This actor needs more money

"Is it so big?"

Ding Xiu was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that so many people stood up together. It seemed that the ice was not frozen in a day.

"It's expected." Qin Gang said calmly: "The impact is so great that Zhang Weijian has no time to care about you. After a long time, it will be the same if he still doesn't remember you."

The purpose of diverting the conflict is to help Ding Xiu attract firepower.

He and Zhang Weijian slapped each other before, but due to the pressure from the crew, Zhang Weijian did not break out.

But the little notebook in my heart had already written down Ding Xiu's name, and it was only a matter of time before the filming was over to deal with him.

Now that the little white dragon is attracting firepower, Zhang Weijian is too busy to take care of himself. Things have become more and more sensitive. Even if he wants to find trouble again in the future, he still has to weigh whether he is afraid of detonating another wave.

Ding Xiu's eyes were strange: "Old Qin, the news on the Internet was not written by you, right?"

Qin Gang looked serious: "Brother Xiu, don't talk nonsense, this is none of our business."

"Yes, yes, it's none of your business, I understand."

"Next, if Fatty Wang asks you to testify against Zhang Weijian, just ignore him. We can just sit back and watch."

"clear."

At this sensitive time, Ding Xiu is classified as a second- and fifth-year-old boy, and he may not be able to survive in domestic entertainment in the future.

When Fatty Wang pats his butt and walks away, he will be the one who suffers.

"Brother Xiu, the entertainment industry is not about fighting and killing, it's about the world of people. I know you don't like to deal with the world of people. From now on, leave this kind of thing to me and you can be responsible for the work. Next time if something happens, call me as soon as possible."

After saying so much, it was time for Qin Gang to leave. After walking a few steps, he patted his head and turned around and said:

"I almost forgot about business. I came here this time to inform you that your martial arts performance has passed."

Ding Xiu was confused: "What kind of martial arts performance?"

"Didn't I ask you to record a video of the Spring Festival Gala martial arts performance? The results came out two days ago."

Ding Xiu remembered that this happened. Qin Gang asked him to take a video. He took a set of swords, guns, swords and sticks, as well as fists and kicks.

No news for so long, I thought it was cool.

"I'm going to the Spring Festival Gala? Is it that simple?"

It was so easy, something he didn't expect.

If I had known, I would have filmed it last year.

The popularity of the Spring Festival Gala is much greater than that of movies and TV dramas. More than one billion people across the country watch it. If you go on it, thousands of households will know you the next day.

This time, Ding Xiu didn't mention the money.

On such a big platform, withdrawing money can hurt your feelings.

He is also willing to give money.

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Gang said as if he was looking at a fool: "This is the first level. Next, your performance will have to be reviewed repeatedly by a group of experts. There are two procedures in total, commonly known as the first trial and the second trial."

Ding Xiu: "What is the trial for?"

There are only a few moves in kung fu. With his strength, it is impossible to improve, and there is no need to improve, because no one can do it more perfectly than him.

"You thought you were the only one performing kung fu. There were many people, dozens of them. In the end, only two or three were retained after review."

"The Spring Festival Gala is a safe bet. Not to mention that it's just the first stage now, even if you have passed the second stage, on the day of the Spring Festival Gala, it won't count until you go on stage, because the program may be temporarily adjusted, or the people in front of you will time out, in order to ensure that twelve o'clock If it ends on time, the program team will take down one of the programs."

Over the years of the Spring Festival Gala, the program has been shut down before going on stage not once or twice.

Except for Uncle Benshan, who dares to say that he can go on stage smoothly.

Of course, the cancellation of the show was an accident, and no one wanted it to happen. There is no suggestion that someone deliberately delayed the show on stage so that the people behind would not be able to get on stage.

After all, the last person who dared to do this was no longer found in the entertainment industry.

Completely blocked.

Ding Xiu casually took an orange from the fruit plate, peeled it and put it in his mouth: "My happiness was in vain."

Qin Gang said excitedly: "You can't say that. Anyway, it's a good thing that we took the first step."

"The video you passed this time is the Qi Family Sword Technique. In a few days, you need to go to CCTV to practice for the expert team. I will inform you of the specific time."

"I know." Ding Xiu leaned back on the chair and threw the orange into his mouth. The juice splashed everywhere and it was very sweet.

Eating fruits in winter was considered emperor treatment in the Ming Dynasty.

After what was needed to be explained, Qin Gang left. In the tent, Ding Xiu vaguely heard the voice of Fatty Wang being interviewed by the media outside.

"In filming, injuries are normal. There are no martial arts scenes without injuries. Wang Bozhao made a fuss out of a molehill."

"Director Wang, his ribs are broken and his teeth are knocked out. Is this normal?"

"It's normal. Ask the artists who have been filming martial arts scenes all year round. Who hasn't broken a few ribs? Cheng's class, Hong's class, Yuan's class, Zhen's class, they go to the hospital twice a day, and they have round-the-clock rescue. The car is waiting, what did they say?"

"Director Wang, I think you are changing the concept. You said those were difficult scenes and injuries were unavoidable. But this time Wang Bozhao played a corpse, which was not difficult at all. Should he be so seriously injured?"

"As a professional crew, we all fight for real. Of course, Wei Jian got too involved in the drama and it was really inappropriate for him to lose his strength. I believe he will give everyone an explanation..."

In order to keep the crew project, Fatty Wang dared to tell any lies.

This time, he didn't really speak for Zhang Weijian. On the contrary, he was definitely the one who wanted to kill him the most.

It is no longer possible to change the actors during this period, so we can only reduce the big issue to a small one and calm the turmoil.

Not long after, the tent was opened, and Fatty Wang saw a table of orange peels and the elegant Ding Xiu.

"You are at leisure."

Ding Xiu sat upright: "Director Wang, has filming started?"

"No, I came here to discuss something with you. I plan to hold a press conference tomorrow to explain what happened recently. If this wave is not explained clearly, it will have a great impact on the crew, and maybe the entire project will be ruined. "

"For the sake of the overall situation, I want you to attend the press conference. When the time comes, you will say..."

"Ahem, cough, cough." Ding Xiu coughed and said feebly: "Director Wang, I have a cold recently, I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

Are you kidding? If he went out to help talk at this time, wouldn't he become a traitor?

How can I hang out in the world in the future?

Wang Jin's face gradually turned cold: "If the crew fails, everyone will have nothing to eat. You don't want to have no filming, right?"

Having said it so clearly, Ding Xiu no longer pretended: "Director Wang, I can still tell the difference between not having food for a day and not having food for a lifetime."

"You don't know what's going on with Brother Jian and I. It's good if you don't add insult to injury. This time it's Lao Wang and Brother Jian's matter, so I won't comment."

If he hadn't been afraid that the crew would be really embarrassed if things got serious, he would have gone to meet the media reporters long ago.

It's good to be neutral, but it's ridiculous to expect him to side with Zhang Weijian.

Ding Xiu also knew that saying such words at this time would definitely offend Fatty Wang, and the two of them might not be able to cooperate again in the future.

But he doesn't care.

The most I can do is not film his scenes.

If he really stands up, the mainland will not be able to accommodate him in the future.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Fatty Wang forced a smile: "You have your concerns, I understand."

Now he doesn't dare to push Ding Xiu too hard. If he really makes people anxious, he will turn around and follow the media to deal with the crew, or dig out the old accounts from the past few days, which is another surprise.

One incident is enough to make the crew very anxious. If another thunderstorm comes, who can withstand it?

…

"The actors prepare."

"start!"

In December, the cold wind is like a bone scraper. Before the filming, there were people watching, but now there are no people.

When not working, the staff's hands are in their pockets.

As soon as the actors came off the stage, their assistants brought them down jackets and hot water.

After filming a scene, Ding Xiu came to the tent to warm himself by the fire. Soon Fan Binbin also got in. Seeing that the two of them were about to review the script, Zhao Liying took notice and went to the bathroom.

After more than half a month of fermentation, the matter between Zhang Weijian and Wang Bozhao became more and more intense.

The number of artists boycotting is increasing every day, and media comments are one-sided, mostly condemning.

Unable to withstand the pressure, the boss of Zhang Weijian's agency came out to apologize yesterday, and Zhang Weijian also apologized.

But Lao Wang did not accept the apology and wanted to file a lawsuit.

When things became such a mess, and seeing that they could not be brought to an end, Wang Jin no longer cared about it. Once the door was closed, he continued filming honestly.

The only good news may be that Wang Bozhao agreed to come back and finish filming his part.

Zhang Weijian also said that he would complete the filming of Xiao Yuer and Hua Wuque no matter what.

"Brother Xiu, the latest news is that Sister Hua's next family is very powerful. It requires money, connections and connections. You suffered a big loss if you didn't agree."

After reviewing the script, Fan Binbin started chatting.

When it comes to Wang Jinhua, Ding Xiu has no regrets at all: "No matter how strong the company is, Sister Hua still works part-time, right?"

"You guessed wrong. Sister Hua is not working part-time this time. She is the vice president of the company. She is the third-in-command. She is in charge of artists and has great power."

"Really? What's the name of the company?"

Fan Binbin whispered: "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else. This matter hasn't been made public yet. The next company is called Chengtian Entertainment. It's a new company. The boss has a big background and is not short of money."

The warm breath rushes into the ears, feeling crisp and numb, and the delicate body exudes a faint fragrance.

Ding Xiu glanced sideways. Under the open down jacket was the crew's open-shoulder costume.

There is a gully in the chest.

Bottomless.

"How do you know so clearly? Don't you want to go to Sister Hua's company? Are you a young kid?"

The corners of Fan Binbin's mouth raised, and then he pursed his lips: "What do you mean, don't say it in such a bad way? I didn't follow Sister Hua because the situation did not allow it. This does not affect the relationship between us."

The entertainment industry is like this, if it is beneficial, we will gather together, and if it is not beneficial, we will disperse. As long as she is still valuable, she will have many friends.

Sister Hua has a grudge against Hua Yi, but not her.

The entertainment industry is such a big one, there will always be times when the relationship is so tense, why should we deal with it the same way we dealt with it in the past?

Maybe we'll work together again sometime.

"Absolutely, this business is so realistic." Ding Xiu couldn't help complaining.

It has a bit of a Jianghu flavor.

Fan Binbin rolled his eyes: "You just know."

While the two were talking, someone came from a distance outside the tent.

In order to avoid suspicion, the tent curtains were usually open, but they were lowered after Zhao Liying left just now.

It was Ni Jingyang who came over. He was not wearing a costume, but his own casual clothes.

"Brother Xiu, I'm done, come here and say goodbye to you." Ni Jingyang said as he opened the curtain and put one hand in the pocket of his down jacket.

"Congratulations." Ding Xiu said with a slight smile, "Let's keep in touch in the future."

Ni Jingyang is just a supporting role, and the filming time is destined to be short.

Glancing at Fan Binbin, Ni Jingyang smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Xiu for helping me during this time. If you have time tonight, I'll treat you to a meal."

After saying that, Qi Yi stared at Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu shook his head slowly: "I have a show tonight, I'm sorry, I can only talk about it later when I have a chance."

"Really? I'll invite you next time. I won't disturb you. Bye. I'll call you."

As soon as Ni Jingyang left, Fan Binbin said with a smile: "This beautiful woman invited you to dinner, but she didn't give you any face, that is, she didn't invite me, otherwise I would have gone."

Listening to these strange words, Ding Xiu didn't bother to pay attention to her: "I don't have time."

"Let's finish work at eight o'clock in the evening. We have plenty of time. You can make an appointment at ten o'clock. We can eat and drink at the same time. When we are full, we can find a hotel to stay and talk about our dreams, or we can exercise after meals to digest food."

"It's great to get up early the next day and have a morning workout. After sweating, you can take a shower and then come back to work on the set."

Facing this old driver, Ding Xiu didn't panic at all: "You know it very well."

Fan Binbin blinked and suddenly realized: "You must be embarrassed to see me, no wonder you said to call me."

Ding Xiu: "I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of every opportunity."

This car is a bit on the level, Fan Binbin blushed.

"Sister Zhu Yan finished filming a few days ago. She was so drunk that she leaned on your shoulder. You don't know how happy you are."

Ding Xiu was speechless: "Sister Yan has finished filming, why can't I cry if I'm not happy?"

"Pull it down. I bent down to tie my shoes and saw you taking someone's hand and putting it on your thigh."

Ding Xiu: "..."

If I remember correctly, it seemed that Zhu Yan put her hand on his thigh that day, and he was the one who suffered.

Fan Binbin smiled slyly and said: "If you don't speak, you will acquiesce. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"Ahem, I won't talk to you anymore." Ding Xiu took the phone and looked at the time, and said, "I'll go to CCTV and come back in the evening."

It was time for the scheduled martial arts performance and he had to go there.

"Why are you going to CCTV?"

"For the Spring Festival Gala, let's meet with some experts."

"Awesome, you're already at the Spring Festival Gala. Congratulations. Brother Xiu, please take care of me from now on."

"Then it depends on your performance."

"Okay, at worst, I'll treat you alone when the filming is finished, in the evening."

…

After getting into the car arranged by Qin Gang, Ding Xiu took Zhao Liying to CCTV.

Yangma is indeed a Yangma. It is very impressive, covers a large area, and has many studios.

After spending some time, Ding Xiu arrived at the place, which was a room similar to a classroom. Through the glass, he could see that the martial arts group was being interviewed inside.

The next room is the waiting area, and there are already many people sitting there, including monks, old men, children, and young people.

Ding Xiu entered the door, and many eyes focused on him.

The atmosphere is a bit depressing.

In previous years, there were no celebrities participating in the martial arts performances. This year, there is an extra Ding Xiu, which makes the competition very competitive.

You need good looks, you need popularity, you need martial arts skills, and all of a sudden, everyone's heart was heavy.

Nodding with a smile, Ding Xiu found a place to sit down.

Without turning around, he could feel dozens of eyes staring at the back of his head, like a glow on his back.