Chapter 68 Unemployment
In the evening, the crew chartered a car and went to a big restaurant in the city as a group.

"Congratulations!"

People at several tables raised their glasses together, and the wine splashed everywhere.

Needless to say, they toasted each other and exchanged cups.

Zhang Yuan took the initiative to come to the two directors with a glass of wine.

"Director Yang, Director Lai, if the crew needs additional filming later, please be my guest."

"Hey, okay." Yang Tao put his hand on his shoulder, looking at him intimately as if he was looking at a younger generation in his family.

It is hard to say whether the crew needs to reshoot, but it is pleasing to hear that they took the initiative to bring it up.

In fact, many crews will have conflicts with actors because of reshoots.

Whether it is the cost or the schedule, many people have fallen out.

After chatting for a few more sentences, Zhang Yuan went to find someone else to drink, and Lai Shuiqing spoke.

"Mr. Yang, if he wasn't in the crew, I'm afraid our filming wouldn't be so smooth."

"Indeed, his number of NGs is very small."

"I'm not talking about NG, I'm talking about the popularity of the crew." Lai Shuiqing's eyes became blurry after drinking a few glasses.

"If he hadn't brought these cars of people on the day of the start of filming, our crew would have been embarrassed."

"Also, he was injured last time. If he makes a scene, not only will his subordinates suffer, but the relationship between the actors, which was originally pretty good, will also be in jeopardy."

“He always makes the right choice at the right time.”

"That's right." Yang Tao took a sip of tea to moisten his throat: "I'll work with him again if I have the chance."

"This kid is really good at doing things."

On this side, Zhang Yuan was drinking and chatting with the other leading actors.

"When you're not here, there's no one to recite my lines with." Zhang Guoli sighed.

"Uncle Guoli, I'll come visit you when you have time and make a board for you."

"Okay, it's settled."

"Brother Jinjiang, if you have the chance, please give me some pointers on calligraphy and painting."

"Uncle Wang Gang, if I'm into collecting, you have to help me."

After playing a round, even though he had a lot of alcohol tolerance, he still felt a little dizzy and hurried back to his seat.

"Zhang Yuan, don't just drink. Tell me what dishes you like and I'll get them for you." Gao Yuanyuan picked up the serving chopsticks with some heartache.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

"Zhang Yuan, we will be very bored without you." Chen Zihan's index finger gently twirled the rim of the wine glass filled with red wine. After drinking, her tone became even more relaxed, as she was already charming.

"As long as you don't mind, I'll come visit the set if I have the chance."

"That's what you said. If you don't come, we will go to your house and block the door." Chen Zihan said and winked at her.

Could it be that the person who was hit by my "Shaolin Dragon Claw" in the tunnel that day was not Gao Yuanyuan, but Chen Zihan?

If that's the case, I'd like to block her door.

"By the way, you haven't told us where you live?" Gao Yuanyuan suddenly thought of it, and then moved closer to him.

"No. 10, Pi Tiao Hutong. Easy to remember."

"Huh?" Gao Yuanyuan touched her eyebrows after listening: "This place sounds so familiar."

She is a genuine girl from the capital, and is familiar with every corner of the city.

"Oh, I remember!" She patted Zhang Yuan's shoulder and then laughed.

“This place is the former residence of a celebrity!”

Zhang Yuan put down his wine glass in a daze. There is such a thing, and Brother Qian didn’t tell me.

"Whose former residence is this? Could it be some scholar or family of scholars?"

Gao Yuanyuan covered her mouth and laughed wildly: "It smells really good."

“Wang Zhihe used to live there!”

Zhang Yuan: …

This house, although not famous far and wide, is also notorious.

There was no need to drink heavily with these leading actors like we did with our predecessors, and the atmosphere was a lot more relaxed.

Zhang Yuan wanted to order some steamed buns or something like that to go with the wine, but the restaurant didn't have any steamed buns, only the sweet custard buns that he didn't like very much.

He had to make do with it, and since several girls loved it, he ordered some.

The drinking party had entered its later stages and most people had left their seats, gathering in groups of three or five, chatting and bragging while holding glasses of wine. Zhang Yuan, on the other hand, was enjoying the occasional quiet time.

I picked up a custard bun, pinched it twice, and felt that it was somewhat familiar.

When you take a bite, you'll find that there's quite a bit of filling.

At this moment, Jia Jingwen took advantage of the fact that no one was around and quietly came up behind him, poked her head out, and spoke softly with a sly smile on her face.

"Does it smell good?"

"Ah."

"Is it sweet?"

"It's OK." "Is it soft?"

"not bad."

"Is it the buns that are soft, or was it my breasts that were soft that night?"

"Of course it's your breasts..."

Zhang Yuan:!!!
Alyssa Chia blew into his ear with a seductive look.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not asking you to be responsible."

"You said before that you would go to Treasure Island to play with us."

"Then see you in Treasure Island later."

After saying that, he winked at her and then went to drink and chat with other actors as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Yuan was much more sober now.

I said Gao Yuanyuan didn’t have this figure... Zhang Yuan resolved his doubts, it turned out that Taiwanese girls really know how to have fun.

Although she is a woman, Zhang Yuan feels like he is being teased.

There is no never-ending feast.

After the drinking party was over, Zhang Yuan helped several seniors onto the small bar cart chartered by the crew and greeted them one by one.

"Zhang Yuan, I live not far from Pi Tiao Hutong. I'll come to see you when I have time." Gao Yuanyuan put her hands behind her back and raised her head, with a happy look on her face.

"Okay...By the way, how is your stomach?" Zhang Yuan thought of Brother Qian's cooking skills.

Gao Yuanyuan didn't understand what he meant. She just looked back around and when she found no one familiar face, she stepped forward and gave him a warm hug.

In just a moment, the beautiful girl let go of my hand, got into the car with a smile, leaned against the window and waved to me.

As the minibus drove away, only the burnt smell of exhaust and the faint scent of perfume on his shoulders accompanied him under the moonlight of the imperial capital.

After the noise, go home alone.

Ever since Gao Yuanyuan told him that this house was the former residence of the "Master of Stinky Tofu", he smelled a strange smell in his nose every time he walked to the intersection of Pi Tiao Hutong.

The closer you get to home, the stronger the smell becomes.

"It's all this woman's fault. I'm hallucinating."

After taking out the key to open the door and pushing it open, Zhang Yuan was stunned. Then he took a few steps back and looked at the house number hanging outside the courtyard wall.

“Yes, this is my home.”

Taking another step and crossing the threshold, Zhang Yuan pinched his nose. Only then did he realize that he had wronged Gao Yuanyuan.

It wasn't that she was hallucinating, but the yard really did stink!
Zhang Yuan was puzzled, because Brother Qian was very interested in life.

On weekdays, this yard is not only full of birdsong and fragrance of flowers, but Brother Qian also often sweeps around with a broom. It's not spotless, but it's definitely clean and tidy. Yu Qian is a man who lives a normal life.

But why is this yard so desolate and lifeless now?
Zhang Yuan was already drunk, and he had to carefully step over the various wine bottles lying on the ground.

The water in the koi tank was murky and several fish were struggling to survive.

The bird cage was black and yellow, obviously the bird droppings had not been cleaned for several days.

There was also a lot of dried vomit in the flowerpot, which was the main source of the strange smell.

"Brother Qian, are you there?" Zhang Yuan raised his hand and knocked on the door of the main house, then looked at his fingers and found that they were covered with a layer of dust.

After knocking for a long time, he finally heard some movement in the house.

After a while, a disheveled figure opened the door from the inside.

"Brother Qian, what's wrong with you?!"

At this moment, Yu Qian was wearing a yellowed, torn vest on his upper body, and only a pair of blue and white striped boxer shorts on his lower body. He looked extremely sloppy, and had none of the demeanor of the old gentleman in the imperial capital.

"Yuan, you're back. Come have a few drinks with me."

There were still grains of rice stuck to the corners of his mouth. He hadn't taken a shower for several days and his whole body was dirty and smelly.

Zhang Yuan frowned in confusion.

Brother Qian is a broad-minded person. He is carefree and loves making friends, but I have never seen him look so miserable.

What big hurdle is this?

He was dragged to the yard to sit down, and Brother Qian opened two bottles of beer with his teeth.

when!
After clinking the bottles, Zhang Yuan just took a sip, but this guy directly drank half the bottle in one gulp.

Zhang Yuan understood that at a time like this, all he could do was to accompany her, so he just sat aside quietly.

After drinking three or four bottles in a row and burping a lot, Brother Qian finally opened his mouth with red eyes.

"Zhang Yuan, my home is gone!"

"You...your parents had an accident?" Zhang Yuan was shocked. If the old man and the old lady were gone, it would be an immeasurable loss to the Chinese crosstalk world.

After all, Mr. Guo will rely on the old couple to write jokes in the future.

“Go!” Yu Qian’s sadness disappeared completely after hearing what he said.

"The home I'm talking about is not a small home."

Brother Qian threw down the wine bottle and sighed at the moon.

"The Imperial Capital Opera Troupe has been disbanded."

(End of this chapter)