This actor needs more money

Although Zhang Weijian's popularity plummeted and he couldn't distract Ding Xiu for the time being, he probably remembered that with the other party's connections and resources, it would also be a big trouble for Ding Xiu.

It is a good thing for Ding Xiu to have Liu Dehua as the middleman to settle this grudge.

There is a big gap between Liu Dehua and Ding Xiu. There won't be much overlap between the two, and they will definitely not be able to help each other if something happens in the future.

That's why Ding Xiu admired him for being a good person.

The two chatted for a few minutes, and then Liu Dehua went to the rehearsal.

The song he sang at the Spring Festival Gala was "Gong Xi Fa Cai". He sang a whole song by himself. He appeared very early and was at the front of the queue.

Thanks to Cheng Long, Ding Xiu also appeared early as a supporting martial artist, ranking ninth.

It was not time for his own rehearsal yet, so Ding Xiu looked at the artists backstage. There were big sisters Han Hong and Naying in the music industry, Shuimu Nianhua who was popular among young people, Yang Chengang, the original singer of Mouse Love Rice, Wanwan singer Cai Yilin, and Hong Kong singer Yong Zu. Son.

This time in the Spring Festival Gala, artists from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and three places were invited to join the show, a rare addition of online singers.

The cross talk and sketch actors are also familiar, there are only a few that have been repeated over and over again, such as Feng Gong, Uncle Benshan, Wei Wei, Gao Xiumin and others.

Apart from these well-known artists, there are still more unknown ones, including members of major acrobatic troupes across the country, Shaolin monks, Peking opera performers, and ethnic minority song and dance troupes.

There were hundreds of people in the entire backstage. What impressed Ding Xiu was the group of more than 20 deaf-mute people. I heard that the show they performed was called Thousand-Hand Guanyin, and I was looking forward to it.

Two hours later, it was Ding Xiu's turn to rehearse.

"Proud and proud laughs at ten thousand waves"

"Hot blood is better than red sunlight"

"Courage is like iron and bone is like fine steel"

"A broad mind and a far-sighted vision"

"Pledge to work hard to become a good man"

"To be a good man, you must improve yourself every day."

Brother Cheng Long, wearing a white Chinese-style fir tree and a red scarf, slowly rose from the lifting platform, singing that men should strive for self-improvement.

It's said to be singing, but actually it's not really singing.

The recording playing on the stereo was louder than his voice.

There are very few real singers in the singing programs of the Spring Festival Gala.

Facing more than one billion viewers and countless overseas Chinese, the Spring Festival Gala does not allow for mistakes. According to Ding Xiu’s understanding, singing programs are basically lip-syncing.

It is also commonly known as lip-syncing.

In the first half of the song, while Cheng Long was singing, the Eighteen Arhats, Shaolin monks, appeared one by one, smeared with glitter all over their bodies, and performed a set of stick formations together, ending with a few punches.

In the second half of the song, it was Ding Xiu’s turn.

He wears a well-tailored white Tang suit, a handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a Qi family knife in his hand, flipping around on the stage, slashing with one knife after another.

People who had finished rehearsing before, or whose turn was still a long time away, were sitting in the audience, all their eyes on Ding Xiu.

The handsome young man was showing off his sword skills behind Cheng Long, stealing the spotlight.

Cheng Long was in his early fifties, and he was not a good-looking person. He was not handsome in any way, and he was not a singer. In addition, because he was lip-syncing, no one paid much attention to his singing.

Just clap politely.

It was different when it was Ding Xiu's turn. There had long been rumors in the circle that he had good kung fu, was very good at fighting, and was handsome and young.

So, how can an old man be as good-looking as a handsome guy?

"good!"

After the song ended, Ding Xiu's knife kick also came to an end. The audience didn't know who started, and there was warm applause.

Thinking that the applause was for him, Cheng Long smiled and waved to the audience.

Naturally, it is impossible to rehearse again and again. After the performance is completed, a bunch of people come on stage, including the director, lighting engineer, and camera.

"Brother, don't go to the side of the stage when you sing. The camera is over here."

"Try not to go further than here. The effect of shooting too far away will not be good."

"The light shines too brightly on people, it should be weaker."

"Ding Xiu, your sword skills need to be slower. You don't have to synchronize with Brother Cheng Long. There is no other problem. Just pay attention to your positioning and don't let Brother Cheng Long block the camera."

"The monks cooperated well, but I saw some people laughing. This shouldn't be done. Considering that you are not professional actors, I can understand it, but please don't laugh on the stage. Monks should be solemn and serious..."

The director was criticizing the monk, and Ding Xiu was sizing up Cheng Long.

He has met several of the brothers from the Yuan family class. Needless to say, Yuan Bing, the martial arts instructor, has worked with them on several dramas.

Yuan Hua also worked with him in A Chinese Ghost Story and Kung Fu.

Yuan Qiu is the housekeeper in Kung Fu, and she met Ding Xiu when she guest-starred in this drama.

But this was the first time he met Cheng Long, the most famous and influential person in the Yuan family class.

There are only two people in China who have entered Hollywood as Chinese, Li Lienjie and Cheng Long.

Cheng Long is older, but the frequency of producing two dramas a year is still shameful to many people. Compared to Li Lienjie, he is simply a model worker.

"Hello, Ding Xiu, right? I've seen your movie and the martial arts are very beautiful." Cheng Long took the initiative to greet Ding Xiu and spoke standard Mandarin.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the older generation of Hong Kong artists speak Mandarin very well.

Ding Xiu shook hands and smiled: "No, there is still a lot to learn."

"Young people are humble. Your style is unique and very personal. I have used your videos to teach family classes before, and none of them could learn from it."

The Lost Martial Arts was shown in Xiangjiang, and he used the video of that movie. Unfortunately, few people in the family class can play it.

There is no way, Ding Xiu's martial arts are full of performance emotions. Every look and every smile is full of meaning, and it is not just a simple martial arts.

At Ding Xiu's level, martial arts has developed a unique style, with a different temperament and different martial arts skills. Others will always come up short when imitating him.

I feel "not as good-looking as him."

Ding Xiu nodded with a smile: "It's all taught well by the martial arts instructor."

Having been in this industry for several years, he has gone with the flow and learned a lot of scene talk.

When faced with compliments, who knows whether they are sincere or polite. Moreover, compliments cannot be eaten as food. If you take it seriously, you will lose.

Cheng Long smiled helplessly and pointed his finger at Ding Xiu: "You really don't look like a young man. Are you interested in joining my family class?"

"Thank you for your love, brother. My current boss treats me very well and I have no thoughts of changing jobs for the time being."

Ding Xiu refused.

Cheng Long's cards are indeed wide-ranging. It goes without saying. After all, he worked his way to Hollywood. He has a lot of connections and resources, and he is the capital. He either invests in his movies himself or gets a share of the box office. There is no shortage of investors. Good script.

Although Zhou Xingchi is the absolute leading actor in his films, he does not overshadow his supporting roles. It can be seen from his works over the years that every movie has several supporting roles that are very bright.

Cheng Long is different.

Apart from him, there are very few memorable characters in Cheng Long's plays. All the actors in the crew revolve around him and exist for him.

This is not as good as Huang Jiaban from Huang Jinbao.

At least Fatty Huang is known for his love of supporting his disciples and grandchildren, and he is even willing to play a supporting role for his disciples and grandchildren.

Looking at the pair of junior brothers, there are no celebrities in Cheng Long's family class except Cheng Long.

Huang Jinbao's Huang family class has many graduates, including Zeng Zhiwei, Lin Zhengying, Yuan Biao, Yuan Hua, Zhong Fa, Zhou Zhaolong, Wu Ma, Qian Jiale...

After so many years, many of these people have become independent.

Looking at Cheng Long's Cheng family class, there have been a lot of changes in people, and there are not many famous ones. They are all doing martial arts work, acting as a stand-in, being a martial arts instructor, making props, etc., basically all behind the scenes.

The most important thing is that it is dangerous. Cheng Long himself has to go to the hospital while filming, let alone his "brothers."

It's two stories high, without wires. If you want to jump, you have to jump, still with your back on the ground.

Jumping out of cars, crashing into windows, leaping over buildings, and various difficult actions are commonplace. Every time a scene is filmed, the crew has two ambulances and several medical staff with them at any time.

They risk their lives every day, and the insurance companies blacklist them.

Ding Xiu is living a happy life now, and it was only when he went crazy that he passed away.

"Whenever you have an idea, you can come to me." Just saying this, Cheng Long didn't think Ding Xiu could follow him.

The corner of Ding Xiu's mouth twitched. Sure enough, he knew it was just a polite word.

In the following time, Ding Xiu rehearsed on the stage several times, and each time he was met with thunderous applause.

The entertainment industry is so big, and artists are busy with work. They are either filming or acting commercially all year round. In their spare time, they are at home with their wives and children. To be honest, even though Ding Xiu is already a second-tier actor, some people in the industry still know him on this stage today.

During the rehearsal, Cheng Long took the time to look back at Ding Xiu's martial arts, and then he understood why there was so much applause from the audience.

His face was burning.

Fortunately, he thought that because he sang well, his colleagues in the audience gave him face.

After the rehearsal, Ding Xiu sat down to rest. He was worried that there would be other arrangements later, so he was in no hurry to leave.

Zhao Liying helped take the water glass Ding Xiu drank from and looked around excitedly.

"Brother Xiu, Liu Dehua, Cheng Long, and Han Hong."

"I saw it." Ding Xiu replied lazily.

"Today's trip is not in vain. You can watch the Spring Festival Gala and listen to the concert for free in advance." Touching the chair under her butt with both hands, Zhao Liying squinted her eyes and said with satisfaction: "It's still the front row."

Following Ding Xiu, she has seen a lot of the world, including many well-known celebrities.

But this is the first time I have seen such a big scene like today.

Many people are her idols, idols of their parents' generation. They grew up watching their movies and listening to their songs.

Liu Dehua, who is in his forties, is just like in the movie. He does not look old at all. He is very handsome, charming, and courteous. He even smiled at her when they met before.

Cheng Long, who is a few years older than Liu Dehua, is older. He has obvious nasolabial folds and crow's feet. He has heavier bags under his eyes. At first glance, he has an irregular schedule and is not in good health.

Han Hong is a bit fat, but her singing voice is very good and she is full of aura.

If conditions didn't allow it, she would have wanted to rush up to her and ask for autographs and photos.

Back in the village, she was able to play for a whole year, making her classmates jealous to death.

"Brother Xiu, Shuimunianhua." Suddenly, Zhao Liying pulled Latin Xiu's arm excitedly.

"I'm not blind."

"Shui Mu Nian Hua, I've been listening to their songs since I was in junior high school. Li Jian was still there at that time, but now it seems like they have been replaced."

While the two were chatting, singing was already starting on the stage, and they were singing the famous song "I Will Have You in My Life" by Mizuki Cheng.

"Because I dreamed of you leaving"

"I woke up crying"

…

"How many people have loved you"

"Your face when you were young"

"Do you know who is willing to endure the years?"

"Ruthless change"

…

“How many people have been in your life?”

"Come and return"

"Knowing that I have you in my life"

"I'll be with you all the time"

"When everything seems ordinary"

"Is there a kind of persistence that still remains in my heart?"

Like a little fan girl, Zhao Liying was listening to the song, waving her hands and beating time, showing an expression of enjoyment.

Ding Xiu clasped his hands on his chest and suddenly said: "You don't have to go to work during the Spring Festival this year. I'll give you a holiday. Buy a ticket and go home early."

"Thank you, boss. The boss is so handsome." Zhao Liying became even more excited and wished she could knock him on the spot.

For ordinary people, the New Year and the holidays are days for relaxation, family fun, and for artists they are the busiest days for work.

As a life assistant, as long as Ding Xiu is still working, she will work with him.

She was originally prepared not to be able to go home to celebrate the New Year this year, but she didn't expect that Ding Xiu suddenly gave her a holiday.

Ding Xiu, who was crossing his legs, said calmly: "While I'm in a good mood, tell me, what New Year gift do you want?"

Zhao Liying smiled shyly: "This is not good."

"That's what you said."

"No, I take back what I just said." Zhao Liying tilted her head and thought for a while. It seemed that she didn't need anything. She had no shortage of daily necessities, but they were too expensive to carry. "If possible, can you buy me a down jacket?"

Ding Xiu's eyes widened: "That's it?"

"How about you buy me a car?"

"If you want to eat shit, do you want me to burn it for you?"

Zhao Liying laid her hands on the round table, propped up her chin, and blinked her big eyes: "After much thought, a down jacket is the most suitable. It's in season."

Since becoming Ding Xiu's assistant, the most difficult part has been the first two months. It's not that I don't know how to book a flight, how to go online, how to book a hotel, and how to use the elevator.

But he was too poor to buy clothes.

Ding Xiu is a big star, and she often goes to high-end places. Her daily contacts are either bosses or celebrities. She is a rural girl, dressed in shabby clothes, and is often looked at strangely, which makes her very uncomfortable.

At that time, she prayed every day that Ding Xiu would not act in commercials, so that she would not have to follow him to high-end hotels and various banquets.

In addition, I hope winter can come later.

As a migrant worker, she can wear short-sleeved T-shirts worth 99 yuan, canvas shoes worth 20 yuan, and cheap jeans in the summer. These things are cheap and casual, and many people wear them the same way.

But not in winter. It’s too cold and wearing a T-shirt is obviously inappropriate. At this time, the gap between the rich and the poor emerges.

The rich wear down jackets, and the poor wear cotton-padded clothes. Some cotton-padded clothes can’t even be worn, so they can only wear a few more underwear.

Once upon a time, her dream was to buy a down jacket, although this dream has come true this winter.

Ding Xiu didn't think much about it. It was just a down jacket. The benefits were affordable, so he immediately said: "What are your measurements? I'll note the size."

Zhao Liying leaned to the side warily: "Boss, 160, S code is fine."

"That doesn't work. The size is wrong and it doesn't fit. It's either big or small."

"No need. Let me know when you want to buy it. I will follow you and try it on on the spot. The effect will be the same."

"Who are you looking down on? Do I need to go to the mall to buy clothes? I'm all custom-made. No, what are you thinking? Who do you think I am?"

"Boss, I just know you too well."

Ding Xiu: "..."

"Xiao Zhao, our relationship has faded."

PS: I can finally see the comments. I miss you so much. Brothers, I am back again.