This actor needs more money

"The scene will be more exciting in a while."

Ding Xiu smiled and said this to his uncle.

The uncle didn't know what it meant, so he just smiled.

As the wheel on the pulley continued to rotate, the wooden board under Ding Xiu's butt slowly fell, and stopped after falling about ten meters.

After hanging in the air for a few minutes, the assistant director upstairs shouted: "Brother Xiu, it's almost time. You'll be here soon. Are you ready?"

Ding Xiu made an OK gesture to the person above.

Taking a deep breath, Ding Xiu entered working mode. His current appearance was reflected on the glass surface close at hand.

His hair is neither long nor short, with sweat on his temples. His face is slightly dark, and his eyebrows are slightly thick. He has the temperament of a migrant worker.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Enter!"

After the scene was laid out, Ding Xiu and his co-workers slid down to the designated shooting floor. Before Ding Xiu started working, the co-worker's uncle's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

At this moment, a man and a woman were playing poker in the room.

The woman yelled and resisted desperately, but the man showed no mercy and hit all the bombs in one hand.

"Fuck you!"

The uncle couldn't help but curse.

No wonder Ding Xiu said exciting, that’s what he meant.

"Is this filming?" The uncle said in his heart. At this time, he was envious.

No wonder they all love being a star, who doesn’t love this?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The uncle's teasing did not make Ding Xiu panic. He could only see him gritting his teeth, clenching his fists and hitting the tempered glass, and a string of curse words came out of his mouth.

"My grandson, Cao, please let her go."

"Click!"

"Pass!"

"Change the plane."

In the room, Fan Binbin's stand-in straightened his clothes and stood up, then stood aside obediently.

Fan Binbin, wearing exactly the same clothes, returned to his seat, brewing emotions. The cameraman's lens shone in front of her.

Next, Fan Binbin showed everyone what acting is.

Pingguo, who had given up hope and was half-pushing, crying so hard, suddenly saw her boyfriend working outside, his face turned pale, and he pushed the man away with all his strength.

"Fuck, what are you looking at? I've never seen it before." Lin Dong, played by Liang Jiahui, lifted up his pants, pointed at the people outside and cursed: "If I break it, I'll make you apologize..."

Outside, the heartbroken An Kun was still banging on the glass, so excited that he wanted to kill Lin Dong.

Seeing Ding Xiu's appearance, the co-worker understood it very well.

Who wouldn't be angry when seeing his girlfriend being bullied?

Especially my girlfriend is Fan Binbin.

Not to mention Ding Xiu, the uncle himself wanted to knock on the glass and run inside to beat up Liang Jiahui.

The next room was the director's studio. Li Yu sat in front of the monitor, watching Ding Xiu's performance, and said, "Not bad, very good. This is the effect we want."

"People with cuckolds don't care too much about what they say, especially minotaurs. Swearing a few dirty words is very suitable for An Kun's mood at this time."

What Li Yu didn't know was that the idea of ​​swearing was not Ding Xiu's idea, but Liang Jiahui's idea.

After his advice, Ding Xiu and Fan Binbin agreed that it would be better to curse.

This is the scene just now.

After filming a scene for more than half an hour, Ding Xiu returned to the rooftop.

After coming up, the co-worker uncle smoked a cigarette. Ding Xiu smiled and said, "It's your first time filming, how do you feel?"

"It feels good, great. How much money can you make in a day?"

"This thing is not calculated according to heaven. Actors have different roles and different roles, and the price is different. For me, a movie costs hundreds of thousands."

Ding Xiu didn't tell the specific number for fear of scaring the uncle. Three hundred thousand is hundreds of thousands, and ninety-nine thousand is hundreds of thousands. The gap is huge.

"So tall." The uncle was still surprised and said: "No wonder young people nowadays want to be stars."

Ding Xiu smiled and said, "Do you want to be one?"

"Think about it, no fool would think about it. Being a star would bring glory and make a lot of money. My salary in one day is more than what I earn in a month."

As he spoke, the uncle's face was full of envy.

"Then if you have a daughter in the future, would you like her to be a star?"

The uncle smiled coquettishly and said after a few seconds: "Girls, it would be good to become a teacher or a civil servant."

He could clearly see how the substitute inside was treated just now.

If this were his daughter, he would be willing to kill her.

Girls don't fit into this circle.

Ding Xiu smiled and said: "Civil servants are indeed good, and the best thing is stability."

After taking off his equipment, Ding Xiu took the elevator downstairs and went straight to the director's studio.

Beside the window, Liang Jiahui was smoking, and Fan Binbin was wearing a coat and watching the replay in front of the monitor.

After saying hello to Liang Jiahui, Ding Xiu approached the monitor.

Seeing this, Fan Binbin made room for him.

Director Li Yu praised the two of them, and after confirming that NG was not needed, Ding Xiu lost interest and came to Liang Jiahui.

"Brother Jiahui, don't you want to watch the replay?"

"Don't look at it, I know it in my heart."

"You acted very well, without any trace of acting at all."

"I can't compare to you young people just to make a living. I don't even have the guts to let me hang outside the building now."

Ding Xiu sat down and said with a smile: "Courage in the entertainment industry is worthless."

Liang Jiahui smiled meaningfully and said, "Then what do you think is valuable?"

Ding Xiu said: "Handsome, beautiful, and good at acting."

"Be a good person before doing anything, I think, as long as you don't break the law, it's fine." Liang Jiahui said seriously: "Filming is just for making a living. Whoever is more capable than the other can't prove anything, and it's not a big deal."

Ding Xiu admired him: "Incisive."

I have long heard that in Hong Kong Island, many artists regard acting as a career and a means of making a living. When there is a role, they film. When there is no role, they work as a barber, set up a stall, or open a rental. These are all very common things.

Liang Jiahui said: "Why do we have to compete with each other? I have been in the industry longer than you, so it is normal for me to perform better than you. In the future, when you reach my age, you will definitely be better than me."

Everyone has their own temper. Ding Xiu admitted that among the artists he has met, Liang Jiahui is very low-key and easy to get along with.

The two of them had met before in Cheng Long's myth, but they were not familiar with them.

The real familiarity is with this Apple.

Normally, when he has nothing to do, Liang Jiahui will chat with everyone about housing prices in Hong Kong Island and family affairs. When he has nothing to do, he can also chat with the staff for a long time, asking about food prices, children, etc.

As long as he is not filming, his temperament rarely makes people think that he is an actor.

More like an ordinary uncle.

After chatting with Liang Jiahui for a while, Ding Xiu went to change clothes after being urged by the staff.

He also had a passionate scene today, in which An Kun and Ping Guo were playing poker in the bathroom. The scale there was much more intense than here. Yesterday, the director had enlightened the two of them so that they should not have any psychological burden.

When asked if he wanted a substitute, Ding Xiu also firmly stated that using a substitute would be an insult to him and question his professionalism.

More than an hour later, the rental house.

The staff were busy setting up the scenery, while Ding Xiu and Fan Binbin were sitting in the small living room waiting.

I saw Fan Binbin taking out a roll of transparent tape for decoration and jokingly said: "Brother Xiu, do you need it?"

Ding Xiu was puzzled: "The director didn't say to use tape?"

Fan Binbin put the tape into his hand and said with a mysterious smile: "Take it, maybe, no, it will definitely come in use. You will know when the time comes."