This actor needs more money

No matter which film festival it is, it is rare for a film to win the best actor, actress, supporting actor, and director at the same time.

You have to take care of everything by yourself, while others are still having fun.

Kung Fu is as strong as Chow Sing-chi's. It swept the Academy Awards and won many awards. It even won the Best Supporting Actor in Bao Yuan Hua, but it didn't win the Best Director or Best Actor.

Is it really because of the lack of strength?

not necessarily.

Apart from personal grievances, it is the consensus of the jury that one drama cannot win all the trophies.

Just like in a table tennis match, if you don't beat your opponent 11 to 0, the Grand Slam will be meaningless. People will not play with you in the future.

This time, House of Flying Daggers was shortlisted for so many awards at the same time. To be honest, Qin Gang felt embarrassed.

Liu Dehua, Ding Xiu, Zhang Ziyi, Zhang Yimou, at least half of these four people must fail to be in line with the purpose of the Hundred Flowers Award.

Being the least famous Ding Xiu is dangerous.

To balance out the others, the judges may kick him out.

"Hey, Brother Xiu, I've been shortlisted for the Hundred Flowers Award for Best Supporting Actor."

After thinking for a few seconds, Qin Gang called Ding Xiu to inform him of the good news.

Although it is very likely that I will not win the award, it is not bad to be shortlisted. It is somewhat of an improvement.

On the balcony of the villa, Ding Xiu was eating and drinking red wine and answering the phone: "Send me the time and place, and I'll ask Yang Siwei to arrange the schedule. Well, that's it. I'll get the award and have a company dinner later."

Opposite me, Qin Lan propped up his chin, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Brother Xiu, congratulations, you have been shortlisted for the Hundred Flowers Award. Is the next step to win the award?"

"It's still far away, there's no chance of a shadow." Ding Xiu put down his mobile phone and poured wine for Qin Lan: "That's right, I come back to change the contract this time, and I can make more money in the future. This is real. Well, how do you want to change it?"

"I'll listen to you."

"Then I'll add 10% to the share and give you another 10% of the shares."

"Ah, so many." Qin Lan's eyes widened.

She expected to receive 10% of the share, but to give 10% of the shares was unexpected.

With the company's current income, 10% of the shares would not amount to much money every year, at most several hundred thousand, which would not be as much as what she would receive from a few more advertising endorsements.

But it’s only now, and I can’t say for sure what the future will be like.

Qin Chao Entertainment is getting better and better year by year. Now it is hundreds of thousands, and in a few years it may be several million. Even if she stops filming in the future, as long as the company does not go bankrupt, she can rely on the company to support her retirement and have a stable life. Great guarantee.

The most important thing is that with the shares, she is no longer a simple company artist, but a partner, and she is suddenly out of the position of a wage earner.

"Ten percent is given to you personally by me." Ding Xiu said calmly: "A woman can't be in a movie for a lifetime. She is used to spending a lot of money. She may not be able to adapt to ordinary life in the future. It is better to have a source of income."

Xiaolan was moved: "Why are you so nice to me?"

Ding Xiu laughed dryly: "Isn't this what it should be?"

Qin Gang is right, there must be an end between Qin Lan and Gao Yuanyuan. One of them likes family and the other likes career. He can only do what they like.

It's just a joke to come here on 135 and go there on 246.

He's not that kind of person.

After giving away 10% of the shares, Ding Xiu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed and less guilty.

In the early morning, the sun shines in from the balcony.

Ding Xiu, who was on the big bed, opened his eyes and looked at the beauty next to him. He wanted to give himself a big mouth.

"If you have time, let's talk to Yuanyuan and see if the one-three-five and two-four-six plans are feasible."

…

After the shortlist was announced, the Hundred Flowers Awards officially began within a few days.

The location is Yinchuan.

In the entertainment industry, a large number of people have embarked on the journey. Reporters, media, entertainers, and actors all rushed into this city.

Even before reaching the red carpet, the fight for beauty at the airport began.

It was a cold spring day, and actresses were walking out of the airport wearing sleeveless long skirts, tube top skirts, and high-end brand clothing. The cameras of the media and reporters around them couldn't stop taking pictures.

"Brother Xiu, aren't they cold?" Zhao Liying, who was still wearing a down jacket, frequently turned her head to look back at the actress behind her.

Ding Xiu, who was wearing a fisherman's hat and a mask covering most of his face, put his hands in his pockets: "How do I know this? I'll ask Qin Lan for you later."

Zhao Liying smiled and said: "Ha, there's no need for that."

Qin Lan, the first sister of the company, did not have any works shortlisted, but she has a sponsor brand endorsement, so she can walk on the red carpet, and she is also one of the guests at this event.

Generally, there are four types of people participating in film festivals: shortlisted actors, sponsors and brand spokespersons, media reporters, and special guests.

Needless to say about the first three, special guests refer to artists with a certain status in the entertainment industry, or actors who have appeared in movies but were not selected as finalists.

It doesn’t mean you don’t have to come if you’re not shortlisted.

Everyone does this. In the future, the audience at the award ceremony may be those shortlisted actors.

When you win an award, people won't come. It's so embarrassing, and the film festival loses its meaning.

When they arrived at the hotel, the room was tidied up. Ding Xiu came out after taking a shower. On the bed were the suits and watches he wanted to wear tonight.

All sponsored by sponsors.

This time there is no need to rent it. Instead, the sponsor will pay for it and you can just display the watch when you go on the red carpet.

With the money he made in this round, Ding Xiu could only do business for half a month.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was not beautiful and light rain was falling. The reporters and media around the red carpet were either holding umbrellas or wearing raincoats.

The artists are not that good, and they are all getting wet in the rain.

In public places, Ding Xiu and Qin Lan did not show much intimacy after meeting, and they were each busy with their own affairs.

After signing in, the sharp-eyed Ding Xiu saw a figure in a business car on the opposite road and strode over.

"Long time no see, you're here too."

"Come here and join in the fun, there are no shortlisted works."

Fan Binbin wanted to close the door after getting in the car, but when Ding Xiu came over, she asked her assistant to wait.

"How about you come up and sit down?" Seeing Ding Xiu soaking in the rain, Fan Binbin invited him.

"That's so embarrassing." As he said this, Ding Xiuren had already gotten in, and then turned to Zhao Liying and said, "Find a place to play by yourself. Call me when it's my turn to appear."

Fan Binbin's mouth twitched: "Brother Xiu, I have to change clothes later."

It's raining today, and if you wear a muddy dress, it will get dirty in a short time. She is wearing jeans, a shirt and a jacket at the moment, and plans to change it when she goes out.

Ding Xiu sighed: "It's gone. The feelings have gone away. Binbin, are you treating me like an outsider?"

The corners of Fan Binbin's mouth gradually turned up: "I don't care, as long as you are not afraid. By the way, there are seven or eight media taking pictures around my car. If I am photographed changing into a dress and getting out of the car with you, I will not be responsible for the official announcement."

Ding Xiu chuckled: "That's true. Do you think I am the kind of irresponsible person?"

"Brother Xiu, I feel relieved with your words."

"Keep your heart in your stomach."

The business car is very spacious, the seats have massage functions, the seats can be folded down to become a bed, there is a refrigerator, and there is a table in the middle.

Ding Xiu was not polite at all. He opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of Coke: "Can you drink ice?"

Fan Binbin blinked: "I can't do it these days, but it's not impossible to grit my teeth and persevere."

Ding Xiu shuddered: "It's better not to insist."

Looking at Ding Xiu, who was wearing a straight suit and a small middle parting, Fan Binbin smiled and said, "You are very likely to win the award this time."

"I'd like to lend you some good advice." Ding Xiu said casually.

"Don't believe it, this year's Best Actor and Actor are both very strong. Liu Dehua and Zhang Ziyi may not win the award. Director Zhang is also a bit hung up. They are all shortlisted but not given a single award. The judges will not do such an offending thing. thing."

"You are also the highlight of this drama. Maybe in order to make Director Zhang's face look better, I might award you the Best Supporting Actor."

In this year's shortlist, there are more literary and artistic films, and commercial films do not have an advantage. Although House of Flying Daggers did well at the box office, it does not have a good reputation in China and may not be able to beat it.

Among the best actor candidates, the candidates are all Jiang Wen, Zhang Guoli, and Wang Xueqi. They are either movie kings or national first-class actors. The works they brought this time are all quite good.

It is difficult for Liu Dehua to compete with them.

In particular, Andy Lau's performance in House of Flying Daggers this time was not very good, so overall, the chances of accompanying him are very high.

Zhang Ziyi's side is not optimistic either. Their opponents are equally tough. Zhao Wei, Xu Huan, and Tao Hong are all not easy to use.

Of course, Ding Xiu's competition for Best Supporting Actor is also not small, but the pressure is much smaller than that of Best Actor and Actor.

In addition, considering that House of Flying Daggers was shortlisted for so many awards, it would be a bit of a shame not to receive the last award. The judges would not let them go away empty-handed.

Ding Xiu frowned, with a sullen face, and sneered: "So I might be able to take advantage. This is a good relationship."

It's really not nice to say that someone picked you up before it even started. Fan Binbin said hurriedly: "That's not what I meant. You are still very strong and your martial arts scenes are very good."

Ding Xiu said playfully: "So I'm not good at literature and opera?"

Fan Binbin rolled his eyes. She could see that he was playing a trick on her: "Awesome, all of them are awesome. He also performed well in several sex scenes."

"That's the truth. I don't dare to say anything else. I only have one thing for sex scenes and kissing scenes."

"So rich experience? I admire you."

"You're welcome, let's talk if we have a chance."

"OK."

In the back row, Assistant Fan Binbin sighed as he listened to the two people's quarrels. He could only close his eyes and pretend to sleep, and secretly stared at Ding Xiu with half-closed eyes from time to time.

He was indeed handsome, and she wanted to tease him.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? After all, what are you unbuttoning?"

"I'm changing into a dress. Didn't you tell me before that you would be in charge of the official announcement?"

"Tell me, are you serious? Open the door, I want to get out of the car."

Ding Xiu just said that he couldn't finish his homework, so how could he have time to do extracurricular homework?

After changing clothes, the two of them went down together. He was photographed by the media and couldn't even wash himself off after he jumped into the Yellow River.

It doesn't matter if he really did his extracurricular homework, the media will report it, he admits, if he has to take the blame for not doing anything, isn't it like being taken advantage of?

After jumping out of the car, Ding Xiu ran into the drizzle and came to the red carpet to wait. Seeing this, Zhao Liying ran over a few steps holding an umbrella, stood on tiptoes, and raised her hand to hold an umbrella for him.

"Brother Xiu, why are you here before?"

"If you don't come here, you won't be able to get through." Zhao Liying is short and has trouble holding an umbrella for herself. Ding Xiu simply holds it himself: "How long will it take to get to me?"

Zhao Liying leaned closer to Ding Xiu to prevent the rain from getting to her: "Hurry, there are four or five people ahead."

Ding Xiu took out his mobile phone and gave it to her to keep: "The party is a bit long, you can move around freely and come pick me up at about the same time."

"Understood. There is a cafe in front. I'll go there."

After waiting for a few minutes, the host called Ding Xiu's name, straightened his collar, buttoned his suit, and Ding Xiu strode onto the red carpet with one hand in his pocket.

In an instant, the flashing lights on both sides of the red carpet almost blinded him.

I almost burst into tears, but I still had to smile, wave and show my watch to advertise the brand.

"Ding Xiu, look here!"

"So handsome!"

"Smile."

"Brother Xiu, strike a pose!"

No wonder many people like to walk on the red carpet and be surrounded by hundreds of media to take pictures. It feels great to have all the stars supporting me and the world to be centered around me.

"Great" only lasted for one minute. Ding Xiu came to the signature wall and signed his name in traditional Chinese as usual. Just as he was about to leave, the host stopped him and asked him a few questions.

After answering the questions, he was allowed to leave. In the meantime, he was inevitably photographed by the media.

Just as Ding Xiu was lamenting the host's hospitality, the next unknown artist came over, but the host ignored him.

After signing his name, he entered the venue. Before entering, he met several senior artists to say hello. Ding Xiu exchanged a few pleasantries and wasted some time. Just as he was about to enter the venue, he saw the most beautiful Fan Binbin wearing a high-end brand of a certain big brand. Order a dress for the red carpet.

Silver high-heeled shoes, a strapless low-cut white dress with a very long hem, making her look very eye-catching.

With her hair hanging around her waist, big earrings, flaming red lips, jewelry on her wrists and neck, and a Chanel bag in her hand, her style is no worse than that of an A-list actress.

With her hands on her hips and her chin held high, Fan Binbin faced the media reporters with a smile, looking like a queen.

"Beautiful, right?"

"good."

Someone spoke to him in his ear, and Ding Xiu replied subconsciously. His waist hurt, and he turned around to see that it was Qin Lan.

For the same high-end clothing brand, Qin Lan's is much inferior to Fan Binbin's, and the jewelry is not as gorgeous.

It's not that she can't afford it. In this kind of situation, even if she can't afford it, she can still afford to rent it. She doesn't want to cause trouble.

It is almost the consensus in the circle that which celebrity should use what grade of clothing. You, an unknown little actor, are dressed in millions of dollars. You are so high-profile. What do the artists who are being pushed out think?

Qin Lan couldn't do this kind of thing, offending someone for no reason just for a red carpet.

Fan Binbin is so high-profile today because of his strength. From last spring to now, five dramas have been aired in a year, which is outrageous. He even won the Best Actress Award. In addition, Huayi is now promoting female artists. Can't you think of it? Not even high-profile.

"It's almost worse than you." Ding Xiu immediately added.

Qin Lan rolled his eyes: "Really? Tell me, what's the difference? I can't tell you how to look good."

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that Fan Binbin's appearance was one of the best in the entertainment industry, and she couldn't compare to it.

Ding Xiu listened and whispered a few words in her ear. Qin Lan blushed and stepped on Ding Xiu calmly with her high heels.

"Go back and wait for me."