Producer Zhao is from Chaozhou, his real name is Zhao Fulin. He is fat and smiles with everyone he sees, and he seems to be very sincere and easy to get along with.
Ni Bingyan has dealt with him and knows that he is indeed a righteous person, and he is also really petty in dealing with those who offend him.
He is not very tall, so Ni Bingyan wore flat shoes to show respect to him.
When he walked outside the pavilion and heard that he was just in time to drink tea, Ni Bingyan laughed:
"Uncle Zhao, you know that I know nothing about tea. I'm afraid I'm going to wrong your good tea again today."
When we were filming "Children of the Mountains", Lao Yu'ao was in the mountains and there was no road. After getting off the bus, we had to walk for a long time to get there, but in addition to our carry-on luggage, Producer Zhao also carried a complete set of tea sets on his back.
Director Deng Yu knew him well and saw that he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, his shirt was soaked and stuck to his back, and he was still carrying the heavy tea set.
What's even more amazing is that when it's time to rest, the person is sitting on the ridge with the tea set in his arms, refusing to let go.
He couldn't stand it, so Deng Yu said that the conditions were difficult and he shouldn't bring these things with him. As a result, he was so angry that he almost died!
"I didn't even bring a red clay stove or charcoal! Using an electric kettle is already a grievance!"
Ni Bingyan still remembers his expression.
Even though he was out of breath, he still insisted on refuting Deng Yu's words, as confidently as if he was speaking the truth.
Someone had little luggage and wanted to please him, so he told him that the tea set was heavy and helped him carry it. As a result, he was afraid that someone would break it, so he was so tired that he had to carry it up the mountain.
After staying in the mountains for more than a month, Ni Bingyan saw him making tea all day long.
The small white porcelain tea cup was as thin as paper, round and chubby, and particularly cute. It looked very fun when he was carefully holding it with his fat hands.
At first, only Deng Yu in the entire crew could drink his tea.
When Ni Bingyan brought goods to the county to sell potatoes for free and got his approval, he not only said that he would introduce his daughter to her, but also started calling her when drinking tea the next day.
It was summer at that time, and Ni Bingyan had a heavy shooting task, so he drank a lot of water every day. When he was invited, even though he thought the cup was too small, he still drank it carefully.
Unfortunately, the procedure was not right. She was so thirsty that she felt stuffy when she picked up the cup.
At that time, the fat on Producer Zhao's face was shaking, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he was stunned and did not open his mouth.
After a long time, the relationship between the two became very good, and Zhao Fulin told her about it. At that time, he almost sprayed tea foam in her face.
Because in order to entertain her that day, he specially brewed good tea. He could only buy a small amount of it every year, and he was reluctant to drink it on weekdays.
However, if you show your charming eyes to a blind man, if you meet someone who doesn't understand tea, he will just drink it.
Ni Bingyan never pretended to understand, so he just laughed. He didn't blame her, but told her with high emotional intelligence: "If you are good at everything, how should others live?"
Speaking of which, Zhao Fulin really loves tea and understands tea.
On his birthday last year, Ni Bingyan spent a lot of money to buy him a box of Tieguanyin, but he only opened the lid and smelled it, and he knew she didn't understand tea.
"Ouch! Don't buy me tea anymore. You spent a lot of money and were deceived by someone who passed it off as a shoddy product. Thinking of you being defrauded of so much money, I'm so heartbroken that I can't even sleep!"
Most Chaoshan people are frugal. They have left their hometown and worked hard outside for decades. They still retain this traditional virtue and are proud of it no matter what the occasion.
This fact perfectly complements his profession.
What he is best at is spending small money to do big things, budgeting carefully, and spending money wisely.
The quality of the films he is responsible for will not be bad.
Except for the occasional complaints from the crew about the poor food and lack of luxury in the accommodation, there was nothing major wrong with it.
Seeing that she spent a lot of money but still couldn't buy the good tea she expected, Zhao Fulin felt doubly heartbroken!
Others would probably think that he was difficult to serve, but Ni Bingyan knew that he really regarded her as one of his own, so he couldn't help but plan carefully for her.
Then for his birthday this year, Ni Bingyan asked her father to help buy a set of high-quality Kung Fu tea sets. When giving the gift, she specifically told him how much it cost.
Then he said "You've made a lot of money!" and his eyes were shining. He was even happier than Ni Bingyan himself.
What you save is what you make. This logic is actually quite easy for people from Guangdong Province to understand.
"The more times you are wronged, the more they will get used to it. Hahaha! Is this your family's wealth?"
He didn't mind when Ni Bingyan said that he had wronged his good tea.
As for loving tea, in his heart, tea is still not as important as friends, even if she is a dullard who doesn't understand tea.
While he was talking, he had already picked up the sand bowl and washed the cups and jars, ready to receive the tea.
"Yes! This is my family's wealth."
Wangcai is quite big now. Because of the cold weather, his long golden hair is spread smoothly. He looks particularly beautiful walking beside Ni Bingyan so elegantly.
It seemed very happy to come to a strange place, but it was very well-behaved. It only stood at the feet of its owner, tilted its head and looked curiously, and did not run around or smell.
"She looked cute back then in the album, but now she's pretty. Hey, she's grown up."
After chatting about dogs, I saw Yan Jin next to me smiling gently and saying nothing. I remembered that they probably didn’t know each other personally, so I introduced them to them:
"Come on, this is our male number one, rigorous, rigorous, this is our female number one Ni Bingyan."
Yan Jing is very handsome, with the aristocratic air of an ancient nobleman, and his appearance is indeed refined, so he mainly acts in costume dramas.
This is the case with public figures. Both of them know who the other person is, but they may not have interacted with each other in private. When meeting someone who is not good at socializing, someone has to act as a mediator to get acquainted with them.
"Hello!"
Ni Bingyan led the dog into the pavilion and saw Yan Jin wrapped in a thick long down jacket and holding a black and gray civet cat in his arms.
The cat fell asleep, lying in a soft ball, just like a natural hand warmer, which made Ni Bingyan quite envious.
This civet cat looks very cute, wearing "white gloves", "white socks" and "white scarf", and half of its face is white.
It looks smooth and smooth, and the owner obviously loves it very much.
"Hello! It's a bit cold today, come in and sit down!"
With that said, he stood up with the civet cat in his arms and made room for her.
The small octagonal pavilion is called "Mingxiang Pavilion" and is the place where Zhao Fulin drank tea with others.
There is a small withered tea table on the right side. Except for the two steps at the entrance, the other seven sides are surrounded by withered flowers and flying chairs.
Because it was winter, the sitting area was cushioned with custom-made brown brocade cushions, which made people want to sit down.
Zhao Fulin was making his Kung Fu tea in front of the tea table, Yan Yan was sitting on the left, and now he invited her in because he didn't want her to blow the wind at the door.
Ni Bingyan was not polite and walked in with the dog.
"The others haven't come yet?"
Wangcai often spends time with Shui Sulan's cat and sees that the cat's hair is not fried.
The strict cat also follows him to the set all year round, and he is also very calm when he sees the dog.
One of them hugged the dog, the other hugged the cat, and started chatting without anything to say.
The gathering today was not large. Producer Zhao only invited the male and female protagonists, as well as the director, screenwriter, martial arts instructor, and art consultant, a total of seven people.
"Maybe I live relatively close and came here for a while, and most of the others are still on the way."
Yan Jing is a very gentle person. He doesn't speak quickly or slowly, but he won't make you think he is slow.
"I heard that the investment in this service is very high, and I am looking forward to the results."
"I specially invited Teacher Guan Zhiqing, and I am also looking forward to the results!"
After chatting for a while, Ni Bingyan discovered that Yan Jingyan had a problem. If you found a topic to talk to him, he would pick up your words. If you didn't take the initiative to find a topic, he would remain silent.
With such a passive personality, it would be impossible to get along with him for a long time without a bit of social awkwardness.
Ni Bingyan couldn't help but look at him one more time.
No wonder all his friends are getting married and having babies, but he has been silent, which makes his fans worry about the emperor and the eunuchs, and they spend all day matching him...
I'm afraid Wang Qiye won't be able to seduce this kind of person.
As a result, he noticed it immediately, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
It was obviously difficult to talk about such in-depth issues when they met for the first time, but Zhao Fulin obviously had a good relationship with him. He didn't wait for Ni Bingyan to make up a reason and directly exposed it:
"She must also think you are boring! You can't beat a fart with three sticks! I told you eight hundred years ago, chatting with people, how can you die if you find a topic? Look at her, this is the first time I meet you, I don’t know what to talk about, and I almost feel bald just thinking about the topic.”
Ni Bingyan covered his face with his hands.
Is it really good to be so direct?
Help!
so awkward!
Strict but cheerful smile: "I have this kind of personality, it's not that I don't like you, Miss Ni, don't mind."
Ni Bingyan hurriedly waved his hand: "What the hell! Everyone has a different personality, so you are good!"
"Okay, okay! Next year we will spend half a year together day and night, and we will get to know each other slowly later! Come on, let's have tea first!"
But while they were talking, the tea was brewed.
