This actor needs more money

On the other side of the phone, Zhen Zidan saw an unfamiliar call and answered it without thinking too much.

This number is his private mobile phone number. Usually the people who call this number are acquaintances, or third-party directors, producers, etc. contact him through others.

"Brother Zidan, I heard that you want to practice with me?"

After being connected, the first words he said made Zhen Zishan confused: "Is it Brother Xiu?"

Ding Xiu's voice was so familiar to him that he couldn't even forget it. The first time they met was a hero's interview, and they almost had sex, but he narrowly escaped death.

The second time was the friction between Ip Man and Lang Ya during the filming.

I shed tears when I talked about it, just because I took one more look at him in the crowd, and the bad luck never stopped from then on.

Because he quarreled with Ding Xiu in the restaurant, there was friction between Ding Xiu and the disciples of the Wing Chun sect. First they had a fight in the park, then they beat the younger ones and the older ones, and finally it turned into a group fight.

The eight sects were beaten to the point of losing their temper.

Hearing Ding Xiu's voice, Zhen Zidan trembled, fearing that something would happen again.

"It's me." On the set, Ding Xiu was lying on a chair and said leisurely: "I heard that your kung fu has improved greatly recently. Are you planning to ask me for a showdown?"

"Brother Xiu, we don't believe or spread rumors. When did I say that I would come to you for a fight? It's nothing."

That bastard wanted to harm him, Zhen Zidan cursed in his heart.

With his two skills, can he beat Ding Xiu? It's impossible. If he goes up, he will be beaten.

"Then you said in the media that there are martial arts champions all over the street. It's nothing unusual. I thought you wanted to practice with me."

"Ah, this is a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. It's not like you don't know the virtues of the media. They took it out of context for the sake of gimmicks, and they didn't include the second half of what I said."

"That's it, then you have to make it clear, otherwise it will easily cause misunderstandings. The media now is really not rigorous at all. Let me tell you, fortunately it was me who called to ask. If it were Teacher Wu Bing, he might have to bring it with him A large number of people went to Hong Kong Island to discuss with you."

"Khan, thank you Brother Xiu. I will ask the media later to clarify. I need you to call me personally for this trivial matter. I'm sorry to bother you."

"Just clear up the misunderstanding, no trouble. I heard that your Ip Man movie did well at the box office. Congratulations."

"Thank you, thank you. Wolf Fang is also good. I watched it some time ago. The martial arts is very good. If I have a chance, I will learn from you..."

After talking for a few minutes, Zhen Zidan ended the conversation until Ding Xiu said he was about to play.

The smile on his face slowly dropped, and he put the phone in his pocket in frustration and helplessness.

There's nothing I can do, I can't afford to offend you.

I was really afraid that Ding Xiu would come to fuck him.

There are martial arts champions all over the streets. Although this is a bit exaggerated, he is not wrong. From the 1980s to now, there have been many martial arts champions.

Look at Li Lianjie, Wu Jing, Wu Yue, Zhang Jin and others. They were still teenagers when they won the title of martial arts champion. In terms of combat effectiveness, they were not very high.

He has learned mixed martial arts over the years, but he can't compare to professional fighters, but there is still no pressure to fight ordinary martial arts athletes.

This is also the reason why he dares to say that martial arts champions are not good, because he is not afraid of those martial arts champions coming to his door. At worst, they all have a fight to see who is better?

But he was afraid of Ding Xiu.

In front of Ding Xiu, not to mention martial arts champions, boxing champions are not able to perform well. The scene when Zhao Wenzhuo was knocked over by one move and flew out and sat on a chair is still vivid in his mind.

He is also afraid of Wu Bing.

As the head coach of the Peking Martial Arts Team, with this status, it is more than enough to find some people with real skills to repair him.

"Oh, Wu Jing, holy shit!"

Cursing secretly, Zhen Zidan called his manager to arrange a new interview to clarify the matter about the martial arts champion.

This thing doesn't cost much. What Ding Xiu wants is an attitude. He can just find a media outlet and say a few words.

…

In early June, the filming of Shinhwa came to an end. As each actor finished filming and left, Ding Xiu had fewer and fewer acquaintances on the crew.

When he had nothing to do, he would play mahjong with Bai Bin and the others, brag, or teach them Kung Fu step by step. However, after teaching them a few times, Bai Bin was unwilling to learn.

Said it was too bitter and tiring

In fact, the master Ding Xiu is so dedicated that he teaches me step by step, and he eats a lot of tofu in the process.

The most outrageous thing was that Ding Xiu said that he knew internal energy and wanted to teach her personally. He first made a set of exercises for her to memorize, and then pointed out the meridians for her, fearing that she would go astray.

After one visit, I touched the whole body of the person.

Forget it, practicing the key internal skills had no effect at all. She went to check it online and almost vomited blood. This was posted randomly by a netizen.

After suffering the loss, Bai Bin never practiced kung fu with Ding Xiu again, and she would never believe Ding Xiu's words again.

A man's mouth is a liar.

In June, there was a lot of good news for Ding Xiu. In addition to Shinhwa's workload being less and less, he had more and more free time every day, and the box office of Langya was also settled.

It is similar to what I thought before. The total box office in Hong Kong Island plus the mainland is about 80 million. Putting aside taxes, box office accounts, and shareholders, the company has made over 10 million. Qin Chao Entertainment can have a good year this year.

Ip Man was also a big winner during the same period. The box office in mainland China plus Hong Kong Island was 120 million, and the producer made a huge profit.

"Hello, long time no see everyone!"

On this day, Ding Xiu was still filming on the set, and Jin Sha, dressed in a white dress and with long hair, came to visit the studio.

I didn’t come empty-handed, but brought a lot of drinks and fruits to the extras and staff.

After briefly greeting a few actors, she came to sit next to Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, long time no see, it's dark."

The weather is too hot. When Ding Xiu is not filming, he usually wears a vest and large pants. His exposed arms have long been tanned by the sun.

When you bend your arm slightly, you can see your biceps.

"It's hard too!" Jinsha said seriously while looking at his muscles.

Upon hearing this, Ding Xiu quickly looked around, fearing that he would be misunderstood: "Thank you, be careful what you say, don't ruin my reputation."

Jinsha covered his mouth and snickered: "Don't worry, everyone knows your reputation and there will be no misunderstanding."

As long as they have worked with Ding Xiu, no one does not know his character, and his LSP attributes are not hidden at all.

It's just that his attributes are more disciplined, he has a good sense of proportion, and he won't offend others.

"But, to express my apology, I will give you a gift alone."

Ding Xiu looked panicked: "It's not good to be here. How about we go to a secluded place to discuss the details?"

Knowing that he was acting cheap again, Jinsha rolled his eyes, took out the MP3 player from his bag, plugged in the headphones and put them on Ding Xiu's ears.

"Listen to it, does it sound good?"

It started with a melodious flute sound, which seemed to be echoing in the valley, very ethereal and sad.

With the main tone of the flute, and then the addition of several other musical instruments, the lifeless valley became energetic and added a bit of verdancy.

"The best scene of my life"

"Just meeting you"

"Looking at you quietly in the vast sea of ​​people"

“Strange yet familiar”

"Although breathing the same sky"

"But I can't hug you"

"If the time and space identity and name are converted"

"I wish I could recognize your eyes"

"Where will you be in a thousand years?"

“What kind of scenery is there around me?”

"Our story is not beautiful"

"But so unforgettable"

…

This was the first time Ding Xiu heard Jin Sha sing. He knew she was a singer, but he had never heard of her songs before.

At first listen, it sounds really good. First of all, Jinsha's voice has the feeling of flowing water on a small bridge. It is very light and gentle, and the range of the song should be pure. It is very suitable for singing such a slightly sad song.

He had seen the original lyrics a long time ago. At that time, he just thought the lyrics were well written and not amazing. He didn't expect that they would sound so good when paired with music.

From a purely fan perspective, Ding Xiu thinks this is a good song and it will definitely become popular after it is released.

"Not bad, is this the title song of the new album?"

"No, I haven't planned to release an album yet." After being confirmed by Ding Xiu, Jinsha smiled slightly and said a little embarrassedly: "Um, um, I want to use it in the drama Shinhwa. Isn't this lack of confidence? Everyone who wants to You listen first."

Ding Xiu unplugged his headphones and said with a smile: "You don't want me to help you get the song to the producer, do you?"

"Of course not." Jinsha shook his head: "I didn't mean that. I really just want to hear your opinion, Brother Xiu. Of course, Brother Xiu, if you think it's okay, you are willing to do your sister a favor and talk to the producer Mei Just say a few words and I will thank you later."

"Hey, I told you earlier. I thought you wanted to prostitute me for free. It's okay to just say a few words."

Asking Ding Xiu to take the song to the producer, he couldn't do it, and he didn't have the nerve to do it. Besides, it wasn't his business.

If it's just a few words of help, that's fine. It won't cost much.

Jin Sha usually gets along well with him. He is dedicated to filming and even performs kissing scenes personally. He admires this kind of hard-working junior.

"Thank you, brother Xiu. Whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll treat you."

Jinsha was overjoyed and his eyes narrowed with laughter.

In fact, it was not a last resort. She really didn't want to come to Ding Xiu and put the songs into the TV series. This kind of thing was beyond her control. She had to find her own company and let the company negotiate with the Emperor.

But after her manager listened to the song, he felt that the song was not good enough. Let alone talk to the Emperor, his own family had not passed this test.

Helpless, she could only try her luck with Ding Xiu to see if he could help.

Ding Xiu is well-known and has a personal relationship with Cheng Long. If he can help and put in a few good words, the chance of success will be much greater.

After moving a little, Ding Xiu said slowly and leisurely: "It's not urgent tonight, it's still early. My shoulder is a little sore now. It would be nice if someone could help me squeeze it."

"Leave it to me, I'll do it." With a smile, Jinsha ran behind Ding Xiu to help massage his shoulders.

"It's comfortable. The technique is good. The right side is a little heavier. It's great. If you can't live in singing and acting anymore, it would be good to open a massage club."

"Brother Xiu, you are here to bury me. Your muscles are so hard that my hands are sore. Is that okay?"

"Keep on holding on, my legs are a little stiff too, please give me a squeeze."

"Brother Xiu, are your legs so hard?"

Jinsha's hands were sore from trying to massage Ding Xiu. Fortunately, her efforts were not in vain. Ding Xiu immediately called Cheng Long and told him about the song.

Brother Cheng Long was busy with everything, so he didn't care about the crew. He gave Ding Xiu a call and asked him to contact other people in charge.

So, when Ding Xiu said that it was Brother Cheng Long who asked him to make this call, the person in charge politely asked him to hand over the song first and listen to it before talking.

…

"The myth is finished!"

"Congratulations to Brother Xiu for finishing the filming."

"Congratulations to Bai Bin for wrapping up the film."

"Let's all take a photo together, and the camera will help take the photo."

"We'll finish work early today. At seven o'clock in the evening, we'll see each other at the hotel. Everyone has to be there."

In mid-June, Myth was completed. It took more than three months, which is relatively fast.

In the evening, everyone attended the closing banquet. After three rounds of drinking, scenes of deep brotherly love and deep sisterly love were staged.

Ding Xiu is already immune to this kind of scene. He has completed too many crews, and it's the same every time.

Everyone knows some things. Filming is work. When we are on the crew, we are colleagues. Once the crew breaks up, we have to go our separate ways. We may not have the chance to meet each other in the future, and even if we meet, it is just a normal relationship.

If you are not popular, no one will play with you, so it is useless to build relationships now.

After attending the wrapping banquet, Ding Xiu got on a plane and returned to Peking the next day. He had to take a break every time he finished filming a movie. This was his rhythm, and Yang Siwei would not arrange work for him during this period.

On the second day after returning, Ding Xiu rarely got up early because Gao Yuanyuan and Qin Lan were neither there, and they were busy working and filming outside.

It is said that they knew he was coming yesterday and left the day before yesterday, as if they had discussed it.

Zhao Liying came over to deliver breakfast and saw Ding Xiu boxing in the yard and said, "Brother Xiu, I haven't seen you practicing martial arts for a long time."

In the past few months on the crew, she has never seen Ding Xiu boxing once. You know, it used to be rain or shine.

"It's useless to practice even when your kung fu is at its peak." Ding Xiu said while practicing Tai Chi with the old man in the park.

"Ah, doesn't Kung Fu get deeper as you practice?"

"Who told you that the more you practice, the more you practice, there will always be a bottleneck."

Ding Xiu knew it when he fought against the Eight Great Martial Arts Schools last year. His kung fu was at its peak.

He is still far away from his heyday in his previous life.

But it was this distance that stumped him, unable to break through, and he couldn't break through.

The difference is not in skills, nor in kung fu, but in the desire to kill.

In his previous life, he was engaged in murder and pimping. He danced on the tip of a knife all year round. Every battle was a battle of life and death. He never held back, so his killing skills became more and more sophisticated.

Not in this life.

The laws and regulations are so stuck, let alone killing people, why don't you try stabbing someone?

There is another biggest reason why he can't break through in kung fu. Ding Xiu no longer has the reckless murderous intention. He has a net worth of tens of millions. If he still does those things, he is mentally ill.

Being in the spotlight, being admired by the people around him, having a high-paying job, and having more money than he could use in his lifetime, he couldn't bear to throw away these things.

Because I couldn't bear it, I couldn't bear it, so I had distracting thoughts when I punched.

But kung fu is a thing where you will retreat if you don't advance. If things continue like this, as long as you don't practice martial arts for two or three years, you can't tell how much of your current strength you can retain.

"call!"

Arriving under the jujube tree, Ding Xiu exhaled and called it a day. He looked forward and could still see the small holes in the jujube tree, which were left by Wu Jing when he was practicing his marksmanship here.

It was obviously a few years ago, but it feels like a long time ago.

In June, the dates also bear fruit, filling the garden with fragrance.

PS: The author works in a flower shop and has to sell roses in the evening. Please update early today.

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