Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Luo Wei raised his eyebrows, this kid is quite good at teasing, he has a taste!
"Director Luo, do you also like "A Jiao and A Qiang"?"

Luo Wei raised his head and saw that it was Han Wu. During the filming for more than a month, the two of them were the director and the leading actor, and they were already familiar with each other.

From Luo Wei's point of view, Han Wu is a good person, but it's a pity that his background is not suitable for deep friendship.

At the moment, he nodded happily: "The writing is quite interesting."

Han Wu immediately said: "Then your next film, how about making this novel? I'll play Aqiang!"

Luo Wei: "Huh?"

Han Wu had already continued on his own: "Heroine, I invite you, Song, from Pei's actor training class, to act! I think you are okay as a director. It's better to be familiar with it than a raw one!"

Luo Wei: "..."

Thank you!

But he really doesn't want to cooperate anymore!
Seeing through Luo Wei's thoughts, Han Wu said seriously: "Director Luo, don't worry! If Song is the heroine, I will definitely not act like this!"

His eyes are firm and clear, just like the leading man in a classic romance movie.

For a moment, Luo Wei was quite moved by his proposal.

Luo Wei finally said rationally: "Let's talk about it after the filming of "One Thousand and One Nights"!"

Han Wu nodded: "Alright, then I'll go find Mr. Hongchen Yixiao first, and buy the copyright first."

……

Song Huanxi, who was reading the newspaper, suddenly had an itchy nose. She quickly turned her head, took out a handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose, sneezed, and sniffed again. Feeling nothing unusual, she picked up the newspaper again and continued reading :
"Hearing his words, He Jiao giggled: 'Why don't you just say that I am the sun during the day and the moon at night, and I will guide you 24 hours a day!'

Ah Qiang thought about it seriously, nodded and said: "That's fine, I have no objection." '

He Jiao laughed again.

Ah Qiang withdrew his thoughts with a slightly red face, and seriously recited the English passage. At the same time, he silently translated the English passage into Chinese in his heart: May you be warm in winter, and may your spring not be cold——

This is what he wanted to say to He Jiao,
She deserves all the good in the world.

Probably because of his extra care, he became more and more proficient at writing, and quickly wrote down the entire paragraph silently.

He relaxed, stretched subconsciously, looked up, and found a bowl of rice balls with rice wine on the table, golden osmanthus flowers floating in the rice wine, very beautiful.

Knowing that the old lady hadn't slept, she was worried that he was hungry, so she cooked a bowl of sweet and fragrant wine rice balls, and saw that he was concentrating on his study, so she didn't call him, quietly put down the wine rice balls, and went to rest.

Ah Qiang picked up the wine glutinous rice balls, scooped up a spoonful and put them into his mouth. They were just warm, with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the small balls were glutinous and soft. After eating them, the whole stomach was warm.

He laughed, What a happy day! "

Song Huanxi is used to it. After reading the daily serialization of "A Jiao and A Qiang", the regular customers of the Wonton shop will be silent for a while.

Today is no exception.

She put down the newspaper, and the room remained silent.

Until Ah Shuibo's voice full of emotion sounded: "Hong Chen smiled, it's really well written! I came out to work when I was 13 years old, and I haven't been back to my hometown for many years, but just now, I actually thought of my old lady, thinking of her Will secretly burn eggs for me to eat!"

As he spoke, Ah Shuibo's voice became a little choked up.

His good friend Nan Bo, seeing the guests were all confused, he took the initiative to explain for him: "Ah Shui came out to work because his mother was gone, and his father married a stepmother, so he couldn't stay at home anymore."

Everyone was stunned and sighed, and comforted Uncle Ah Shui: "Now you have come to the end of your hardships! Zaizai is so filial, and I will give you money for tea!"

Ah Shuibo smiled through his tears, turned his head and shouted at Boss Chi: "A bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine stuffed meatballs! I want a big bowl!"

The other guests were taken aback for a moment, then cursed inwardly for treachery, and they also asked for wine glutinous rice balls one after another!

It's just that there are not many people ordering this thing on weekdays, so Boss Chi didn't prepare too much. He poked his head out with a embarrassed face and said, "There aren't that many meatballs. If they are not evenly distributed, each person has a small bowl." How about it?"

The old customers were all familiar with each other, they looked at each other and agreed in compromise.

A Shuibo said with a smile: "I don't really like sweet things, I blame Hongchen for writing too temptingly, it hooked my gluttons."

Nan Bo nodded again and again: "That's right! There's also the food stall in front of the Kowloon Theater last time, by the way, it's the one at Ah Huan's house. I bought some snacks and went home. My grandson ate them and clamored for more! "

He looked at Song Huanxi, and asked with a pleasant face: "Ah Huan, I'll queue up earlier next time, can you give me some more?"

Nan Bo laughed twice, and explained: "If the main purchase is too little, the child will not have enough to eat. Seeing us so greedy, everyone in the family wants to taste it!"

Song Huanxi laughed: "We didn't expect that there would be so many people. We will prepare more this week. Don't worry!"

Now when the second child mentions making money, he is full of energy and doesn't need her encouragement at all.

While talking, Boss Chi has already cooked the rice balls with rice wine, but the wonton shop is full of noodle bowls, and there are no bowls that are too small. When they are delivered to the customer's table, the shallow layer of small balls only takes up The bottom of a bowl looks very pitiful.

The old customers frowned, and were about to express their dissatisfaction, Boss Chi laughed and said, "Don't think too little, even one, this is all for one person."

After a pause, he smiled again: "That's good, today's bowl of rice balls with rice wine is my invitation to everyone, thank you for your long-term support to Chi Kee Wonton Store!"

Free is always the best, no matter how picky the guests are, they can’t say anything bad about it.

At that moment, all the guests bowed their heads and ate the small meatballs.

Ah Shuibo was the fastest eater, and scolded with a smile: "I don't know who this mortal is when he smiles. He writes things, one after another, and makes us always follow the trend!"

Nan Bo laughed loudly: "I think this is very good, I really feel that Gillian and Aqiang are living beside us!"

Ah Shuibo nodded repeatedly. Among all the popular novels serialized in the newspaper, only this one "A-Jiao and A-Qiang" made people feel the same way.

Song Huanxi stuck out her tongue quietly. Today, the rice balls in Jiuniang became popular, she didn't do it on purpose, she wrote it casually, who knew that all the gluttons of the guests were hooked out!
At the same time, at the Guo family's family banquet, Guo Sanbo called his servants and ordered, "Bring me a bowl of fermented rice balls with sweet-scented osmanthus sauce!"

When Uncle Guo heard it, he immediately said, "Give me a bowl too! More sweet-scented osmanthus!"