This actor needs more money

"Brother, I'll call you brother, that's enough. Stop fighting."

"Let's do it again. I feel that my martial arts has improved recently and I can take on more of your moves."

In front of Ding Xiu, Li Lianjie insisted.

The silver gun was inserted into the ground, Ding Xiu stroked the dragon's whiskers on his forehead and looked towards the director Zhang Yimou.

It had been more than half a month since the machine was turned on. Li Lianjie came to see him many times, and each time he was given a bottle of medicine. He went back to apply some concoction for injuries caused by bruises, and came back a few days later.

After arriving, I was given a bottle of medicine, and when I returned home, I was still given medicinal wine.

And so on.

Ding Xiu got annoyed and once struck a little too hard, causing Li Lianjie's martial arts movements to be unnatural during filming the next day.

Then Zhang Yimou asked the doctor accompanying the crew to examine him. As soon as he opened his clothes, there were tubes in rows.

It’s almost all the same.

It's like cupping.

From then on, Zhang Yi Mou greeted Ding Xiu and asked him not to be so harsh.

After a few more fights, Ding Xiu kept letting him go. As a result, Li Lianjie thought he was good.

Just like today, he actually said that his martial arts has improved.

After two seconds of silence, Zhang Yi said: "Lianjie, forget it, there are so many scenes these days. If you two stumble a little, can I still film the scene?"

If he hadn't asked Ding Xiu to hold on, Li Lianjie might have been admitted to the ICU before he even turned on his phone.

"Okay, let's wait until we finish filming these days." Li Lianjie felt a little regretful as the sword was sheathed.

There is no need to fight today. Ding Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, handed the silver gun to the staff, and began to remove makeup.

He only had two scenes and a dozen lines.

Are they the Seven Swordsmen of Qin Palace?

What does the little pavilion chief do?

how?

There were too few lines, and Ding Xiu was a little dissatisfied at first. Later, he found some balance when he learned that Wu Ming, played by Li Lienjie, was originally a mute and had no lines.

However, after Li Lianjie argued hard, Wuming still spoke.

Ding Xiu also argued with Mr. Lao. Mr. Lao said it was okay to add lines, but the pay remained the same and asked him if he would do it.

He hasn't mentioned it since.

"The shooting effect today was very good. I think it will be completed in a few days."

While the staff was removing Ding Xiu's makeup, Cheng Xiaodong held a tea cup and said.

Looking at his handsome self in the mirror, Ding Xiu didn't look back: "You said that a week ago."

I remember that the day before the official start of filming, he and the walk-on martial arts, as well as Li Lienjie's drills were all in the same place.

Zhang Yi, who was onlookers at that time, cheered loudly and said that he would press this button after turning on the camera. He also said that the filming of Ding Xiu's scene could be completed in three days at most.

As a result, after the filming was completed on the third day, the old man regretted it and said that he wanted to see other effects.

Ding Xiu once felt that he thought it was too easy for him to make money, and he was unwilling to accept it.

At that time, I made up my mind not to shoot too fast in future martial arts scenes, and try to make them appear as hard as possible.

The fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day...

Then for a week, Zhang Yi had new ideas every day. The martial arts were added and added, subtracted and subtracted, and I don’t know how many versions he changed.

Now in this version, Wuming and Changkong are soaked in raindrops, standing still like fools, closing their eyes and fighting with their minds.

After a while, the fight was finished in mind and the winner was determined in reality.

"Lao Cheng, what do you think Director Zhang was filming? Is this scene nonsense?"

Ding Xiu couldn't help but express his doubts. He had been holding it in for a long time and he couldn't help but express it.

After taking a sip of tea, Cheng Xiaodong said: "Do you think it is your film and television art attainments that are higher or that of Director Zhang?"

"nonsense."

"Isn't that great? They are regulars at major international film festivals and their artistic standards are higher than ours. There must be a reason for filming this way."

"I just whine."

"You can only complain." Cheng Xiaodong said: "You still think that the Heroes crew is the same as the Ghost Story crew, they can do whatever they want."

"I'm telling you, dreaming, if the actor cannot empathize with the director, then the actor is just a puppet in the director's hands."

"It's very painful to film something you don't understand every day. Fortunately, you don't have many scenes, and you don't need emotions. You just shoot and it's over."

In a crew, the director must be able to control the actors and implement what the film wants to express.

If they can't be restrained, it's okay for actors who obey the discipline. Some who are not willing to obey the discipline may have an idea today and an idea tomorrow, and a film will be changed beyond recognition after being filmed.

Given Lao Zi's qualifications, no one on the crew dared to challenge him.

Actors are just tools for the director to express his art, and this sentence is vividly demonstrated by him.

"One month, I will give him another month at most." Ding Xiu said firmly: "If the scene cannot be filmed in one month, I will increase the money."

"puff!"

Cheng Xiaodong spat out a sip of tea. He thought Ding Xiu was so stubborn, and that love was all about adding money.

"Don't worry about this. The crew is not short of money. Even if the post-production effect is not good next year, they can afford to hire you to start filming again."

Ding Xiu's price is not even a fraction of Li Lianjie's, so please don't be too simple.

"Then I'll feel relieved." At this moment, Ding Xiu hoped that Zhang Yi would take his time filming, preferably for three to five years, so that he could earn enough money for his retirement.

After finishing removing his makeup, Ding Xiu stopped when he walked past Cheng Xiaodong: "At such an old age, don't drink wolfberry. It's of little use."

"What wolfberry? Is this tea?"

Ding Xiu said nothing.

Cheng Xiaodong's tea cup has a revolving lid with a net inside. Every time he takes a sip, he twists the lid. If you don't stare, you can't tell what he's drinking.

If Ding Xiu hadn't gotten close several times and smelled the wolfberry, he would have thought he was drinking tea.

"Fifteen grams of Rehmannia glutinosa, ten grams of Alisma, fifteen grams of yam, fifteen grams of dogwood, eight grams of pachyrhizus, ten grams of poria... decoction or soak in wine, use for seven days."

"Don't eat fatty, spicy, and irritating foods while taking it. It will be effective in just one course of treatment, and you can regain your glory."

Ding Xiu made it so obvious that Cheng Xiaodong still didn't understand what he meant: "Fart, do I need such a thing?"

"I'm just talking casually, it's up to you whether you need it or not."

Ding Xiu didn't dare to prescribe other Chinese medicines because he was not a professional and only knew a little bit about it, so he didn't dare to interfere.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes one person's prescription, and mistakes in the prescription can lead to death.

However, there is a prescription that most men can use. There will be no problem if you eat more or less. At most, you will be more energetic and unable to sleep.

…

"Weiya pull forward."

"When taking photos, pay attention to close-ups."

"The actors are in place."

The next day, the shooting was repeated, but this time the pressure was adjusted to a lower level.

As usual, Ding Xiu first fought against the Seven Swordsmen of Qin Palace, each with one shot, and easily defeated six of them.

After the filming, Ding Xiu sat on the edge to rest and waited quietly for Zhang Yimou to watch the playback.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, a new request came again.

"I want to create a distant view here. In addition, Ding Xiu is not elegant enough, so he needs to increase his coercion."

"This time is good. That's it. I'm going to film the battle between Wuming and Changkong."

Ding Xiu was not happy at all because he didn't know if Zhang Yimou would have new ideas tomorrow.

The fight with Li Lianjie requires the use of special effects, and the preparation process is quite troublesome.

One day passed after one set was taken.

The crew stopped working for the next few days because of heavy rain.

In the hotel, Ding Xiu could only watch TV, The Emperor.

The male protagonist is Huang Xiaoming, the student boy I met in Huan Zhu Ge Ge San some time ago. He plays the role of Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, when he was the crown prince.

Huang Xiaoming's costumes are still acceptable and quite photogenic.

The second male lead is Chen Daoming, who plays Dongfang Shuo.

As soon as the show was aired, it became popular all over the country.

People are afraid of being famous as pigs are afraid of being strong. Some people on the Internet said that the crew had tampered with history and misled the audience, so they reported it to the General Administration of Optoelectronics.

There are not many Internet users these days, accounting for a small proportion of the audience. In fact, most people still like to watch TV series. Who takes it seriously? Just watch it for fun.

But some netizens took it seriously.

As a result, overwhelming pressure moved towards the Han Emperor.

Huang Xiaoming, who hadn't been popular for a few days, was heartbroken.

Ding Xiu didn't have time to pay attention to the follow-up situation of the Emperor of Han Dynasty, because the weather was fine and filming was about to start again.

Fortunately, the old man didn't cause any trouble this time, and Ding Xiu was announced to have finished filming that day.

He couldn't believe it the moment it was announced.

"You're leaving the group. I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again and have a fight, right?"

Li Lienjie is here again.

This time, before Ding Xiu could speak, Zhang Yi said: "We are going to Ejina Populus euphratica, Jiuzhaigou, and Dunhuang. You have to play tricks with Liang Chaowei and Zhang Manyu again. Time is a bit tight, so don't delay things." "

When Ding Xiu was still on the set, he allowed Li Lienjie to stay because he had to film and the remuneration had not been settled clearly.

Now that the filming is finished, if this guy is really cruel and puts Li Lienjie down for ten or eight days, who will lose the crew?

"Then leave a phone number at the head office and we'll look for opportunities to discuss things in the future."

Ding Xiudao: "You can leave your phone number. Let's just discuss it. If you have a suitable role, come to me. Director Zhang, let's leave one as well. Sister Ziyi, what's your phone number? Viagra, Sister Zhang..."

Ding Xiu asked the movie kings and queens for their phone numbers one by one, and everyone was so considerate that they all left them for him. This scene left the staff present dumbfounded.

It stands to reason that with Ding Xiu's status, there is no way he can compete with these people.

In the field of acting, he can't even catch up with them, so we are not on the same channel.

However, people calling him did not care about his status in the film and television industry.

But martial arts.

Ding Xiu should be the person with the strongest martial arts skills among the people they have ever seen. There is no one who looks like he stepped out of a martial arts drama.

Perhaps Ding Xiu is still weak in the field of acting, but in the field of martial arts, he has already stood very high.

Let me ask, who wouldn’t want to make friends with such a person?

It's a lot of money to leave a phone number, so I might be able to ask for advice in the future.

Even if you don't need Ding Xiu in your whole life, it's better to just be a bragging rights talker.

…

"Hello, my name is Zhou Haopeng. I am your fan. Can I take a photo?"

At Peking Airport, Ding Xiu met fans who blocked his way, signed autographs and took photos, all in one go.

Ding Xiu didn't believe that this was Qin Gang's request, because he didn't notify anyone that he was coming back.

It was just that when he was signing the name, he felt that the name Zhou Haopeng sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

After walking far away, I looked back and found that this guy stopped another artist and asked for an autograph and a photo.

Come and stop one.

Dragging his suitcase, Ding Xiu returned home.

The door key was given to Gao Yuanyuan, but he couldn't get in.

But this little thing doesn't bother him, and he likes not to take the usual path.

He sprinted towards the courtyard wall, stepped on the wall, and lightly supported it with one hand. The several-meter-high wall was in vain.

When Ding Xiu landed in the yard, he saw Gao Yuanyuan sleeping soundly on the couch under the jujube tree.

The weather was hot, so she wore thin short-sleeved shirts and exposed her long legs.

In her sleep, Gao Yuanyuan felt a little itchy in her ears. After a while, her neck, creaking, and waist...

Crossing her legs, she rolled over.

"Aren't you even awake?"

"Who?"

As soon as Ding Xiu spoke, Gao Yuanyuan woke up. After being teased for so long, she was no longer sleepy. She was just a little sleepy and did not open her eyes in a daze.

When she heard someone talking in her ears, she was instantly startled.

She was the only one in the yard, how could there be outsiders?

Looking forward, she saw the figure behind her in front of her.

The shadow was still approaching step by step, and she could already hear footsteps.

Her heart was pounding, and Gao Yuanyuan had a look of horror on her face. She was not afraid of losing money, and she would make more in the worst case.

But if he is dressed like this, the thief may have other ideas.

"Aren't you afraid of catching cold while sleeping like this?"

Um?

This voice sounds familiar.

Gao Yuanyuan, who was ready to spend money to redeem herself, turned around and saw a familiar face, and suddenly became furious.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? You know it scares people to death, right?"

"I didn't scare you."

"Then you can't make any noise when you walk?"

"I came out and said hello to you, but you couldn't wake me up and kept snoring."

"Nonsense... If you dare to say it, you will be dead."

Holding a broom, Gao Yuanyuan chased Ding Xiu across the yard.

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