"You write the script quickly. I won't say anything else. I'll ask people for money. If you have the final say, I'll want the movie." Director Huang waved his hand.

"It's going to be filmed tomorrow, summer and autumn. Isn't that urgent?"

"Why are there no hurry? The preparations are still done. This must be coordinated by the troops. This level and some weapons matters need approval. It's the Chinese New Year and there is not much time left."

"Okay, I'll take the time to write the script out, and I'll send it to you when the time comes." Zhang Yanming had no choice but to agree, and Director Huang was satisfied.

"Don't forget the college." The old dean looked at Director Huang.

"Okay, let's cooperate with the three parties, okay? You are the biggest, I won't fight." Director Huang smiled and hugged his fists.

Zhang Yanming packed up his drawings and budgets, said goodbye from the office and went out to the restaurant.

In fact, the north of winter is really ugly. There is nothing but a little snow. The grass has long disappeared and turned into a pool of snow. Occasionally, a few yellow grass poles sticks tenaciously poke their heads out of the snow and shake in the cold wind.

The trees are bare, as if they are out of life, with dry branches standing there, making the wind whistling.

People are wrapped like big bears, and they have to match scarves, hats and masks. Once they go out, it is equivalent to a special exercise from southerners. This body is not light inside and outside, and there are always more than fifteen or sixty pounds.

When you are outdoors for a long time, the coldness of your clothes will decrease sharply, and you will be polished by the cold and cold wind bit by bit, so you can only keep moving. But when you move, you will sweat. The clothes inside are wet and stick to your body, and the north wind blows hard outside, which is so uncomfortable.

Only children are fearless and can find fun everywhere, and they can make bursts of laughter.

“Hahahahahaha”

"Gee, gee."

When Zhang Yanming walked over with his leather bag on his back, the two little girls were standing on the steps at the entrance of the restaurant and laughing.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yanming walked over and pinched the two little babies' faces. It's okay, it's not cold.

The children's firepower is quite strong. In the past three nine days of the Northeast, there are still crazy people wearing open-crotch pants all over the world. I don't know what their parents think, nor are they afraid of freezing the birds.

"Big, I fell down." Zhang Xiaoyue pulled Zhang Yanming's hand and pointed at Zhang Yanjun.

"There is snow floating on the steps. I slid a little, which made them both laugh."

Official units often use marble and other steps to repair stairs. This thing looks good. When you get a little snow in winter, you will have no friction at all. Whoever goes up will fall, you have to be careful that Yi Yi will walk on it in fear.

If the city squares like Rongcheng, Yuzhou and Yangcheng come outside the pass, the ambulance will be guarding the side when winter comes, and it will definitely be busy enough.

"Did you fall?"

"It's okay, you're done with such thick clothes?"

"Well, it's over, where are you going?" Zhang Yanming looked at his watch and it was past eleven o'clock.

I sat for more than an hour at this time, and it was really time-consuming to talk.

"Go to have dinner, Dad, I'm hungry, you touch it." Zhang Xiaoyue leaned on Zhang Yanming's leg with her belly.

"Go to eat delicious food, there are so many delicious foods." Tang Doudou raised his hand to agree.

"Then go to have a meal, what do you want to eat?" Zhang Yanming nodded, looked at Yang Xiaoshan, Sun Li and Ma Rui on the side: "Let's go together, I'll treat you."

"What are you eating?" Zhang Yanjun asked. Everyone usually eats in the cafeteria, and they have different kinds of ready-made delicacies. They have not had to think about what to eat for a long time.

Therefore, the more idle a person becomes, the lazy hesitates, and the same is true for thinking and memory.

What you never do will gradually block it from your daily life, and you will not feel anything wrong.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhang Yanming asked Yang Xiaoshan and the others.

"We, whatever, why don't you go with your family, we'll get it in the cafeteria to save trouble."

"What are you asking? Tell me what you want to eat. We are all outsiders, so you are definitely not as familiar with you."

"Me," Yang Xiaoshan twitched his face and looked at everyone: "Okay, I'm a local. But my family is just an ordinary worker. I have been calculating from childhood to adulthood, which is the small shed at the entrance of the alley."

"Okay, then let's eat small sheds. Are you familiar with this? In fact, if you want to eat authentic local flavor, you really can't go to a big hotel. It's the most authentic corners of this kind of alley."

"Seriously?"

"Ah, really, why are you kidding about this? Let's go, get in the car, you can lead the way."

Yang Xiaoshan licked his lips and looked at Sun Li and Ma Rui: "Then, okay, I'll take you to eat, uh, what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever, as long as it's not Doujier, I'm afraid Sun Li and Ma Rui won't come. I guess my sister-in-law and my wife are in trouble."

Several people said as they went over to get in the car. The driver turned around and drove out of the Beijing Film Academy: "How to go?"

"Go to the south, to the south," Yang Xiaoshan pointed: "We are going to leave the city here, so we have to walk into the city with snacks."

The car was walking towards the city, and Yang Xiaoshan was frowning and licking his lips and wanted to eat, which was a bit uneasy.

There are many snacks in Beijing, but most of them are pasta. To be honest, it is quite good to be a snack or a sweet mouth on non-meal orders, but it is not very suitable to eat as a meal.

Like donkey rolling, nesting, pea yellow, bee cake, rice cake thin and crispy rice cake, and burning cakes, all of which are all problems. After all, it is a regular meal, not a snack.

In fact, most famous foods in the past had this problem, and they were mainly snacks, pastries and pastas, which were caused by the influence of the times and the environment.

Why do we feel that the very famous snacks and foods in the past are not delicious? In the era, in the past, it was the New Year when I ate candy, so sweet pastries and snacks have become popular among thousands of people. What about now?

Because people are far away from sugar because of diabetes, the material conditions are different. Now they are overnutrition.

The ones that can be eaten as a regular meal are fried with fried liver and braised noodles. Most of them are breakfast options for locals, and the taste is also a problem, which many outsiders are not used to.

As for roast duck, white water, sheep, and mutton, these are all big shops.

"What are we going to eat, Dad?" the little baby asked with his head stretched over and stretched his head to ask.

Sun Hongye poked Zhang Yanming: "It's better to eat something seriously, or go eat shabby? Mutton hotpot?" Her eyes shook on Sun Li and Ma Rui.

Zhang Yanming understood in seconds.

The two children's family conditions are not very good, and they usually eat averagely. I took them to the alley to eat street stalls, and it felt like something was wrong.

Including Yang Xiaoshan, he had never eaten anything good. In the late 1990s, the big hotel was a place that the working class dared not even think about.

"Where are you going? It's the same place, so the shabby is fine, and there are a lot of other things next to it."

"Okay." Sun Hongye nodded, grabbed Zhang Yanming's hand naturally, raised his head and said loudly, "Old Sun, go to the front door, there are all the same place, I want to eat shabby."

"Okay." Lao Sun responded.

Yang Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh my god, I've never been under such pressure. It seems that I have to make up for this knowledge in the future.

"Where is the same place?" Ma Rui asked Yang Xiaoshan.
Chapter completed!