Take your daughter to eat the poor and rich

While the actors were changing their costumes and putting on makeup, other staff members of the crew prepared equipment such as mechanical lighting props and other shooting equipment.

Song Huaixin has a separate dressing room and makeup artist, so she can apply makeup directly when she arrives at the set without waiting.

Zhuang Qing followed her into the crew, and soon someone recognized him, but he didn't dare to speak to him, and when he said hello to Song Huaixin, he also said hello to Zhuang Qing.

"Good morning, Mr. Song, and good morning, Director Zhuang."

"Morning teacher Song, morning director Zhuang"

"Hello, Teacher Song, and Director Zhuang."

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"Morning." Song Huaixin walked in front and responded to everyone with a smile.

Song Huaixin has a good personality and is very kind to everyone. The crew likes her very much. Besides, Song Huaixin's identity is here. In the entire crew, there is probably no actor with a more noble status than her, and no one dares to disrespect her.

Unless you don't want to be in the entertainment industry anymore.

Shen Zhifeng was testing the machine with the staff, when the assistant director next to him suddenly said, "Director Shen, Teacher Song and Director Zhuang are here."

Shen Zhifeng wondered which director Zhuang, looked back for two seconds, then widened his eyes. A fat old man in his 50s with gray hair, but he walks vigorously and vigorously.

He stood in front of Zhuang Qing: "You, why are you here? Aren't you abroad?" Seeing a real person, he couldn't believe it.

Zhuang Qing smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Long time no see, Old Shen."

It's been a long time since this sentence made Shen Zhifeng feel quite emotional: "Hey, it's been a long time." Calculating the time, the two of them haven't seen each other for 20 years.

At that time, everyone had no gray hair and no wrinkles on their faces. After a little dressing up, they were still young and handsome.

When we meet again, I feel that time flies, and time is not forgiving.

Song Huaixin smiled: "You guys talk, I'll go in and change clothes."

"I'll catch up with old Shen." Zhuang Qing said.

"Come here, brother, sit here." Shen Zhifeng brought Zhuang Qing to the resting place.

Zhuang Qing said: "Why are you pretending to be young and calling me brother even louder than me?"

When I was young, I pretended to be the big brother, and when I was young, I wanted to be called brother, but when I got older, I didn't want to admit that I was older than the other party.

Shen Zhifeng said with a smile: "When you were young, didn't you want others to call you brother all day long? Now you will admit that you are young."

They looked at each other's gray temples and sighed at the same time: "They are all old."

In a flash, 20 years have passed, and everyone has become a little old man. When you were young, who was not high-spirited?

Shen Zhifeng looked at Zhuang Qing carefully, and asked, "Why did you grow a beard?"

When Zhuang Qing was young, he was handsome and eye-catching, a handsome handsome guy.At that time, the teachers in their directing class said that he entered the wrong class and should go to the art performance class next door.

Because of his handsome looks, he often provokes the girls from the acting department next door to flirt with him, and many students in the directing class point at him to protect the media.

Not to mention, because of Zhuang Qing, there were several couples. After graduation, Zhuang Qing himself was still a bachelor. Everyone wondered what kind of man he could fall in love with.

"Is it foreign?" Zhuang Qing said, "I learned from the gringos. Young people in their 40s and [-]s over there like to grow beards." He decided to grow a beard at the beginning because Song Huaixin said: These celebrities in foreign countries look with beards. He looks quite handsome, which is different from our domestic male stars.

After that, Zhuang Qing only trimmed his beard, never shaved again.

Song Huaixin was still wondering why her husband had learned from foreigners even though he was doing well.

She had long forgotten that she had praised foreigners for being handsome, thinking that her husband was acting on a whim.

Shen Zhifeng said: "I didn't dare to recognize it at first glance, the change is really great. You too, you have been abroad for so many years and you don't want to come back to see it."

Zhuang Qing said: "I don't have time. I came back once two years ago. Now that it's finally over there, I can take a long vacation."

"Are you going to go abroad after that?" Shen Zhifeng asked.

Zhuang Qing said: "I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it." His wife is in China, and after finishing the film's post-production work, he immediately bought the ticket and came back without thinking too much.

Shen Zhifeng sighed: "In terms of film technology and special effects, there is still a big gap between us and foreign countries."

Zhuang Qing just smiled. He has studied abroad for so many years, studied with foreigners, and spent so much time and money in it. He just wants to make blockbuster movies that will shock the world when he returns to China.

It's a pity that it took him a long time, and he is a bit older now.

Shen Zhifeng said: "I'll be the host in the evening, we old brothers get together."

"There's plenty of time for dinner." Zhuang Qing said, "I'll stay in the capital for a while, so you can do whatever you want with your crew's itinerary. Don't delay the filming." follow.

Shen Zhifeng nodded: "Okay, when I have time to arrange, I will clean up the dust for you."

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"Three, two, three, four, four, two, three, four, stop, turn the other way, turn to the left, turn around, the hand that raised the arm, turn this way, you know?"

Xiaobai raised his left arm, raised his irregular orchid fingers with his little hand, walked around in small steps, and softly shouted: "Dad, I, I'm dizzy."

Bai Muhang said: "I'm still dizzy, it depends on you turning back and forth, don't you know left and right?"

"No, this is the left and this is the right." Xiaobai stretched out his left hand first, then his right hand.

Bai Muhang said: "You know you have made several wrong turns."

Xiaobai said, "Dad, I can't be wrong now."

"Then practice again." Bai Muhang turned on the music, and the little guy started dancing to the music.

The foreign language school is going to hold a New Year's Eve party. The little guy is selected by the teacher because of his good looks, and he will dance a dance with the students in the elementary school. He is short and stands in the front row, so he must practice well.

Foreign language schools are already heavy on their studies, and there is not much time left for students to practice. The teacher posted a video in the group, asking parents to supervise their children to practice more at home during the holidays.

Xiao Bai followed the music and danced a little less proficiently.

Bai Muhang said, "It's right this time."

Xiaobai made a circle, then jumped at his father on the sofa, and said softly, "Dad, I'm dizzy, I'm going to die." It looked like he was dying.

The father and daughter looked exactly the same when they were playing lazy, and Bai Muhang also looked like this when he was exercising before.

Bai Muhang smiled and lifted the little guy up, and hugged him on his lap: "I just danced for a while and was about to die? Your dad and I practiced for more than ten hours a day and night and didn't die." Thinking about it now He even admired himself for being able to work so hard back then.

Xiaobai said: "I am a child, and a child gets tired immediately."

"Squeamish." Bai Muhang said, "You haven't practiced for half an hour. Children who learn to dance have to practice for several hours every day."

Xiaobai felt a little sympathetic: "It's so pitiful." She didn't want to learn to dance, it was tiring.

Zhuang Yao came out of the study with a water glass in his hand, Bai Muhang said, "Your daughter is going to die after practicing for a while, what should you do?"

On the day of the party, if you make a mistake, you will lose face and die.

Zhuang Yao looked up at his daughter, and said, "Just rehearse a few more times at school." Practicing alone is boring, and it is easy to give up. No matter how much you practice, it doesn't work, and there are too many people practicing with you at the same time. , naturally followed.

Xiaobai is smart and quick to learn, and the dance composed by a child is not difficult.

Bai Muhang bowed his head and said, "Your Dazhuang father is talking nice things about you again." Bai Muhang dotes on his daughter enough, but it's not enough to put it in front of Zhuang Yao.

Xiaobai said: "Dazhuang's father is the best." The daily flattery started again.

Bai Muhang deliberately said: "Yes, your Dazhuang father is the best, but I am not."

Xiaobai put his arms around his father's neck and said, "Dabai is also the best. I like the two fathers the most."

Bai Muhang patted the little guy's butt lightly: "I think it's true that you are the best at flattering."

Xiaobai covered her little butt with her hands and said, "Dad, don't spank my ass." She is five years old, spanking is so embarrassing.

Bai Muhang pinched her face instead: "Why can't I spank your butt?"

Xiao Bai yelled, and jumped off his father's lap: "You can't touch your face with your spanked hands."

Bai Muhang: "...You used to smash the biscuit on your butt, why don't you just pick it up and eat it."

"Daddy hates it." Always likes to say things that embarrass her.

Bai Muhang said: "You're the one who hates you, you're still clingy, clingy, go away, I'm not with clingy people." He wanted to put the girl down.

Xiaobai giggled, hugged his father's neck vigorously, and crawled on his father's body with his two short legs: "If I don't leave, I will stick to you."

Bai Muhang felt good in his heart, with a disgusted expression on his face: "Whose family belongs to this kid, it's really annoying."

"From your family." Xiaobai said, "I belong to Dabai's family."

Bai Muhang: "My family's, then I don't want it anymore, give it to someone else."

"Impossible, Dabai." Xiaobai said, "You won't have a lovely baby girl after sending you away! I'm still your sweet little mat!"

In such a cold day, with a small mat, are you going to freeze him to death?

Bai Muhang's goosebumps came up: "You're so nasty." She could say such nasty things as a baby girl.

Xiaobai chuckled: "It's not nasty."

Zhuang Yao poured a cup of hot water from the kitchen and interrupted the conversation between the two childish ghosts: "It's time to go to bed."

Xiaobai glanced at his watch, it showed 22:17.

She asked, "Dabai, what time is [-]?"

"There are two twelve hours in a day, subtract twelve from 22, and get as many points as there are left."

Xiaobai did some calculations and said, "There are still ten left. Is it ten o'clock in the evening, Dad?"

Bai Muhang nodded and said, "Yes, it's night now, you're going to sleep."

Xiaobai said, "I don't want to sleep yet."

Bai Muhang picked up the phone: "Then let's dance for a while."

Xiaobai twisted his butt twice, and rubbed off Bai Muhang's lap: "Oh, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to bed, Dad, let's go to sleep."

Xiaobai ran up to Zhuang Yao, took Zhuang Yao's finger, and dragged Zhuang Yao into the room.

Zhuang Yao looked down at the ghost-like little guy and smiled.

He put the water glass on the bedside, and the little guy had already taken off his shoes and gone to bed.

Xiaobai climbed to the middle of the bed: "Dazhuang's father, I want to sleep between you and Dabai." The weather had turned cold, and two fathers helped her warm the bed, and the quilt was very warm.

Bai Muhang walked in: "You sleep on the side, I'll sleep in the middle."

"No." Xiaobai said, "I'm sleeping, and I'll tell you stories." The two fathers listened to her storytelling, and Xiaobai became more and more enthusiastic about it.

Zhuang Yao was not sensitive to Xiaobai's story, and Xiaobai could tell all three of them were hungry.

Zhuang Yao said: "Don't listen to the story tonight, go to bed early."