Twist!

Walk out of the ‘John ​​Charlie’ restaurant.

Agent Zhou looked around and then came to a black car parked next to the restaurant and knocked on the window.

"How is it? Did you ask what happened?"

lowered the window glass, a wheat-skinned hook-nosed man asked with a heavy curry accent.

"It seems that it should be just an ordinary person who will appear at the scene of the incident."

Faced with inquiries from Indian FBI colleagues, Agent Zhou shook his head and said.

"He is not an ordinary person."

"You know how much he made a movie he released in Hollywood before?"

"More than 200 million US dollars, faster than robbery!"

"When will I make so much money? The FBI has not raised its wages for several years. We are obviously the people who perform the most dangerous work, but the department is not willing to add one more point to the most basic case handling subsidy..."

Listening to the endless complaints of Indian colleagues in the car, Agent Zhou continued to keep his silent expression, which he was accustomed to.

His eyes swept over everything in the car and fell on the cross he was holding in his colleague's hands, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"I remember, don't you believe in Hinduism? Why?"

"Who can guarantee that those monsters recognize the great Vishnu or not."

Faced with Agent Zhou's doubts, the Indian agent picked up the cross in his hand with a calm look on his face and prayed openly.

At the same time, he reached out and picked up a series of religious pendants from the passenger seat and prayed one by one.

“Our Father in Heaven,hallowed be Your name, Your Kingdom come…”

"Two and two seas, Iron Lahu, Mohammed, Lessulunlahei."

"Avalokitesvara...Satanus...Free shipping...Avalokitesvara...Yinhua...Satanus...Free shipping..."

"Immortal...Length...Blessings...Unlimited life...Blessings..."

"If God can hear your prayers, he will definitely be the first to drop punishment."

Outside the car, witnessed this religious scene.

Agent Zhou shook his head speechlessly and couldn't help but complain.

...

Inside the ‘John ​​Charlie’ restaurant.

Watching the Chinese agent who claimed to be FBI leave, Zhao Yuan put a piece of slightly cold beef into his mouth.

His absence was proven sufficient, and even the FBI could not find any loopholes.

At present, the FBI may still have the leisure to investigate all suspicious targets involved in extraordinary events, looking for clues in a carpet-like manner.

In the future, supernatural events will appear more and more frequently, even in the eyes of ordinary people, when they appear all over the world.

How should the FBI face all this?

After eating the last piece of bacon on the plate, Zhao Yuan wiped the sauce at the corner of his mouth with a tissue while putting the meal and tips prepared in advance on the table.

"John, hurry up!"

"Mr. Allen has eaten."

In front of the counter, I kept watching the dining table silently.

When Charlie saw Zhao Yuan who was getting up and about to leave, he hurriedly shouted to John in the kitchen.

"Here you come."

“Table 9.”

A dull sound came from his mouth. John came to the counter with his huge body holding a basin of steak. He reached out to pat the bell in front of the table, signaled the waiter, and reached out to wipe the apron on his body.

"Mr. Allen."

With one hand, Charlie grinned and showed an awkward but polite smile.

"I don't know if you're satisfied with the cuisine."

“Very good food, I can’t eat such delicious pastrami in Los Angeles.”

His eyes swept across the fat and thin figures in front of him, and Zhao Yuan then replied with a smile.

Hearing Zhao Yuan's praise, Charlie and John couldn't help but look at each other.

"That's right, Mr. Allen."

Immediately afterwards, Charlie took out the prepared camera and made a careful request to Zhao Yuan.

"I don't know if there is an honor to have us take a photo with you, but I promise, I will only hang the photos in the restaurant."

He readily agreed to the request of the owner of the restaurant ‘John ​​Charlie’, Charlie.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Zhao Yuan came to stand between the two.

Looking at the camera lens in front of me, the thoughts in my mind subconsciously floated elsewhere.

Not to mention, it feels like being a Hollywood celebrity, being sought after.

It's quite enjoyable.

...

"I was almost lawless during my growth..."

Los Angeles, a temporary studio.

A man and woman sat on the sofa and reacted to the interviewed camera in front of her.

"Look, I confess..."

Turning his head and showing a helpless smile at his husband beside him.

The woman dressed in a housewife shook her head and looked at the camera and said, "I just don't want my children to repeat my mistakes. As long as Hayley doesn't wake up from the beach in Florida, I will finish my mission."

“It’s our mission.”

Hearing his wife's confession, the husband next to him immediately spoke up.

"right."

After responding perfunctorily, his wife continued to say to the camera.

"I'll finish our mission."

“cut!”

Through the monitor, the two of them were attracted by their acting skills.

The director nodded, then shouted cut, and then started shooting the next set of shots without stopping.

The shooting task of the first episode of the TV series is very compact, especially because there are a large number of child actors in the play. The arranged scenes must be completed within the specified time. Once the timeout occurs, the actors and child protection organizations will not let them go.

“We are people from different worlds.”

"Jie comes from a big city, and his business is very big..."

"I come from a small village, poor, but the environment is pleasant."

“Our village has the most in Colombia…”

"What is that word called?"

"Homicide."

"Yes, a homicide."

In another studio in the same drama, Zhao Yuan silently looked at the camera, a pair of actors with a huge age gap.

The slightly different thing from ordinary American dramas is that there is no so-called protagonist in "Modern Family". This kind of TV series filmed in the form of a documentary makes it difficult for you to focus the camera on a specific character. Once you do this, it will easily cause a tear in the plot proportion and awkwardness in the film and television viewing.

The footage of the documentary is like the eyes of the audience.

You can't control your eyes and just stare at one thing.

The shooting style of constantly interspersing various short stories with narratives is also the key to the pseudo-documentary TV series "Modern Family".

Of course, the work of interspersing the plot is handed over to the editors of the TV series' post-production.

In front of us, the crew divided the three families into three groups to shoot their own according to the script design.

As the screenwriter of "Modern Family", Zhao Yuan naturally chose one of the groups to follow up.

As for why I chose the Gloria group.

Well, there is no special reason.

real.
Chapter completed!