Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

wack?

Everyone didn't understand for a while.

Shangguan Feifei turned around and glanced at the guests at the table next to her.

Yu Dongqing followed his gaze and looked over.

He was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He was eating there alone. He ordered two cold dishes, a few skewers of mutton, and a bottle of beer to take away.

The man ate in silence, looking a little lonely, but Yu Dongqing really couldn't see what was wrong?

"Come on, Uncle Yu, civilized, let's have another drink!" Shangguan Feifei suddenly raised her glass.

Yu Dongqing didn't know why but he also raised his glass. At this time, he suddenly found that the middle-aged man sitting next to him also raised his glass!

Yu Dongqing understood something immediately.

The man raised his glass and suddenly noticed Yu Dongqing looking at him. He felt a little embarrassed and looked embarrassed.

Yu Dongqing smiled at him and moved the beer glass in his hand forward. The man also understood and raised his glass.

The two looked at each other, smiled, and drank.

The man finished the last mutton skewer and turned around to leave alone after paying the bill.

"Uncle Yu, do you think this person is sick? When we eat and drink, he raises the glass with us?" Shangguan Feifei said.

Before Yu Dongqing could reply, Wei Wenming said: "Feifei, you don't understand, but I can understand."

"What do you understand?"

"When I returned from the United States and came to Shanghai, I didn't have many friends and felt very lonely. Sometimes I would go to a restaurant to eat and see a few people at the next table talking and laughing, and I felt very envious."

"Brother Wei, you will be like that man. Do you raise your glass when others do it?" Shangguan Feifei asked playfully.

"That's not true." Wei Wenming said with a smile: "I will raise the glass and say to myself silently: Come, let's drink." Then drink it all.

There was some silence at the dinner table.

"My dad said that the best way to see the various aspects of Chinese life is at barbecue stalls or food stalls." Li Li's words broke the silence.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Li Li continued:

“Although our Northeastern barbecue is completely different from Qingdao seafood and Chengdu Chuanchuaner, Chinese people who step into that atmosphere late at night can immediately integrate into the local environment. After all, the basic rules remain unchanged.

"The same simple tables and chairs, the same thick oily red sauce, the same watery beer. You just need to sit down, order two specialties, and a few more favorites, and you will immediately feel that everything is just a short distance away, and everything you look up at is It’s the same sea of ​​stars.”

"Accents from all over the world are intertwined and mixed here, accompanied by football games or old movies on the broken TV, as if an iron horse has broken the glacier, taking your enemies, old friends and strangers with you to drink the water of the river and lake."

"Ah, Li Li, what uncle said is very good." Shangguan Feifei couldn't help but praise.

"Hehe, my dad is a very interesting person. How about, Feifei, someday you and I can go back to Yanjing and meet my dad?"

This kid.

Are you beating around the bush and tricking a girl into coming to your house?

Also, did Li Wan really say this?

Yu Dongqing expressed doubts.

But it does make sense. Small barbecue stalls and food stalls can reveal the various aspects of ordinary people's lives.

Yu Dongqing suddenly remembered the "Late Night Canteen" in the original time and space.

It's not Huang Lei's version of a TV series, but a movie directed and starred by Tony Leung Ka Fai.

The story is set in Shanghai.

Compared with Huang Lei's perfunctory version, Liang Jiahui obviously put a lot of thought into it.

Wontons and fried clams are Shanghai snacks that look full of appetite, and the acting skills of the actors are also top-notch.

But the movie still failed, with a Douban score of 5.1 and a box office of less than 30 million!

Loss of blood.

The most important thing is to be acclimatized.

Small restaurants like "Late Night Canteen" are not the most resonant Chinese "late night canteens".

Japanese flavor, no matter how you copy it, it will look awkward.

For example, in a late-night cafeteria, you can simply write about the love and hatred of each table of diners at the barbecue stall. Here they are bragging about sex, and there they are broken up and broken up. The tables are full of life, and the photos will be more beautiful and full of fireworks.

As for Tony Leung Ka Fai, he plays the leading role of Uncle Kebab. The scar on his face is a badge of honor for being a young man. So, after I finished grilling the skewers, I said the classic line:

"Who is in favor and who is against?"

interesting.

Yu Dongqing returned to Yanjing the next day and lived his own leisurely life again.

Today is the weekend, the sun is just right.

Mingliang went shopping with her best friends again, while Yu Dongqing had nothing to do at home, sitting in the tea room drinking tea.

The doorbell of the small courtyard rang, and a nanny went to open the door.

"Brother Li, you are here." The nanny greeted warmly.

"Holly, are you there?"

"Brother Yu is in the tea room. I'll call him."

"No, I'll go there myself."

Within two minutes, Yu Dongqing saw Li Wan push through the door with his briefcase under his arm, but his face seemed a little bad and he sat across the tea table angrily.

"What happened?" Yu Dongqing asked concernedly.

"That brat Li Li actually brought Shangguan Feifei from Shanghai to my house yesterday, saying he wanted to try the Northeastern one-pot stew I made!"

Yu Dongqing laughed loudly and joked: "Why, you can't do it?"

"That's a piece of cake! The question is, what kind of thing is it for you to bring this girl to your home?!"

"Look at your son bringing back a girl, aren't you happy? Didn't your sister-in-law urge Li Li to find a partner quickly? What's wrong with Shangguan Feifei? Appearance? Education? Ability? Including family. Although not as rich as yours, she is Dad is a Ph.D., a specially invited professor at Yanda University, and an intellectual!"

"Alas, Shangguan Feifei is five years older than Li Li!"

"Look at what you said. As the saying goes: A female senior holds a gold brick, a female senior has good luck and longevity, and a female senior competes in the competition. Mom, are you happy or not?"

"Don't mess with these useless things." Li Wan replied angrily.

"Okay, Lao Li, drink some tea to calm down." Yu Dongqing poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Li Wan: "I think as long as they live a happy life, what do you think, sister-in-law?"

"Your sister-in-law was not happy at first, but you know that this girl Feifei is generous and has a hot personality just like our Northeastern girls, so my wife thinks it's good."

"That's fine. Why are you angry? See which house in Shanghai the girl likes, so hurry up and buy one!"

"Forget it, the houses are all ready-made. Let's not talk about this. I came to you today for something else."

"What's up?"

"Isn't it that "I'm Not the God of Medicine" has been completed and has entered the post-production stage. It is expected to be released nationwide in June this year. I won't trouble you about the soundtrack, but you have to write a theme song, right?" Li Wan said.

Is this it?

Yu Dongqing pondered for a moment and agreed happily.

"Okay, it's ready."

"Ready-made? Have you written it? Sing it for me." Li Wan was a little surprised.

Yu Dongqing was not polite, asked him to wait, and went to the recording studio to get his guitar.

In the original time and space, "I'm Not the God of Medicine" had a theme song, and someone specially wrote the lyrics and composed the music, and the song was very good.

Yu Dongqing brought the guitar, sat on the wicker chair again, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and started playing gently.

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