This actor needs more money

The two came out of the toilet cursing, and when they returned to the set, they found that the atmosphere was not right, it was a bit too serious.

It's not the same cheerful and relaxed mood as before.

Ding Xiu's eyes flickered to the back of a man with hands behind his back, and he understood that emotion was coming from a big beard.

On the set, the director is in charge of the actors, and the producer is in charge of the director. Zhang Jizhong is the producer who coordinates the overall situation. He does not need to stay on the set every day. He only needs to come over occasionally to check on the progress, adjust the division of labor among various departments, and solve the problems that the director cannot solve.

If the crew is compared to a company, he is the chairman, responsible for holding meetings, attracting investment, and setting the general direction. The director is the general manager, responsible for executing the plan.

Now that the chairman personally goes to the front line to guide the work, can the actors on the crew not be nervous?

"Lao Zhang is here." Yuan Bing stepped forward to pass the cigarette and greeted him skillfully, as if he knew Zhang Jizhong was coming.

After taking the cigarette, Zhang Jizhong said: "The camera will be turned on soon. Come and participate in the startup ceremony and take a look at the training results of the actors."

"What are the test results?"

"Isn't Shao Bin here?"

Instead of telling the result, Zhang Jizhong asked about the male lead Shao Bin.

Yuan Bing said: "I'll call and ask if there might be something delayed."

"Shao Bin, the producer has arrived at the scene and asked why you didn't come. Are you feeling unwell? Okay, I understand. Come here quickly."

In addition to participating in two days of martial arts training, Shao Bin has been staying in the hotel, not coming for various reasons, and even going to script reading only once every three to five.

On the other side of the phone, Shao Bin hurriedly got up and got dressed. He dared to challenge Yuan Bing and Huang Jianzhong, but he did not dare to challenge Zhang Jizhong.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Bing and Zhang Jizhong looked at each other and said nothing.

The two of them sang the double act just to force Shao Bin to join the cast, and one-third of the film's salary was paid. Unless the crew fell out, they would not change the male lead easily.

After a while, when Shao Bin arrived, the two of them started playing bad and the other bad, and they beat each other a little bit to let Shao Bin know the seriousness of the matter.

"Huh."

Seeing that there was an old man with silver hair and a white beard on the set, Ding Xiu couldn't help but take a few more glances. After so many days on the set, he was sure there was no such person. He should have come with Zhang Jizhong.

As if aware of his gaze, the old man with a white beard turned to look over.

A pair of eyes are bright, sharp and piercing.

At first glance, the old man seemed to be in his sixties, but he was not as energetic as an old man in his sixties. He was more energetic than the thirty-year-old Shao Bin.

His frame is relatively large, his arms are slightly long, and his big hands are rough.

With this spirit and these hands, Ding Xiu could tell at a glance that this was a practitioner.

"Director Yuan, who is this old man?"

Yuan Bing smiled and said: "It's no wonder that you are still a martial arts practitioner. I don't even know you."

Both are martial arts practitioners, and he is more than ten years younger than Yu Chenghui, but in front of Yu Chenghui, he has to call him Yu Lao, which shows how high Yu Chenghui's status is in the world.

This Yu Lao not only recognized Chenghui's status in the world, but also recognized his strength.

Everyone is a warrior, but Yuan Bing can no longer remember how many years he has not fought with anyone, crossed the horse stance, and bypassed the stakes. Since entering the film and television industry, his kung fu has long been lost.

Yu Chenghui is different. His kung fu has never stopped. He became a swordsman champion in his twenties. Later he played in competitions, worked as a coach, studied swordsmanship, and even created his own two-handed swordsmanship, defeating many masters.

Known as the Sword Master.

Ding Xiu cupped his fists and raised his hands: "Hello, my name is Ding Xiu. I am also a martial arts practitioner. I would like to compete with you."

Zhang Dabeard was dumbfounded and Yuan Bing couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect that Ding Xiu was still a martial arts idiot and wanted to fight with Yu Chenghui.

"Mr. Yu, this guy is just a fool, and he speaks a bit bluntly. Don't mind."

"It's okay, young man."

Yu Chenghui looked at Ding Xiu and saw that his hands had no calluses, his strength was not strong, and his body was not strong, so he thought it was an ordinary martial arts skill from the crew.

He has seen many such people. After practicing martial arts for a few days, he would find someone to attack him. In the 1980s, when he was filming in Hong Kong, many such people came to him to learn from each other.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, but few people who have heard of his name don't want to take action.

Yu Chenghui handed over his hand: "We will have the opportunity to communicate together some other time."

"Okay." Ding Xiu agreed.

Experts really have to choose a time to compete with each other, and do it when they meet, or in front of so many people, that is just monkeying.

…

Ten minutes later, Shao Bin hurried over, and Zhang Jizhong asked everyone to perform sword skills to see the effectiveness of the training.

During this time, Ding Xiu also found out that Yu Chenghui was an actor from Swordsman, and he played the role of Feng Qingyang, a master of the Huashan School. He didn't have many roles, only two, and they were purely guest appearances.

Xu Qing, Miao Yi, Chen Lifeng... After performing one by one, they were able to show off their swordsmanship in a decent way. It only took more than ten days. It was considered good to be able to reach this level.

It's just for filming, not fighting, that's pretty much it.

But when it was Ding Xiu's turn, his style of painting changed.

The swordsmanship was fierce, and the air was filled with the sound of the sword cutting through the air. The precision of the coordination of the hands, waist, and legs was not at the same level as Xu Qing's and others' pretentiousness.

The cleaning aunts were impressed.

Yu Chenghui asked Zhang Jizhong: "What is this young man's background?"

He was asking about the teacher's background.

"I don't know either, but I've seen him boxing, and he has real skills."

"I know." Yuan Bing interrupted: "He is from the Yungui Mountains. He has learned martial arts from his master since he was a child. He is good at swords, spears, swords and sticks. According to him, his master and his junior brothers are all dead, and he is the only one left in this discipline."

Zhang Jizhong's eyelids twitched: "What era is it? How come there are still martial arts sects that have been exterminated? There is no need to distinguish between life and death in a martial arts competition."

Yu Chenghui shook his head: "In the early years, some villagers in remote areas fought for water, fighting for life and death. At first, they fought with weapons, and later they changed to single fights."

"Yes, we had them somewhere a few years ago, but they were just fighting for territory. They were very cruel and resulted in either death or injury."

Yuan Bing is talking about the red stick PK between societies.

"So this kid is still a tough guy." Zhang Jizhong said, stroking his chin beard.

Yuan Bing chuckled: "A bit reckless, I won't be harsh, I am quite law-abiding."

While several people were talking, Ding Xiu's swordsmanship performance had finished. Only Shao Bin was still unmoved. Zhang Jizhong urged: "Shao Bin, it's your turn."

Holding the sword, Shao Bin gritted his teeth and demonstrated the skills taught by Wu Xing. The first few moves were okay, but the latter became slower and slower. It took several seconds to think about each move. His stance was also sloppy, and his arms were limp and had no strength at all. .

Zhang Jizhong frowned: "You are not good at this, Yuan Bing, how did you teach me?"

"Shao Bin was in poor health after joining the group and didn't have much time to practice..."

"In that case, you have to turn on your phone, and you can't even do such a simple action?"

"Yes, we will practice more in the next few days, and it will definitely not affect the shooting."