Forced to open business after picking up a tyrant [Entertainment]

In order to take care of the crews who come here, the film and television city has set up a commercial area in the city. It is not as good as outside for eating, drinking and having fun.

Especially at night, after the big night shows of the various crews are over, this street is the busiest time.

In order to match the overall style of the film and television city, the shops facing the street are all antique-style buildings.

A barbecue restaurant full of street spirits, there are two majestic stone lions on both sides of the gate, and then some naughty person pierced two barbecue sticks between the teeth of the stone lions.

It's a bit fitting.

Jian Xichen paused in front of the stone lion, tilted her head and asked, "You guys are town houses like this?"

Shen Nian just passed the threshold with her front foot, and she tilted her neck back: "These two are not town houses, they are mascots."

Jian Xichen glanced at the smoky inner room, and then at the stick stuffed in the lion's mouth, with a wide grin like a silly smile: "It's really auspicious and joyful."

"This is a gimmick." Shen Nian urged him: "Leave quickly, if you don't leave, the barbecue will be snatched up by those foodies."

Song Lei and the others who arrived in the first wave packed the shop to the brim with dozens of people.

There were a few chattering shouts from the crowd: "Boss, let's have a hundred skewers of each item first."

"Yes, yes, yes! Go first, go first, I'm starving to death."

"Twenty dozen more beers!"

"It needs ice!"

Song Lei sat at the same table with the assistant director, his ears quivered, and he cleared his throat and said, "I have to eat everything you order, don't let it go to waste."

"Hahaha, the director said to eat up everything, then everything will be doubled."

Song Lei's sharp eyes saw Shen Nian and Jian Xichen who had just entered the door: "Mr. Shen, Xiao Jian, sit here, there are seats reserved for you."

Song Lei's table is a table for six, he and two assistant directors occupy three, and two seats are reserved for Shen Nian and Jian Xichen, and a girl in her 20s sits in the extra seat, with chestnut-colored long hair and a face With light makeup on, wearing the simplest solid color dress.

Tan Mengqi stood up from the chair suddenly: "Mr. Shen."

She is the heroine of this play, Jiashang's own artist, and one of the most popular florets that the company has held up in the past two years.

Shen Nian pulled out the chair at the far end and sat down: "I didn't see you on the set just now."

During the planning meeting earlier, Shen Nian met her several times, but she was unfamiliar.

"Just now the assistant director called me and said to have a barbecue together, so I rushed over."

Tan Mengqi moved to the seat next to Shen Nian as if no one was there, treated Jian Xichen as air, and then prepared to sit down.

"what--"

With a squat on her buttocks, she was suddenly free to sit, and the chair behind her was pulled out.

"what are you doing!"

Tan Mengqi propped herself up on the table in embarrassment, turned her head, and glared at Jian Xichen angrily.

This man dared to take off her seat!

Jian Xichen held the crosspiece on the back of the chair and pointed out mercilessly: "Your seat is over there."

Seeing that Song Lei and Shen Nian were all there, Tan Mengqi couldn't get angry, so she stretched out her slender fingers and pointed to her original seat: "Jian Xichen, can you sit there? I want to sit here."

As he spoke, he evoked a half-provocative, half-threatening gaze.

"No." Jian Xichen pretended to be blind in front of her, put the chair beside Shen Nian, and sat down directly.

Of the six people, only Tan Mengqi was stuck in an awkward place like a candle.

"Uh hahaha. Meng Qi, why don't you sit here, Xiao Jian is a newcomer in Mr. Shen's company, and it's the first time she comes out to socialize, so she must be a newcomer."

When the assistant director said this, he didn't dare to look at Song Lei.

On the way here, when Song Lei saw Tan Mengqi, he guessed that it was him who tipped off the news, and he was already very upset.If it makes Shen Nian unhappy again.

The assistant director couldn't help touching his neck, thinking that this thing should still be hard.

Hundreds of grilled skewers were delivered in an endless stream, and the store was filled with fragrance, which made people's noses itchy.

Coupled with the beer to add to the fun, the place didn't take long to heat up.

People who have been used to the film crew all year round are not taboo about meat and vegetables, and when they get drunk, they yell with barbecue meat in the corner of their mouths.

They began to gossip about the dirty gossip in the crew, and some of them were drunk, but their eyes were sneaky, and they took beer cans and approached a few actors, secretly making an appointment for the second half of the show.

Not surprised, Shen Nian took a bite of the tenderloin and took a sip of beer.

He shook the ice-cold beer cans, his brain was convulsed, twenty dozen were all cold beer.

He also wanted to ask the boss for two cans at room temperature, but there was none. He said that in summer, all the customers who came to the store had to have ice.

Isn't he a guest?

After Shen Nian confessed his fate, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that there were not many skewers in front of Jian Xichen, and six or seven cans of beer were actually empty.

"You pump! Can you drink this much?"

Jian Xichen slowly put down another empty can, without frowning: "What kind of wine is this? It's lighter than water."

Shen Nian blinked dryly, he felt that he was sitting upright, but his gaze towards Jian Xichen was a little slanted.

Holding a jar, he touched Jian Xichen's newly opened jar with a smile, glanced at Song Lei and the assistant directors, and said in a low voice, "This is 3000-year-old alcohol, one jar of incense, two jars Qing, the three pots don't know the heaven and the earth. Look at Director Song and the others..."

The faces of those few who drank were flushed, and they first competed with who had the loudest voice, then who had the peach blossom red, and who was toasted the most.

Those good-hearted men and women in the crew surrounded them tightly, and Song Lei was surrounded by the most people.

Shen Nian held his cheek with one hand, and shook his head: "Jian Xichen, you also go to toast Director Song."

"Aren't you drunk?"

Jian Xichen's drinking movements are very delicate, pinching the body of the can with long and thin white fingers, close to his lips, which doesn't match the rough beer can at all, as if he is really drinking 3000 years of alcohol.

"Drunk your sister! Go!" Shen Nian kicked his stool, muttering in his mouth, "You also said that you are the emperor, and you don't understand the worldly ways. Tsk...you've lost your mind."

Shen Nian was so drunk that he was lying on the table, his eyes were scattered, Jian Xichen leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Shen Qing is too famous."

With the warm air blowing on his ears, Shen Nian tightened his fingers holding the beer can.

Jian Xichen squeezed into the peach blossoms on the inner three floors and the outer three floors, and came to Song Lei first.

"Director Song, I respect you with this cup."

Song Lei opened his eyes wide, and smiled with yellowed teeth: "Little Jane, I want to drink two more glasses with you, for sure!"

Song Lei raised his head and let out a sigh of relief, snapped, and threw himself on the table.

Jian Xichen opened another can: "...Director Song, do you want two more glasses?"

Song Lei: "Hoo hoo hoo..."

As soon as Jian Xichen walked away, the seat next to Shen Nian became vacant, and Tan Mengqi saw the opportunity and came over.

It was too hot in the room, so she tied her long hair into a ponytail, raised her neck slightly, and the porcelain-like skin on her neck stood out in front of Shen Nian: "Does Mr. Shen still have any memories? Before I officially debuted, the first film You wrote the film."

"Ah."

Shen Nian smiled faintly, the focus in his eyes did not focus on the woman at all.

The store just brought up a large plate of skewered chicken wings. The wings are roasted to a crispy yellow color, half sprinkled with cumin and half with plum powder.

Shen Nian stretched out his hand past Tan Mengqi: "Please give way."

He didn't grab the plum powder in the first plate just now.

Tan Mengqi didn't understand the situation, so she delayed for a while.

The new plate of chicken wings was sold out in an instant, Shen Nian withdrew Kong Luoluo's hand regretfully.

He didn't get the chicken wings, so he was in a bad mood: "I remember you, you played a passer-by student, right?"

"Yes, it is."

In Tan Mengqi's year, the crew went to their school to shoot, and found a dozen students to act as passers-by.

Shen Nian was also there that day, and the director pulled the students to him one by one and asked his opinion.

Tan Mengqi is one of them.

Shen Nian still remembered that she was the only one recommended by their department head.

Shen Nian was drunk, and the words started to go straight to the point without going through the brain: "I was the head of the department back then, but now I'm the assistant director."

He stretched his eyelids, showing some disdain: "Miss Tan, if you have a play, act well, don't keep thinking about those crooked ways."

Tan Mengqi's enchanting neck suddenly froze and remained stiff for a long time.She let out a long sigh of relief, and no longer pretended to be innocent: "Mr. Shen hasn't tried it, how do you know I'm crooked?"

She whispered, "Wait a minute, I'll wait for you in room 612, sir."

Shen Nian scratched the beer can twice with her nails, making harsh sounds.

Neither agreed, nor refused.

After Jian Xichen drunk Song Lei, he was coaxed by a large group of people, asking him to replace Song Lei.

Jian Xichen couldn't get away, so he had to follow their wishes and pour down the booers one by one.

When I returned to my seat, I happened to see Tan Mengqi walking away happily.

Jian Xichen held two chicken wings, plum powder.

"I just saw that you didn't snatch it. The table was all drunk and no one was eating."

"!"

Shen Nian is like a salted fish jumping on the shore and dying of thirst, being released into the sea by someone's mercy, it still smells like a double sea.

Shen Nian was very happy, and took the chicken wings one by one in each hand: "You are surrounded like that, and you can see that I didn't grab it?"

Jian Xichen watched him eat chicken, "Shen Qing, do you still need to see your hand speed?"

"..." Shen Nian pointed an empty stick at him, and hummed: "If you dare to say that I am old, shut up."

Jian Xichen said softly, "I made a slip of the tongue."

Shen Nian bit another chicken wing: "This is more or less the same."

The people in the scene only scattered in the middle of the night, coaxing the birds and beasts to scatter at the door of the store.

Shen Nian leaned crookedly on the side of the stone lion, and looked at Song Lei who was carried out soberly: "Tsk tsk, Director Song can't handle alcohol. It's only a few cans, and he's already drunk."

Someone complimented: "Mr. Shen can drink very well, and he doesn't look drunk at all."

Shen Nian took out the stick from the lion's mouth, and swung it triumphantly: "Of course, I won't pour a thousand cups."

The man hiccupped: "By the way, how can Mr. Shen go back? Do you want to go with us?"

"Don't go, lest you get drunk to the side of the road and I have to call the police." Shen Nian shook the stick.

"Hahahaha, you can throw us by the side of the road." The man staggered two steps, "Then let's go first."

Shen Nian waved his hand.

Jian Xichen stepped out from the threshold, he went to the toilet, and when he came back, he found that most of the troops had withdrawn.

Jian Xichen's neck tightened suddenly, an arm was slammed up, and a humanoid pendant jumped onto him suddenly.

The iron stick was like a murder weapon, poking leisurely in front of his eyes, as if it wanted to kill him.

Shen Nian was staggering drunk, and stuck to Jian Xichen's ear, breathing lightly of heat, and fainted the rich smell of wine in the scorching heat, burning like fire.

Shen Nian called him: "Old Tang."

Jian Xichen: "..."

Drunk and blind.