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Chapter 676

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The scene where the male and female protagonists only had eyes for each other opened up in the middle of the close-up shot.

They were gazing at each other affectionately. Zhou Xun's high heels and Qin Guan's head lowered created a perfect height difference between the two of them.

Their eyes seemed to be able to speak, expressing doubt, confusion, slight anger, and incomparable disappointment.

It was just his gaze, nothing else.

Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Zhou Xun couldn't stand his seductive eyes. The lights dimmed down.

She left in a hurry, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

All the lights in the theater went out. There was only a dim light on the stage in the background. Qin Guan's eyes seemed to be able to speak, but nothing else.

His assistant, who was holding a thick stack of documents, looked at Qin Guan's melancholy eyes.

"Sigh..."

She sighed softly, either for the audience or for the character in the script.

“CUT!”

"Perfect!"

This loud interruption woke up everyone inside and outside the venue.

"Everyone, please work harder. Eat whatever you want. We'll film a few more scenes. You must know that this is a circus venue in Shanghai. Oh, the rent is ridiculously expensive."

"The hotel is also expensive. Why do I feel like Shanghai is even worse than Hong Kong?"

"What about the family ties between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait?"

No one had any doubts about the director's arrangement. The shooting method of Xiang Xiang's film was such a high-intensity one.

Unlike mainland films, which were shot slowly, time was money in Hong Kong. A 40-episode TV series could be finished in a week.

In the era of high production, one could be finished in two or three days.

Besides, they were shooting in the territory of the most business-minded Shanghai people.

In the olden era, this was where most of the merchants in southern China gathered. In this city that was known as the bellwether of Asia's economy, even the most ordinary citizens inherited and perfectly displayed their fine traditions.

Look, as the person in charge of the Shanghai side of the circus scene, walked over.

"Aiya, you still have to film so late."

"Yes, it's written in our contract that it's calculated by the Heavens."

"I know. You don't have to talk to me about this. Let's calculate the wages of the workers here."

"Workers? What workers? "

"Oh, I say, don't go back on your word. You're filming at night. Do you need the guard at the gate to be around?"

"Of course, but he is a guard. What does that have to do with us?"

"Aiyo, I'm telling you, it's a big deal. You guys aren't here usually, and no one will come here late at night. The old man only needs to patrol once."

"But you are making a lot of noise here. Do I need to keep an eye on you? It will disturb my sleep. "

The representative of the Hong Kong side watched as the person in charge of the circus nagged patiently. Unable to resist, he had no choice but to agree to pay the extra fees to the workers on a daily basis.

"Also, let me tell you, if I knew you were going to shoot all night, I wouldn't have rented it to you!"

"The cleaning fee for the cleaning auntie …"

"We'll pay..."

"What about the security guard?"

"We'll pay..."

The executive director, who had finally sent the living ancestor away, felt as if there were countless flies buzzing in his ears. As soon as he left the busy filming site, he rushed into the night and welcomed his team.

"Old Han, how did the negotiation go?"

"It's done. They'll fork out another portion of the money!"

Looking at the colorful banknotes in their hands, the ordinary Shanghai citizens burst into cheers.

They didn't dare to shout. It would be bad if the people inside heard them.

"These Hong Kong people are so generous."

"That's because they didn't write the contract clearly. We have to work overtime with them. We deserve it!"

"Yes, we should be careful when signing the contract..."

A group of cleaning aunties and gatekeepers, like the most shrewd managers, carefully counted the banknotes, and disappeared into the bright night.

Meanwhile, the crew members, who were still busy on the set, had already cleaned up their bento boxes in the fastest way possible.

This was a simple lunchbox bought from the local canteen. The price was very affordable. One meat, two vegetables, and rice only cost 10 RMB.

They had planned to have dinner together, but they had been defeated by Director Chen's pitiful eyes and Sister Xue's lunchbox.

If you were a carnivore, you had to try the Shanghai braised pork.

This meat dish had the word "Shanghai" in front of the Braised Pork in Soy Sauce, which showed how special it was.

There was a jar of roasted meat in it. When the lid was opened, it was still emitting white steam.

The bright red meat was like a transparent jelly. It trembled slightly when the jar was placed on the table.

It was bouncy and fragrant.

The pork belly, which was accompanied by fried quail eggs, was soaked with a secret sauce made of rock sugar. It was like a feast for the eyes, naked and beautiful, lying in front of everyone.

The white and glutinous southern rice paired with the equally refreshing Hibiscus Chicken Slices and Crystal Shrimps made this sweet main dish even more refreshing.

"We won't stand on ceremony!"

Zhou Xun and Zhang Xueyou, who were too lazy to move, sat down across from Qin Guan.

He was holding the simplest bamboo chopsticks in his hand, which were wrapped in plastic. He pulled the chopsticks apart from the middle, and the two chopsticks were interlaced to complete their gorgeous transformation. Then, they were connected with the most delicious cuisine in the world.

Don't talk while eating, don't talk while sleeping.

This saying was carried out perfectly in China, because in front of delicious food, there was no time to care about other things.

Qin Guan, who had almost buried his face in his food, felt a light bump on his calf.

What? Maybe one of them had kicked him by accident, but he didn't take it seriously. Without looking up, he scooped up the earthen pot with his nimble bamboo chopsticks.

LUCKY! There was still a piece of meat!

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