"Bijiamei Inn reopened, welcome all walks of life, domestic and foreign customers and friends to visit and guide!"

In the last scene of the whole play, the old man Chen Wall is dressed as the second in the shop, and Little Red Riding Hood is crooked on his head, which looks particularly playful, and the others are lined up behind him to both sides, which is the kind of Yanbei-style formation often said in storytelling.

When the current domestic movies end again, there will often be such a reunion-style picture, which is called political correctness, like the kind of tragedy that suffers to the end, few of them can pass the review and finally be released.

The sixth generation of the gang likes that kind of tone the most, so they are the worst, although they are hyped by the media, they all seem to be artists, but there are really few things they shoot that can be liked by the audience.

Most of them are pressed to the bottom of the box, and even the seeds cannot be found on the Internet, which adds a bit of mystery to it.

Driven by curiosity in Yi Qing's previous life, he had watched a few films, and after watching them, he almost became depressed directly, the kind of film that confronts human nature and exposes the darkest in society, he really can't accept it.

If he wants to mix in this industry, the most important thing is not to learn from those people to be mavericks, and it is better to be a herd person, at least he doesn't have to worry about being hit by the board one day.

"OK!CUT!"

Feng's pants fluttered in English, with a strong market atmosphere, which did not reflect the tallness at all.

Chen Xiaoer listened, took off the little red riding bag on the top of his brain, walked to the monitor in a few steps, and asked the photographer to take the lens, and looked at it again, with an expression of satisfaction.

"OK!OK!OK!OK!I announce that "Two Sons Open a Shop", finished!"

Oh~~~~~~~~

A group of people shouted like heckling, the actor threw his hat into the sky, and the others threw something at hand, all over the place.

Yi Qing also breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart, this drama was filmed in a bit of a hurry, the time was too tight, and the production center gave him three months, and in such a short time, there was no way to polish it carefully.

Some scenes, in Yi Qing's opinion, are still a little bit short of perfect, but time waits for no one, and there are only some regrets left.

Chen Xiaoer is accepting everyone's congratulations with a happy face, this is his first work as a director, he attaches great importance to it, and now the whole drama is finished, and then after the post-production, it is time to accept the audience's inspection.

After coping with it, Chen Xiaoer came to Yi Qing and wanted to shake hands, but in the end, regardless of whether Yi Qing was happy or not, he gave a hug: "Xiao Yi, thank you so much for being a brother!"

This thank you is heartfelt.

Although Yi Qing only has the title of screenwriter in the crew, and he also plays a small role in the play, in fact, his role is far more than that.

Especially after Feng Pants was upgraded to executive director, the miscellaneous things in the crew were basically managed by Yi Qing, from equipment maintenance and storage, to ordering box lunches and borrowing props, there was nothing that Yi Qing couldn't manage.

It is precisely because of Yi Qing, the logistics manager, that Chen Xiaoer can guide and act in a down-to-earth manner, without worrying about other things.

As for Zou Jie sent by Beijing Film Studio, people don't care about anything else except staring at money.

"Say this and see the outside, aren't we buddies!"

Yi Qing patted Chen Xiaoer's back twice, and asked Ya to let go quickly, on a hot day, Chen Xiaoer's stinky sweat, besides, the two big men hugged each other, disgusting or not!

"What, our next ~~~~~~~"

Yi Qing saw that Chen Xiaoer was about to mention the script again, so he hurriedly stopped: "You have done the sketches of the Spring Festival Gala first, let's talk about something else, and when the New Year comes, I will still wait to watch it!"

For two consecutive years of the Spring Festival Gala, the combination of Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao has made a name for itself in the country, especially this year's Spring Festival Gala, in the case of the overall collapse, the works of the two of them can still maintain a high standard, which is the only highlight of the whole performance.

If Chen Xiaoer gave up the Spring Festival Gala stage in order to make a movie, Yi Qing would not agree to others.

They still have a few classic works that they haven't performed!

Thinking of this, Yi Qing suddenly had an idea and said, "Little second brother, how about I write you a script for a sketch?"

Chen Xiaoer was stunned when he heard this, and only after a long time did he say: "Xiao Yi, you are really fake, you can also write the script of the sketch?"

"How fresh, you just say if you want it!"

Chen Xiaoer nodded hurriedly, of course he wanted it, since he received a notice from the director team of the Spring Festival Gala asking him to prepare a sketch for the Spring Festival Gala next year, he has been thinking about this matter, during the filming, he often met with Zhu Laomao, and the two discussed new ideas, but they had no clue, which made me sad.

Don't look at the short time of the sketch, it seems that it is quite easy to get a script, but because of the time period, a total of ten minutes, it is necessary to perform a complete story, and a series of baggage must be kneaded into it to achieve the due comedic effect.

The "Eating Noodles" and "Making a Movie" that were performed on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala before were all saved by Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao, but this time, I don't know if it was because I was distracted by making a movie, or what, I have never been able to decide what to play.

For this matter, Chen Xiaoer was not less angry.

Now Yi Qing said that he wanted to write a script for them, Chen Xiaoer naturally couldn't ask for it, Yi Qing's creative ability, he admired it.

can write a book like "Two Sons Open a Shop" in one night, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Yi Qing is a genius.

"Xiao Yi, if you can really get a script for us, then thank you so much, you don't know, Lao Mao and I are dying of sorrow for this!"

Yi Qing was just about to speak, Zou Jie over there was shouting, and he informed him yesterday that after the movie was finished today, the whole group would have a dinner, which was specially approved by Meng Shi.

"Come on, I'll send you the script when I get back to this, let's go, let's eat first. ”

Meng Da is the leader, Beijing Film Studio pays for it, there is no reason not to eat, there is one person in the whole group, even the youngest Cao Ying is not left behind.

It's just that what Yi Qing didn't expect was that the hotel that Zou Jie booked was actually the place where he used to work.

"Isn't this Xiao Yi?"

As soon as he entered the door, Yi Qing bumped into an acquaintance.

"Manager Wang, I haven't seen you anymore, it's good!"

This Manager Wang is the one who has always been unable to get along with Yi Qing's master Song Yuan, I haven't seen him for more than a year, and he is still the same, and the smile on his face is fake no matter how he looks at it.

"It's good, it's good! You're ~~~~~~ today."

Manager Wang couldn't help but wonder when he saw that Yi Qing came in with Zou Jie, who had booked a table yesterday.

"Oh! The crew is finished, come here for dinner!"

When Manager Wang heard this, the smirk on his face suddenly became a little brighter: "I remembered, I remembered, they all said that you resigned to act, how about it, now you have become a big star, right?"

I'll be your uncle!

Because of the relationship between the master Song Yuan, Yi Qing didn't want to see this Manager Wang, and just wanted to leave as soon as possible: "It's early, what, Manager Wang, you are busy first, I'll go to the back kitchen to see my master!"

After speaking, Yi Qing turned around and left, after being reborn, he worked in this state-run restaurant for several months, and he was naturally familiar with the kitchen.

It stands to reason that he is no longer a person from the restaurant, and he can't go to such a heavy place as the back kitchen, but no one stops him, so he naturally pretends not to know.

"Fatty!"

When he arrived at the kitchen door, Yi Qing saw an acquaintance again, just like him, they were all apprentices of Song Yuan, Yi Qing was two years younger than the other party, but he started early, so he was naturally a senior brother.

"Senior brother!"

When the fat man saw Yi Qing, he was stunned at first, and then his face was full of surprise, their senior brothers hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Senior brother, why are you here?"

"Come over for dinner, how are you?"

Yi Qing and this junior brother who is older than him, although the relationship is not particularly close, but they also get along well, when he used to work in the restaurant, when he was in charge, the fat man was responsible for the work on the board.

"We're all good, it's the master~~~~~~"

When the fat man said this, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Yi Qing was puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with the master?

The last time Yi Qing went to see his master Song Yuan was during the Chinese New Year, and he had been having something after the New Year, so he didn't care about walking around often, looking at the appearance of the fat man, Song Yuan seemed to have an accident.

The fat man hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The master is sick, it seems to be quite serious, and he hasn't come to work for several days." ”

Sick?

I can't even go to class!

Yi Qing was shocked, he knew Song Yuan's temper, he had been a junior apprentice for most of his life, and according to his words, if he couldn't smell the smell of oil smoke for a day, he would feel uncomfortable.

I didn't go to work for a few days in a row, and it looked like I was really sick.

"When did this happen, why didn't anyone talk to me?"

The fat man hurriedly said: "Before the Chinese New Year, the master always coughed and asked for leave from time to time, but he didn't let us tell you, saying that you are busy now, don't delay you, some time ago, one day I fainted directly in the back kitchen, and we sent it to the hospital, but what kind of illness did the master say, and she didn't say it when he asked the master." ”

Yi Qing was really panicked now, his feelings for Song Yuan were still very deep, when he was just reborn, if he hadn't been taken care of by his master, maybe he would have just woken up and followed the illness.

Song Yuan himself has no son, so he treats him as his own son, and the relationship between the two sons is not mixed with any leave.

Why did this good person suddenly become so sick?

"Where is the master now, at home, or in the hospital?"

"At home, I went to see it yesterday and persuaded the master to go to the hospital, but the master didn't want to go, I ~~~~~~"

Before the fat man's words were finished, Yi Qing had already run out, and he didn't bother to say hello to Chen Xiaoer, so he ran all the way to Song Yuan's house.

Go upstairs and knock on the door.

It took a while for the door to be opened, and it was Yi Qing's sister who opened the door, and when she saw Yi Qing, her mother was also stunned.

"Aoko, why are you here?"