This actor needs more money

To be honest, Ding Xiu doesn't really care about the outcome of this incident. No matter how big the punishment is, the most he can do is to pay some money, apologize or something, and then be hyped up by someone who wants to, and lose some fans and endorsement contracts.

But he didn't care.

I didn't think about the consequences when I hit him.

If you need to hit, just hit. Why think so much? It's not to kill someone.

Life is so short. You have to consider the future in everything you do. How tiring it would be to live.

The next day, Ding Xiu put on his coat and went out to film.

In the courtyard at the entrance of the hotel, Zhao Liying was waiting for him with breakfast in hand.

"Aren't you afraid of avoiding suspicion today? Are you waiting for me specifically?"

Taking the breakfast naturally, Ding Xiu walked towards the car arranged by the crew while eating.

From the beginning of this drama, Zhao Liying kept away from him intentionally or unintentionally, saying that she wanted to prove herself and didn't want others to look down on her because of his relationship.

That said, she couldn't avoid suspicion at all.

On the set, I would always keep my eyes on Ding Xiu from time to time. When I saw that he was out of water, I would buy water. When I got food, I would help him get some.

Sometimes when work is done, he will subconsciously follow Ding Xiu into the same car.

Everyone in the crew can see her dependence, that is, she is the only one who feels independent.

"I haven't said thank you properly to you yet." Zhao Liying lowered her head and said softly: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't..."

"Ah, where are the people?"

When she finished speaking, she looked up and saw Ding Xiu's shadow everywhere in front of her. Everyone was getting on the bus.

Stomping her feet, Zhao Liying chased after him, opened the car door and sat next to Ding Xiu.

"Brother Xiu, I'm serious, thank you very much."

The incident was a bit big this time, and she didn't expect it to develop like this. If Ding Xiu was broken because of her own fault, it would be a huge sin.

"I know, I've told you several times, master, drive."

With a mouthful of steamed buns and a mouthful of soy milk, Ding Xiu didn't care at all about Zhao Liying's words.

To him, it was just a small matter, no matter how small. Don't tell me that it was Xiao Zhao who was in trouble. Even if Xiao Zhao wasn't there, he would take action.

Some netizens are right, he is also a little itchy and hasn't hit anyone for a long time.

There are not many opportunities to be so upright.

If there weren't so many people in broad daylight, he would have wanted to be more aggressive, otherwise he wouldn't be used to being restrained.

This pair of iron palms hasn't killed anyone in many years, and the ones who died were all their own.

So frustrating!

Autumn turned to winter, and the filming in Yuanshan Town came to an end in a few days.

It's the last scene, and the crew is preparing to pack up and leave. There will be several scenes with Ding Xiu and Zhao Liying in other cities in a few days.

Lao Pao and the others left one after another after the closing banquet, and everyone made an appointment to meet again during the promotion period.

Squad leader Zhang did not stay. Until the end, he did not say that he was going to work at Qin Chao Entertainment. Ding Xiu did not ask again. Everyone has their own choice and he respects Lao Zhang's choice.

But to be honest, although the filming time of this crew was short, it was Ding Xiu's best experience. They were all a group of men, and there was no intrigue.

We also fight, play skewers, and play games together, which is pretty good.

Unlike other crews, on the surface everyone is in a group, but secretly everyone is playing with who is popular, there is a class gap, and they are not free to speak.

I am a member of the special forces crew, probably because everyone has experienced the military for a period of time before, and we are used to eating and living together. We talk very casually and there is not so much class.

They would not speak cautiously because of Ding Xiuhong. Instead, they would often hook up with each other, try to trick him in any game, and when they got the chance, they would make him pay the bill every day.

…

In Ding Xiu's room in the hotel, Zhao Liying helped pack her luggage, fold clothes, and sort different clothes and jackets.

Ding Xiu himself was sitting and reading the newspaper. It wasn't that he didn't move, but Zhao Liying didn't let him move and just let him rest.

It was said that the filming was about to end and there were no outsiders, so she returned to her role as assistant.

"Brother Xiu, there is director Xu Haofeng downstairs looking for you."

The landline rang, and there was a call from the front desk downstairs. Xu Haofeng was here.

Ding Xiu went downstairs to pick him up in person.

"Director Xu, I am a rare visitor. You still have this free time to come to see me. How many books have you published recently? I am still waiting for your new work."

It's been a long time since we last saw Xu Haofeng. Xu Haofeng has gained a little weight, and his hair is partly white again. He hasn't dyed it yet. He looks almost as gray as his grandma.

He is obviously only seven years older than Ding Xiu, and looks like he is in his forties or fifties.

When people are rich, they live younger and younger, and he lives older and older.

Since filming The Lost Martial Arts, Xu Haofeng has not made any movies. At most, he has been a screenwriter in other kung fu movies and spent the rest of his time writing books.

All martial arts books.

It can be seen that his fascination with kung fu is not ordinary.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to use my brain to make the transition, and my hair would turn gray so quickly.

"Just talk nonsense to me. If you can read my book, I won't believe it to death." Xu Haofeng curled his lips, then hugged Ding Xiu deeply and punched him in the chest: "It's true that you have a fight. Don't call me such a good thing, I just want to experiment with the chilling power."

The corner of Ding Xiu's mouth twitched: "Your chilling force is enough to shudder, so don't use it. I'm afraid of injuring those people internally."

Shivering strength, luckily he could figure it out.

I have been practicing kung fu for so many years, but I have never heard of Jin with different attributes. I am afraid that Han Shi Jin is not inherited from Zuo Lengchan.

One palm strike will freeze the person into an ice sculpture.

Will there be a Fire Palm in a few days?

Writing novels is a fascination.

Xu Haofeng said with a dark face: "That's you. If anyone else dares to say that in front of me, they are provoking me. In the past, I would have fought a life-and-death battle with each other."

He also wanted to beat Ding Xiu, but he couldn't.

He watched the video online, and Ding Xiuna was so fierce that he was chopping people like he was chopping vegetables.

"Old Xu, if you have nothing to do, watch TV more, write less novels, and film a few movies. Look at you, how haggard you are, the dark circles under your eyes are so heavy."

"It's harmful. Novels are harmful to people."

"I stayed up late just reading your novel." Xu Haofeng finally said hard: "I thought Xiuchundao was a pure Chinese martial arts novel. After reading it all night, I realized what you wrote."

Ding Xiu exclaimed: "Has everything been published?"

Qin Gang had given him the final version before, saying it would be released according to that publication, but he didn't know exactly when it would be published. He was on the set every day and had no time to pay attention.

"It's out. It just came out in the past two days. I brought all the books. Sign them for me right away."

From the cross-body bag he carried with him, Xu Haofeng took out the Xiuchundao novel and asked for a pen from the front desk.

Ding Xiu gave him an autograph with a smile: "It's your first time chasing stars to this extent. It's just a signature. Tell me earlier and I'll send it to you later."

"If I had known what you wrote, I wouldn't have bought it. I don't care. I'll refund the money and treat me to lunch later."

At first he thought Ding Xiu was writing about martial arts, so he bought the novel as soon as it was published.

Who knew it was about the court, the love between sons and daughters, and the love between brothers.

A hammer in the east and a hammer in the west, written very loosely.

The key points of the novel are not grasped well, with layered rendering, pretense and slap in the face, rhythm, character design, nothing else.

The only thing that can be used may be the description of the scene.

His descriptions of scenes are very realistic and full of visual sense, especially when he is killing people, it is so satisfying.

There are also some anecdotes mixed into the story from time to time, such as some famines during the Ming Dynasty, the tricks of various religions, and tidbits about a certain official in the court.

Putting aside these two points, his story is generally readable.

"Sorry, the goods will not be returned after they are shipped out."

Ding Xiu had no intention of returning the money.

It doesn't make sense to ask for a refund after you've finished reading the book. It doesn't make sense to tell you that the experience was not good and ask the girl to refund the money after you've done it.

"But it's okay to eat."

Xu Haofeng's expression finally softened a little: "That's pretty much it."

How much is a book? It's just a joke to refund the money. The main reason is to have dinner with Ding Xiu and talk about something.

At noon, on the set, Xu Haofeng was holding a lunch box: "Is this the treat you're talking about?"

Ding Xiu also had a lunch box in his hand: "Let's just make do with it. We've finished filming all the scenes here and will be leaving in the afternoon. If you come late, you won't be able to eat the lunch box."

"Besides, there's nothing good to eat in this small town, so it's better to just have a packed lunch."

Hearing that the filming was finished, Xu Haofeng's eyes lit up: "How long will it take for this drama to be completed?"

"Within five days." Ding Xiu said while eating.

He had already received the filming notice, and there were only three days of filming.

One day was spent shooting with Zhao Liying, and the remaining two days were spent shooting by myself. The extra two days were reserved just in case of bad weather.

"It's a good relationship. I have a play here. Do you want to try it?" Xu Haofeng put down his lunch box and took out a stack of scripts from his bag.

"You wrote it?"

"certainly."

"You guide?"

"certainly."

"Let me see. Let's make a deal first. I may not have time. I have a movie waiting for me later."

"It's okay, I understand all the rules."

Picking up the script, Ding Xiu started to read it. The name was "Traces of Japanese Pirates". When he saw the name, he knew that it was set in the Ming Dynasty.

During that period, the word "Japanese pirates" was used frequently.

Looking through it, it turned out to be from the Ming Dynasty.

The content of the outline is that during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the world was peaceful after the Japanese pirates were eliminated. There were four major martial arts families in Shuangye City. Anyone who wanted to establish a sect here must agree with them.

One day, a mysterious young man and his companions came to challenge them with weapons similar to Japanese swords. Not only were they rejected by the heads of the four major families, but they also attracted horsemen to round them up.

News of the Japanese pirates' attack spread like wildfire...

"You are a bit ridiculous." After reading the outline, Ding Xiu couldn't help but said: "The Qi Family Sword was very famous at the time. As the head of the four major families, it is not impossible for him to recognize this kind of weapon."

"Even if they are unrecognizable because they resemble Japanese swordsmen, the hairstyles, decorations, accents, etc., the locals of the Ming Dynasty are completely different from the Japanese pirates."

"Ten thousand steps back, the protagonist just wants the Qi family sword to be passed down forever, so it would be better to directly reveal his identity from the beginning. Why run away and fight so many fights, it doesn't make sense."

Xu Haofeng smiled coquettishly: "It's just a film and television script. Don't be so serious. Be serious. There are many movies that can withstand scrutiny. The content of the story is good and the theme is good."

"What I want is a story about a young man recovering the Qi family sword."

"The Qi Family Sword here actually represents not only the Qi Family Sword, but also the national martial arts of our era. Many people have forgotten the existence of national martial arts and only know about the four major families, but there will always be people who inherit and practice some things."

"Brother Xiu, you practice the Qi Family Sword, and you are the descendant of the Qi Family Sword. There is no one more suitable for this role than you."

"Brother Xiu, it's up to you whether you can let the Qi family sword see the light of day again."

Xu Haofeng said the last words, patting Ding Xiu on the shoulder with great sincerity.

He was very confident that Ding Xiu would take on the drama.

Those who practice martial arts don't want to show off their martial arts to more than a billion people.

Donnie Yen single-shot Ip Man, why do people from the Wing Chun school support him with all their strength? It’s the same reason.

After Ip Man, Wing Chun became very popular, with boxing gyms all over the country opening up, and its international popularity rising rapidly.

TV series about Ip Man were filmed one after another.

Before the Ip Man movie, how many people had heard of Wing Chun?

Ding Xiu is awesome enough, everyone knows he can fight, and he even made it to the Olympics, but how many people know that he is the descendant of the Qi Family Sword?

Individuals have seven emotions and six desires, some love money, some love beauty, some love power, and some love fame.

Ding Xiu is not short of money or women, but doesn't he want to carry forward the Qi family sword? Of course he does, but he has no chance.

Now that the opportunity is right in front of you, will you give up?

"Your story is too rough." Ding Xiu closed the script and shook his head: "You are going to film it. Don't blame me for suing you for infringing on the reputation of our Qijia Dao."

Xu Haofeng: "..."

Too sloppy.

It was different from what he thought. Not only did Ding Xiu not accept it, he was not allowed to take pictures.

What a fuck.

It can be said that the character of this script has a lot of overlap with Ding Xiu, and it was tailor-made for him.

"Brother Xiu, don't you think about it?"

"What are you thinking about? I just read the outline and found so many loopholes. Can you restore the other martial arts, costumes, etc. You must know that there is more than just the Qi Family Sword in it. You can use the skills of the four major families. What to top?"

"Honestly, how long did it take you to make this script?"

Xu Haofeng's face turned red from holding back, and he hesitated: "For the most part half a year."

"I knew that in such a short period of time, it would be difficult to look up information. You have written such a thick script, so you can imagine how sloppy it is."

"I also want to promote the Qi Family Knife, but I don't want to screw it up, you know?"

Everyone wants to promote their own kung fu, including Ding Xiu, but why hasn't he done it yet?

It's because the conditions are not met.

Scripts, costumes, research on materials, investors, actors, martial arts instructors...there are so many things required, and it cannot be done overnight.

Don't wait until the movie is released. Qi Jiadao will become famous, but it will be infamous, thanks to that.

So Ding Xiu would rather wait a little longer and hope to make a good script in the future.

"Understood." Xu Haofeng seemed to have aged a few years in an instant: "I will revise it when I go back. I will come back to you when I have all the information."

"Well, Lao Xu, I didn't mean to torment you. As long as your script is good, I will put it on right away without saying a word."

"I understand. You can keep the script and give me your comments after reading it. If there is anything that needs to be changed, please let me know at any time."

"no problem."