Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

"Director Yu, Mr. Zhang, I think this barbecue stall and food stall, to paraphrase a sentence from martial arts novels, is a condensed world with all kinds of people."

"Three religions and nine schools, high officials and nobles, don't believe it. The district chief of our district came to our stall to have barbecue to experience the public sentiment. He also praised our barbecue with his thumbs and praised it for its delicious taste." Brother Ren said and walked out of the store excitedly He took out a photo frame and said with some pride: "Look, this is a photo of me and the district mayor. I heard that Gao Sheng was transferred."

Yu Dongqing took a look and saw a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, with slicked back hair and a pair of glasses. He looked like a leader.

Du Hui took a look and said in a low voice: "Boss Ren, I advise you not to expose yourself. This person committed a crime some time ago and went in."

"Holy shit, shit!" Brother Ren looked shocked and quickly stuffed the photo frame he ran back into the store under the bar.

"Bad luck!" I couldn't help but curse when I came out.

However, Brother Ren was not depressed about this matter for a few seconds, and immediately became cheerful again: "Forget about being an official, the richest man in our country, no, the son of the richest man, also had barbecue at my stall, to be honest Yes, wearing a tank top, big pants, and flip-flops is just like an ordinary person, but with those two girls, she is really beautiful."

Hearing this, all the men present laughed.

"So, my barbecue stall has been open for fifteen years, and I have seen too many things." Boss Ren took another sip of beer and began to talk eloquently.

The mistress holds the child and looks for the main wife.

The loan shark leads his men to find the creditor

A middle-aged couple cried while holding each other while fighting.

"Also, some time ago, in the middle of the night, two grown men were so drunk that they took off their pants to compare their sizes! Damn it! My wife finally persuaded them to stop."

"The most interesting thing is that the summer before last, a man was drinking beer alone at a stall. He looked like a small boss." Boss Ren continued: "Suddenly, several shirtless men came and grabbed the man's clothes. Leader, shout loudly.

Only then did the people next to them realize that it turned out that the boss owed them wages and they were here to ask for wages. "

"This kind of thing is actually very common at barbecue stalls. When you encounter it, the boss should not come out in a hurry. Wait until the anger between the two parties has subsided before breaking up the fight. If that doesn't work, just secretly call 110 to call the police." Boss Ren seemed to explain to everyone.

"Did you call the police in the end?" Zhang Yang asked.

"No. Guess what happened? The boss was already drunk. He was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and said, "I'm going to be beaten. I'm bankrupt. It's best to beat me to death. I won't have to face my creditors tomorrow..."

"What's the end?"

"Those people just cursed and walked away. If you beat them to death and you don't pay them, what else can you do?!" Boss Ren said with a sigh.

"In the middle of the night, it suddenly started to rain heavily. I hurriedly packed up the tables and chairs outside and saw the man still lying on the ground motionless. Then I and my waiter kindly carried him to the store. After a while, the man woke up and was very grateful. Thank you for leaving."

"When I left, I left fifty yuan and said it was the last money I had. Those workers couldn't afford it, so I feel sorry for them, but I can't owe you any money."

Having said this, Boss Ren lit up a cigarette.

"What happened next?" Liu Yimin couldn't help but ask again.

"There's no future, right?" Du Hui took over.

"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Boss Ren said: "A few days later, a piece of news was posted on the Internet saying that a man committed suicide by jumping off a building because of debts. I looked at the photo curiously. Although his face was mosaic, but from the face of the man who committed suicide, Judging from his body shape and hair, I concluded that he was the man who had barbecue in my restaurant."

What a sad story.

Yu Dongqing and the others ate this meal until one o'clock in the morning, and then they took a meal home.

The next day I still got up at 6:30, went to Qianhai Lake for exercise, and bought soy milk and fried dough sticks at the entrance of the alley. After returning home and eating, I went to the study and started writing the script.

It turns out that the Japanese version of "Midnight Diner" in that time and space is about people of all kinds and different identities sitting around in a small canteen, talking to each other and sharing each other's experiences and stories.

But it's not possible in China.

Can you eat and drink with a bunch of strangers and even reveal the truth?

They all look awkward.

Must be moved to food stalls or barbecue stalls.

There is a certain sense of space, which may come from open outdoor seats or semi-open indoor seats. But the same point is that they are all based on a familiar table.

The person listening to the story, the boss, will only come out of the kitchen after finishing his work, have a drink or two with you, and have a few words with you, just like Boss Ren yesterday.

But the boss must also be a person with a story.

Also, whether it is what I have seen with my own eyes or what my old friends and my boss told me last night, they are all living stories and very true.

But whether these stories can be filmed and the audience will like them requires careful sorting and screening.

Some are suitable, some are not.

Among them, the story told by Brother Ren about the boss who was being collected for debt was good, and there was also the story told by Du Hui about his encounter with his wife, but the character setting was different from what he thought.

There is also what happened to the lady proprietress selling pancakes at Lao Ma’s Noodle House.

However, will it be harmonious if it is shot like this?

The scale must be grasped well.

Also, we can learn from the storylines of certain movies from that time and space.

Don't be in a hurry, there is plenty of time.

Yu Dongqing brewed a cup of tea, which was steaming hot.

Bright is back.

Coming back from the United States, it was very dusty. Maybe I felt a little tired after the long flight, but my face was full of smiles.

"husband"

As soon as she entered her small courtyard, Mingliang threw herself into Yu Dongqing's arms, and it took a long time before she left.

"I won another award"

"Congratulations." Yu Dongqing smiled, helped carry the suitcase, and the two of them walked to the living room.

"Also, I went to Philadelphia to see Tongtong, and Xia Yunxing also came over, so I treated them both to a meal." Meiliang continued.

This kid is really haunted!

Yu Dongqing had no choice but not to think about it, and asked again: "Is Tongtong okay?"

"It's good. She has joined the school's symphony orchestra and is going to perform in New York."

"Ha, not bad, not bad." Yu Dongqing was sincerely happy.

Meimei went into the bedroom and changed into a nightgown and came out and asked: "Husband, what have you been doing at home these past ten days since I went to the United States? Are Brother Zhang Yang and the others having sex and drinking beer? Look, your belly is bigger than before Got it!"

The change is so obvious?

"Hehe." Yu Dongqing laughed dryly, "Actually, I was experiencing life, and I was writing a script."

"script?"

"Yes, don't I want to write a story about a late-night food stall? The framework is basically there now."

"Really? Let me see." Meili suddenly became interested.

The two came to the study room, Yu Dongqing opened the laptop, and she looked carefully.

Drama title "Late Night Diner":

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