I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 603 601 Cooking

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 doesn’t have many scenes, 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 rain that was not raining, and snow was not snow. The crew had to postpone the filming for two days.

It seems that I can no longer go to the hot bed with my wife and children.

Although it is a pity, there is nothing we can do.

Regarding this situation, the 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.

No matter how you look at it, you may like it, but it is just a window grill, a useless piece of trash.

After comforting Xu Xin and asking him to drink less, he sorted himself out and went to film.

When Xu Xin hung up the phone and walked back to the hotel's large private room, he heard Wang Sicong yell:

"Have you finished the report? Hurry up, we're waiting for you to start the banquet!"

"What's the rush?"

Xu Xin glanced at him angrily.

He looked at the Patek Philippe in his hand again.

Damn it, he really feels bad for losing these millions.

Forget it, just give it. If the meat bun beats the dog, it will definitely go away and never come back.

All I can say is that you are not careful when making friends.

I met a friend who liked 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 filled with the main actors and core members of the crew.

Some drama staff, for example, cannot sit at this table for the time being.

"This is not the first time we have had a meal, and I won't talk nonsense. With this glass of wine, I congratulate our crew on the complete success of filming!"

After saying that, the cup gently knocked on the automatically rotating glass table:

"Do it! Thank you for your hard work."

"Director Xu worked hard and everyone worked hard."

"Thank you for your hard work~"

Following his words, a group of people laughed and echoed.

And Di Wei held the wine glass and touched it with Tang Yan next to her:

"Thank you for your hard work, Old Tang."

"Hey, thank you for your hard work."

Tang Yan said with a smile.

Then, Di Wei handed the cup to her right hand again:

"Brother Cong, thank you for your hard work."

"Well, let's go one. Thank you for your hard work."

A group of people can't even talk to each other, but every sound of hard work reveals sincerity and sincerity.

Indeed, although it has been less than a month, everyone has been on the same crew during this period, and everyone is aware of the hard work they have put into a play.

Although the completion of filming does not mean goodbye, after all, there is still post-production.

But the official journey is indeed coming to an end.

Therefore, this glass of wine was drank together with this sound of hard work.

But there is a slight difference.

Si Wei, Jay Chou, and Lang Lang all drank red wine.

The first two are singers, and liquor is harmful to their throats. Although Si Wei also knows the strategy formulated by her company, and she will develop into the film and television industry in the next stage, it does not mean that she has to give up her career as a singer.

So you still need to pay some attention.

And Lang Lang has also been at the peak of his performance recently.

After all, it’s almost the end of the year, and there is no such thing as Spring Festival abroad. Many performances start in November and last until Christmas.

A hangover once in a while is nothing to ordinary people.

But there is still a difference in the feel of the piano.

What's more, there are a lot of people in this game. If someone drinks too much and touches his finger, bruises or bumps it, it would be inappropriate.

So he also held the red wine.

But others didn't say that.

Director Xu drinks at the table, but it's all your fault if you drink at the table.

Come on come on.

Drink up!

After Wang Sicong finished drinking the wine in his own wine cup, he glanced at Di Wei's wine cup.

He didn't mean to look at it, because he was sitting on the right side of Si Wei, and he was drinking wine with his left hand, and the wine dispenser was right next to the red wine glass he was drinking from his right hand.

"...Is your mouth so big?"

Seeing how big a mouthful Di Wei was, he raised his eyebrows.

Si Wei shrugged casually:

"Drinking red wine is enough to give you an advantage. You can't just sip it."

"Oh, be particular about it."

Wang Sicong, the crew of "33 Days", followed the whole process.

During the filming period, Xu Xin prohibited all gatherings and drinking for everyone on the crew.

Although he didn't know whether to drink behind closed doors or not, the rules were still there.

Before the filming started, the actors and crew ate separately, so this was also the first time for him to drink with Si Wei.

Hearing what the sisters said, he gave a thumbs up.

Well, sure enough.

Seventh Brother is still Seventh Brother.

awesomeness.

It's the most comfortable to drink with this kind of person.

It will never be less than you.

As for the little episode between the two of them, Xu Xin didn't care.

After picking up the first dish with chopsticks and signaling for everyone to start eating, he said directly to Xue Yong:

"Brother Yong, I have to leave after dinner. I'll leave everything here to you. Keep the master tapes and send them directly to the factory. The rough cut will follow the main line of the script..."

"Well, don't worry, Director Xu."

Xue Yong nodded:

"The master tapes have been locked in the box. I will carry them back to the factory after dinner."

"good."

Xu Xin nodded and looked at the actor again:

"When the final cut is finished, I will let you know in advance when it's time to dub. Remember to leave time to complete post-production."

This is the job of an actor, so everyone nodded as expected.

Then Xu Xin brought up the second cup:

"Come on, everyone has worked hard..."

…

Xu Xin usually drinks too much at the wedding banquet.

Whether it's "Secret" or "The Wind", or "Sour Slag Stand"...

Take a look, you're speechless.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

Once the crew enters filming mode, it is actually like a closed training camp for everyone.

And wrapping up means lifting the ban, which means the end of a busy period of time.

We all need to catch our breath.

Therefore, he would not refuse anyone who came, even if he had already booked a trip to Flying Demon City.

The meal lasted until about 3 o'clock at noon. When they were dismissed, Xu Xin was so drunk that he was smelling of alcohol and was walking a little staggeringly.

But what’s more in my heart is a feeling of pressure being relieved.

After rejecting several offers from his childhood friends and friends to stay, he got directly into Su Meng's car.

Sister Bingbing has already traveled from Hengdian to Shanghai.

The two of them will fly to Tokyo early tomorrow morning. This is business and cannot be delayed.

He waved goodbye and was the first to leave.

After he left, others also planned to leave one after another.

During the recording of The Voice, Jay Chou, who took a day off to come over to guest star, turned to look at Lang Lang and Wang Sicong:

"you two?"

"You go your own way and don't worry about it."

Langlang waved.

Seeing this, Jay Chou nodded:

"Okay, I'll leave first."

"Um."

Holding his girlfriend's hand, Lang Lang glanced at Wang Sicong again:

"What did you say?"

"I'm going back to Tianlai. The program is planning to invite guests and formulate specific links in the past two days. Let's wake up and continue working overtime with everyone."

Lang Lang was touched to hear that his friend was so dedicated.

Then……

"We went home to rest."

"just go."

Wang Sicong narrowly blinked at his friend, and then swaggered towards his Bentley.

After getting in the car, he leaned on the back seat and yawned...

"Apple, go to the company."

"OK."

Guo Ping started the car.

The eldest young master, who was also spinning around after drinking, felt that his spinning world was trembling, and he thought to himself that this must be the speed bump at the exit of the underground parking lot.

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Guo Ping’s voice:

"Brother, in front of me...it seems to be someone from the production 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 its double flashers on. The driver was holding a phone and leaning in front of the raised hood, saying something.

"Seventh brother's car, right?"

Star International, where Si Wei works, is a brokerage company founded by Wanwan's well-known manager Wu Yifeng. Most of the artists signed are from Xiangjiang or Wanwan. And mainly focusing on film and television, a singer like Xiang Wei who debuted in a talent show, although she belongs to Star International, her treatment and other things can be seen from her old GL8.

so so.

The reason why Wang Sicong remembers it so clearly is because the entire crew is just such an old GL8.

The new GL8 has been updated a long time ago, and its appearance is also better.

So, he said:

"Pause."

Guo Ping stopped the car next to GL8.

Wang Sicong lowered the window and asked the driver:

"What's wrong? The car broke down?"

"Uh...Mr. Wang..."

The driver was a little embarrassed.

But he still nodded:

"The car won't shift into second gear."

"The automatic transmission can't shift into second gear? Is there something wrong with the transmission?"

Wang Sicong asked confusedly, but he didn't know how to repair cars, so he added:

"Where's Seventh Brother?"

"inside."

The driver pointed to the carriage.

"Seventh brother~"

"..."

"Hey, seventh brother!"

After shouting twice in succession, the car door was opened.

Si Wei looked at Wang Sicong in confusion:

"ah?"

"Ah what? The car broke down?"

"I do not know."

She scratched her head and glanced forward...

"The car broke down? I was confused."

"Okay, stop looking."

Wang Sicong was speechless:

"You and your assistant get into my car. I'll take you two back."

Upon hearing this, Di Wei asked the driver who came over:

"How long will it take?"

"possible……"

The driver couldn't give a definite answer.

Seeing this, she stopped ink-writing and said to her assistant, a short-haired girl whom she nicknamed "Xu Dafa" but whose real name was Wang Sicong.

"Fafa, let's go."

"Uh...ok."

So, the two of them got in the car directly.

Guo Ping drove, Xu Dafa sat in the passenger seat, and Di Wei and Wang Sicong sat in the back seat.

After Xu Dafa got in the car, he told Guo Ping the address. Guo Ping nodded and walked over there.

The two people in the back row had no communication at all.

They all looked like they were throwing their heads back and sleeping soundly.

Not even bothering 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 zigzagged to the front of the community.

Just listen to 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 and parked the car directly in front of her.

After Xu Dafa opened the car door, he shouted:

"elder brother."

"...?"

Lin Zijun, who was wearing a mask, was stunned.

It seemed that he was wondering why Xu Dafa got out of a Bentley instead of a business car.

While he was wondering, the other party had already opened the back seat door.

Guo Ping also got out of the car and came to help.

"Sister, we are here. Brother Lin is here to pick us up."

Drowsily, Di Wei heard someone calling her and opened her eyes again in confusion.

"Ah?...Arrived?...Ah! Old Lin..."

After seeing Lin Zijun wearing a mask, she realized something and turned her head...

Big Laowang was sleeping soundly in the seat behind the driver.

"Brother Cong, eh, Brother Cong."

She shook it twice, and Wang Sicong responded vaguely:

"Um?"

"I'm home... why don't you go up and sit..."

"Not going."

The eldest young master turned his head, glanced at her, and said directly:

"I have something to do when I go back to the company."

"Oh, okay."

After getting out of the car with the help of Lin Zijun and Xu Dafa, he turned around and said to Guo Ping:

"Then take good care of him...then what...go to the company and say something..."

"OK."

To Guo Ping's ears, this was just pleasantries. After responding, he asked Xu Dafa:

"I'm going north. Can I get on the elevated road ahead?"

"able……"

Xu Dafa pointed out the way to Guo Ping.

But Lin Zijun subconsciously glanced inside the car.

That person... is Wang Sicong! ?

Soon, Guo Ping pulled the unconscious Wang Sicong away, and Bentley, who was incompatible with the community environment, merged into the traffic flow.

Putting on the mask given by Xu Dafa, Di Wei was helped by two people to walk into the community in a daze.

Red wine does have a great kick back.

She was really confused.

At this time, she heard Lao Lin ask:

"Why didn't you take your own car?"

"The car was broken down halfway!"

Di Wei responded in a daze.

But Lin Zijun's eyes became a little strange.

The car... broke down on the way?

Did you come back in Wang Sicong's car?

Then Wang Sicong wants to return to the company?

Which company should you return to? Wanda? Shuangwei? ...No matter which company it is, it's not in Nancheng.

Question: My girlfriend’s car broke down on the road and she didn’t call me. Instead, he called a second-generation rich man who had the money to drive a Bentley. The second-generation rich man was about to go to the company, but turned back halfway to pick up my girlfriend and take her home.

Asking: 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, loves Si Wei.

Love is miserable for Di Wei.

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 me a long, long time and a lot of thought to finally confess my love and be with her.

Di Wei is not the kind of girl who is easy to handle.

But now...

For no reason, when she thought of that Bentley, a strong feeling of "about to lose it" filled her heart.

Looking at my girlfriend staggering while walking...

She panicked.

I was so frightened that I couldn’t help but ask:

"Did you call him specifically to come over and send it to you?"

"……ah?"

Di Wei, who was drunk and confused, didn't take it seriously after hearing this.

There was no intention of hiding anything, just telling the truth.

"No, it just so happens... hiccup."

As he spoke, he burped.

But there are often some truths in this world that are more likely to cause misunderstandings.

Just like the word question that was floating in Lin Zijun's heart just now.

happen?

The city of Yanjing is so big, how could it be a coincidence?

What's more, when Di Wei got out of the car just now, she clearly heard the female driver saying that she was going north.

This is Nancheng.

How could it be possible! ?

Suddenly, Lin Zijun was confused.

She still wanted to ask something, but when she saw the unit door, Di Wei had already staggered towards it.

After drinking too much, she only had one thought.

Go home and sleep!

"..."

Seeing this, Lin Zijun didn't dare to think too much, and quickly stepped forward and helped her into the unit door.

never mind.

Maybe I'm overthinking it...

Qibao likes handsome guys, regardless of gender, he likes handsome guys.

Apart from being rich, Wang Sicong's other... qualities have nothing to do with being handsome.

…

"Sister Bingbing, sister Yingying."

After opening the door, Su Meng saw the person coming outside and quickly said hello politely.

Then he bent down and handed over the slippers that had been prepared.

Liang Binning walked into the house, and Wang Dongying behind her was holding two large plastic bags in her hands.

Seeing this, Su Meng quickly said:

"Sister Yingying, let me do it."

"Please help me get this bag."

Wang Dongying handed her one of the lighter plastic bags.

Then Su Meng was stunned.

In the plastic bag are some ingredients.

……Ingredients? ? ?

She had doubts in her eyes.

Liang Binning stepped on her slippers and looked around at the layout of Tomson Yipin. She took off her windbreaker and asked:

"What about him?"

"Brother Xu is still sleeping."

"That's it..."

Hearing this, Liang Binning nodded:

"are you hungry?"

"You're not hungry. We didn't finish eating until after three o'clock."

"That's just right. I'll make it now and let's eat later."

"...Ah? Sister Bingbing, you..."

Looking at Su Meng who was full of surprise, Liang Binning smiled and asked:

"Have you never heard of me? Do you think I can't cook?"

"Well……"

For a moment, Su Meng didn't know what to say.

But Liang Binning waved her hand:

"Okay, just take care of him. Yingying, come and help me."

She took steps in one direction first.

Then he paused again, then turned to Su Meng and asked:

"Where's the kitchen?"

"That's the way you're going, sister."

"Um."

Liang Binning nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

Su Meng looked at the two of them and muttered in her heart:

"Sister Bingbing is so virtuous... She is such a famous person, and she even cooks by herself... Bah! How can this place use virtuous people!"

…

“…Where’s my Richard Mille?”

After opening my eyes, I originally wanted to check the time.

After seeing the watch in his hand, Xu Xin had his first idea in a daze.

Then he moved his nose.

It smells so good.

What a strong sauce flavor.

Sister made stew?

This is the first reaction.

But immediately he shook his head.

wrong.

This is the smell of soy sauce, not the smell of soy sauce made by my wife.

Besides...she is in the Northeast now, and she is in Yanjing...oh no, I am in the Magic City.

Who could that be?

Cute?

Did she cook a biochemical bomb again? The bomb seems pretty good this time...

The complicated thoughts after drinking began to rattle in my sluggish thinking.

Getting up in a daze, he ran to the bathroom first.

When I came out again, there were already some water stains on my face.

After wiping his face, he walked out of the house in confusion:

"Mengmeng."

"Eh!"

Su Meng's voice sounded in the living room at the end of the corridor.

Xu Xin walked away in confusion and asked:

"What are you cooking for? It smells so good? I'm even hungry...huh???"

When he looked through Su Meng's body and saw Liang Binning sitting on the sofa holding a pot of colorful vegetable leaves and smiling at him, he was immediately stunned.

"Sister Bingbing?"

"Are you awake? Let's eat then."

The woman with a sleek bun put down the bowl full of vegetables in her hand and stood up with a smile.

"Uh...Sister Bingbing, why are you here?"

Xu Xin looked confused.

Liang Binning shrugged and walked to the kitchen while saying:

"I know you drank too much, so I thought about this until the evening. I just wanted to chat with you about tomorrow's itinerary, and then I came over. By the way, I want you to have a taste of my craftsmanship."

After saying that, she and Wang Dongying entered the kitchen.

Xu Xin was still a little unresponsive. After following him into the kitchen, he saw Liang Binning 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 it. The noodles I made in the afternoon didn't rise well, so I'll make do with some dried noodles today, okay?"

"Uh... ok."

Xu Xin did not resist, but moved his nose and said:

"what else?"

Hearing this, Liang Binning smiled and opened a jar on the stove.

"Come and see for yourself."

Xu Xin walked into the kitchen and took a look inside.

What you can see is the broad and thick pork belly, which is about the length of an adult's hand.

"Is this...a handful of meat?"

For no reason, he thought of the Shandong delicacies he had eaten at the Shandong Restaurant.

"That's right, authentic meat."

"..."

Xu Xin looked at the three-layered five-flowered buns soaked in maroon red and slightly black soup, even the skin was maroon red, and subconsciously said:

"That's too much, right?"

"It's okay. The refrigerator is big enough. Freeze it. If you want to eat it later, just put the soup and meat back into the pot and put the noodles in it. It's delicious~...Okay, you can go out, I'm going to start cooking."

"Well……"

Following her words, Xu Xin discovered that there were many green peppers cut on the chopping board.

But there are no other side dishes.

He blurted out a subconscious sentence:

"Fried chili?"

"Yes, stir-fried chili, meat, and broth noodles, okay?"

Liang Binning asked with a smile.

But Xu Xin's eyes became increasingly weird.

Not to mention the meat.

Not to mention broth noodles or anything else.

As long as it's noodles, he can eat any kind of noodles.

But this fried chili with noodles...