Chapter 797 This Is Impossible

Before starting, Yuan Zhou closed his eyes and concentrated, preparing to perform well, but he inevitably remembered the feeling of having close contact with the girl just now. Fast updates and no ads.

When Yuan Zhou was just putting on makeup, he could feel the cold hands of the makeup artist when he closed his eyes. At that time, he was still a little nervous and his body was tense.

Yuanzhou silently encouraged himself to stay calm. He had never seen anything like this before, but he was someone who had seen the world.

However, "Scene" and "Shimian" both said that he had never seen anyone named Yuan Zhou.

In order to be distracted, Yuanzhou listened to the noise in the store while putting on makeup, waiting for the crew to start setting up the filming equipment, whether it was lights or cameras.

Because it is a fixed-point shooting, there is no need to move up or down. You only need to find a suitable position and set it up.

So there was only a slight metal collision sound. Assistant director Qiu Qiu adjusted it for a few more minutes before the placement was successful. At the same time, he lowered the camera slightly. The previous two experiences told them that the hands of the pastry master were better than those of the magician. His hands are no less impressive.

But the lighting was a lot of trouble, and I tried many places but nothing worked.

Lighting is very important when filming. Even for commercials, Xiaolong found a place in front of him after other members were ready to take their positions. Director Dahai couldn't help but scold him for this.

Why is the lighting engineer nicknamed Xiaolongren? Because Xiaolongren has horns on his head, in other words, he has a bump on his head, and he has convulsions from time to time. In any case, Dahai, Qiuqiu, Aken, Xiaolongren, Baili, Xiaodao and other seven people are ready to go.

Shooting begins.

Yuan Zhou also opened his eyes at this time, putting aside the messy thoughts in his mind. His eyes were calm, his face was calm, and he looked at the camera in front of him calmly.

Director Dahai, who was suddenly trusted by the side, wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he suddenly saw Yuan Zhou closing his eyes and choked for a moment.

When Yuan Zhou opened his eyes, director Dahai felt that if he didn't say anything now, it would ruin the atmosphere from the beginning, so he swallowed what he said and shouted to the recorder on the side.

"Start." Dahai said.

"The first shot of the first scene of the master's record begins." The recorder immediately clapped to the camera, and then it started.

Because all the sound effects and narration were produced in post-production, except for the sound of the camera turning, the sound of a pindrop can be heard quietly for a while.

Yuan Zhou glanced at the camera, then lowered his head and started working on his hands.

The atmosphere of the shooting was very serious, even the drinkers on the side were watching with bated breath, while Dahai looked at Yuan Zhou from the screen.

In the picture, Yuan Zhou's expression was no longer as serious as before, but rather relaxed. His mask-covered brows and eyes were obviously relaxed, and his hands were moving non-stop.

"Look down, hand." Dahai said softly to Qiu Qiu, who was holding the camera.

There was someone assisting him. Although Qiu Qiu was named assistant director, there was no division of labor when shooting commercials, so he was actually the photographer. Furthermore, Dahai and Qiu Qiu cooperate very well.

Upon hearing Dahai's words, Qiu Qiu immediately adjusted the camera to focus on Yuan Zhou's hand and started filming.

Each of the seven people performs their duties and has something to do.

Since it was made at night, Yuan Zhou had already prepared the ingredients. After all, the rice needed to be soaked for a whole day.

Therefore, what Yuan Zhou brought up was a large white porcelain bowl, about eight-quarters full of rice grains soaked in clear water.

Every grain of rice is white and crystal clear, and the belly is swollen due to being soaked. It looks white and fat, which is very cute.

"Bang" Yuanzhou gently lifted a stone mill from under the glazed platform. The stone mill was cyan in color, but very gentle. If it weren't for the thin gears underneath,

It looks like a piece of fine jade.

"Tsk, Boss Yuan has replaced another stone mill. Which one is this?" Chen Wei turned around and said in a low voice.

"You remember clearly, this is the fifth piece. Each piece is a little different in color and size. The last one was ground yellow." Jiang Changxi replied calmly.

"Don't you remember it more clearly than I do?" Chen Wei rolled his eyes at Jiang Changxi angrily.

This guy teases people every chance he gets, no matter what. But I have to say that Chen Wei has become so courageous recently that he even dares to tease Jiang Changxi.

Several people at the bartender were discussing in low voices. Their voices were very restrained and did not affect the recording engineer on the side. Moreover, they spoke during a slight pause every time, so the director on the side ignored the audience.

"Boss Yuan's hands are really beautiful." Because the camera kept focusing on Yuan Zhou's hands, Jiang Changxi also noticed it and said in surprise.

"No, I've never seen a man with such beautiful hands." Chen Wei nodded in agreement.

Even Dahai on the side couldn't help but nod in agreement. You must know that the hands of those masters are also beautiful, but they are not as good-looking as Yuan Zhou's.

After all, those masters are at least fifty or sixty years old, the youngest one is already forty-six, and Yuan Zhou is only in his twenties this year, so he is naturally more handsome.

It is true that Yuan Zhou’s hands are really beautiful. They are long and slender with even bones and flesh. His nails are short and clean. His fingers are tightly clenched on the brown grinding handle. The muscles of his exposed little arm are tight when he turns the grinding handle. Look at it. He really looks like a male god.

It is no exaggeration to say that manual control benefits.

Yes, at this time, Yuan Zhou was turning the millstone, grinding the rice pulp wholeheartedly, adding water from time to time. Whether those who were filming or watching, they were all attracted to Yuan Zhou for a moment.

"It turns out that watching people cook is so pleasing to the eye." This is what all the people who took the photos thought about, and I didn't have such a strong feeling when I took photos of those masters before.

The rest of the drinkers had all come to Yuanzhou's restaurant to eat, so they were used to it, but the filming team was here for the first time, so they watched it carefully.

"Why don't you speak? You usually talk so much." Chen Wei suddenly said to Fang Heng, who had been silent for a long time.

Yes, since the beginning of filming, Fang Heng has been staring at Yuan Zhou without saying a word.

"That's not as talkative as you." Fang Heng replied almost subconsciously.

"If I think correctly, what Boss Yuan is going to make today is steamed cold noodles." Fang Heng added.

Everyone focused their attention on Fang Heng. Every time at this time, a data emperor would appear. This timeless rule was no exception this time.

"Steamed cold noodles? I have heard of cold noodles. They are sold in the streets and alleys of Chengdu. But what are steamed cold noodles?"

"Cold noodles can also be steamed?"

Cold noodles are a very common snack. Almost everyone present has heard of them. They also all know that cold noodles melt after being left for a long time. How can they be steamed?

Think about it, how unpalatable it is when steamed.

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Steamed cold noodles are a specialty snack in my hometown of Guangyuan. They are also called Queen's cold noodles. I heard that they have something to do with Queen Wu Zetian. I don't know the details." Fang Heng is a Guangyuan native. I have returned to my hometown, but I still know very well about the snacks I grew up with.

Fang Heng didn’t introduce too much. The next sentence is the key:

"I don't think Boss Yuan can make steamed cold noodles."