Actor: Thank you.

The venue for the dinner was chosen to be a large restaurant near the crew.

It's not that they are trying to show off, they just don't want to go to that shabby little shop.

But just picking any one of these people is enough to attract hundreds of onlookers.

What's more, there are two real big brothers, Li Lianjie and Chen Long.

If you go to a small restaurant, you don't have to eat.

I couldn't even lift the chopsticks, so I just signed and took photos.

So it’s better to find a big restaurant with private rooms.

But only some.

Two of Uncle Long's bodyguards, who are also his martial arts brothers, were unable to sit down to eat and had to stand guard outside the private room like door gods.

Afraid that irrelevant people would enter the house.

Liu Xiaoli was kind enough to let them come in and eat for a while.

But Chen Long kept shaking his head.

"No, no, someone has to watch."

"We travel all over the country, and we often encounter people barging in when we are eating."

"Ordinary people are fine, at most they can take photos and exchange a few words."

"If you meet a drunk, you're done."

"You can't chase him away. If you really chase him away, he'll get angry and say you're being a big shot."

"Especially when you go to the Northeast, people there drink a lot and are very enthusiastic, so it's impossible to do it."

"Yes!" Li Lianjie also nodded in agreement.

"The North is not only welcoming, but also has many big brothers who are hard to mess with."

There were more than one or two actors from Hong Kong who were detained when they went to Northeast China for commercial performances.

From the perspective of Chinese history, northerners are naturally nemesis of southerners.

At this moment, the white boy named Mike also interrupted after hearing what the translator said.

"People in our area are more aggressive in the south, and they pull out their guns at any time."

The beacon country has its own national conditions.

It's like this where you are, exactly the opposite of China.

The fierce rednecks are all in the south.

"Excuse me for disturbing you!"

As he was speaking, someone really came in.

The two old men at the door opened the door and looked at Uncle Long helplessly.

The restaurant's foreman, manager, chef, owner, and the waiter followed the food into the private room together.

You can't just not let them serve the food, right?

Those people there can only eat with disposable chopsticks.

Zhang Yuan took a look and saw that the person wearing a jacket but not a work suit should be the boss.

The boss himself pushed the food cart in, and he was so sincere that it was hard to stop him.

And when the person walked up to him and took a closer look, Zhang Yuan chuckled and shook his head.

"Sissi, look."

"What are you looking at?" Liu Qianqian loves to eat in private, but she becomes more reserved when there are outsiders around.

"Look at this boss, his two socks are not the same color."

"Haha, it's true." Xiaolongnu also laughed.

"Uncle is so careless." She whispered.

"It's not carelessness." Zhang Yuan turned his head: "It means they are in a hurry."

"He must have heard from his subordinates that a large group of actors were coming today, so he rushed here in a hurry."

Liu Xiaoli raised her eyebrows. That's right.

However, Zhang Yuan is not only sharp-eyed, but also thoughtful. Most people would never think of this.

"They are so anxious, let's be polite when we take photos later."

Liu Xiaoli nodded, and she had a good conscience.

After praising Liu Xiaoli a lot just now, she now looks at Zhang Yuan with favor.

Hey, woman.

Why did the boss come while the food was being served?

Because I was afraid that the star would run away after eating.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

Uncle Long has seen this kind of situation many times, so he simply stood up and let others take as many photos as they wanted.

It only takes fifteen minutes to give you peace and quiet.

Chen Long and Li Lianjie naturally couldn't escape, and were pulled aside to chat and take pictures.

The boss wanted to waive the bill, but my brother refused.

If you go out to eat, you must pay for it yourself.

Because some shop owners are not normal, or they are not normal.

It's okay to exaggerate, but it's funny to add fuel to the fire and say that you are eating for free.

No one here can afford to spend the money for this meal.

"Let's take a group photo together." Uncle Long simply asked everyone to stand up.

Let the boss stand in the middle, with him and Li Lianjie on the left and right.

Such face!
Two great Kung Fu superstars serve me alone. Is this a small blessing?

The boss couldn't be more satisfied.

Uncle Long just wanted to make him extremely satisfied so that he could leave quickly.

"Come on, Eggplant!"

It's even more like the Scissors Hand.

"Thank you very much, your food is delicious."

"Thank you for your presence." The boss smiled so hard that his mouth almost reached his ears. "I'll have the chef personally watch over your dishes later."

"I'll give you a few of his best dishes."

I couldn't refuse such a kind invitation, so I agreed.

When the white boy Mike saw the restaurant owner's attitude towards Cheng and Li, he thought that they were indeed international superstars.

Although he started out as a child star, his first film was a collaboration with Meryl Streep, a top actress who has won multiple awards at the Cannes, Berlin, Golden Globe, Academy Awards, and Emmy Awards.

But his agent also put a lot of effort into this film.

Thinking about how that black guy has become a top star by relying on Chen Long, and I am white, shouldn’t I be even more awesome?
But I am quite capable. However, except for the group photo just now, the boss did not invite me to the individual photo.

That's normal, he doesn't recognize me.

But once "The Forbidden Kingdom" is finished and released, I will definitely be recognized in China!

Before coming here, this boy heard that Chinese girls like white men.

They are very enthusiastic when they see foreigners.

I thought that once I became famous, especially when promoting my movie before it was released, maybe I could have some fun.

In those days, there was already the term EASY GIRL.

However, this trend of women fawning on foreigners did not actually start in China.

It started in Eastern Europe, and later in Brazil, Cuba, Argentina, Southeast Asian countries, island countries and South Korea, which also had this period.

In any open market that has contact with developed Western countries, there will be some young women who are "fawning on foreigners" in the early and middle stages.

It's not even in the middle or early stages. After so many years of contact with Thailand, it is still a paradise for old white men.

This is actually a manifestation of human's admiration for the strong, which has shifted from the nation to the individual.

After all, the economic gap is too big.

Before the reform and opening up, a Hong Kong truck driver could keep several mistresses from the mainland. The same principle also applies.

This is understandable.

But it is hard to understand why some women even worship poor black uncles.

Zhang Yuan practices martial arts, and this is the sword.

Uncle Long held the boss's shoulders and was about to walk him out.

But at this moment, I found that the other party still didn't want to leave.

"Why...oh, I know, a signature."

"Xiao Hu, bring me a pen."

Uncle Long signed for the other party again.

But I found that he still had no intention of leaving.

Chen Long was a little unhappy about this.

"We have the photos and signatures. Let's eat first, shall we?" He said, his tone changing slightly.

"Hey..." The boss paused, then opened his mouth again: "Actually, my daughter likes him very much."

He pointed at Zhang Yuan who was sitting in the corner.

Compared to Chen Long, teenage girls definitely prefer Zhang Yuan, who is young and handsome.

"I'm here!" Zhang Yuan hurriedly stood up after hearing this.

"What's your daughter's name?" Zhang Yuan asked as he signed.

"Which of my works does she like?"

"'The Return of the Condor Heroes' is so lovely. I watch it every time it's replayed." The boss is a family-oriented person and knows his daughter's preferences very well.

"Sissi, come on, there's still work for you."

"The Return of the Condor Heroes" cannot be performed alone.

The two of them took several photos, one on the left and one on the right.

He finally left satisfied.

"You are very popular among young people." Uncle Long sighed.

"But I still want to be as popular as you are, and not just popular among young people."

"Okay!" Chen Long clapped his hands, thinking that it would be great if my kid could speak so well.

Mike opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

It turns out that I am the only one who is not welcomed...

In fact, he noticed it when Zhang Yuan first came today.

Covered in golden armor, it's hard not to pay attention.

But what he noticed was that this person seemed different from ordinary people.

The director was very polite to him.

The two superstars, Chen Long and Li Lianjie, were also very enthusiastic towards him. Anyway, everyone's attitude towards him was much better than towards me.

Even the heroine of the movie had a very good relationship with him, but treated me very normally.

Mike was a little confused.

Don’t people always say foreigners are superior?

Is there something wrong with this?
Why does he look like a master to me?
Could it be... that he is very popular?

While eating and drinking, Zhang Yuan also gave the man a brief introduction to China’s drinking culture.

“Foreigners who come to China have to drink three cups in a row for every new friend they meet.”

Zhang Yuan threw three wine glasses in front of him with a bang.

Maikou glanced at everyone present. Chen Long pursed his lips and nodded, and Li Lianjie also nodded with a smile on his face.

Liu Xiaoli knew that Zhang Yuan was treating the foreigner as a fool.

Xiaolongnu also gave him a look that said "you are a bad boy".

Seeing that everyone else agreed, the white boy could only pick up the cup and hesitate whether to drink it.

"Come on, come on..."

Zhang Yuan held the back of his head with one hand and held the cup with the other, then drank the drink.

Cough, cough, cough... I was choked by this guy and I keep coughing.

"It's too spicy. I feel like my stomach is burning." The man blushed.

"Maikou, you know, this is the best wine in China." Zhang Yuan specifically asked for a bottle of Niu Er and poured it for him.

This stuff is spicy.

"Drinking this will give you courage."

"After drinking this, you won't even have to hide from an atomic bomb!"

"I feel like an atomic bomb is in my body," said Michael, holding his stomach.

"There are two more cups."

The foreigner was so scared that he kept shaking his head.

"You New Yorkers are no good," complained Zhang Yuan, who was from Brooklyn.

That's where Captain America is.

After saying that, Zhang Yuan raised his wrist, drank two cups in a row, and placed the cup face down on the table.

Even Mike was stunned.

You are an islander!

I’m fine after taking two “atomic bombs”.

"You still need to practice your drinking capacity." Zhang Yuan patted his shoulder.

"Well, on the day off from the crew's training, I'll take you out to the capital, have something to eat and drink, and then I'll show you some practice."

"Okay!" Hearing this, he smiled.

All we need is a good tour guide!

Through this "one hit and one take" strategy, Zhang Yuan's relationship with the other party quickly became closer.

Even though they had only met for the first day, halfway through the meal, they were already drinking together.

He made friends with the other party not to please the foreigners, but for other purposes.

After the meal, he took the initiative to invite the other party to take his business car back to the hotel.

"Zhang, are you familiar with Chen Long and Li Lianjie?" After the vehicle started, the boy was full of doubts.

Because just before getting on the car, these two people pulled him aside to say goodbye, but they also chatted for a long time.

Although I couldn't understand Chinese, I could still understand his expression.

Obviously, both big names have a good relationship with him.

“I’ve worked with all of them.”

"They recommended me to join the crew," Zhang Yuan told the truth.

But just telling the truth has already made Mike's mouth wide open.

It took me a lot of effort to get into the group.

They either directly refer people internally or they do double referrals.

"Zhang, are you famous in China?" the guy finally asked.

"It's not bad." He smiled and pointed to the universe with his fingers.

"If you are famous, you should be rich too, right?" he continued.

Zhang Yuan thought that foreigners were direct and not as reserved as the Chinese.

If Chinese people start talking about money when they first meet, it means they are vulgar and don't know the rules.

"It's just so-so." Zhang Yuan gave this answer after thinking about Da Ma, Xiao Ma, Goudong, Wang Jianlin and others.

"If you are so famous, why do you take the Japanese bus?"

"In our beacon country, island cars are driven by ordinary people."

Zhang Yuan: …

I gave it to you, but you still dislike my car.

I'll kick you, believe it or not!
But what they said makes sense. Alpha is synonymous with nanny car in the country.

It has become a standard and identity symbol in the entertainment industry, carrying social and class attributes.

Zhang Yuan didn't like it, but as someone in the industry, he could only obey temporarily.

"Just like you think everyone in China knows Kung Fu."

"There are also many people here who blindly believe that the moon in foreign countries is rounder," he replied helplessly.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." He changed the subject: "There is something I just want to tell you."

"WHAT?"

"During the script reading today, I also read everyone's content."

"There was a scene where I felt the script wasn't very well written."

Zhang Yuan turned around and looked straight at him.

"It's the Skywalker you play, the night before setting out to attack the palace of the Jade Border God of War."

"Nighttime Chat with Golden Swallow."

"Yeah, I know, what's wrong?" Mike looked at him with his blue eyes.

"After the night talk, Skywalker and Golden Swallow had an intimate scene."

Zhang Yuan was dissatisfied with this part when he read the script, but he never mentioned it.

Because this is not my part.

Hug, hug, kiss, and then go into the room.

A very Western romance.

They slept together even though they had only known each other for a few days.

In terms of characters and plot, it is very urgent and speechless.

It seems like this section exists just for the sake of having it.

The key point is that I haven’t kissed you enough, how can I let the white pig do that!
And Zhang Yuan remembered that this scene was known as Liu Xixi's first screen kiss.

But after filming, this scene was cut from both the Eastern and Western versions.

If you broadcast it, I'll let it go.

For the sake of the film, it would be nice if we could trick more viewers into watching it.

But it was deleted for the sake of length, so the kiss would have been in vain!

So he wanted the director to change this part.

The emotional drama is not reasonable in the first place and is forced.

But there were only two people who could propose this to the director.

Maikou and Liu Qianqian.

Those are the two actors in this play.

He knew that Xiaolongnu had a stubborn temper.

If you ask for it yourself, they may not agree.

She also doesn't like others interfering in her work.

And even if she agreed, she would talk to the director and he might not agree.

So the best communicator is actually the short and cute-looking male protagonist.

The reason why Zhang Yuan was drinking and laughing with him at the table just now was because of this.

I had a long chat with him about the concept of film.

From character design to logical analysis, everything was discussed in detail.

Zhang Yuan explained his views one by one in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

I've never been so attentive when persuading a woman to take off her clothes.

I almost moved myself.

"How about it, do you understand?" He just finished speaking when he was sent all the way downstairs to the hotel.

He was thirsty and drank half a bottle of water.

"I understand!" Michael nodded.

"You mean, the arrangement of this scene is unreasonable."

"It doesn't match the previous character image."

"And because Jin Yanzi is Chinese."

"In ancient times, Chinese women were very conservative and would not kiss or get intimate with others easily."

"Such a design is not in line with the background of the times."

"That's right!" Zhang Yuan looked at the wise man and snapped his fingers.

"But whether the script is correct is the business of the screenwriter and director."

"I'm just an actor, I'm just responsible for acting."

“That’s not my job.”

He refused bluntly.

"Thank you for taking me back. Nice to meet you. See you on the set tomorrow."

After saying this, the man seemed a little drunk and staggered out of the car.

Zhang Yuan closed the car door and looked at his departing back.

"Sure enough, you white guys can't understand the way civilized people communicate."

Click, click... Zhang Yuan twisted his neck, and it made a crackling sound.

"It seems that we need a communication method that suits you..." (End of this chapter)