If I don't film, I have to go home and inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 197 Congratulations to Huang Lei for becoming the first Qing blow

Many things, as long as the people who do them are different, even if the movements are memorized and reproduced exactly the same, the final effect will be different.

In the small wooden pavilion of the Mushroom House, in the center of the dining table, a large bowl of fresh shrimp porridge exudes a strong aroma, making the hungry big guy unconsciously swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Looking at Zhang Zifeng who was about to move beside him, Wang Qing coughed, and stood up with a smile under He Jiong's subtle gaze, "Let me give you a bowl of porridge for those who have a cold first, I don't think you will refuse of."

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for other people to react, he first served a large bowl to Zhang Zifeng next to him.

"No, no, of course we won't refuse. This porridge looks so good and smells so good." Cecilia Cheung licked her lips and looked at Wang Qingsheng's bowl of porridge. It will be for her.

Huang Lei, who was sitting next to He Jiong, watched this scene with a smile, but then suddenly realized something, looked nervously at Zhang Zifeng and asked, "Your sister also has a cold?"

"Yes, she was not feeling well just now."

He Jiong sat next to him and explained to him, then looked across the table, and couldn't wait for Zhang Zifeng, who was taking the porridge with a soup spoon, to deliver it to his mouth, "But I've already taken the medicine, and it looks like I'm fine now, so Happily drinking the porridge made by her brother."

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Zhang Zifeng laughed out of embarrassment, but the movements of his hands didn't stop at all.

"Okay, it's fine then."

Huang Lei felt relieved, but seemed to be thinking of something, and looked at Wang Qing with a smile, "I said, why are you in such a good mood today, kid?"

"Cough." Wang Qing coughed again, interrupting his thoughts of going on, and gave bowls to other people who had a cold.

"Then we won't be polite."

Ren Xianqi took another sip of shrimp porridge, first gave Wang Qing his thumbs up with wide eyes, and then asked curiously: "But Xiao Qing, how did your porridge become so delicious?"

"I've also cooked shrimp porridge, and I've tried adding some shrimp oil before cooking, but it doesn't taste like what you made."

Although it was said that it was cooked for people with a cold, in fact, everyone except Wang Qing poured a bowl of shrimp porridge and drank it first.

"The combination of ingredients, the mastery of the heat, and the evenness of the seasoning." Wang Qing briefly explained, "Besides these, there may be other reasons that cause the taste of our porridge to be different. There are quite a lot of tricks here."

"You don't need to ask brother Qi, it's a difference in strength. I learned that Xiaoqing's cooking is so delicious, and I learned from him for a while, but it's a pity that I didn't learn much." Huang Lei said with a smile .

"incredible."

Hearing that Huang Lei actually learned how to cook with Wang Qing, Ren Xianqi looked at Wang Qing again in surprise.

The others, however, were already too hungry to speak, especially He Landou and Chen Feiyu, who were younger, who forgot about promoting the movie, and stuffed them into their mouths without fear of burning them.

He Landou seems to be the kind of person who doesn't like spicy food. Wang Qing's shrimp porridge with chili and ginger made her runny nose.

But she still wiped her nose and insisted on sending it to her mouth. The sweet and spicy taste made her unable to stop at all.

"Brother Qi, have you watched the remake of the late-night cafeteria movie we made recently?" It's not the first time for people like Huang Lei to eat Wang Qing's rice, but he is not in such a hurry. While chatting with Ren Xianqi.

"Forehead"

Ren Xianqi didn't react so quickly this time, and after a while he said embarrassedly: "It's still very good to see."

He thought about it for a long time when he said this, but since it was a recording program, he still saved face for this movie.

"It's not bad, it's obviously the same as our original TV series, and it was scolded badly."

Huang Lei exposed his lies with a smile. Seeing Ren Xianqi's embarrassment, he explained: "You don't have to be too nervous, just be casual. Old friends don't have to worry about it so much. Anyway, I will let you talk about some things." Don't worry, the director will cut it when the time comes."

Ren Xianqi heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, it's okay. From an actor's point of view, it's okay. It's just that the script adaptation is not very good, and it doesn't have that kind of warm feeling."

"One thing you don't know is that when the writer came to ask me, I originally planned to recommend Xiao Qing to audition." Huang Lei looked at Wang Qing opposite.

"Is there such a thing?" Ren Xianqi looked at Wang Qing in disbelief. According to his understanding, Wang Qing seems to have just debuted not long ago, right?Is he already capable of competing with actors like Liang Jiahui for roles at such a young age?
When mentioning this kind of thing, Chen Feiyu and the others didn't bother to drink porridge, and asked in surprise: "Was Brother Qing originally going to play that late-night cafeteria?"

Wang Qing smiled a little embarrassedly, but didn't speak.

"Yes." Huang Lei continued, "It's a good thing he rejected me at that time, otherwise I would have felt sorry for him."

"Even if his cooking is really delicious, if he really agreed to my invitation and went there to shoot such a movie, to be honest, it would have a great impact on his movie path."

"What? Rejected?" Chen Feiyu and others were even more surprised.

"That's right, he refused. No one may believe this matter, but he has a high vision and is good at examining himself, so he directly rejected me." Huang Lei nodded, "You don't You know, when I invited him, he wasn't as famous as he is now, and his first movie with Zi Feng hadn't even been released at that time."

Today, an old friend from the late-night cafeteria came to the show, and Wang Qing just made a meal, which directly brought back his memories, "At that time, the two brothers and sisters came to our show like Feiyu and Doudou to announce the drama, and then that day In the evening, he made a barbecue for me to eat, and when I ate that barbecue, I thought that this kid's cooking should be delicious."

"Then the next day he made me another breakfast, that meal!" Huang Lei took a serious look at the others, and finally turned his attention to Wang Qing, slamming his mouth as if aftertaste, "That meal directly convinced me that he should be the owner of the late night cafeteria, so I told him directly about the remake of the movie and invited him to audition for the crew of the late night cafeteria."

"But what I didn't expect was that at that time, I was scolded miserably on the Internet. A young boy who had just debuted, he actually directly rejected my invitation. Not only did he not act, but he also explained his reasons clearly. It didn't mean to make me feel ashamed."

"Can you understand how I feel?"

Huang Lei looked at Ren Xianqi and Cecilia Cheung in surprise, He Jiong, who hadn't even heard of it, said, "He, a young boy who just debuted, actually provoked the script, and it's still this kind of traffic He rejected the script adapted from the big IP."

"Do you know what else he told me at the time?"

He spoke enthusiastically, and without waiting for others to respond, he asked and answered himself in admiration, "Firstly, it is inappropriate in terms of age and experience, and then there is the sense of incongruity seen by the audience and the differences in the script. Explain it to me."

"And he hardly thought about this process. Can you do it when you are young? I can't do it anyway. If I just graduated, a big director will ask me to make a movie, and it will be a late-night cafeteria I agreed to this kind of script without even thinking about it, I was afraid that the other party would regret it and even want to sign the contract on the spot, so why would I think about so many things.”

(End of this chapter)