Tao Mu's scene in the afternoon was a scene where the male protagonist sneaked into the Demon Cult with a mask on and was discovered by Mu Huating, who played the leader of the Demon Cult, and the two of them had a big fight. Because this scene requires capturing the third male lead's face, in order to achieve the best filming effect, the crew suggested that Mu Huating do it himself.
Mu Huating argued for the whole morning but failed to get Director Chen to agree to his request to use a body double. When he was wearing the wire suit, his face looked as ugly as if he was constipated. He looked at Tao Mu in shock and fear, fearing that this colleague would use the show to beat people up and take revenge. So much so that during the filming, whenever Tao Mu swung his sword to stab someone, Mu Huating would definitely scurry backwards like a rabbit, and his movements were so fast that even the camera could only capture a residual image. He totally lacks the domineering and proud character that a cult leader should have.
——How can we shoot this drama when he’s so cowardly?
Chen Yiqian couldn't stand it any longer. He shouted "Ka" eight times in a row and yelled at Mu Huating with a loud speaker: "Mu Huating, are you here to film a comedy?"
Mu Huating was shocked and aggrieved, and shouted loudly: "Don't blame me. Tao Mu scared me on purpose."
Tao Mu stood there expressionlessly.
The entire crew crossed their arms, haha. Are they all blind? Tao Mu obviously did nothing, which shows that Mu Huating is not only of bad character, but also has a terrible ability to pass the buck.
Mu Huating, who was questioned by the entire crew, felt very aggrieved. He insisted that Tao Mu had bad intentions and would definitely beat him up while filming. If he hadn't run fast every time, he would have been beaten down by Tao Mu by now.
Chen Yiqian could no longer tolerate Mu Huating's excessive imagination. In order not to delay the filming process, he finally agreed to Mu Huating's request to use a stand-in.
Mu Huating breathed a sigh of relief and took off his wire clothes at the fastest speed in his life. He stared at Tao Mu with his chin raised in protest. His face was full of arrogance and an attitude of "What can you do to me?"
Da Mao and Xiao Pang, who were acting as cannon fodder followers, were so angry that they wanted to block Mu Huating in the alley and put him in a sack immediately.
Tao Mu stood with his sword in hand, expressionless. He didn't even glance at Mu Huating.
The stunt double for Mu Huating was a martial artist from Gou Rixin's team named Daluo. We drank together last night. After seeing Tao Mu, he lowered his voice and spoke up for Tao Mu: "...You are too honest. If it were me, I would definitely take this opportunity to beat him up. Let's see if he dares to throw dirty water on me again in the future."
"That's not necessary." Tao Mu replied indifferently. If a person is bitten by a dog, he cannot bite back. If he really did that, what would be the difference between him and that idiot Mu Huating. Besides, there are so many people watching on the set, how much can it hurt Mu Huating even if he does something tricky? Since he was too lazy to even do something like putting the sack on him, he naturally wouldn't give anyone an advantage in public - he just casually used his best actor-level acting skills during the rehearsal, and put himself into the role of the perverted murderer he had played in his previous life. When he stared at Mu Huating, it was like a butcher looking at pork on the chopping board. As expected, Mu Huating was so frightened that he tortured himself into a lunatic.
However, the matter of suppressing a play is quite mysterious. It is hard to say whether other people have this keen sense, except for the person involved. But even if it can be seen, it doesn’t matter - he dominates the show with his own ability, and Mu Huating can’t keep up, so it’s Mu Huating himself who has no ability.
Da Luo glanced at Tao Mu and said, "That's true. I heard that Zhao Keping even introduced you to an audition for the male third role. If you really pass, your suffering will not be in vain."
Tao Mu said nothing.
With the cooperation of Ronaldinho, this scene was filmed smoothly.
After the show, Tao Mu found Director Chen and asked for a copy of the martial arts video shot yesterday: "Use it as a resume. It might be useful in future auditions."
Since Chen Yiqian wanted to show his favor to Tao Mu, he naturally wouldn't refuse such a small matter. After all, Tao Mu has never signed a confidentiality agreement in his life. But before sending the video, he still gave a habitual reminder: "Don't spread the video before the TV series is broadcast. So as not to affect the normal filming of the crew."
After a pause, he added, "It won't be too long. The crew will release a promotional trailer in a couple of days, and I think this part will be included. You can just take advantage of it."
Tao Mu nodded.
Seeing that Tao Mu had finished talking to Director Chen about business, Shen Yu came up with a smile, holding a fruit phone box in his hand: "Tao Tao, happy birthday."
Tao Mu glanced at the gift prepared by Shen Yu and politely refused: "I already have one, it was given by Xiao Pang. And I didn't prepare a gift for you."
What I mean is, you don't have to give me a birthday present.
The refusal to distance oneself is clearly revealed.
Shen Yu didn't care: "Then tell me your phone number and I'll save it."
Tao Mu: "I haven't done it yet."
Shen Yu: "Do you have a Weibo account? Let's follow each other, shall we? My fans on Weibo want to know your information."
Before Tao Mu could speak, Shen Yu said, "It's useless even if you refuse. I've already followed Wang Ye and Pang Yue. Even if you don't tell me, I'll go back and look through their friends' followers, and sooner or later I'll find you."
Tao Mu glanced at Shen Yu and did not refuse.
Shen Yu searched for Tao Mu's Weibo with a smile, and saw the Weibo nickname that was so elegant and unpretentious, and couldn't help but look at Tao Mu in surprise.
Tao Mu had no expression on his face: "What?"
"Nothing." Shen Yu smiled and said, "I just think your name is interesting. I heard from Wang Ye and Pang Yue that you gave them their Weibo names. Why don't you give me one, too?"
Tao Mu didn't say anything, obviously unwilling.
Shen Yu smiled and didn't press him any further. He thought Tao Mu was quite interesting. Although he looks fierce and doesn't like to talk to people, he is actually very arrogant. As long as you are nice to him and smile a little, he will not keep you away even if he is really annoyed with you. Just like the huge beasts with beautiful fur he had seen on the African grasslands. You need to approach it cautiously, please it step by step, stroke its fur patiently, and finally stroke its fur.
But he didn't know that Tao Mu's actions were just because he was worried that his bad attitude towards Shen Yu would trigger a backlash in the plot.
During these days of rebirth, Tao Mu combined his experience in his previous life with the [book reviews] that popped up in his head from time to time and made a serious analysis: Anyone who Shen Yu likes, or really likes Shen Yu, usually won't have bad luck or a bad ending; anyone who doesn't like Shen Yu, especially those who maliciously target Shen Yu, will definitely not have good luck or a good ending. As for those people who had a lukewarm attitude towards Shen Yu and had little communication with him, Shen Yu did not pay much attention to them, and [Book Review] did not reveal anything about them.
To sum up, Tao Mu concluded that Shen Yu’s protagonist halo also has a limited scope. The closer one is to Shen Yu, the more one has to restrain his or her aversion to Shen Yu. Otherwise you will be plagued by inexplicable bad luck.
Because of his background and experiences in his previous life, Tao Mu was destined not to like Shen Yu. Due to the powerful inertia of the plot, Tao Mu could not be hostile to him like he was in his previous life. After thinking it over, Tao Mu felt that the only thing he could do was to control his emotions towards Shen Yu. It is best to keep a distance, but even if you can't, you should still keep your distance.
After the show, Tao Mu waited for Da Mao and Xiao Pang for a while, and the three of them went home together. The two childhood friends who are dedicated to being big names in gossip go straight to the computer as soon as they get home, just like teenagers with severe internet addiction.
"Oh my god, I gained 3,000 followers in one day. I'm so happy." Big Hair and Little Fatty stared at the Weibo page and laughed foolishly: "They are really worthy of being celebrities. There are so many benefits to following each other."
As he said that, he did not forget to ask Tao Mu: "Aren't you also following Prince? How many fans have you gained?"
"I don't know." Tao Mu responded sullenly. I thought to myself, who cares about a bunch of fence-sitters who change their minds faster than turning the pages of a book?
"Hey, where are you going?" Big Hair and Little Fatty looked at Tao Mu who was about to go out with his wallet in confusion.
"Go buy some chicken feet." Tao Mu said, "Didn't we agree to grill chicken feet for you on Saturday?"
The teenagers who were addicted to the internet and had their butts glued to their computers immediately stood up and said, "I'm going too."
In the end, Tao Mu did not go to the market, but went to Sister Ping's restaurant downstairs to inquire about the supply channels: "Can I order ten kilograms of chicken feet? I'm not familiar with this place, and I don't know whose goods are good."
The proprietress gestured, "No problem. Want it tomorrow morning?"
"It would be best if we could do it tonight. Then we can bake it tomorrow at noon."
The boss lady called to place the order without saying a word.
Half an hour later, fresh chicken feet were delivered to your door. The boss Feng Ge specifically informed Tao Mu: "We will close at nine o'clock today. I will give the kitchen to you then, and you can just let go and work."
Tao Mu: "..."
Brother Feng was particularly enthusiastic: "Do you need me to help you?"
"No need." Tao Mu especially hated having someone help him when he was cooking. Because it would disrupt his rhythm and be more of a hindrance than a help.
Brother Feng smiled, not knowing whether Tao Mu really didn't need help or was afraid of being stolen.
However, Brother Feng still kept his promise and handed over the kitchen to Tao Mu at nine o'clock. He and Sister Ping were watching TV, eating melon seeds and waiting for someone in the front.
It's nine o'clock in the evening and the nightlife outside is just beginning. But in a corner of the kitchen, it was so quiet that it seemed as if everything was asleep.
The originally noisy kitchen became quiet, with Tao Mu alone standing in front of the faucet wearing an apron, washing the chicken feet over and over again. Tao Mu used running water, pouring the clear water on the chicken feet, which thoroughly rinsed the ingredients, and the cold water also made the chicken skin taste crisper. After washing the ingredients, Tao Mu put the chicken feet into a large iron pot and blanched them for two minutes, then rinsed them with cold water. This will remove the fishy smell and excess greasy fat.
Next comes the seasoning of the marinade. This step requires using high-quality pork belly to stir-fry fresh pork oil. Then add the special spices and seasonings and stir-fry. Tao Mu learned the exclusive secret recipe of Old Man Song, which was taught to him by the old man when Tao Mu was very young. The old man once said that a chef should be calm and steady when cooking. Only with a calm mind can he carefully weigh the heat, and with a steady hand can he do justice to the ingredients.
It's a pity that Tao Mu was never calm and steady when cooking in his previous life. Because the dishes he cooked in his previous life were either to please the Shen family or to win over partners. Being a utilitarian person, you won’t be able to control the heat when cooking.
Many people say that he has too many distracting thoughts when cooking, and the dishes he makes are not as pure as Shen Yu’s.
Although Tao Mu himself didn't know what he thought about when cooking and what the taste of the dish was.
A tempting aroma gradually came from the kitchen. It's a bit like braised pork, but the taste is fresher and the aroma is stronger.
The diners sitting in the front hall couldn't help but sniff. Old Feng said in amazement: "Tao Mu's cooking skills are amazing!"
"Of course." Da Mao and Xiao Pang were proud: "Our brother Mu is awesome!"
"This smells so damn good." The old diners who stayed in the restaurant every night to watch TV, enjoy the air conditioning and chatted touched their stomachs. They had just eaten dinner and were actually hungry after such a short time.
Brother Feng couldn't help but signaled Da Mao and Xiao Pang to go in and ask, "Can we have some to try first?"
"It's not ready yet!" Da Mao and Xiao Pang were so greedy that they crept to the kitchen door and said, "Brother Mu, can you give me a few bites to taste the saltiness?"
"I haven't prepared the ingredients yet!" Tao Mu refused stiffly: "Can you ask Brother Feng for me, is there any Huadiao wine in the kitchen?"
"Yes..." Before Big Hair and Little Fatty could speak, Brother Feng stood up and said, "It's on the shelf above the faucet. It's in a black jar with a piece of red paper pasted on it."
"I saw it." Tao Mu responded and moved the Huadiao wine down to most of the jar. I only heard a sizzling sound coming from the pot. A rich aroma wafts into the air with white smoke. The aroma wafted into the front hall, and the old diners' saliva flowed all over the floor.
"No, I really can't stand it anymore." Someone rushed out of the door and went to the skewer shop next door and ordered thirty yuan of meat skewers.
Tao Mu was still patiently making the stewed seasoning. Half an hour later, Tao Mu threw the blanched chicken feet into the iron pot and simmered them over low heat.
This stew takes half an hour. Stew the chicken feet until the bones are crispy, the meat is tender, and the skin is soft and the tendons are sticky.
A large number of old diners in the front hall have been killed.
Brother Feng looked at Tao Mu with shining eyes: "What should we do next? Xiao Mu, just give me your orders, and I'll help you."
What happens next?
Tao Mu casually threw the stewed chicken feet into the secret marinade that had just been cooked and soaked them: "...Actually, there's nothing else to do, just soak it in the sauce to absorb the flavor."
"Don't I need to use any special techniques to massage the chicken feet during the soaking period?" Brother Feng's imagination was running wild. He was thinking about everything from the secret recipes handed down from the palace to the secret techniques handed down from the folks. He was ready to feast his eyes and broaden his horizons.
Tao Mu said with a dark face: "No."
Brother Feng: “…”
The enthusiasm in my heart was extinguished by a basin of cold water. Brother Feng glanced at Tao Mu with resentment: "Then go upstairs and rest."
Brother Feng looked at Tao Mu and wanted to ask about the method of making braised food, but after thinking it over, he still didn't say anything. It was just that after the restaurant closed, he dragged Sister Ping into the kitchen to observe, wanting to know how many seasonings and spices Tao Mu used.
In the end, nothing came of it.
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