This actor wants to pay more

With a single blow, Ding Xiu left the stage gracefully.

Then there was overwhelming applause.

However, the show didn't end there.

The last part of this year's Spring Festival Gala is for all the artists to sing together to make it unforgettable tonight. There are still a few hours before twelve o'clock, and everyone can't leave.

Of course, with so many artists, it is impossible to let them all sit in the background.

The program group opened a hall to entertain the artists after the performance for a New Year's Eve dinner.

There were many empty seats, Ding Xiu wanted to find a table to sit down at random, but Cheng Long dragged him to Liu Dehua's table.

Everyone chatted while eating, and the chats were all homely. Ding Xiu listened most of the time and seldom spoke.

After a while, Liu Dehua said to him: "This year's Hundred Flowers Awards is about to open, and you have signed up for the Flying Daggers. You are lucky to catch up with the last one. From this year onwards, it will not be held once a year, but will be held twice a year." Once a year."

The Hundred Flowers Award is different from other awards. These years, it has been held once a year. It may be that once a year is too hasty. This year's organizing committee announced that it will be in line with international standards. In the future, it will be held every two years, interspersed with the Golden Rooster Award.

"That's right." Ding Xiu was just stunned for a second, then smiled and cupped his hands: "Congratulations in advance to Brother Hua for winning the Best Actor."

Among domestic film trophies, the most gold-rich ones are the three gold medals, the golden horse, the golden statue, and the golden rooster.

Such as the Hundred Flowers Award, Changchun Film Festival, and College Student Film Festival belong to the second echelon.

Even the second echelon is not easy to win awards, how many people are staring at the best actor and actress every year.

Other awards are held every two years, and the Hundred Flowers Award is held once a year. Because of the high frequency of holding, it is a big hit every year, and the competition is fiercer than awards of the same level.

This year is the last time that it will be held every year. It is indeed an opportunity for Ding Xiu. If he wants to win an award in the future, he will have to wait for two years.

Miss once and wait for two years, miss once and wait for two years, for an artist, there are several years, and if you survive a few more times, you will be thirty.

Come out to hang out, be famous as early as possible.

Liu Dehua half-jokingly said: "There are so many applicants this year, before the draw, no one knows whether they will win the prize or not. I'm in a state of depravity, so I miss it every time."

"Is it possible for you to be as bad as me?" Hearing this, Cheng Long was not happy: "I have nominated for the Hong Kong Film Award ten times, but I have never won a single one. Either against Zhou Lanfa or Liang Chaowei."

Hong Kong Island is too small and there are too many actors. It is not an exaggeration to say that thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge every time at the Academy Awards.

Liu Dehua nominated Best Actor as many times as Cheng Long, but at least he won Best Actor a few times.

Cheng Long focuses on kung fu movies, and the focus is on kung fu. Few people pay attention to his acting skills, so that he has become a professional escort for so many years.

Liu Dehua sighed. When he mentioned this, he thought of Infernal Affairs a few years ago. As the pinnacle of Hong Kong films, this film has won numerous awards.

He arrived at the set before dawn every day, and was the last one to leave. He was still discussing the script with the director in the middle of the night.

Liang Chaowei got off work from [-] to [-] in the morning, and went to get off work every day to catch fish, but in the end he won all the prizes, so where should he go to reason.

"Hey, let's not talk about this, replace the wine with tea, let's have a drink together."

There is a chorus on stage at twelve o'clock, drinking is not appropriate, and there is no alcohol to drink here.

Among the gang of bigwigs, Ding Xiu seldom talked and seemed very low-key.

With more and more people in the hall, and everyone chatting in twos and threes, Ding Xiu went to the bathroom and returned to his place and lost his place.

He found a remote corner and played with his mobile phone.

As soon as he turned it on, he was bombarded with a large number of SMS blessings. You must know that this is his private number, not as many contacts as his work account.

Most of the text messages were congratulations on his participation in the Spring Festival Gala, and praises on martial arts. There were too many text messages, and Ding Xiu couldn't reply to them one by one.

He first called Gao Yuanyuan, chatted for more than an hour, and then called Qin Lan. When it was almost twelve o'clock, he handed over the mobile phone to the staff for safekeeping, and he hurried onto the stage.

"boom!"

At twelve o'clock, the sky above the city of Beiping is full of fireworks, and there are fireworks in all directions, and the sound of firecrackers
sound.

After singing, Ding Xiu put on his down jacket and came out without taking off his makeup. The street at the entrance was full of cars, all of them came to pick up various artists.

Call the driver, and within a minute, a car pulls up on the side of the road.

The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, before Ding Xiu could say New Year's greetings, the New Year's greetings had already arrived, and they were all artists who had collaborated with them. They didn't do anything on this day, they just entertained people.

There are so many presents in the house that I can't put them down.

On the second day of the new year, Ding Xiu picked out a few gifts from others, and Ding Xiu went out to pay New Year's greetings.

The first one to go was Zhang Jizhong's house.

"Sister-in-law, happy new year."

It was still Zhang Jizhong's wife Fan Xinman who opened the door. She had become more and more beautiful after a year of not seeing each other, exuding the charm of a grown-up woman all over her body.

"Ding Xiu is here, come in and sit down. Lao Zhang and I watched the Spring Festival Gala yesterday. He even praised you for your good martial arts skills, saying that you are the most beautiful martial arts actor he has ever seen."

"Director Zhang won the award. I am a three-legged cat kung fu. I can't be the best. Hey, isn't Director Zhang at home?"

"My friend just finished drinking and he is lying in the room. You sit down first and I'll call him."

Ding Xiu clasped his hands together and said with a wry smile: "No need, my sister-in-law is not suitable, I dare not disturb Zhang Dao's dream."

"Then have a cup of tea and I'll chat with you."

"sister in law……"

"Hehehe, isn't it just a cup of tea, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

While drinking tea, Ding Xiu was trembling, looking at the bedroom from time to time, for fear that Lao Zhang would rush out with a kitchen knife.

When refilling the third cup, Lao Zhang still didn't come out, Ding Xiu slowly let go of his hanging heart, talking and laughing with Fan Xinman.

While talking, Fan Xinman said: "Look at my memory, you haven't eaten yet, there are dumplings in the refrigerator, I'll give you another plate."

Before Ding Xiu could speak, he had already entered the kitchen wearing an apron.

After a while, a plate of dumplings and a bowl of dipping sauce were brought to him.

"I made it all myself, try to see if it tastes good."

"Sister-in-law, it's great and delicious." Ding Xiu gave a thumbs up.

In the winter, it is a very warm thing to be able to eat hot dumplings made by beautiful women.

It would be even better if he wasn't at Lao Zhang's house.

Seeing Ding Xiu eating happily, Fan Xinman was also happy. She leaned her hands on the table and said, "Recently, Lao Zhang is going to remake The Legend of Condor Heroes, do you know?"

"Really?" Ding Xiu's eyes lit up, "I need to have a good talk with Director Zhang."

Jin Yong's drama, whoever shoots it will be popular.

Zhang Jizhong is the guarantee of the ratings, and word of mouth is there. Although the former Swordsman, Legend of the Condor Heroes, and Dragon Babu are controversial, it is a fact that the investors have made a lot of money and the ratings have skyrocketed.

Holding her chin, Fan Xinman said: "Then you have to hurry up, it will be too late."

"What's too late?"

At this moment, Zhang Jizhong's voice came from behind. Ding Xiu was so frightened that a mouthful of dumpling almost got stuck in his throat, and he finally swallowed it. Then he turned his head and said with a smile:
"Director Zhang, my sister-in-law said that you are going to remake The Legend of Condor Heroes, let me chat with you quickly, it's too late."

Glancing at his wife, Zhang Jizhong pulled up a chair and sat down: "Can you do it, kid?"

Ding Xiu wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said with a smile, "Can I do it, Director Zhang, don't you know? To be honest, I am a fan. I have seen all of Mr. Jin's, and my favorite is The Legend of Condor Heroes." , When I saw Yang Guo, I always felt very similar to myself, as if it was written after me.”

Zhang Jizhong poured a cup of tea unhurriedly and drank it: "I don't know if you're good or not, you're really thick-skinned."

After drinking a cup of tea in one gulp, he said again in a deep voice, "I have nothing to say about casting."

Ding Xiu curled his lips, Zhang Jizhong's words don't count, who has the final say?
The subtext is nothing more than saying why should you be Yang Guo?
"Director Zhang, there aren't many cheap actors like me."

That being the case, let’s start a price war. I’ll play the head office cheaply, right?

One hundred thousand, eighty for others, fifty for me.

Zhang Jizhong glanced at him: "I think there are quite a lot."

It is a tradition that the prices of actors who come to him for acting are all lower than the market price.

Ding Xiu raised his eyebrows: "I'm cheaper than them."

Zhang Jizhong nodded slightly, which made sense, but he still didn't dare to give the role to Ding Xiu.

To be honest, he and Ding Xiu are very happy to work together, and they are very familiar with several plays. The young people are sensible, know the importance, have strong professional ability, the costumes are good-looking, and the martial arts scenes are beautiful.

But for a project that costs billions of dollars, it doesn't work if the brothers come.

He had to think carefully about many aspects, Ding Xiu was not worthy of his decision yet.

"Casting is very complicated. I have to consider many things, such as the actor's acting skills, the degree of compatibility of the roles, the opinions of investors, the opinions of the director, etc."

"Understood." Ding Xiu said with a bright smile, "I just hope that Director Zhang will consider me when he decides who to choose."

"That's for sure."

Strange to say, Ding Xiu was originally looking for Zhang Jizhong this trip, but when Zhang Jizhong appeared, he stayed for a while and left instead.

Carrying presents, Ding Xiu went door to door to pay New Year's greetings all day, even went to Wu Bing's house and got into a fight.

The old man said that it had been a long time since he made any gestures, so he exchanged ideas with him.

Knowing that Zhang Jizhong was going to remake The Legend of Condor Heroes, Ding Xiu specially bought a plane ticket to go to Zhao Jian's house. If there is no accident, the director of The Legend of Condor Heroes will be Zhao Jian, and Lao Zhang will not let outsiders do this kind of thing.

After a meal of wine, sure enough, a lot of words came out of Zhao Jian's mouth.

In order to shoot the sculptures, Zhang Jizhong specially built a film and television city, which is still under construction, and the second phase will be completed in a while.

There are four investors in this drama, one of which is Ciwen, the previous investor of Xiao Yuer and Hua Wuque.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Liying came back to work, wearing a brand new down jacket and high-top boots to sweep snow in the yard.

After a while, she made a snowman with snow, and found a carrot from the kitchen as the nose and eyes of the snowman.

Ding Xiu was sitting in the living room watching TV. After seeing this scene through the window, he shouted: "Prodigal girls, the carrot money will be deducted from your salary."

"It's up to me if I know." Zhao Liying responded with a smile, not caring at all, and continued to build her snowman with her red hands.

Ding Xiu continued to shout, "Go and open the door, a guest is coming."

The door is equipped with a surveillance camera, and he can see the situation outside while sitting in the room. The person who came was Wang Baoqiang, wearing a plush leather coat and holding a bunch of things in his hands.

"Hello, I'm Brother Xiu's assistant." After Zhao Liying opened the door, seeing Wang Baoqiang staring at her, she greeted with a smile.

"Hello, is Brother Xiu at home?"

"Here I am."

"Let me get it for you." Zhao Liying took the gift from him.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After freeing his hands, Wang Baoqiang walked into the yard behind Zhao Liying, feeling in his heart that when he became popular, he would also find a beautiful assistant.

So far he's not good enough for an assistant.

The mortgage and car loan are almost unbearable, and this time I came to borrow money.

"Brother Xiu, happy new year. I saw you at the Spring Festival Gala in my hometown. I told people that I knew you, but they didn't believe me."

Ding Xiu lay still on the sofa, and looked at the gift: "No potatoes this year?"

Wang Baoqiang scratched his head: "I was not sensible before."

In the past, when giving gifts, he always wanted to give the best of the family to others. Apart from Ding Xiu's side, he also gave gifts to other places. As a result, as soon as the front foot left, the back foot was thrown into the trash can.

He stopped sending potatoes after that.

Ding Xiu looked him in the eyes: "It's grown a lot, what have you been doing recently?"

Wang Baoqiang looked left and right: "I haven't done anything, I've been at home for a few months, and if I don't have a job, I'm going to squat in front of the Beijing Film Studio."

Ding Xiu laughed: "Didn't you take off?"

"Oh, don't mention it, the company was shocked, half of the artists were taken away by Wang Jinhua, and the boss didn't even bother to invest in new dramas.

"Really, how did I hear that your company's Fan Binbin and Li Binbin took on the leading actress again?"

"I, I, are different, he is a big guy, I can't compare."

Just like what Fan Binbin thought, Wang Baoqiang also thought that the big bosses had left, and it was their turn for newcomers to take the lead, who knew that the boss would also have to queue up.

The first echelon left and was replaced by the second echelon, and his third echelon didn't count.

I don't know that it's his turn in the year of the monkey.

Wang Baoqiang put his hands on his thighs, his trousers were almost rubbed with sparks before hesitatingly said: "Brother Xiu, I, I want to borrow some money."

"How much to borrow?"

"fifty thousand."

"What's the card number?"

"what!"

"What is the card number?"

"I'll send it to you on my phone."

Editing the text message and sending the card number, Wang Baoqiang heaved a sigh of relief, the house and car were finally saved for the time being.

The two chatted for a while, Wang Baoqiang said: "Brother Xiu, why don't you ask me why I need to borrow money?"

"I'm not a policeman, so there's no need to ask. If you committed a crime and fled in fear of crime, I don't know, it's okay. If I know, I will become an accomplice."

Wang Baoqiang: "..."

"I didn't break the law, but I need to repay the mortgage on the RV, so I need some cash flow."

Ding Xiu smiled: "You boy, have you paid for your impulse?"

In fact, he more or less guessed something. Ever since A World Without Thieves, there have been no Wang Baoqiang dramas on the market, and there have been no advertisements.

During this period of time, he was living on his laurels.

If he doesn't buy a car or a house, he can live happily for several years with the commercial performance brought by the enthusiasm brought by A World Without Thieves.

But once I bought a car or a house, there was no money left, and there were no new plays, so I had to borrow money to live.

"In the future, I won't spend money randomly after killing me." Wang Baoqiang regretted it very much: "I will save the money for my wife in the future, and I will never use it indiscriminately."

Seeing Ding Xiu hugging left and right, surrounded by beauties, living in a big house, and driving a good car, he was very envious, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to learn how to buy a car and a house.

As a result, the same person does not have the same fate, Ding Xiu spends more and more money, while he spends less and less.

"Brother Xiu, how is Brother Bo?"

"He, he didn't come back until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year in his hometown."

"I mean business."

"Eating the company's subsistence allowances, Lao Qin is about to cry."

Wang Baoqiang grinned, feeling much more balanced now.
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