sichuan-Chongqing Yanbang), Hangbang cuisine, local cuisine, and even Huaiyang cuisine in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are all unavoidable.

"Hahahahaha..."

It was like avoiding Xiao Liu's fiery gaze.

Xu Xin couldn't sit still.

She seemed to be flustered, but after finding half of her brother's head in the crowd, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

"Are you going to suck Xiao Liu's collarbone and drink?"

Suddenly, another voice sounded:
"Good-looking is good-looking, but not as good-looking as you."

Also bless myself.

Among the six dishes is the sweet and sour short ribs that people in Modu often eat.

Su Meng almost ate her fingers.

Therefore, as a director, he took the location in Shaanxi with a tip of his tongue this time, and as a matter of course, he "did favoritism and fraud", which gave a rich touch to the food culture in northern Shaanxi.

And Yan Dazhong had been in contact with her many years ago, and promoted her private kitchen on Modutai.Sister Wang was able to make a name for herself in Shanghai, but he also had a lot of credit for it.

"Goodbye~~~~"

So she showed a bright smile.

"Director Yan."

Don't worry about Li Jiacheng, the house was built really well.

"Bite of the Tongue" has now entered the stage of on-site filming, and the entire film crew has begun to travel across the country according to the shooting plan.

Take a look at the weight of these words.

Xu Xin was not angry either.

"Hey... I don't know if that man is handsome or not. If he is handsome... it's quite exciting!"

Start drawing sub-cameras.

"Yes... yes, I propose to you..."

"Thank you director, thank you everyone, thank you Brother Six~"

It is the northern Shaanxi characteristics of Zhenger Bajing.

In fact, the whole dish cultural and creative discussion group of "Bite of the Tongue", when formulating the direction, the taste of childhood is the biggest reliance.

But before it passed, Xu Xin heard a voice:
"Okay, get ready, ready to start shooting."

It should be interesting to have such a wedding photo.

……

　While writing this paragraph, my daughter-in-law was watching.

As for the scene selection...it's actually okay.

"what?"

Finally, in Yan Xiaoliu, who is a little dull, a little clever, but more of a pure mind, he has found his own home.

She is a family workshop, with three tables at noon and three tables at night.

Responding that she has got the most perfect ending.

Speaking of Xu Xin, Sister Wang has only heard of it, and she seems to be a very young director in the Olympics.

But probably after taking a puff of cigarette, he heard the vague voice gradually become clear:
"How's the view? Isn't it great?"

With the help of this shyness, she once again turned her head very naturally, looking at Xu Xin's position.

He subconsciously held his breath, pinched out the cigarette butt, and his ears pricked up.

Can you drink in this place?
Then he imagined in his mind the appearance of an old man desperately sucking his collarbone.

After Yang Mi finished the film and went back, he could actually choose the scene himself.

Wushuang also laughed.

So now his eyes start to wander.

To be honest, Xu Xin is really amazing.

The sound suddenly became blurred.

Just like an ordinary figure busy in the kitchen.

Xiao Liu's eyes were full of bewilderment.

Sister Wang’s private kitchen needs to be ordered, according to Yan Dazhong’s words:
"If you haven't eaten Sister Wang's dishes, you can't be regarded as a veteran in Shanghai."

But the TV series Wang Jie is obviously still fresh in her memory.

What can't you say at home?

Book in advance if you want to eat.

No one made the yellow buns in that vegetable market.

Could it be because he didn't eat much in the morning?

But at this time, Xu Xin's audience can be seen.

The owner of the restaurant is surnamed Wang, and people in the Jianghu are called Sister Wang.

And when he came out of the shower, he planned to go to the balcony of the bedroom to smoke a cigarette.

not to mention...

Before getting married, and during the time when I just got the certificate, if I couldn't wait for the phone call, I would send a text message saying "I'm resting, don't be too tired, come on" and other sympathetic text messages.

"Isn't this place famous?"

Braised pork.

The three walked into the department store talking and laughing and started shopping.

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you see my marriage proposal?"

But unfortunately...

This side of Shanghai is called Zatoujian.

Then, the car parked in the parking lot. He thought it was too hot, and he didn't bother to wear a mask and hat, so he put on sunglasses, and followed Sun Ting, who came out to pick him up, into the set.

If Zizai were here, he would definitely find the host's expression very familiar at this moment.

The words of the bitches purely to disgust her husband became the source of Xu Xin's second consecutive night of nightmares.

Laughing, looking at the nervous looking wife who is sitting upright with her hands on her knees...

　　She didn't cry.

　　Laugh very happily.

　　As I write this, she kisses my face.

　　I think we are all happy at the moment.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)