This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 172
"Find your words."

Fan Binbin raised the script in his hand.

She and Ding Xiu have scenes with each other, and there are quite a few. It is good for everyone to match the words in advance, discuss the performance method, and hurry up when the time comes.

"Okay, right." Ding Xiu took out the script from under his buttocks: "Which scene?"

"Sixty-seven games."

"Isn't that the play tomorrow night, it started so early, right?"

Fan Binbin smiled and said, "It's not right during the day, is it right at night? As long as you are not afraid of being gossiped, the door of my room is always open for you."

Zhao Liying clicked her tongue, turned around knowingly, and walked away silently.

The next conversation might involve payment, which is not something she can listen to.

Ding Xiu was serious: "I can't go if I open it up, I'm not that kind of person."

Who doesn't like beautiful women, but compared to beautiful women, he is more afraid of trouble.

Fan Binbin is a problem.

A young and beautiful woman, I don't know how many people are staring at her, why is he joining in the fun.

Fan Binbin gave him a blank look: "It's just a line, you've thought too much about it, the sixty-seventh scene is about to start, Hua Wuque, you really..."

One person said one sentence, and the lines of a scene were quickly matched. After a brief discussion on how to act, Fan Binbin left.

Less than half an hour before and after.

The scene will be filmed tomorrow night, and there is plenty of time. Ding Xiu will be busy with the dialogue with Zhang Weijian, because it will be in the afternoon.

He is a senior who has debuted for [-] years, and he has a big coffee position, so there is no reason to wait for someone to come to find him.

He has to take the initiative.

Ding Xiu, who was supposed to go back to the hotel after filming a scene, waited on the set until Zhang Weijian finished filming and went over with the script.

"Brother Jian, we have a scene this afternoon. I don't quite understand it. Could you spare me a few minutes? Please give me your pointers."

"Okay." Zhang Weijian spoke broken Mandarin.

Ding Xiu started to speak his lines, and Zhang Weijian interrupted him after a few words: "You want to find me to answer the lines?"

"Yes."

"Say early."

Ding Xiu heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. It seems that Zhang Weijian is still easy to talk to.

Waving for the assistant, Zhang Weijian said: "Jite, you have to confront him."

Ding Xiu's smile froze.

The assistant came over to answer the words, so why did he come here in person?

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry, let the assistant talk to you first, and he will tell me the same thing at night."

With that said, the man left.

The assistant with an English name said in Mandarin: "Brother Xiu, when do you think we will start?"

Frowning, Ding Xiu picked up the script and began to match the words, his tone was firm, completely opposite to the gentleness of Fan Binbin when he was talking to the words.

In a blink of an eye, the crew started working for half a month.

There was occasional sunshine a few days ago, but now it is completely cold, and most of the crew are wearing down jackets.

Ding Xiu and Fan Binbin had a kiss scene today.

Two games in a row.

The two were discussing how to act.

"In the first scene, just kiss the forehead. In the second scene, I was in a coma. You move by yourself, and I won't resist."

After finishing speaking, Ding Xiu said to Wang Jinhua who was at the side: "Sister Hua, do you think it's okay?"

Fan Binbin's agent, Wang Jinhua, came to visit the set, just in time for today's scene between the two of them.

Times have changed, and Wang Jinhua is not only the chief agent of Huayi, but also nicknamed the number one agent in the mainland by people in the circle, and his subordinates are like a cloud, and he is a big push for actor and actress.

Fan Binbin is also one of her subordinates.

"I don't know much about acting, just watch the acting, don't ask my opinion." Wang Jinhua smiled softly: "Don't feel pressured, act as you want."

Fan Binbin covered his mouth and smiled, "Sister Hua is very talkative, you don't have to be afraid of her."

Wang Jinhua said: "He's not afraid of me. I poached him before entering Huayi a few years ago, but he didn't agree."

Facts have proved that she still has a good eye. When she first fell in love with Ding Xiu, he was not popular yet, and he was a little transparent in the entertainment industry.

In just a few years, Ding Xiu has climbed to the second line.

He is only twenty-four years old.

An age when an artist is just starting out.

Male artists have a long career, they can act from the age of [-] to [-]. This is not like a female artist, who eats the food of youth, and basically starts to go downhill when he hits [-].

As you get older, a [-]-year-old woman is not as attractive as a [-]-year-old girl. Of course, some LSPs like mature ones.

But this part of the audience is a minority after all, and young people are the bulk.

Another thing that women have to consider after the age of thirty is to get married and have children, and enter family life. At this stage, many female artists are semi-retired.

Two years old and decrepit, producers and directors are unwilling to spend time on women in their thirties. No one will watch the leading role at such an age, which is not in line with market rules.

Ding Xiu is twenty-four this year, and has a lot of room for development in the future. With the support of noble people, he has the opportunity to break into the front line.

Proper potential stock.

Fan Binbin's eyes widened: "You guys knew each other before."

"I know." Wang Jinhua said, "He also filmed movies with my husband."

Ding Xiu laughed and said, "Brother-in-law is very talented, and his marksmanship is excellent."

The ghost in Kung Fu, if Wang Jinhua didn't mention it, he would have forgotten it.

The flower gun in one hand is the way of Peking Opera. Different from the traditional marksmanship, the Beijing opera flower gun has a different taste.

"Ding Xiu, what I said to you a few years ago is still valid. Do you want to come to my place? The contract and salary will definitely satisfy you. I will let you act in two leading roles within three years."

Fan Binbin's scalp was numb, and he looked at Ding Xiu in shock.

Two male ones in three years, this treatment is more than good.

Anyone who has been in the industry for a little longer knows how difficult it is to play a leading role in the market.

First-line artists are well-known and popular, so naturally there is no shortage of male leads, and some directors and producers come to deliver scripts to their door.

It is these second- and third-tier actors who need the opportunity of the leading role the most.

It can be said that without the support of a brokerage company, the chances of them wanting to take on the leading role are very slim. Take her as an example, if the mobile phone released last year was not produced by Huayi, where would it be her turn to be the leading actress?

Except for the dramas produced and invested by their own companies, ordinary artists who want to play the leading role of male and female can only rely on illusory luck.

If you are lucky, you will be able to play a film in three to five years, but if you are not lucky, you may not be sure in ten or eight years.

Now that Wang Jinhua has accepted Ruo Dingxiu's two male lead roles in three years, this is no longer a question of not paying attention to it, but a matter of admiring it to death.

As long as he goes, he will be Sister Hua's heart immediately, and everyone else will stand aside.

"Sister Hua appreciates her kindness. I'm a lazy person, and I'm not used to the atmosphere of a big company."

Ding Xiu refused.

Both Wang Jinhua and Fan Binbin found it incredible.

"You really don't want to go." Fan Binbin said in disbelief.

"There is no idea of ​​changing jobs yet."

Two male first films in three years, even if you think about it with your butt, you know that the price you need to pay is not small. No matter how good the contract is, it is definitely not as good as it is now.

Lao Qin has already helped him get a male lead, and with the strength of Qin Chao Entertainment, it will not be difficult to make another one in the next two years.

They can already do a lot of things by themselves, so why bother to ask for perfection.

Instead of telling him these things, Wang Jinhua might as well guarantee how much money he will make every year. If he can have fifteen million or something, he will run away with a bucket without saying a word.

The reason why he wants [-] million is because he can already earn [-] million from a single movie, and he is not afraid of sudden death. If he shoots three or four movies a year, plus commercial endorsements, [-] million a year will be no problem.

If you want to dig him, it must be higher than this price.

Taking out a business card to Ding Xiu, Wang Jinhua said: "No hurry, just think about it slowly, wait for you to be free some other day, let's have a good chat sometime."

Ding Xiu was stunned, he refused, why did Wang Jinhua still insist on it, was it not obvious enough?

For the rest of the time, she didn't mention work matters, Wang Jinhua kept chatting with Ding Xiula, and didn't stop until Ding Xiu and Fan Binbin were about to play.

"Binbin, I still have something to go back to the company. If there is no show tonight, let's have dinner together."

"Good Miss Hua."

Coming to the venue, the staff adjusted the equipment, Ding Xiu said to Fan Binbin: "I feel that Sister Hua is not here to see you, but to see me."

Fan Binbin replied absently: "Who knows."

"Clear the field, and get out of irrelevant personnel."

"All departments are ready."

"Light, turn on the light."

"Are the actors ready?"

This scene is not difficult, it's just a confession, and then they kiss together, and the kiss is only on the forehead, not on a large scale.

Ding Xiu just passed it.

In the second scene, Hua Wuque was lying still in a coma, and Tie Xinlan gave him a light bite.

Ding Xiu had discussed with Fan Binbin before and let her play it by herself.

Not long after closing his eyes, Ding Xiu felt softness and coldness from his lips.

The director didn't stop, and he didn't move.

I sigh in my heart, really dedicated, no wonder he is so popular at a young age.

This time it was also a pass, after the filming, Fan Binbin teased: "Brother Xiu, how do you feel?"

Ding Xiu pursed his lips: "It's a bit sweet."

I don't know what brand the foundation is, it's fragrant and sweet.

"Pfft, I advise you not to lick it, it will be poisoned."

Ding Xiu: "..."

"Let's go, Sister Hua is waiting for me to eat." Fan Binbin went to change clothes. When he came out, he came out with a down jacket, tight jeans, and a small bag on his waist. He waved at Ding Xiu from a distance, and got into the RV.

Ding Xiu finished filming today, so he doesn't need to stay on the set. Before leaving, he threw the script to Zhao Liying.

"I will entrust you with the task of playing with Brother Jian's assistant in the future."

For the past half month, the one who plays with him has always been that Jeter, and the clay figurine is still angry, not to mention Ding Xiu.

I didn't say anything before because he is a big guy, and he is also a person favored by Fatty Wang. If there is a quarrel, the crew has to choose between him and Zhang Weijian, and it must be the other.

It has been half a month since the filming started, and after filming so many scenes, the crew will not replace him.

"Brother Xiu, can I, can I?" Zhao Liying stammered.

"Just read according to the lines and write down the words of the other party. If there is anything that will work."

"oh oh."

……

The next morning, Ding Xiu came to the set. Just after finishing his makeup, Fatty Wang came to find him.

"Ding Xiu, what are you and Wei Jian doing?"

"It's okay, we are very happy to cooperate."

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Fatty Wang got straight to the point: "He called me yesterday and said that you should find an assistant to talk to him."

Ding Xiu chuckled: "Then he didn't tell you, his assistant has been talking to me for half a month, Brother Jian is very busy, understand, I am sometimes busy, so I only asked the assistant to go over yesterday."

Wang Jin was speechless, and after a while he sighed and said, "Can't you just accommodate?"

"Director Wang, Brother Jian said it, and the assistant's words are also the same."

Fatty Wang said earnestly: "He is a coffee, but you are not. I think you know some truths. If you are more popular than him one day, I will definitely let him accommodate you."

The subtext, if you are not famous, you have to accommodate.

"Xiu Tsai, don't make it difficult for me."

"Going out to film is just to make a living. After the filming, take the money and leave. How happy, angry with others, making an enemy for no reason, what are you trying to do?"

Patting Ding Xiu on the shoulder, Fatty Wang left.

It's just a trivial matter for the lines, the difficulty is that there is already a bit of gunpowder between Ding Xiu and Zhang Weijian.

As the director of the crew, he does not allow thunderstorms.

It's fine to finish the filming honestly, and it's the crew who will make a big loss.

Zhang Weijian is a guy, but Ding Xiu is not. He must cut off the fuse on Ding Xiu's side while the matter is not serious.

After leaving the film crew, he doesn't care how the two of them quarrel.

After Fatty Wang left, Ding Xiu drank his tea calmly, and then spit out the tea with a bah sound.

In the afternoon, by the creek, the crew filmed Xiao Yuer and Hua Wuque slapping each other because of Tie Xinlan.

Tie Xinlan was killed, Xiao Yuer approached Hua Wuque and asked him why he didn't protect her well.

Hua Wuque said that he was conspired into a coma by the Eight Great Sects and did not know the situation, so the two started a dispute.

Fan Binbin said with a smile: "In my life, this is the first time that two handsome guys are jealous of me, you two cheer!"

"Should this scene be a real fight or a fake fight?" Zhang Weijian asked Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu said calmly, "I don't care."

Fatty Wang: "..."

"Ahem, it must be really big for a real fight, but it's not a real fight. Focus on it. We're just filming, not beating people. It's almost enough."

As far as Ding Xiu's record of Sanda boxing champion was overthrown by one move, Zhang Weijian might not be sent to the hospital if he really fought.

After some discussion, the two played.

Li Huizhu also sat in front of the monitor, and worriedly said to Fatty Wang: "Why don't you stop shooting this scene."

Slapping each other is not one slap or two, according to the script, Xiao Yuer slaps Hua Wuque nine times, and Hua Wuque slaps Xiao Yuer seven times.

What if it catches fire?
Children have played bullets and brains before. This game is usually played for three rounds in a row. If one side is stronger, the next game will not stop.

Fatty Wang put on the earphones: "It's okay, this will have the film and television effect."

At the scene, the filming begins.

"I don't know what you are thinking. I don't know which sentence you said is true and which sentence is false."

The broken Hua Wuque roared and pushed Xiao Yu'er away.

Taking two steps back, Xiao Yu'er poked Hua Wuque's forehead with his finger: "Don't worry about whether it's true or not, one thing is absolutely true, you're a useless person!"

When it comes to crippled people, his fingers are so strong that he pokes Ding Xiu's head back.

"You say it again?"

"Slap!" Xiao Yu'er slapped him and said, "You're useless."

"Slap!" Hua Wuque also slapped back: "Say it again?"

"Snapped!"

"Crap."

"Snapped!"

"Tell me again?"

The two slapped each other and made fun of each other, which made the onlookers hooked and called them dedicated.

It's just that Li Huizhu in front of the monitor noticed something was wrong.

After a few rounds, the strength of the two seemed to increase.

"Is there something wrong with them?"

Fatty Wang was very calm: "It's normal, if the mood rises, the intensity will definitely be different."

This scene is gradual. At the beginning, the two just confronted each other verbally, and then the emotions rose after the slap, and each slap was the emotional disintegration.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, there was another crisp sound at the scene.

Zhang Weijian was slapped and thrown into the river.

Li Huizhu looked at Wang Jin: "Is this normal?"

(End of this chapter)