Chapter 676: Kowloon
It was partly because of Qin Guan's entourage that Director Chen had to bring all his staff to save his dignity .
They all took a seat in the meeting room . It did not seem like a normal meeting between a director and an actor, but a negotiation among gangsters . If the meeting room was a tea cafe in Miao or Bolan Street, it would have seemed even more like one .
Straightforward men were rare in Hong Kong, but Director Chen asked Qin Guan some direct questions .
"You know this is a musical . I'm aware of your abilities, but I would like to know if you are familiar with the songs . "
He didn't have high expectations . All he wanted was for the young man to sing well . The film would be edited during post-production anyway .
Qin Guan's answer didn't disappoint him .
"Yes, I can sing all of them . I have all the material . I don't think that will be a problem . "
Director Chen couldn't help but be enchanted by his sparkling eyes . Suddenly, he was filled with boundless pride .
"Great! When shall we begin?"
"Any time you like . "
Director Chen clenched his fists . "There are two shooting sites . One is in Shanghai, and the other one is in Beijing . Do you have any questions?"
"Of course not . " Qin Guan's kind smile made Chen Kexin like the actor even more . He's such a good boy . I thought he would be arrogant because of his entourage, but he's not .
"Get some rest today . We'll start tomorrow . "
"No problem . "
Sister Xue turned down their proposal to attend a ball that night with the excuse that Qin Guan was tired after his long journey .
As he walked out of the studio, Qin Guan looked back at the familiar site . It used to be a cradle of famous old films . The Shanghai Paramount building was located in an old tramway alley .
The tattooed transport workers were just ordinary people struggling to make a living at the wharves . They all belonged to different gangs, and their job was to relay any useful information to the director . That information was a chance for them to make some money .
The flourishing city experienced both prosperity and deterioration, color and darkness, vigor and erosion . Hong Kong was the meeting point of traditional Chinese culture and occidental colonial culture .
Its special location and tough residents had led to its success . People from all over the world had taken there delicious food from their own hometowns .
Cong Nianwei had set out in the crowded city with a backpack and a camera . After the meeting, Qin Guan met her at a very strange place .
The West Kowloon Police Station was a prominent landmark . All cab drivers knew where it was . After a short walk, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei reached the dark side of the city .
Miao Street lay behind the Hong Kong University campus, close to the most prosperous commercial street in Kowloon . Top brands had set up outlet stores there, so there were always long lines before their entrances on the street .
The young couple had not gone there to shop though, but to eat . Anyone who visited Hong Kong had to have a taste of the city's delicious snacks .
One could find any kind of delicious food on the street, including Yuanyan Milk Tea, which was advertised on TVB as the best choice for hungry men .
Most people on the streets were walking and eating at the same time . That was a rare sight in China, as Chinese parents always told their kids to take a seat before eating . That rule didn't apply on the streets though .
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were drawn to the sea of food . There was a certain variety of takeaway food that all visitors had to try .
First, one had to have a cup of milk tea in the warm winter to avoid choking on any of the other food . The most famous milk tea in Hong Kong was Silk Stocking Tea .
It was not actually made of silk stockings, but it felt as smooth as silk stockings in one's mouth, and its packaging looked like silk after it had soaked for a long time .
Traditional Silk Stocking Tea was hard to find in the bustling city though . Authentic milk tea was made from a mixture of Chinese tea leaves and Sri Lanka and Ceylon leaves . After the leaves were dipped in whole milk, the traditional milk tea got its typical thick, mellow texture .
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were idling along the street hand in hand, each of them holding a cup of milk tea in their free hand . They had bought some snacks wrapped in paper, eager to taste the special flavors of the city .
"Curry fish balls!" they exclaimed together .
There was a long line before the street stand .
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