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Chapter 78 Don’t be so imaginative

In fact, no matter whether it is a military representative family in the mountains or a girl from a poor family in a prefecture-level city, everyone has a desire to have fun.

Zhang Lanzhi was reluctant mainly because she had read the script, but more likely because she saw that Dong Xueqing looked completely different after putting on makeup, so she was definitely tempted to give it a try.

But Weidong really needs to give some advice on her dressing style.

Because he was describing the "stewardess" he saw in Shanghai, why are people all over the country still confused at this moment?
Do these two words have any special meaning?

So to dress up, Zhang Lanzhi had to take off her military uniform. She always wore a standard white shirt buttoned to her throat with the hem tucked into her military pants, looking very straight and neat.

Rang Weidong instructed the female college student makeup artists to help the actors loosen their collars a little. Then one girl tied a scarf around her neck and said, "Hey, hey, hey, it's not a red scarf, and it's not like this..."

He couldn't put it into words. In fact, he still remembered the image of Old Mrs. Shi when she was in her thirties or forties. He wondered how to match it with the stewardess look he had seen in the short video.

They were struggling with the knot of the scarf for a long time. Zhang Lanzhi kept tilting her neck and didn't get angry. Finally, someone accidentally pushed the knot to the side, and he realized, "That's right!"
It's this taste.

Zhang Lanzhi's temperament already carries a bit of a dignified aura, and if she learns the service posture of folding her hands on her belly, she will really look like a flight attendant.

Just like that, she snapped a photo: "Today is our tenth wedding anniversary. I want to give him unforgettable memories..."

As she gracefully spread her hands to signal the back, Weidong was sleeping soundly with his head covered in the quilt.

In fact, they are not beds. It would be enough to find a few benches in the campus canteen and cover them with quilts and sheets.

Zhang Lanzhi is in good shape too. I wonder if all women are born actors.

But she was more like a little girl playing house with her friends next door in a third-tier factory. She walked to the bed with a steaming wet towel in both hands, half-knelt and acted like a servant: "You deserve a noble life..."

Then, just as Weidong turned his head and yawned, a wet towel was slapped on his face before he could see his face clearly.

While completely defenseless "in my sleep", of course my whole body bounced exaggeratedly like a folding phone!
Many people followed Yu Songhai to take photos, while others couldn't help laughing. It felt like they were watching a nonsensical movie.

Only Dong Xueqing frowned. Was this hinting at something?
Because she and her sister really did this to wake Weidong up in the morning, it was just a matter of washing his face with baby saliva.

Then, they pushed over a "dining cart" covered with a white cloth, which looked very real. It was actually just a wooden box covered with a piece of cloth, so the tall secretary had to bend over.

But it was filled with soda, yogurt bottles, and canned sugar water bought from the convenience store. In short, it looked dazzling.

The action training is better, and you can learn it seriously and properly: "Mourning! Kofi, Ti..."

In fact, some college students were already surprised: "This military sister speaks English very well, and her pronunciation is just right!"

"Yes, it's a bit like the accent of the foreign teachers in our school."

If Mrs. Shi were here, she would definitely be able to tell them apart.

It's good enough for a mute English student like Weidong from a county middle school to be able to say a few words about drinks.

He pointed his finger and said, "Tea!"

This was Zhang Lanzhi's job. She picked up the white porcelain teapot from the box very gracefully and skillfully, bent down with great etiquette and filled it up without spilling a drop. There was another burst of shutter clicks.

Rang Weidong also has a line: "Wow, I haven't been treated this way even after ten years of marriage."

Zhang Lanzhi forced a smile and said, "Do you want some rock sugar?"

It’s true that some places add sugar to tea, and the grown-up man takes advantage of the situation and says, “Have some!”

Clang, clang, he grabbed a handful of rock sugar and stuffed it into the cup, just like the ice cubes in the wine glasses of girls in nightclubs, piled up to a point.

One cup can definitely cure diabetics.

There was another round of snickers and clicks, and a clever close-up of the rock sugar cup.

Even if they are not aware that this postmodernist deliberate exaggeration often means that there will be a reversal later, the simple-minded college students will still secretly laugh and laugh!

Because everyone had been asked by Weidong to immediately change scenes, even Zhang Lanzhi followed suit with a relaxed smile after get off work.

Immediately put on a service expression: "Would you like zongzi or sushi for breakfast?"

The gentleman must have been very surprised: "Is sushi so high-end?" The next shot shows a floral towel being tucked into the collar of a man with only his chin exposed in a perfunctory and rude manner, mocking the high-class behavior of wearing a napkin as pretentious.

Then he took out an enamel plate he found at the convenience store, put an enamel bowl on it and brought it over, which made Weidong cooperate.

The key point is that anyone who has experienced the 1980s knows that no enamel tableware in the world is intact. These two are covered with scars, but they still try to create a sense of luxury.

It's quite a contrast.

It was all thanks to Zhang Lanzhi's slender and powerful hands that she, imitating the method of a British butler, opened the bottom of the bowl, revealing a ball of white rice with a black paper note symbolically stuck on it as seaweed.

You also have to eat like a gentleman while holding a knife and fork.

The meaning of "a monkey in a human costume" is interpreted vividly.

Netizens in later generations who are used to watching short videos must know that there is a reversal, but now even Yu Haisong's expression is becoming more and more serious, and it seems that the plot is not simple.

Later, they held an umbrella and sent me off to work, enthusiastically massaged my legs and shoulders in the office, and finally had a sumptuous dinner at an off-campus restaurant with more than ten dishes, making it a grand scene for photos.

The "husband" was still smugly wondering, "Has he changed his personality? Life is so satisfying!"

The elegant "stewardess wife" just glanced at her watch and instantly changed her expression to "get off work." "Ah, now the wedding anniversary service experience is over. Here is today's bill, a total of one hundred and twenty yuan and eighty cents, payable in cash, no credit. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed first."

Zhang Lanzhi, who was trying hard to suppress her smile but whose expression could be interpreted as smug, stood up and turned back: "Oh, I almost forgot, please pay for this meal together. I'll wait for you in the car..."

After a dense series of "bill close-ups", the last photo shows her climbing onto the driver's seat of a truck!
It really fully demonstrates the routine of nonsensical, exaggerated interpretation and twisted ending that will not appear for at least several years.

Surprisingly, most of the people gathered around didn't laugh. Instead, they waited for the work to be finished and asked Wei Donggang to lead the applause and thank everyone. Instead, everyone applauded enthusiastically!

Almost everyone feels that the artistic content here is several stories high!
To be honest, anyone who can come up with the idea of ​​a photography novel is already a literary youth.

The young artists in the provincial university are all highly educated and cultured people, and no matter how isolated they are, they can still access a lot of art literature.

I have an inexplicable feeling about what kind of school this is. It feels like I'm seeing some kind of symbolism, but I can't tell what kind it is specifically. I feel very suffocated and admire it at the same time.

The key is that Weidong is very skilled. He knows how this action should be, what the expression should be, and how exaggerated that should be. Wow!

In the past, this kind of photographic novel would require taking dozens of photos to tell a story, but it was difficult to tell the story with a precise and beautiful rhythm.

Now, in fact, more than ten pictures are enough. The whole story can be told concisely and clearly with a good transition. There should be a funny moment in almost every two or three pictures. This requires a very deep foundation.

Weidong, who had directly taken the most mature work, was not surprised. "We mainly sell cameras, and we want to make this camera accessible to everyone, so that everyone can use it to record every detail of life. Next, we will get the first domestic color film produced by Triumph Film, which costs around ten yuan per piece, making it easier for everyone to take photos and record. Today, on the occasion of the photo-novel writing event, I would like to invite everyone to dinner and hope to participate in the tribute photo exhibition jointly organized by our cameras, Triumph Film, and Sunshine Daily for this year's National Day. Thank you!"

The college students were not yet excited, and were curious about what the activities were.

When Goudan and his friends gathered together, they just focused on eating. However, a few college student salesmen, led by Manager Dong, went to the nearby tables to make introductions.

Even Zhang Lanzhi would calmly introduce the film festival to her table mates while picking up food.

Only Yu Songhai whispered seriously to Rang Weidong, "Are you using this story to satirize the comprador class who worship foreign things and fawn on foreigners, or are you emphasizing that everything must be explained by economic strength, the exchange principle of the commodity economy?"

Weidong's hand holding the chopsticks froze!

It's right that you don't try to climb up the social ladder like Jin Zhuoqun, but how come your brain is slower than mine?

Finally, she managed to suppress her whisper: "It's just a script, just a funny joke, oh, it's a crosstalk gag reversal, how did it become a satire of worshipping foreigners, Stephen Chow... I'm completely convinced, your idea is simply unbelievable, it's just a photo novel."

Yu Songhai slowly shook his head. "Weidong, I know you're smart. I told you in Shangzhou that you can see that the pace of reform varies, and you choose to accept reality as it comes, but work hard and practically. This is the best attitude to deal with all resistance to reform, including this time when you faced the radio factory. In the end, you chose those who were most capable of participating in the reform to follow you to fight..."

Wei Dong immediately said, "Don't do this. Don't make a big deal out of it. I'm just doing something small. Lao Jin is smarter and more capable than me, and Lao You is a master who has emerged out of nowhere. I'm just a pawn. Don't put me on the spot."

Yu Songhai nodded. "I know you're very cautious. You used euphemisms like this to describe the panda donation and the entire story. My approach is more straightforward and blunt, but this is my responsibility as a journalist. I've already submitted the manuscript before you came. If I need anything else, please keep this draft. I'll take Xiao Zhang to my house to introduce him to the family."

He is just like going to the battlefield.

　I was addicted to coding and missed the upload after 12 o'clock. Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)