Chapter 734: Coil

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In this era of dress, in the era of conservative gowns and jackets, a strong uninhibited prodigal sensation came.
The makeup artist next to him was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He looked at the finished product on the opposite side and raised his hand toward Qin Guan with a little excitement: "Qin Guan, do you want to bring the gloves on, walk around for two times to see the whole Effect?"
Qin Guan, who heard the reminder, was a little embarrassed and twitched his mouth, but his eyes unconsciously looked out of the dressing room.
"Brother Qin, Brother Qin, bought it back earlier, didn't it bother you?"
A cheerful voice of good news came from outside the door. This was Qin Guan's little assistant. Xiao Wang bought back early.
No wonder Qin Guan is unwilling to wear gloves. This is not suitable for eating a handful of oil earlier?
Qin Guan is not a person who pays attention to the image at all. He greeted him a few steps inwards, and then headed to the direction of the early bag in Wang Liying's hand.
"What did you buy? I told you, this Tianjin native, although it is not as exquisite as the South, but it is fragrant!"
And Wang Liying looked like a meritorious person and placed it on the small table in the lounge next to it.
"Brother Qin, I looked at the large amount, and I bought a few easy-to-eat. Will I still have to film a movie in a while? I won't buy you the one with soup."
"There are a lot of people lining up in this film, I think it should be good."
What this said made Xu Jinglei, who ate steamed buns across the table across the table, curious. What did the little assistant buy?
"Well, eat it!"
Qin watched the big man who had been delivered to his hand earlier, and subconsciously asked: "What, what is this?"
"Bread rolls are delicious!"
I know the cake is outside, but is it the one inside? And this amount is more than half a catty. Let's get this early.
Seeing such a situation, Xu Jinglei laughed, but as a high-quality female, she silently turned her head to another direction, pretending not to know anything and drank mung bean porridge.
Looking at his little assistant with bright eyes, the affectionate Qin Guan bit his scalp bitterly.
‘Squeaky’
Crispy!
Qin Guan’s teeth were bitten away by two very large coils in the pancake, revealing the true appearance of Tianjin earlier.
Bean sprouts, fragrant dried beans, soy beans, tofu sauce, red powder skin, a variety of different taste ingredients, mixed with simple salt, sesame oil and MSG, the bun skin made of bean skin is rolled into a tube, and then used batter Seal both ends.
Under the frying of hot oil, the outer crispy and fragrant processed with proper oil temperature, this slightly greasy food, a roll of golden flatbread branded on both sides, all the excess fat is sucked into a little faint Among the white pie.
These two kinds of foods that don't seem to match Karma, after such a match of the people of Tianjin, immediately become a classic breakfast that is delicious to bite off the tongue.
On the first bite, he became a Qin Guan, an addicted person with a taste of Tianjin. At this time, there was no image anymore. He copied the bag with two hands and buried his face.
A kind of Liangshan hero who ate the pie came with a sense of sight, and he did not feel anything wrong.
What kind of food should be treated, what should be eaten, this is also a real tribute to food.
It wasn't until Qin Guan killed most of the cakes in his hands that he picked up the pulp on the table and poured a few mouthfuls, then raised his head to watch the dumbfounded Xu Jinglei wait for someone to say, "What's wrong with this?"
"Sister Xu, do you look at me and think the buns are not fragrant? Tianjin buns are sold everywhere, or would you like to taste me?"
Having finished speaking, he also stretched the suspicious early in front of Xu Jinglei in front of him, but was stopped by the somewhat rational director Xu Da.
"No, Qin Guan, you are too polite, I am full, you, eat it yourself, let me go and see how the machine is prepared!"
After that, he dropped the bun and ran away.
Seeing Qin Guan, who was not sympathetic, didn't feel sad at all. He stuffed the last coil into his mouth. After receiving the tissue from Wang Liying, he gave a thumbs-up to him.
This little girl, with her eyesight, is much better at serving him than the elder sister Xue who shook her hands.
When Qin Guan stepped out of the workshop and stood in the alley where only one car could run, Xu Jinglei behind the camera had already debugged the machine, and beside her stood a student wearing a white plaid robe Little girl.
This little girl is not very young, with a cute sweet baby head, if not always with a smile on her mouth, like a warm little sun, Qin Guan thought Shankou Xun suddenly appeared in China.
Her face is somewhat similar to Xu Jinglei, but she is much younger than her. After all, she is still a 15-year-old young girl at this time. She is just a girl who has never had any performance experience from the many sea election girls. .
At this time, she saw Qin Guan, who had already stepped on the old German motorcycle prepared by the props group, although it was only a small black spot in the distance, but it made her nervous for no reason.
Qin Guan Hey, the youngest Shuang material film emperor, although a few years older than her, he is also one of the idols of her classmates.
Those enthralled classmates always hold his business posters and entertainment photos, lamenting this famous idol with high quality, but they will never be as lucky as her and have the opportunity to meet Qin Guan himself , Making a movie together.
Xu Jinglei's reaction to the little girl was quite clear. She didn't expect to be able to pass this scene alone. Treating it as the simplest independent lens, it was all a match between two people.
"Attention units, see you for the first time, the first side, the first act, 3, 2, start!"
As Lao Xu's words fell, a group of little girls playing in front of the courtyard began to act.
They were playing the craziest game that girls of that era had access to, the eagle catching the chick.
The laughter of giggling, resounding in this alley filled with banyan trees, and playing in an alley, they naturally heard the sound from the motorcycle horn behind.
‘診呜呜呜..’
A tall man with a windshield and a dashing demeanor different from ordinary people, with a smile on his face, glamourously and slyly drove past these cardamom-like girls. Shi Shiran stopped at the door of the big house where they were not far away. (To be continued.)