In this dress, in the era of conservative robes and horse coats, a strong sense of unruly prodigal son came to the face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The makeup artist next to him was very satisfied with his masterpiece, he looked at the finished product opposite, and raised his hand towards Qin Guan with a little excitement: "Qin Guan, do you want to bring your gloves and walk around twice to see the overall effect?" ”

Qin Guan, who heard the reminder, twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, but his eyes unconsciously looked out of the dressing room.

"Brother Qin, Brother Qin, I bought it back earlier, I didn't delay you, right?"

A cheerful sound of good news came from outside the door, this is Qin Guan's little assistant, Xiao Wang bought it and came back early.

No wonder Qin Guan is reluctant to wear gloves, this is an early hand oil, it's not suitable, isn't it?

Qin Guan is not a person who pays attention to his image at all, he took a few steps inside, and poked his head in the direction of the breakfast bag in Wang Liying's hand.

"What did you buy? Let me tell you, this Tianjin people's breakfast, although it is not as delicate as the south, but it is fragrant! ”

And Wang Liying put it on the small table in the lounge on the side as if she was inviting merit.

"Brother Qin, I looked at the large amount, so I bought a few easy-to-eat ones, won't you have to film later, I didn't buy you the kind of soup with it."

"There's a lot of people queuing up here, and I think it should be good."

What he said made Xu Jinglei, who was eating steamed buns on the other side of the table, curious, what did this little assistant buy.

"Oh, let's eat!"

Qin looked at the big guy who had been handed to him early, and subconsciously asked, "This, what is this?" ”

"The flatbread is wrapped in a roll ring, it's fragrant!"

I know it's a flatbread on the outside, but what is it on the inside? And this amount is more than half a catty, this meal is early.

Seeing this situation, Xu Jinglei burst out laughing, but as a reserved high-quality woman, she silently turned her head in another direction, pretending not to know anything and drinking mung bean porridge.

Looking at his little assistant with shining-eyed eyes, Qin Guan, who was embarrassed, bit down.

'Squeak'

Crisp!

The two very large rolls in the flatbread were bitten open by Qin Guan's teeth, revealing the true face that belonged to Tianjin's breakfast.

Bean sprouts, dried beans, soy beans, fermented beans, red powder skin and a variety of ingredients with different tastes, mixed with simple salt, sesame oil and monosodium glutamate, are rolled into a tube by the bun skin made of bean skin, and then sealed with batter.

Frying in hot oil, crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside by the right oil temperature, this slightly greasy food is rolled up by the golden flatbread baked on both sides, and all the excess fat is sucked into the somewhat dull white flatbread.

These two foods that seem to be completely incompatible, after such a combination of Tianjin people, immediately become a classic breakfast that is so delicious that you bite off your tongue, flatbread and roll circles.

Qin Guan, who was addicted to a food addiction called Tianjin flavor in the first bite, had no image at this time, and directly copied the cake bag with both hands, and buried his face in it.

A sense of déjà vu of a Liangshan hero eating flatbread came to his face, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

What kind of food should be treated, what kind of eating method should be used, this is also a real gourmet's compliment to food.

It wasn't until Qin Guan had killed most of the cake in his hand that he picked up the pulp on the table and poured it a few bites, then raised his head and looked at the stunned Xu Jinglei and the others and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Sister Xu, do you watch me eat it, and you also think that the buns are not fragrant? These Tianjin buns are sold everywhere, why don't you try mine? ”

After finishing speaking, he stretched out the suspicious one in his hand in front of Xu Jinglei earlier, but was stopped by Director Xu, who was still a little sensible.

"No need, Qin Guan, you are too polite, I am full, you, eat by yourself, I'll go and see how the machine is prepared!"

After saying that, he threw down the bun and ran away.

Seeing Qin Guan, who didn't appreciate it, he didn't feel sad at all, he stuffed the last mouthful of the roll into his mouth, and after taking the tissue handed over by Wang Liying, he gave the other party a praising thumbs up.

This little girl has eyesight, which is much better than Sister Xue, who is the shopkeeper and serves him.

By the time Qin Guan stepped out of the workshop and stood still in the alley where only one car could run, Xu Jinglei behind the camera had already finished debugging the machine, and next to her stood a little girl in a white plaid robe and student uniform.

This little girl is not very old, with a cute and sweet doll head, if it weren't for the smile on her lips all the time, like a warm little sun, Qin Guan would have thought that Yamaguchi Xun suddenly appeared in China.

Her face is somewhat similar to Xu Jinglei, but she is much younger than her, after all, she is still a fifteen-year-old young girl at this time, just a girl who has never had acting experience selected from many auditions.

At this time, she saw Qin Guan from a distance who had stepped onto the old-fashioned German motorcycle prepared by the props group, although it was only a small black spot in the distance, but it also made her nervous for no reason.

Qin Guanhey, the youngest double actor, although he is a few years older than her, he is also one of the idols of her classmates.

Those fascinated classmates always hold his commercial posters and entertainment photos, lamenting this famous and high-quality idol, but they will never be as lucky as her to have the opportunity to make a movie with Qin Guan himself.

Xu Jinglei's reaction to the little girl is very clear, she didn't expect to be able to pass this scene in one go, and regarded it as the simplest independent shot, just as a run-in between two people.

"Attention units, first time I see you, first face, first act, 3, 2, begin!"

As Lao Xu's words fell, a group of little girls playing in front of the courtyard took action.

They were playing the craziest game that girls of that era could come their to, eagle and chicken.

The sound of laughter resounded in this alley full of banyan trees, and they who occupied an alley to play naturally heard the sound of the motorcycle horn behind them.

'Horn Woo Woo ..'

A tall man with windshields, with a dashing demeanor that was different from ordinary people, smiling, swaggering and wickedly drove past these cardamom girls. Shi Shiran stopped at the door of the mansion not far from where they were playing. (To be continued.) )