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Chapter 1216 Guess How Much Her Hourly Salary Is

Zhang Dalei hurriedly asked people to prepare. The assistant director was puzzled when he saw that he was directed by a little girl.

Give Ding Ding 10 minutes to familiarize himself with the male lead's lines, and at this moment, Li Chunli's call came after him.

Su Jian told her about the current situation.

"Little Jane, you got the role of servant?"

"If he doesn't do it, he has to try the male second, and wait to be slapped in the face."

Li Chunli didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sister, if you encourage him, as long as the child hears the encouragement, he will be able to fly up."

"Sister Li, do you always bring artists like this?"

It is true that a good boy is boasted, but you can't be blindly confident, right?

Why didn't he find out his shortcomings in time?Can blindly coaxing go a long way?

"His mother is an old artist..."

"I know, what does it have to do with him? You can gain the respect of others only when you froze yourself."

"That's right, fine! You can figure it out. If you don't obey him, you can beat him until he is obedient."

"Okay, I'll do it."

"Hey……"

Before finishing speaking, Su Jian hung up the phone first.

Li Xiaobao was wearing an apron and was cooking in the kitchen.

"What did Xiao Jane say?"

"Hey, it's all my fault for talking too much. Tintin's kid can't hit him. His mother will feel distressed if she knows."

"Hehe, Chunli, I found out that you are a scumbag, and you will make eyebrows at me. You are worried about people who have nothing to do with you, how dare you say it?"

"Little Jane has a sense of proportion. Your worries are unnecessary."

Pinching herself, Li Chunli smiled wryly, "Drink too much wine, my brain is rusty, I'm a bit worried."

She hoped that Su Jian would go smoothly in the capital and never encounter the twists and turns of years ago.

Ding Ding's mother is in the entertainment industry, but I heard that she has other influences, she is afraid that Su Jian will suffer.

At the end of the audition, Ding Ding looked at everyone on the field in embarrassment, especially Su Jian. Her terrifying eyes seemed to eat him.

"Director Zhang, what do you think of him?"

Zhang Dalei scratched his head, it was really not good.

"Ding Ding, you acted...uh..."

It's too bad, he's at a loss for words and can't find the right words to describe it.

Ding Ding is about to cry, can't it?He has worked very hard, why not?
"Director Zhang, please wait a moment, let me talk to him."

Jia Ding's role setting best suits his personality. Of course, when choosing a script, he must choose what he can control, so that he can handle it with ease. When he hone his acting skills to the level of a king, shouldn't the role be chosen randomly?
After analyzing Jia Ding's psychology and the relationship between the characters in the play with him, Ding Ding suddenly felt enlightened.

"I understand."

It turns out that I can also control the role, Su Jian is right, he is not suitable for the male second, small roles can also shine, and the audience will remember him if he plays well.

Trying the play again, Director Zhang's eyes lit up.

"Ding Ding, this role belongs to you. It's great. You are very malleable. In time, you will definitely gain a foothold in the entertainment industry."

"really?"

Ding Ding was very pleasantly surprised. From signing with the agency to now, he finally got the role.

"Sister Su, can you be my agent? I can pay double the salary."

On the way back, Ding Ding kept begging her, but Su Jian thought he was annoying, so she threw him halfway and drove away by herself.

Penniless, Ding Ding had no choice but to call Li Chunli, and soon she came by taxi to pick him up.

"Pay double wages?"

Li Chunli sarcastically said, "Do you know how much money she can earn in an hour?"

"Ah? Isn't Sister Su a doctor of the Guoxie? At least ten yuan per hour, right?"

"Emma, ​​try harder to guess."

Ten dollars less?It costs 80 yuan for eight hours a day. There is no doctor with a monthly salary of [-] yuan in the whole capital, right?
(End of this chapter)