This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 49 Happy New Year
Qin Lan couldn't help but praised, "Brother Xiu, you're so handsome."

Although Qin Gang didn't want to admit it, he had to say that Ding Xiu's LSP was really suitable for ancient costumes, not only in appearance, but also in temperament.

Ordinary people wear ancient costumes, no matter how beautiful they are, they are more or less disharmonious. For example, Qin Lan can still see the shadow of modern people in her.

Ding Xiu is different. Wearing ancient costumes, he looks like an ancient person. There is no trace of modern people in his eyes, movements, and gestures.

"It smells like Ning Caichen."

Ding Xiu thought for a second: "Is it Ning Caichen from the Japanese ghost?"

Qin Lan: "..."

Qin Gang: "..."

"I'm sorry, I take back what I just said, you're still a hooligan in ancient clothes."

"You still understand me." Ding Xiu looked at himself in the full-length mirror. With this appearance, if he called a girl in a brothel in Daming, the bustard would give him a [-]% discount.

Qin Gang was tired and couldn't bear to watch: "Don't be poor, hurry up and shoot."

In the next two hours, Qin Lan finally realized how cheap a face can be for an actor.

Ding Xiu is not just an ancient costume, he can also control a suit. His hair is combed forward like a student, and behind him is a rich man and a domineering president.

Especially when you put your hands in your trouser pockets, you are very melancholy if you don't smile, and your face is full of stories.

When he laughed, the scumbag among the scumbags had written on his face how many rooms he had opened and how many people he had slept with.

Being able to control ancient costumes and modern costumes at the same time means that Ding Xiu has a wide range of acting skills. This kind of person has a better chance of making his way in the entertainment circle in the future than most people.

Sometimes, being handsome can really be eaten.

After taking the photo, Qin Gang drove back to the company and took out a piece of paper from the car to Ding Xiu.

"Tomorrow, two newspapers will interview you, at ten o'clock in the morning and two o'clock in the afternoon. Here are the outline and answers. You should memorize them when you go back."

Ding Xiu couldn't believe it: "Am I so hot now?"

The Swordsman was only aired yesterday, and two newspapers came to interview today, Qin Lan couldn't help but be envious.

"Brother Xiu, congratulations, you're going to be hot."

"Thinking too much." Qin Gang gave the two of them a basin of cold water without turning his head: "I hired him with money, and the smile is very hot, so I won't rub it for nothing."

"Tomorrow's interview will not be reported until at least next week. At that time, there will be a small column of reports. You don't know how many people will see it, but anyway, it's better than no one sees it."

It turned out to be Tuo, Ding Xiu pouted, folded the paper in half and put it in his pocket casually.

In the evening, Qin Chao entertained.

The employees are off work, and the lights in the office are still on.

Qin Gang took out a large stack of photos from the file bag, which were taken in the afternoon, and the photo studio worked overtime to develop them, and they just sent them over. Time was tight, and only Ding Xiu took them for the time being.

One by one was placed on the table, Qin Gang looked at it carefully, and then started to make resumes.

Name, gender, educational background, date of birth, work, specialty, hobbies...

In the column of works, not only the swordsman and the dead martial arts, but also the works that were specially contracted in the Beijing Film Studio before, giving people a feeling of rich life experience.

My hobbies are about reading classical literature.

There are many specialties, such as knives, guns, swords, sticks, fists, horseback riding, and archery.

Finally, there are photos. Here Qin Gang puts a few ancient costumes of different styles, including swordsmen and scholars.

Check it again, make sure it is correct, put the resume into the leather portfolio, and then the second resume.

The front is the same, but the hobbies have changed to watching movies and magazines, and the photos are photos of suits and casual clothes.

After putting photos one by one into the file bag, Qin Gang made more than a dozen resumes.

……

In the next few days, Ding Xiu was either busy interviewing or meeting different directors with Qin Gang.

Swordsman is still on the air, and only Wang Baoqiang watches TV at home.

The reason why Ding Xiu didn't watch it was because he knew that he didn't have much role to play in the future. Fuwei Escort's extermination of the door was just an introduction, in order to draw out the Five Sacred Sword Sect and the Sun Moon God Sect.

From the fourth episode, the camera has shifted to the protagonist Linghu Chong, and Lin Pingzhi's role in the scene has gradually decreased.

It was not until the later stage that this character slowly entered the audience's attention again.

On this day, the sky was snowing heavily with goose feathers, Ding Xiu came to the yard with a bottle of Moutai, and drank it while wielding a knife.

The TV in the room was on, playing Fei Yuqing's songs.

After the knife dance is over, the wine is drunk, and the song is over, people will be three points drunk.

Not long after, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Wang Baoqiang walked in with his head full of wind and snow.

Even the military overcoat and thunder cap couldn't keep out the cold, and his face was flushed with cold.

Closing the door behind his back, he rubbed his hands, took a few breaths and quickly put it back in his pocket.

"Brother, do you still practice martial arts in such a cold day?"

"I'm used to it." Ding Xiu put away his knife and said to him, "Qin Lan isn't in the company, you came back so early today?"

Wang Baoqiang is also a boring guy, he goes to the company whenever he has time, Ding Xiu didn't know why at first, until he saw this guy in the company following Qin Lan's buttocks and rushing to do work every day.

"She's gone home for the New Year." Wang Baoqiang wanted to say this in a calm tone, but he couldn't hold back anymore, and said with a puckered mouth, "Brother, I'm broken in love."

Ding Xiu laughed out loud, feeling inappropriate, and said seriously, "Did you confess?"

"I don't know if it counts."

"Then what did she say?"

"She said I was a nice guy."

Ding Xiu patted Wang Baoqiang's shoulder and comforted him, "It's good to stop thinking about it, but Qin Lan has a serious career, you can't grasp it."

A beautiful woman marries an ordinary rural guy, that's a plot in a TV series, not to mention Wang Baoqiang is not handsome.

If you want money but don't have money, you want to have no face, and your education level is still low, what can you use to impress others.

A beauty like Qin Lan has a lot of people chasing her, so it's her turn to be Bao Qiang. Among the many licking dogs, she might not even be ranked in the top [-].

With a wry smile, Wang Baoqiang said: "Actually, I should have discovered that when I chat with her, she always likes to mention your name and listen to your stories."

Ding Xiu, who was about to go into the house, paused: "Is that so, I'll try her water some other day."

Wang Baoqiang was at a loss, and was stunned in place, feeling sad for a moment.

In the room, it happened that Fei Yuqing's plum cut was heard.

"Snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is rustling"

"Heaven and earth, one piece, boundless~"

"Let's see what she means. Is she deliberately trying to catch you as a hooker?"

After Ding Xiu finished speaking angrily, there was no sound behind him, and he turned around and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Wiping his eyes, Wang Baoqiang said: "It's okay, the wind and snow blinded my eyes."

"Brother, I appreciate the kindness, you'd better not go, I'll do my own business, and I won't bother you."

"Okay, call me if you need something. By the way, are you going home today?"

The Chinese New Year will be the day after tomorrow, and this is the day when countless North Drifters return to their nests. During this time of year, no matter how busy the workers are outside, they have to go home for reunion.

"Well, the ticket for the afternoon, brother, when are you going back?"

Ding Xiu raised his head and shook his head: "My home is too far away, and there is no one at home, so I won't go back."

His home was hundreds of years ago, and there was no return ticket.

Wang Baoqiang said: "Then I wish you a happy new year!"

"Happy New Year!"

PS: The transitional chapter is finished, and the next one is a new plot. Guess what the main character’s New Year’s drama is.

　A friend's book, friends who like history can read it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)