Zhang Yanming took the menu and ordered a few things he liked, asked Zheng Yi and the security guards to order a few things, and collected twenty dishes for the kitchen to prepare. When the others came over, they would call them.

If you eat hot pot for ten people, it is definitely not enough to add up to twenty dishes from meat and vegetables.

"This is how they come first, order them again. Come and don't be too spicy for red soup. People from other places are afraid that they won't be too spicy for eating. You go and tell the kitchen."

“Not spicy.”

"Take it down, I believe you. Go and notify me quickly, will you pay if you can't eat it if you have spicy food?"

The waiter chuckled and went to the back.

After a while, the boss came out: "Everyone wants mandarin ducks? I'm afraid there is no such thing as a lot of people. Are they all mandarin ducks?"

"There are as many as you can, and the rest are all white soup. They are all from other places, so they can't eat too spicy. Isn't it good to save you red oil for so many tables?"

The boss's wife curled her lips: "The hot pot needs red oil to taste good, the clear soup is not delicious."

"It's delicious, I want this one, just use it like that. Do you have enough dipping sauce? Don't beat it for a few times."

"Oh, I'll start to get it done." The boss lady called someone to prepare dipping sauce.

Zhang Yanming casually found a stool and sat down, lit a cigarette, took out the phone and called Zhuang Wen.

"Hey? Is there something wrong?" Zhuang Wen's attitude was obviously not very good.

"I'm at Jiefangbei, you bring the whole group to eat and eat hot pot. In Linjiangmen, the old hot pot."

“…, are you back?”

"Ah, no welcome? I'm not welcome."

"No, no, welcome, I'll welcome. **Old hot pot, right? There's another shot right now."

"Notify everyone and let everyone come over. Little sister, please post the door and book the venue to suspend business today. Don't get on someone later and you have to explain one by one."

Zhuang Wen was there: "I'll hang up, I'll hang up, I'll shoot this shot quickly. (Hold on, hurry up, go and finish the shot)" The phone hung up.

Zhang Yanming paid another money to the guard squad leader: "You go and look for it to see if you can buy sesame paste. He definitely doesn't have it in this store."

"Supermarket, there is a big supermarket in front of you." The waiter raised his hand and pointed at the direction: "It's not delicious."

"You are wrong. Do you don't like eating foods but aren't delicious? We don't like eating pepper, so is it the most unpalatable thing?"

"That's strange. It's hard to eat without peppercorns. It's very unpalatable."

"Anyway, what you like is delicious, what you don't like is bad?"

"Then you must be sprinkled. If I don't like it, it must be sprinkled. I like all the delicious food."

Zhang Yanming asked Zheng Yi: "Do you think the people here on their side will be beaten when they go to the north?" Zheng Yi laughed and said nothing.

Just treat this kind of thing as a pleasure and you will never be able to get a result.

Zhang Yanming has no particular concern for eating. He doesn’t like to eat very little, but he will respect other people’s preferences and will not say too much. When everyone eats together, others will not stop him from ordering something he doesn’t like. Just don’t eat it.

But it seems that people in Yuzhou won’t do this. Relatively speaking, people here should be more selfish. To put it bluntly, they are more selfish.

The waiter found a piece of paper, wrote four words for today's store, and pasted it on the door with tape.

"You won't write bigger?"

"Oh, the same, I can see it."

OK, you can do whatever you want, the little girl from Yuzhou can't afford to offend her.

Ten people waited in the hot pot restaurant for nearly an hour, and the talent on the crew arrived intermittently.

Some guests came to have dinner in the middle. The words posted on the door were too small and people didn't notice them at all. The waiter explained over and over again without saying to change the big words and post them again.

The people who came first were from the auxiliary unit, and they had fewer things to do, so they didn’t have to squat on the scene every day, but they earned less.

"The scenery on the other side of the Eighteen Eighteen Eighteen Eighteen Eighteen Estates is all right?" Zhang Yanming asked.

"It's almost done, and there are any shortcomings that can be seen on site. All the things you should have done before, including rental houses and shops. Now we are working on Qiaopingshan, and we will be able to get better in three or four days."

"I went to see it today. What are the plans to make the sea of ​​flowers? It is OK to process the hardware. How to deal with the sea of ​​flowers?"

"I have ordered the flowers. I will insert them manually. I have asked. I can hold on for one and a half days. If you have a good time, you can hold on for two days. The main thing is that the size is so large, and if you have less staff, it will definitely not work."

"Flowers? OK. There is no need to worry about people. There are thousands of people over there. Just command it at that time. Say hello to Lao Sun in advance."

In addition to the basic story of the idea, Zhang Yanming made a lot of changes in the entire movie.

There are many places in the original film that are very hard, quite unnatural, and abruptly, making people want to explode and the narrative is incomplete.

In fact, for the whole film, both the story itself and the actors are not a big problem. The narrative fact is hard to describe. The screenwriter seems to have taken it for granted. He knows the cause and effect, so he thinks everyone should know it.

I am moved by the touching I created.

The result is a bit awkward. When it is time to be funny, there is not enough laughter, and when it is time to be sensational, it is too urgent. The areas that should be explained clearly are hard and urgent. However, there are many inexplicable long shots that don’t know what to express.

Maybe it’s not the screenwriter, but the director is the controller of the film. Who knows? Maybe it’s because it’s just a few fragments of stories that I want to express, but I haven’t expressed them.

Zhang Yanming thinks that the performance of the movie should at least fit the theme. You are talking about the love of urban little people, so don’t leave the category of normal people, and don’t create something high-end but illogical.

A small person should be the appearance of a small person, the world of a small person and the logic of a small person. Those who watch movies are all small persons.

Exaggeration is indeed a performance state, and the effect is very good in many cases, but it is too artificial to exaggerate in the specific lives of small people.

The original film is more like a story about the emotions of a small urban person, but rather a travel promotional film. It would be quite good if you look at it from this perspective.

...

When Zhuang Wen arrived with the crowd on the scene, more than 40 minutes passed. If it weren't for Zhang Yanming's payment of 3,000 yuan, the boss's wife would probably have driven people.

"I'm hungry and hungry, so serve the food quickly." Zhuang Wen started urging before he could sit down.

"A shot has been in such a long time? Boss, let's get on."

"Don't mention it, there are a lot of people watching. The extras are so good, and their expressions are always wrong. Fortunately, I'll survive."

"How did you survive?"

"Just money. I said I wasted too many movies, so I can't give this money, so I have to change people. I changed my state in one sentence and it became so furious. A group of actors chased the onlookers all over the street, and passed twice."

Zhang Yanming smiled. If the crew did this, it would have to be in the news. Besides, you can't drive it away. The extras are all local people, so they are justified in doing it.

“How much is still missing?”

"I will be able to kill you in another week. Uncle, you are so tough. As a director, you have to kill you before you appear. Do you feel heartbroken?"

"No." Zhang Yanming touched his chest: "There is no bad feeling, the beating is strong and powerful. Don't worry, no problem."

Su Yu and the others burst into laughter while laughing.
Chapter completed!