"Our teacher was afraid that you would be too immersed in the role, so he asked us to distract you and bring you back to reality."
"Yes," Qin Guan's brother said. "It's said that all excellent actors get too immersed in the role and can't extricate themselves from it. They tend to suffer from various psychological diseases."
"Also," Qin Guan said with a sigh. "Excellent actors are easily influenced by their roles. The more excellent they are, the more likely they are to get into trouble."
Qin Guan sighed at the two brothers, who were nodding their heads like chickens eating rice. "In the end, it all depends on a person's heart."
"Professor Lu is worried about me though. I have a trick to adjust my mood. What do you think? Do you want to have a feast of delicacies? I'll pay! "
A shameless life was everyone's true love. A minute ago, Qin Guan had been immersed in a warm feeling. A minute later, he was walking into a gourmet paradise in Buenos Aires.
It was the capital of Argentina, and the number of peddlers living here was very high. If one had to compare it to any other city, it would be difficult to do so.
The city had the most diverse immigrant groups and the most tenacious people. Buenos Aires was not a popular city for immigrants, but there were supermarkets and restaurants run by Chinese people every two blocks, which showed how tolerant the city was towards immigrants.
Of course, when you come to a new city, if you still insist on enjoying Chinese delicacies amidst the bustling crowds, there are basically only a few possibilities. One, you are not used to the local environment. Two, you are pretending.
It was just like how the Koreans, who had always thought that they were the capital of gourmet food, would eat skewers on the streets of China while sighing, "There is no kimchi, and Chinese food is too greasy." They were constantly trying to show their existence.
Since he was in Argentina, it would be a waste of his appetite if he didn't try the local delicacies.
Asado was the most distinctive type of barbecue in Argentina. The local chefs would cook pork, chicken, beef, sausages, or other ingredients together.
On the huge roasting pan, all kinds of meat juices were being roasted. Due to the high temperature, the meat juices that had already mixed together and contained the essence of the ingredients were being sucked in by the ingredients.
This made the barbecued meat dish have multiple flavors. The conversation between the taste buds was filled with the colorful world of ingredients, and the unrestrained Argentinians would put all the grilled food on a big plate.
Just like that, the two or three of them chatted and laughed as they enjoyed the surprise delicacies that had been gathered together.
While the taste of the dumplings lingered in your mouth, you could also make a homemade Argentinian dumpling inspired by classical Chinese cuisine. Only then would your trip to Buenos Aires be worth it.
Qin Guan ate a plate of barbecued meat and three huge Argentine dumplings filled with beef and carrots. Then he burped contentedly under the angry stares of the crew.
The street was as familiar as before. The only difference was that an experienced actor had joined them. It was George Deria, who had played Qin Guan's father in "Lost Embrace".
When Qin Guan arrived at the restaurant, George had already finished his makeup and was walking out of the dressing room. He was wearing a pair of elegant glasses and had a warm temperament. The only drawback was that he had only one arm left. That was the cruelty of the war.
When all the actors were in place, Director Lu Rang started the most touching and sad scene of the film.
"The first meeting of a father and son. Three, two, camera!"
On the streets of Buenos Aires, the owners of the shops on both sides of the narrow street were going to decide the champion of the running competition for the best merchant.
Bored to death, Qin Guan stood at the back of the crowd with shaking legs, thinking about all kinds of accidents that could happen during the match.
And this kind of accident really happened next to him. A silent old man stood beside him, looking at him with a very gratified, excited, and reluctant gaze.
Following the old man's gaze, Qin Guan turned his head slowly. He could feel the influence of his bloodline on the one-armed man's face.
Qin Guan didn't say a word to him. They just looked at each other, but Qin Guan knew who he was all of a sudden.
His father, whom he hadn't seen for many years, had suddenly appeared in front of him on a lively afternoon. Qin Guan's plan to find his father had been aborted before it could be carried out.
Qin Guan panicked. He had imagined the reunion of his father and son thousands of times, but when he saw the man in front of him, they all vanished into thin air. The only thing he could do was run away from the man who had made him feel helpless.
Qin Guan ran with the gunshots, his father following closely behind him.
Lu Rang's cameraman was out of breath. He followed Qin Guan's long legs, his light trousers, his flustered expression, and George's father, who was old and out of breath.
Amidst the crowd of people who were running to win the championship with their merchandise, a young uninvited guest rushed in. He left the man who wanted to give him the warmth he loved the most far behind.
In the end, Qin Guan stayed in the underwear store, which he hated the most. Looking at his mother's tired figure, he gasped for breath and had mixed feelings.
Luhrang sat calmly on the scooter, but the cameraman was more miserable. In order to get the best angle, several cameras were turned on at the same time, and all of them were running.
People always said that Baili Shenxing was an artistic exaggeration, but after witnessing the power of long legs, people had to admit that novels were based on real life.
What if Dai Zong had long legs that were 1.8 meters long? With long legs, one could run fast.
George, who was quite old, ran with Qin Guan six or seven times. When the sun went down, he returned to the hotel with the help of his assistant.
When Qin Guan fell asleep, Baptiste told him about the inspirational stories of the supporting actors.
PS: There are seven days of fun during the holidays, and we can't stop. I hope everyone can enjoy this holiday whenever and wherever they are. I love my motherland, happy National Day! Only one!
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