This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 38 Take Advantage

Xu Haofeng asked everyone to stop working first, and sat and smoked in the director's booth. He smoked half a pack, and no one bothered him.

He is weighing gains and losses.

The crew didn't start up for a long time, so if you really want to change it, there are not many things that need to be changed, and the hard part is later.

For example, the villa annihilation case was originally just a one-shot, just put a picture on the TV, but according to Ding Xiu's idea, it needs to be filmed as a real scene.

Renting a villa and hiring actors is another expense.

There are also the salaries of the staff, the extension of the rental period of the shooting equipment, and the cost of post-production...

This film is a small budget. As a new director, there is no investor to invest in him. The current funds are all provided by himself, and all relatives and friends have borrowed them.

To put it bluntly, there is no money.

But when he thought of Ding Xiu's suggestion, he was moved again.

In the freezing weather, Xu Haofeng put a pile of cigarette butts under his feet, and when everyone couldn't take it anymore, he got up.

"Work is over today, and Ding Xiu will come to my room later."

Everyone knew that this was going to be changed, otherwise they wouldn't call it a day, and wouldn't let Ding Xiu go to his room.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Gao Yuanyuan received a new notice that the shooting date had changed, and the scene shot on the first day had to be reshot.

To be honest, she wasn't too frustrated, and she was a little bit secretly happy. Ding Xiu wouldn't be able to lure her if the filming was done again, right?
An hour later, on set.

Behind the monitor, Xu Haofeng's eyes were red, he didn't sleep all night last night, he kept changing the script, ran home again this morning to raise money, and hurried back after finishing it.

"Junior brother, your vision is really good, this woman is very moist."

Gao Yuanyuan was held in Ding Xiu's arms, and her thick eyelashes blinked where the camera couldn't capture.

I have the heart to want to die.

Still didn't escape the line.

"I kill you!"

"Clang clang clang!"

"Junior Brother, would you believe me if Senior Brother said he didn't touch this woman?"

"Card, pass!"

Xu Haofeng is very satisfied with Ding Xiu's performance. More precisely, this scene is a reshoot, and the only thing that needs to be changed is a line.

As for the woman who the hero said didn't move, whether her life or her body didn't move, it's up to the audience to judge for themselves.

A week later.

"Congratulations to Gao Yuanyuan for finalizing."

"Thank you director, thank you everyone."

In the evening, the production crew set up a wrap-up banquet for Gao Yuanyuan. Four people came, Xu Haofeng, Ding Xiu, Wang Baoqiang, and Gao Yuanyuan.

On the table, Xu Haofeng said: "I'm too shy to put on a big scene, so I can only do this. I'll make it up for you when the movie becomes popular."

It's not that he doesn't want to invite the whole group to dinner, it's because he has a lot of energy and doesn't have enough money.

Now he can't wait to break one penny into two cents. In order to save money, he himself ends up playing a trick.

"That's good, I'm sorry for the crowd," Gao Yuanyuan said with a smile.

Ding Xiu drank the beer in the glass in one gulp, and refilled another glass: "Director Xu, you must hold on, don't go to the roadside stall to have a wrap-up banquet when I am here."

"Hahaha, then I can't, I'll give you three dishes and one soup."

Picking up the orange juice cup, Gao Yuanyuan said, "Thank you for taking care of me during this time, I would like to offer you a toast."

"Director Xu, you deleted so many of my plays, I have to make up for the next one. The salary is easy to talk about, and I will give you a discount."

"sure."

In the lost martial arts version 2.0, the scene where the heroine is spoiled by the hero is gone, and some other scenes have been deleted, and Gao Yuanyuan's sense of existence has been greatly reduced.

"Ding Xiu, if you have time in the future, bring Baoqiang to our school to play with me and treat you to dinner."

"If you agree to introduce some girlfriends to me, I will consider it."

"Wonderful thinking, my girlfriends are all good girls, I can't let you harm them, keep strong, stay away from him in the future, it's easy to be led astray."

"My brother is a good man."

"If he is a good man, there will be no villains in the world."

After hurting Ding Xiu, Gao Yuanyuan smiled happily. After getting in touch these days, she felt that Ding Xiu was still very easy to get along with.

He is handsome, strong in martial arts, free and easy, not twitchy at all, and very charismatic.

In addition to smiling like a scumbag, the color is obvious.

However, this doesn't seem to be a shortcoming. A man who is not lustful is at least much better than a man who is a gentleman on the surface but has a dirty heart.

She had heard from Wang Baoqiang that Ding Xiu had always paid the rent for the house they rented, as well as their daily expenses. He was very generous and took good care of him.

Whoever becomes brother with him and loves relatives and friends must be a blessing in eight lifetimes.

While several people were chatting and laughing, the finale banquet was eaten happily, halfway through, Xu Haofeng insisted on fighting wine with Ding Xiu, his face flushed after a few bottles, and he began to talk more.

"Being a director is too tiring, and it's not at all what I imagined. The budget alone broke me down."

"My relatives and friends were afraid of being borrowed money from me, and they cut off contact one by one. Hiccup, I sold the courtyard house at home and raised half a million...but I don't regret it."

"Being a director for the first time, thank you all for your tolerance. If it weren't for you, I might not be able to persevere, and I might have given up halfway."

"In short, I am very glad to meet you group of dedicated actors, and I would like to offer you a toast."

Picking up the wine bottle, Xu Haofeng poured it into his mouth with a gurgling gulp, and gulped down the bottle in the blink of an eye. Gao Yuanyuan kindly reminded: "Director Xu, drink less, you have to start work tomorrow."

Under the table, Ding Xiu lightly touched her thigh with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't try to persuade him, he's under a lot of pressure, let him vent."

Xu Haofeng's condition has deteriorated a lot since the dead Wulin was turned on. The young guy has gray hair all over.

I continue to smoke two packs a day, and staying up late to work is commonplace. If things go on like this, it’s no wonder that I don’t have any psychological problems.

Gao Yuanyuan stretched out her small hand and pinched Ding Xiu's thigh forcefully, gritted her teeth and said, "Speak carefully, why are you touching my leg?"

Ding Xiu: "I..."

God is sorry, he really just wanted to remind, nothing else.

How could such a normal move be taken advantage of by LSP in the eyes of Gao Yuanyuan?

Could it be that his character is really that bad?

"I'm not taking advantage."

"Then why don't you touch my hand?"

"That's what you said."

"You are dead, just wait for me."

Wang Baoqiang didn't disturb Ding Xiu and Gao Yuanyuan's flirting, but comforted Xu Haofeng.

"Director Xu, if you don't buy the old ones, you won't get the new ones. Experts say that housing prices are going to drop. When you make money in the future, you can buy as many courtyard houses as you want."

"You're right, isn't it five million yuan? I'm sure I'll earn it back in the future, and I'll earn another five million yuan. If I can't do it in a year, it will be ten years. At that time, I will buy ten courtyard houses."

"Director Xu, you're so ambitious." Ding Xiu retracted his hand covered with nail marks, raised his glass and said, "I'll toast you."

Gao Yuanyuan lowered her head and drank the orange juice, ignoring Ding Xiu's nonsense. She herself studied economics and knew the market more or less.

Ten years later, it is impossible to buy ten sets of courtyard houses for five million yuan.

Some courtyard houses in good locations cost almost one price a month.

If the five million yuan in ten years' time can only buy back the original yard, Xu Haofeng might collapse.

(End of this chapter)