"Everyone takes their seats and prepares for ten minutes. Chen Guanghong, please be careful to clear the venue in advance and don't let idlers come in. Lighting, photography, props, everyone should check what they have on hand. The actors are ready to enter and take their seats," Feng Cuifan held up a loud

As he walked, he pointed at them and shouted.

"action"

With the sound of the script notes, the camera started rolling, and the filming of this episode officially started. Lu Dongjie stood at the back periphery with his hands clasped, closely watching the operation of the entire crew. Although he is also one of the choreographers, he is more involved in the screenwriting work.

, there’s no need to say too much about other things.

"Abcd, big head and green clothes, if you can't catch the thief, just play bb!"

The first scene was shot of Hongdou girl, who played the flying girl, running wildly in the corridor full of people. Chen Qiang and Chen Runru, who played the police officers, were searching in two directions. In that narrow space, among the people of different skin colors

, there were a group of children singing nursery rhymes and making fun next to them.

This is a popular nursery rhyme in Hong Kong in the 1920s and 1930s. ABCD refers to the parade members of different skin colors in the parade. The song describes the situation when the police chased people on the streets at that time, and reminded the public to hear BB (Jing Flute).

) wanted to help catch him, but later the song was regarded as a satire on the team's incompetence.

Before the 1950s, policemen with different origins were identified by different alphabetical numbers in the Hong Kong Police Force. The white European and American nationals were headed by a, followed by the Indians from the Commonwealth (including Pakistan), who were headed by b, and finally

That is to say, most of the Cantonese are headed by c. In addition, some local people were recruited from Weihaiwei in eastern Shandong, but because they could not understand Cantonese, they were headed by d to show the difference.

There are many Indians and Pakistanis living here. Indian and Pakistani children and Chinese children are hostile to each other, and often compete with each other for the surrounding playground territory. You can often hear Chinese children here singing this nursery rhyme to make fun of these Indian and Pakistani children.

Bad boy, bad girl.

The chase scene was shot very smoothly. Lu Dongjie only told Hongdou Girl a few key points. I expected that she would do it a few times, but I didn’t expect that she had a good understanding and showed the image of a flying girl very realistically.

Just like performing in true colors.

The final edited scene of today's location shooting was expected to be a fifteen-minute scene, but it took a full four hours to shoot. It was quite a waste for the television industry, which is famous for its efficiency. It can be seen that shooting on location is much more difficult than in a video studio.

Already.

Under the shadow of neon lights, on Campari Road.

After having tea and dinner, the two of them walked hand in hand on the lively streets, just like a young couple.

Miss Chu Chu looked at Lu Dongjie beside her, stepping on each square brick childishly with her, and suddenly she felt that the whole city was so brisk.

The two of them originally thought they were going to eat Chaozhou food, but in the end she took her to an old restaurant, Yipinxiang, to eat Shanghainese food. For Lu Dongjie, who was used to Cantonese food, a change of taste was new. After all, he was in an authentic Shanghainese restaurant in Xiangjiang.

There are not many heads.

Yipinxiang and Sanliujiu are relatively famous, but in the end Lu Dongjie discovered that the smoked fish, delicacies, fried shrimps in oil, grilled braised rice bran, Baiye, etc. are all extremely delicious.

"What do you think will happen if I apply for Miss Xiangjiang?" Miss Chu Chu narrowed her beautiful eyes, clear and charming, and asked a question that surprised Lu Dongjie.

"You still want to sign up for Miss Hong Kong? If I were a judge, you wouldn't even be able to enter the primary election." Lu Dongjie shook his head slightly and smiled, mercilessly dampening her enthusiasm.

"Why can't I do it? I also value both wisdom and beauty." Miss Chu Chu stopped, rolled her eyes at him, and said angrily.

"Excuse me, girl, how old are you this year? You're not old enough yet, right?" Lu Dongjie looked at her with a funny look on his face.

"Humph" Miss Chu Chu turned her head and ignored Lu Dongjie.

This year's Miss Hong Kong contest has indeed made many changes compared to previous ones. First of all, the age has been changed from the previous age of 18 to 24 to the age of 17 to 27.

There are no hard and fast requirements for academic qualifications. As long as you are articulate and can answer questions fluently, it does not matter if you have a primary school diploma or are not proficient in English.

Although it seems that the threshold has been lowered and some girls have been given a fair chance, this is only superficial. Judging from the top three in previous sessions, the judges' favorites are only models who are young and beautiful, have a clean net worth, or have good facial features.

, an academy girl who is well-versed in books and etiquette. As for those who are not superior in other categories, she is basically a companion.

"Did you just notice the girl next to director Feng Cuifan?" Lu Dongjie pretended not to notice her little temper and instead asked with a smile.

"Who? The one wearing a hat and running back and forth with a script?" Miss Chu Chu blinked at him in confusion.

"Did you recognize who she was? She..." Lu Dongjie smiled and nodded.

"I don't care who she is, what does she have to do with me?" Miss Chu Chu gently touched her wind-blown hair with her hand, directly interrupting Lu Dongjie's words.

She didn't want to talk about other girls when she was with Lu Dongjie, especially the pretty ones.

Lu Dongjie stopped talking at this time, his angular profile and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was chuckling.

Miss Chu Chu took a deep breath, held her hands tighter, and said coquettishly: Okay, then tell me who she is."

"Mary Zhang" Lu Dongjie showed a faint smile on his face.

"Is she Zhang Mary? Wasn't she the Miss Hong Kong champion the year before last? I thought she was Director Feng's follower." Miss Chu Chu looked at Lu Dongjie with her pretty eyes, unable to hide her surprise.

"So, don't think that Miss Hong Kong is all glamorous. Beauty pageants are beauty pageants. Although it is said that beauty and intelligence are equally important, appearance is generally more important. The ideal beauty, of course, has an outstanding appearance and an outstanding inner body." Lu Dongjie disagrees

He said slowly.

After listening to Lu Dongjie's sincere warning, Miss Chu Chu's face became a little less interested, and she lowered her head and muttered a few words to herself.

The two of them walked forward in silence for a while. Lu Dongjie suddenly felt a pain in his arm, which made him feel depressed and said: "Miss, didn't I offend you again?"

"I've walked until my feet are weak, come and carry me back," Miss Chu Chu said with a blink of an eye, as if it was a matter of course.

"Hongdou girl, didn't I offend you in my previous life, and I still have to work hard for you in this life?" Lu Dongjie glanced at her angrily.

In the end, Lu Dongjie was defeated. He had signed a lot of unequal treaties before, so he had to squat down and help the princess get on the horse and start driving, ready to go home.

Miss Chu Chu gently rested her chin on Lu Dongjie's shoulder, smiled with her eyes like two crescent moons, blew into his ear, and said softly: "Hey, can you sing me another song? I like to hear it."

Lu Dongjie lifted her up and walked slowly along the street lights while thinking.

"Hurry up," Hongdou girl pressed her little head against the side of his face and urged with some dissatisfaction.

After a while, he smiled, and then hummed in a slightly hoarse voice:

Still remember the door number of the hotel that day?

Still retaining the look of leaving with a smile

The whole city was so brisk that day

Let’s walk together along the half-mile street

.........

Miss Chu Chu may never forget this night. Under the yellow street lights and on the cold street, she lay on Lu Dongjie's back, pillowed on his shoulder armor, and wrapped her hands tightly around him.
Chapter completed!