Ask for a few sketches, scripts, tea parties, etc.

Zhao Benshan: Here we are. This is the most expensive hotel in Tieling. This is not Scottish flirting.

Mao Mao: Yes, you read it backwards. The feelings of the Scots, Ye, this kind of family is expensive.

Zhao Benshan: Yes, we have money, 30,000 yuan. Where's the bag? Money bag, yellow bag.

Mao Mao: That's it, that's it. I put it on the kang.

Zhao Benshan: Do you think your children can do anything else? No, I made you something and put it on the kang. Do you have any money in your pocket?

Mao Mao: How much money do I have in my pocket? It's only over 70 yuan.

Zhao Benshan: I still have 400.

Mao Mao: Not enough.

Zhao Benshan: That's enough, waiter.

Shenyang: I'm sorry, sir. We are an upscale hotel and we don't accept agricultural and sideline products.

Zhao Benshan: Let's eat, girl. This meal is very important.

Shenyang: My God, who are you calling a girl? She is a pure man.

Zhao Benshan: Then why are you still dressed like this? Why are you still wearing a skirt?

Shenyang: It's packed according to our Scottish style. Besides, it's not a skirt. It's cropped trousers. Can't you see it has legs? Look, look, look, look.

Zhao Benshan: That leg is for others. I tell you, young man, you must treat the important guests well today.

Shenyang: No problem.

Zhao Benshan: Let me ask you a question. How much does it cost to have a meal in your hotel?

Shenyang: Why are you so impatient?

Zhao Benshan: How much is the most expensive?

Small Shenyang: 1 10,000 to 20,000.

Zhao Benshan: Is this the case? I have dinner today and check out tomorrow.

Small Shenyang: Write white stripes.

Zhao Benshan: Not an IOU. We all have money.

(Send 100 Yuan)

Shenyang: What's this?

Zhao Benshan: I'll give you a hint.

Shenyang: Grandpa, you are so bright and handsome.

Zhao Benshan: You must give me enough face when the guests come. You must hold it for me when I order. I want to order your food.

Shenyang: Did I tell you ... no?

Zhao Benshan: You know so well. I'll give you another 50.

Mao Mao: Grandpa, I'm hungry.

Zhao Benshan: If you are hungry, you can have noodles. Do you have noodles here?

Small Shenyang: 78 a bowl

Zhao Benshan: What noodles? Why is this expensive?

Small Shenyang: Scottish noodles with gravy.

Zhao Benshan: Is bittern expensive?

Small Shenyang: Halogen seeds are free.

Zhao Benshan: No money, no money. Let's have a bowl of brine first The child is hungry.

Shenyang: God, I haven't been there. The old man wants free noodles.

Zhao Benshan: Miss Bi from the Avenue of Stars will come later. You have to win my face. This is the best chance in life. Grandpa trained you for more than 40 years.

Mao Mao: Grandpa, how old am I?

Zhao Benshan: I trained your father for more than thirty years. Your father is a semi-finished product, and he told me to train as a cultural stationmaster. You should have confidence and show your determination.

Mao Mao: I appointed Hong Hushui to make waves, and the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. Every wave is stronger, and my father was photographed on the beach.

Shenyang: Hey, here comes the brine.

Duck egg: it's too salty

Zhao Benshan: Is there any water? Drink a bowl of water.

Shenyang: Free water, right?

Zhao Benshan: Just plain water.

Shenyang: What's so embarrassing about this?

(Old Bi enters the stage)

Shenyang: Oh, oh, aren't you the one? You are that, no, no, Bai, Lao Bi, are you Mr Bi?

Bi: Ah-ah, yes, I am.

Shenyang: Oh, my God, Teacher Bi is here. Why did you come out? Hey, mom, come on, don't let him get away ... Mr. Bi ... Lao Bi. ...

Zhao Benshan: Hey, hey, what are you doing? Damn it, let the wolf kick you out. !

Shenyang: Teacher Bi?

Zhao Benshan: I know. This is my guest.

Shenyang: Oh, my God, Miss Bi, can you take my picture?

Zhao Benshan: You go first. You just arrived, right? God, I've been waiting here for half a day!

Bi Fujian: Hello! Hello! May I ask who you are? ...

Zhao Benshan: Who are you looking for?

Bi Fujian: I'm looking for Zhao Tiezhu, the stationmaster of Lianhua Township Cultural Station.

Zhao Benshan: Yes, (pointing to Mao Mao), this is Zhao Tiezhu's father. I am ...

Mao Mao: Zhao Tiezhu is my father.

Zhao Benshan: I'm Zhao Tiezhu's father. Aren't you looking for your father? No, you ... just look for it!

Bi Fujian: Dad ... No ... Then ... I'm looking for your son.

Zhao Benshan: He is waiting for you in the village. Oh, this village is really big. The secretary of the township head is waiting in line for you. Set up a hall, get a big room after that, and get you a big photo to hang in the middle. There are flowers all around.

Bi Fujian: Brother, what color are those flowers?

Zhao Benshan: White and yellow. It's beautiful, really People are waiting, waiting, crying and waiting for you with pens. ...

Bi Fujian: Why are you crying?

Zhao Benshan: Are you so excited that you cried? Go ... Come on.

Zhao Benshan: The village arranged for me to have a meal in Tieling first, and then I will go afterwards. Did you get a look at him?

Bi Fujian: Eat here.

Zhao Benshan: It's the most expensive in Tieling ... You come.

Bi Fujian: Don't … Don't!

Zhao Benshan: Nothing!

Bi Fujian: Grandpa ... I ... Brother, I ate on the plane.

Zhao Benshan: The guests can do whatever they want, as long as you listen to the arrangement.

Shenyang: Will Mr. Bi take a picture of me?

Bi Fujian: Are you a waiter? Zhao Benshan: I misunderstood when I first came here. You said there was such a dress there. Oh, I'm surprised, mom ... just arrived, right?

Bi Fujian: Just arrived, just arrived!

Zhao Benshan: We are fellow villagers.

Bi Fujian: Really?

Zhao Benshan: Aren't you from Dalian?

Bi Fujian: Yes, yes, from Dalian.

Zhao Benshan: Where do you live?

Bi Fujian: I live in Dalian Laobie Bay.

Zhao Benshan: Oh, there are relatives.

Bi Fujian: With you?

Zhao Benshan: My grandfather is also in Laobie Bay, and his surname is Bi.

Bi Fujian: What's your grandfather's name?

Mao Mao: Bi Meng Ting.

Bi Fujian: Your master must be very good at mahjong.

Zhao Benshan: What?

Bi Fujian: It's good to close the door!

Zhao Benshan: OK. Do you call it a closed-door gun?

Bi Fujian: My name is Bi Fujian!

Zhao Benshan: You see, his smile looks like a photo of your grandfather when he left.

Mao Mao: Look, Grandpa, it's more like not laughing.

Bi Fujian: Even if you can't hide it.

Zhao: The child has a close relationship with the master. Please call the host.

Mao Mao: Hello, my Lord.

Bi Fujian: No, no, get up, get up. If you want to come here, I have to give you lucky money.

Zhao Benshan: No, no.

Shenyang: Mr. Bi, please take a picture of me.

Zhao Benshan: I haven't eaten yet. Let's order first.

Shenyang: Order after taking a photo.

Zhao Benshan: Hurry up, the photo will be taken in an hour!

Shenyang: Did you run away?

Zhao Benshan: Who is running? No ... it's all low-key. Don't say this and that.

Zhao Benshan: Her grandfather, these are really relatives. Please order.

Bi Fujian: No, no, let's grab something to eat. You came when you came.

Zhao Benshan: Now that our family is rich, the life of farmers is different from the past. Just eat hard. I will order you how much you can eat.

Bi Fujian: Help yourself.

Zhao Benshan: Four Australian abalone.

Shenyang: Sorry, no. ..

Zhao Benshan: A four-catty lobster.

Shenyang: Sorry, it's not that big.

Zhao Benshan: How big is it?

Small Shenyang: It's over a kilo.

Zhao Benshan: Do you have anything weighing more than one catty?

Shenyang: Yes ... or not?

Zhao Benshan: I'm telling you, this is your shop. You still don't understand. Not bad money.

Shenyang: The coat ... is not like this.

Bi Fujian: Let me think. Don't order shark fin.

Zhao Benshan: Don't eat fish with thorns. Once I got stuck eating fish with thorns, and finally it was hard to choke with steamed bread soaked in vinegar. I took it out with tweezers in the hospital. Don't eat that thing

Bi Fujian: Neither did he.

Zhao Benshan: You don't want anything in this hotel. What are you doing? Is it easy for this person to come once? You call your boss.

Shenyang: No.

Zhao Benshan: You just remember one, don't you, boss?

Shenyang: Oh, boss, the boss is out.

Zhao Benshan: What are you going out for?

Shenyang: I don't know?

Zhao Benshan: What to eat?

Bi Fujian: Have some home-cooked food.

Zhao Benshan: Son, come to the folk and eat stewed mushrooms with small pheasants.

Shenyang: No.

Zhao Benshan: You can have this.

Shenyang: There really isn't.

Zhao Benshan: I brought it, duck eggs. Bring it here. I brought it to Beijing for you. Now you can't take it away. Let's leave it here to eat.

Bi Fujian: Dude ... you can't eat pheasants.

Zhao Benshan: This is a domestic mushroom. Let's stew it in a pressure cooker for a long time. Come on, okay ... Here's a dish. Come on, idiot!

Shenyang: Who are you calling an idiot?

Zhao Benshan: No, I said, order another idiot.

Shenyang: No.

Zhao Benshan: Come on, I have it. Come on, you're like this. This is fried with eggs and green onions.

Bi Fujian: Brother, why did you prepare all the materials for the next hotel?

Zhao Benshan: There is nothing here. There are several dishes, but two. I'll give you a chance. When Mr. Bi comes to your hotel, you must say no.

Small Shenyang: Send one. God, why are you so picky? You said none of you ordered, and we're going to build another one, right?

Zhao Benshan: I ordered abalone and lobster, but you didn't.

Shenyang: You, haven't you counted yet?

(Zhao Benshan can be noisy)

Shenyang: Stop it. What if?

I know my uncle is not short of money. Although I am young, I have come to the conclusion that a person's life can be short. Sometimes when I think of it, it's like sleeping. A day passes with my eyes closed and my eyes open. If you close one eye and don't open the other, your life will be over, haha ~

Bi Fujian: Brilliant, young man.

Zhao Benshan: Brilliant what? He is a fart.

Shenyang: Grandpa, I didn't mean anything else.

Zhao Benshan: What do you mean?

Shenyang: I mean, people can't take money too seriously. Money is a thing outside the body. Do you know what is the most painful thing for people? People die, and money is not spent.

Zhao Benshan: The most painful thing in a person's life is to be alive and have no money. You cook these dishes first.

Little Shenyang: This uncle is too stingy.

Zhao Benshan: It will take a while to cook. Ya Dan is here. He has been an artistic germ since he was a child.

Bi Fujian: Art ... Art cell!

Zhao Benshan: Yes, look, can I get on your avenue? Talent, that's great!

Bi Fujian: I get it, brother. You invited me here today just to let your granddaughter go to our "Avenue of Stars".

Zhao Benshan: Really? Have such a relationship.

Bi Fujian: So ... what will she order?

Zhao Benshan: Here, give Grandpa a watch. Waiter, take that Mike and karaoke microphone.

Bi Fujian: So be it. Sign up according to our rules.

Zhao Benshan: Take a step forward and relax.

Mao Mao: I come from … the big city Tieling … Lianhua … Chishuigouzi. My name is Duck Egg. Today, I feel … very … impulsive. Tonight ... it's sunny. Tonight ... cloudy and sunny.

Shenyang: Oh, my God, report the weather forecast.

Zhao Benshan: Don't listen to him. She's talking about mood.

Mao Mao: My mood ... changed from cloudy to sunny. Why? I found my grandfather. My grandfather is so good that he can take me to Youguang Avenue.

Bi Fujian: Starlight ... Avenue of Stars.

Zhao Benshan: Avenue of Stars.

Mao Mao: To the Avenue of Stars. I am very grateful to my grandfather. I am very grateful to you for giving me this opportunity. If you can really lead me on the right path, I thank your eight ancestors ... on behalf of them, I thank you. I will never forget you in my life, and I will never let you go even if I am a ghost!

Bi Fujian: Grandpa ... No, no, her grandpa, the more I listen to it, the more I get scared.

Zhao Benshan: What does this kid mean? She just wants to get back at you. No, no ... Is it reimbursed? I'll give you ... no, I'll repay you. You can't forget grandpa when you make a promise. Sing about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in Li Guyi.

Mao Mao: Well, it belongs to Li Na.

(Singing "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau")

Zhao Benshan: Don't sing in the middle, the one in the back ... ahhh.

Mao Mao: That's the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Bi Fujian: Young, really loud.

Zhao Benshan: One more.

Mao Mao: Grandpa, the salt water we ate today is a little salty.

Zhao Benshan: Come on, let's play the latter part, crying and singing, even crying and chatting.

Bi Fujian: Wait a minute. Say it even if you are in tears. Let's talk about the acceptance speech. The Avenue of Stars is a true story. Before it went to Beijing, it was an acceptance speech.

Zhao Benshan: No, it has something to do with this illness. His grandfather is here, and I don't know yet. If I say three, she will cry. You're really finished. You have feelings for grandpa. This is his picture. One, two, three, cry!

Mao Mao: Cry ... Hehe.

Zhao Benshan: This kid, he's finished. What are you laughing at?

Mao Mao: That's interesting. There are no photos here.

Bi Fujian: Forget it. Good talent and good singing.

Shenyang: That's not bad. If I can go, so can I.

Zhao Benshan: Where are you going?

Small Shenyang: Go to the Avenue of Stars!

Zhao Benshan: If you can't even get on the kang, you can still walk on the Avenue of Stars. This is an art circle matter.

Shenyang: You asked me to sing a song.

Zhao Benshan: I won't let you sing.

Shenyang: If you don't let me sing, I'll tell you what's going on.

Zhao Benshan: If you say ... you must sing better than him.

Bi Fujian: Why not start talking or sign up?

Shenyang: My fate is the same as hers. I also have a grandfather named Bi.

Zhao Benshan: Forget it.

Bi Fujian: What can you do?

Shenyang: I can imitate the performance.

Bi Fujian: Imitate who?

Shenyang: Imitate Teacher Liu Huan.

Bi Fujian: Which passage did you imitate?

Shenyang: Me and you.

Zhao Benshan: Sing it yourself. Who sang to you as soon as she got off the plane?

Bi Fujian: Brother, this is the name of a song called Me and You. Sing!

Small Shenyang: Hum ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~. You and I, heart to heart, live on the earth ... God, sing a myth.

Zhao Benshan: Come on, after singing, your pants are off. Let's serve.

Shenyang: I'll sing a duet. I'll sing a song by Dao Lang.

Zhao Benshan: You sing dung beetles.

Bi Fujian: Dao Lang is not the name of an insect. Dao Lang is a singer's name.

Bi Fujian: There you go again.

Shenyang: I can also sing Po's song on the Avenue of Stars.

Bi Fujian: Po has a high voice!

Small Shenyang: Next, I will give Mr. A Bi a performance of Shandan Dan Hua, a folk song from northern Shaanxi.

(performance)

Bi Fujian: What's your name?

Little Shenyang: My Chinese name is Little Shenyang.

Bi Fujian: And foreign names.

Xiao Shenyang: My English name is Xiao Yang Sen ~ ~

Zhao Benshan: The English name is Small Loss Sample.

Bi Fujian: Where are you from?

Shenyang: I'm from Lianhua Township.

Bi Fujian: Your son asked me to find Xiao Shenyang. That's him. He will go to Beijing with me on the Avenue of Stars tomorrow.

Zhao Benshan: No, her grandfather. She cooked all the dishes for you. If you don't give me face, you will give her grandfather face. Do you want his grandfather to talk to you?

Bi Fujian: No, that's all right. I wonder if she is famous?

Zhao: She is the duck egg mentioned on the Internet.

Bi Fujian: Right away. Today's dinner is on me. My treat, duck egg. Tomorrow, you will go to the Avenue of Stars with your big brother. If you are in a group, you will not be short of money.

Mao Mao: Can I go, too?

Bi Fujian: Yes.

Mao Mao: Thank you, sir.

Shenyang: Thank you.

Zhao Benshan: The Avenue of Stars is a stage for the people. They all want it. Take me, too.

Bi Fujian: Your name is online, too.

Zhao Benshan: Did you check? By the way, a long-cherished secret, in fact, my master's surname is also Bi.