This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 137 Cameo Kung Fu
The controversy over the change of the ending of Tianlong Babu did not last long.

After the finale, Mr. Jin immediately released the latest revised version of Tianlongbabu.

In this version of the finale, Wang Yuyan gave Murong Fu.

As if to make up for it, they gave Duan Yu Princess Yinchuan's maid Xiaolei and Xu Zhu's plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

All are happy.

For the next period of time, Ding Xiu was busy with commercial performances, Wang Baoqiang put on a brand new suit and went to Wanxing, Huang Bo was about to start school and was busy earning living expenses.

Qin Lan successfully tried the role of Yue Yinping, who I had a date with a zombie, and has already joined the group.

Gao Yuanyuan was free for a few days after the Chinese New Year. At that time, Ding Xiu was busy and didn't have time to accompany her. Later, she also joined a new group.

At the gate of Qin Chao Entertainment, a silver Audi A6 stopped.

As soon as Ding Xiu got out of the car, someone ran out to pick up the keys to help park the car.

Go straight to the second floor, Qin Gang's office.

"Baoqiang is here too."

Pushing open the door, Ding Xiu was not surprised to see Wang Baoqiang.

The Golden Horse Awards came to an end, and Wang Baoqiang won the best newcomer.

It would be abnormal if Qin Gang didn't talk to him.

"Brother Qin has something to do with me, and the conversation is almost over, brother, you talk slowly, I'll go first."

Wang Baoqiang laughed, and before leaving, he still didn't forget to close the door gently.

Ding Xiu sat down, raised his legs and said, "What did you tell him, so happy?"

"The basic salary has been raised, and two plays have been discussed, so give him what he deserves."

"There is still a basic salary? Why don't I know?" Ding Xiu put his legs down and asked solemnly.

Qin Gang smiled dryly: "Don't join in the fun. The basic salary is for newcomers. A few hundred yuan a month is not enough for a meal."

Newcomers couldn't get jobs, and it was impossible for them to starve to death.

The basic salary of a few hundred yuan per month can be regarded as the company's care for them and a living guarantee.

Wang Baoqiang also had it before, but not many, this time it doubled.

The basic salary increase is second, mainly because he has been given two plays, both of which are supporting roles.

Those who have won awards are different. When the Golden Horse Award was announced for the best newcomer, they agreed without thinking too much.

"Contract, script."

Seeing that he had nothing to do with himself, Ding Xiu directly talked about the business.

Qin Gang had been talking to him about the Lotus Lantern play for several days, but he had been busy with commercial performances and didn't have time to sign the contract, and he didn't even read the script.

"It's already been prepared for you."

Qin Gang placed a contract and a script in front of Ding Xiu.

After signing and fingerprinting, Ding Xiu picked up the script and was about to leave, planning to go back and read it again.

"Wait a minute." Qin Gang stopped him: "Don't worry, Xiaolan is not here, why are you in a hurry to go back?"

"Anything else?"

Ding Xiu was indeed not in a hurry, but he didn't seem to have much to chat with a big man like Qin Gang, so he might as well go back and watch a movie.

"Have."

Qin Gang smiled and said, "Zhou Xingchi would like to invite you to comeo in two fight scenes in his movie."

Ding Xiu was moved, Zhou Xingchi's name was known to everyone.

Dominating the annual box office champion of Hong Kong Island all year round, there are too many representative works, such as Tang Bohu Spotting Autumn Fragrance, Playing Back at School, Journey to the West, Wu Zhuangyuan Su Qier, Shaolin Football...the number is too numerous to count.

He has never won the best actor, because the nonsensical way of acting is not recognized by the mainstream, but in the hearts of the audience, he is much better than the best actor.

There is a saying that goes like this, one actor a year, Zhou Xingchi for a hundred years.

It means that there is an actor every year, but Zhou Xingchi only has one in a hundred years.

When he first bought the TV, he and Wang Baoqiang watched many of his DVDs.

"How many days are you going?"

Rarely, Ding Xiu didn't ask the money, but the time.

"I don't know about this. I just want you to try it first. If it doesn't work, you may have to come back the same day."

"But I guess it won't take long even if I try it, two scenes, it will be very soon."

"Location?"

"Magic City Film and Television Paradise."

"You book the plane ticket."

……

On the plane heading to Shanghai, Ding Xiu flipped through the script of the Lotus Lantern.

Chen Xiang split the mountain to save his mother.

This is a mythical story that has been passed down for a long time. It existed in the Northern Song Dynasty. Ding Xiu heard it sung by opera troupes as early as the Ming Dynasty.

In addition to him, Erlang God, there will also be Zhu Bajie, Monkey King and other mythical characters in the play.

Overall, it's much richer than the original story.

Because the original version is short, only a few hundred words, and the characters are not deep.

It took half an hour for Ding Xiu to finish reading the script in his hand. The reason why it was so fast was because there was no complete script and he only got part of it.

It stands to reason that there will be a complete script after signing the contract, but there is no.

Call Zhao Jian to ask, Zhao Jian said there is no rush, wait until he joins the group.

A director is not in a hurry, and an actor like him is even less in a hurry.

At the airport in Shanghai, Ding Xiu pressed his hat and walked out along the crowd.

He came in a hurry, this time there were no fans to pick him up, and no one was watching him.

Kung Fu has been filming for a while, so he took a taxi directly to the set.

The one who came first was Longchang Road. The crew had a cordon to prevent outsiders from approaching. Ding Xiu made a phone call, and after a while, the staff came out and led him in.

Downstairs of the old apartment in the [-]s and [-]s is a small square. There are hundreds of people standing at the moment, some are actors and some are staff.

Before he got close to Ding Xiu, he heard Zhou Xingchi swearing.

The person who was scolded was silent, his face was ugly.

It wasn't until the staff said a few words in Zhou Xingchi's ear that he stopped and turned to look at Ding Xiu.

"Take him to change clothes."

In the dressing room, Ding Xiu put on a black gown and cloth shoes from the period of the Republic of China, and the makeup artist applied foundation to his face to make his face paler.

"Beauty, your director has a bit of a temper."

Having nothing to do, Ding Xiu chatted with the makeup artist little sister.

"Oh." The makeup artist sighed heavily, and after holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "Just get used to it."

Director Zhou has a bad temper and is notoriously demanding. Of the artists he has worked with, only Wu Mengda has never been scolded.

But if you behave well and live up to his standards, he will become approachable as well.

But generally very few people can meet his standards.

Because his standard is to act the role you want to play first, and let you act exactly like him.

It's not easy to act exactly like Zhou Xingchi, there are not many film and television circles with this skill.

So NG has become the norm, and the director will curse people if there are too many NGs.

Because he thinks that I have already performed for you, and you can just follow along. How easy it is, how can you NG so many times.

After a while, Ding Xiu walked out of the dressing room.

A black top hat was worn on the head to cover the forehead, and a pair of round-framed sunglasses hung on the bridge of the nose.

There is also a mustache on his lips.

The weather was cold, Ding Xiu put his hands into the loose sleeves, and walked to Zhou Xingchi step by step, arm in arm.

Neither of them spoke.

After looking at him a few times, Zhou Xingchi said, "I heard that you are good at fighting?"

With his slender, fair fingers gently pushed the sunglasses, Ding Xiu said, "It's okay."

Zhou Xingchi smiled: "It's kind of like a martial arts master."

"Go and practice routines with Ba Ye first, and start shooting at night."

PS: I have a cold and I don’t feel well, so let’s leave it at that today. I wish you all a happy National Day holiday.

(End of this chapter)