"You Chinese people are always like this, believe me, I have lived with him for twenty years, if he was so good at talking, I wouldn't have moved out, do you have a saying like that?"

Mike high-fived: "That's right, it's called" Don't hit the south wall and don't look back! ””

"Are you sure you weren't kicked out of the house because you secretly sold your father's car?" Maina turned her head, and the big waves flashed with glass.

"Oh, there may be a reason for this, but trust me, it's not the crux of the matter!"

Mike was about to say another when he suddenly saw Qi Jie and his father walking towards him outside the window.

As if he had seen a ghost, he leaned in front of the window and shouted incredulously, "What? ”

Maina smiled: "There are always some people who have a special charm that people can't help but be attracted to. ”

Mike looked puzzled, his eyes swirled on her, and then he said in a flirtatious tone: "If you talk about your body alone, you are hotter than hers!" ”

Mina rolled her eyes at her, then went to the hallway and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, she heard the conversation between Qi Jie and Old Mike.

“…… Compared with southern cuisine, I still prefer Lu cuisine, because it does not add sugar, mainly fresh and fragrant, the bowl just now is braised pork, although there is also added sugar, but mainly for color and freshness. ”

"I have always felt that the East is a mysterious country, I have always wanted to learn the dishes of the East, but it seems to be difficult, and your language is the same, in the three wars I have participated in, many Orientals who do not seem to be strong can often burst out with unimaginable resilience, so few people touch this mold, I have the impression that the place where the Chinese army is stationed is always the safest."

Maina opened the door and asked, "Why are you so happy talking?" ”

"Nonsense."

Old Mac shook his head and said, "Talking about your food, if the angel will rebel against God, then he must be attracted by the food of the East." ”

Qi Jie and Mai Na looked at each other and smiled, although it was a bit exaggerated, but the deliciousness of Chinese food was recognized in the world.

Old Michael looked at the food on the table and sniffed it vigorously, looking intoxicated.

Because Qi Mu didn't speak English, she could only gesture for him to sit down, and at the same time put the beer in front of Old Mike.

Mike sat next to him stupidly, perhaps because he didn't invite Old Mike over as a son, Qi Jie was an outsider who easily completed it, anyway, with an unhappy expression.

But no matter what, everyone was already happy. At the dinner table, Old Mike was full of praise for Qi's mother's craftsmanship, and at this time he didn't shoot at all, just like an ordinary old man.

The topic quickly shifted from food to filming, and after criticizing his son's so-called "Xiaoqiang theory" for a while, Old Mac seriously asked Qi Jie's opinion.

Obviously, he had an excellent impression of Qi Jie.

In Lao Mike's view, Oriental women are generally more mature than Western girls of the same age, they know how to advance and retreat, and they will not follow the crowd, at least they will not hang a ring on their lips, nose, and navel, and there are even fewer examples of unmarried pregnancies. They seem to be living seriously, and girls in Europe and the United States will be unscrupulous and crazy before they can return to life.

"yes, I also want to hear what Orientals think about filmmaking."

Mike obviously said this with an arrogant tone, even if a first-class director in China can only be regarded as a third-rate commodity in Europe and the United States, and the star is even more so, the fame is great, and it may be just a trick without lines in the big production films in Europe and the United States.

Qi Jie thought for a while, and then said: "I really don't know how to make a good movie, if I have to say it, I think it should be because the knowledge in this area is not enough and the external restrictions are too harsh." ”

"I think it's because your Oriental thinking is not open enough, and everyone in the entertainment industry knows that your so-called big productions are usually bad movies."

Foreigners are still very clumsy in the use of chopsticks, so the old Mac and his son chose to use knives and forks.

Not to be outdone: "The difference is that you have strict control over the funding of a film, and in China, this kind of control is very evasive. ”

"In fact, many movies in Europe and the United States are also bad movies, and this base is more than the whole of Southeast Asia combined, right? So I think it's very similar to a fable in Huaguo. ”

"Oh? What is it? ”

Seeing that everyone at the table was looking at him, Qi Jie said, "Practice makes perfect." ”

Suddenly, seeing that the two foreigners were still at a loss, she explained: "This idiom says that there was a person in ancient China who was very good at archery, and he hit the heart with a few arrows and a bow, and he asked an old man, "Hey, you old man can also shoot arrows?" How's my? The old man said, "I don't know how to shoot arrows, but you can shoot well." But it's nothing, it's just skillful. The man was very annoyed, and the old man took a gourd with oil and put it on the ground, and put a copper coin with a hole in the mouth of the gourd. Then he scooped a spoonful of oil, and the oil spoon was slightly crooked, and the oil was like a thin yellow line, flowing straight from the money hole into the gourd. After pouring it, the oil didn't get any copper coins at all. ”

"Movies have nothing to do with archery, and even less to do with pouring oil." Mike shrugged as he wiped his hands with a tissue.

Old Mike listened quietly, although he didn't say a word, but his eyes were full of approval.

Qi Jie said: "It doesn't matter, it's just that I've tried a lot, what road can go through and what road can't work, I can summarize it, just like you said "standard European and American film template", it is the experience accumulated from countless bad movies, so the national situation is one reason, but the lack of experience is also the same, I think in the same environment, Chinese movies will not be worse than yours." ”

"Oh, then I'm going to have to wait and see you as a rising star in the film industry!" Mike playfully raised his glass.

"For the sake of art!"

Everyone got up, and Old Mac said in a hoarse voice: "Cheers to the bad movie!" ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Sometimes, the more rigid and rigorous people are, the more hilarious the jokes they make.

Old Mac drank the beer in one gulp, then forked up a piece of braised pork.

He looked at his son who got carried away, and said in a long voice: "Do you know why you have always been just a third-rate director? ”

"Oh, please. What do you want to say? Mike looked distressed.

Old Mike said: "I didn't find a soul in what you photographed, that's why you keep failing." ”

Mike had a loveless look on his face.

"You know, I just don't want my car to be so worthless, that's all!"

Qi Jie and Mai Na looked at each other and smiled, it seems that no matter which country, the hearts of parents who care about their children are the same, but the way of expression is different.

Mike thought the two were gloating, and he said, "I've been hearing that Myna has unparalleled musical talent, so I wonder if I will ever get a chance to get one of your songs." ”

Qi Jie was going to thank the two for their help, but she didn't have much to give to the two of them, so she nodded at the moment.

"Although our philosophies are different, our artistic pursuits are the same, so I wanted her to have a "happy ending" by writing a song for my upcoming fundraising film. ”

Qi Jie looked at Mike with both hands as a gun and pointed at her, naturally knowing that the other party still remembered the previous events.

She whispered to Mai Na: "I didn't expect the foreigner Gao Ma to be so careful." ”

After hearing this, Mina laughed and slammed the table, and Qi Mu pushed her arm hard.

"Hey, I know you're saying bad things about me, but it's enough!"

Old Michael opened another can of beer, and suddenly felt that if his son got married, it seemed better to find an Oriental woman.