novelraw Chapter 159 Restarting Shooting (Subscribe)
Chapter 159 Restarting Shooting (Subscribe)
Chapter 159 Restarting Shooting (Subscribe)
When I came out of Jiang Mou's house, it was completely dark.
The crooked moon hangs in the dark night sky, surrounded by a few stars.
The weather in early June is already very hot, and pedestrians are wearing short sleeves.
Lu An took Zhao Yunqing's hand and walked slowly, feeling very peaceful in his heart.
Walking slowly, leaning on Lu An's shoulder amidst the shaking of the bus, Zhao Yunqing was very satisfied,
Thinking that the two of them should be in the same state in the future, there is nothing magnificent, but it is this kind of daily life that is the most comforting.
After going back and taking the bus for an hour and a half, I arrived at the gate of Zhao Yunqing's school.
"It's almost there." Gently patted Zhao Yunqing's shoulder.
"Yeah." Zhao Yun, who fell asleep in a daze at some point, woke up lightly and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"Remember to wipe off the drool," Lu An kindly reminded.
"Drool?" Zhao Yunqing was surprised at first, then subconsciously wiped it with his hand, only to find that there was nothing:
"Uncle, you lied to me. You only drool when you sleep."
Lu An smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhao Yunqing's head.
Like a puppy, he shook his head and muttered:
"My hair is all messed up by you."
"Let's go, get off the bus." Lu An stood up, stretched out his hand, pulled Zhao Yunqing up from the seat, waited for the bus to stop, and the two got off the bus.
On the way to the dormitory, Zhao Yunqing suddenly grabbed Lu An's hand and bit it.
"What are you doing?"
Pain is not really pain, but Zhao Yunqing's sudden movement is very strange.
"you are bullying me!"
"Ah?" Lu An's face was full of confusion:
"When did I bully you?"
"On the bus!" Zhao Yun said lightly:
"When I fell asleep, I dreamed that you were eating pig's trotters, but you still wouldn't give them to me. I kept asking you for them, but you didn't give them to me."
"..." Lu An was dumbfounded:
"What does the dream have to do with me?"
"But that's you too." Zhao Yun said confidently:
"You bullied me in your dream, I can't resist, why don't you let me take revenge now?"
"what?"
"Yes, you still owe me a trotter." Zhao Yun sniffled lightly:
"That pig's trotter smells delicious to me, but you just won't let me eat it."
"You won't buy one yourself? That's your dream, can't you buy it casually?"
"Ah." Zhao Yun lightly thought for a moment, it seems that this is the reason?
No, no.
How can I let the uncle lead you astray?
"Uncle, what I'm talking about now is about you bullying me in the dream, not about the pig's trotters." Zhao Yunqing corrected.
"Oh, that means you don't need to buy pig trotters."
"No, I have to buy pig's trotters too!"
After a long debate on the issue of pig's trotters, it finally ended with Lu An agreeing to make three pig's trotters for Zhao Yunqing.
Before leaving, Zhao Yunqing did not forget to remind:
"Uncle, you must stew the pig's trotters."
I wandered back home alone. I had to go to class the next day, so I took a shower early and went to bed.
After finishing the class on Monday morning, Lu An went to the supermarket along the way, picked out some good pig's trotters, bought spices, and started processing the pig's trotters when he got home.
As soon as Zhao Yun came over in the afternoon and entered the room, he could smell the smell of pig's trotters permeating the whole room.
"It smells so good." Zhao Yunqing couldn't help feeling:
"Uncle, when can I eat?"
"We still have to wait for half an hour." While speaking, Lu An noticed that the time was almost up, so he lifted the lid of the pot and added a little vinegar and hawthorn.
The moment the pot lid was lifted, the aroma in the room became more intense, and the saliva began to secrete even more involuntarily.
"Uncle, what did you add?" Zhao Yunqing noticed Lu An's movements and asked curiously.
"Vinegar and hawthorn." Lu An put the lid back on the pot:
"I don't have a casserole here, so I just add some vinegar and hawthorn, so that the pig's feet can be stewed quickly."
"Wow, uncle, you know a lot."
"I've just learned a little bit." Lu An said reservedly and proudly.
After eating the trotters, the two went downstairs and strolled around.
……
The crew of Jiang Mou's "I'm Not the God of Medicine" also reopened on Wednesday.
When the news came out, it caused an uproar on the Internet.
In fact, everyone never thought that Jiang Mou would be so low-key.
After winning the most important award in the Golden Bear Awards, he quietly returned to China, without informing anyone or holding a press conference, and just silently restarted filming.
Such a style made many people couldn't help but praise Jiang Mou, and even more people chose to go to the cinema to support Jiang Mou's movie "The Shawshank Redemption."
Although there are still some things that I don't understand, few people have said anything critical on the Internet. After all, the film has already won awards internationally.
If you are still criticizing, doesn't it mean that you don't understand appreciation at all.
Although I don't understand it, as long as I don't say it, no one will know.
In this matter, all netizens have a very high degree of unity.
However, those media who have been waiting for Jiang Mou to come back and want to interview are not willing to let Jiang Mou go like this.
He tried his best to sneak into the crew of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" and interview Jiang Mou.
Even though Jiang Mou had already put He Tian on strict guard, the group of reporters were really pervasive, and they could always find a way to sneak in.
Then, regardless of whether the timing was right or not, I just handed over the microphone and started the interview.
The angry Jiang Mou lost his temper several times, but those reporters still kept repeating the ban.
On Saturday, when Lu An arrived at the set, Jiang Mou had just finished getting angry and was sitting alone on a chair, the anger on his face visible to the naked eye.
Everyone else in the crew was silent.Doing his own thing in silence, no one dared to touch Jiang Mou's brow at this time.
"Director Jiang." Lu An walked over and greeted him.
"Yeah." Jiang Mou's tone still contained a little dissatisfaction and confusion:
"Do you think there is something wrong with these reporters? What does it have to do with them that I won the award? I've said it all. I won't be interviewing for the time being, and they're squeezing in one by one."
Lu An smiled, not knowing what to say.
Maybe Director Jiang has gained too much reputation, so he doesn't care about these things at all.
However, Director Jiang's winning of the Golden Bear Award is something worthy of a special mention in the entire film history. It's no wonder that those reporters tried their best to get in.
After all, as long as you get Jiang Mou's first-hand interview materials, it will be the hottest topic right now.
"Director Jiang, you are on the crew now. Those reporters will always find a way to get in. Why don't you stop filming first and finish the matter before filming?" Lu An suggested.
(End of this chapter)