This actor needs more money

"Then you might as well be the director yourself." Wang Baoqiang, an outspoken man, said after hearing what Wu Jing said.

It is difficult for an actor to have a say in the crew. Unless you are a first-line actor or above, you are just a part-timer.

The director doesn't care about you and the investors don't care about you either.

Casting, scripting, filming, and framing, which one is your turn?

If you say a few more words, the director will scold you. If you just mind your own business, you will be so frustrated that you won't be able to say even a single word.

So if Wu Jing wants to have a say, he can only be the director or the largest investor. Otherwise, who will listen to him?

"Bao Qiang is right." Ding Xiu said, "If you are so unwilling, then just direct it yourself."

Wu Jing hesitated for a few seconds, then smiled bitterly: "I have no directing experience. I don't understand many things, so I can't shoot it."

Ding Xiu chuckled and said, "You're being modest, you don't know what a director is like these days. If I wasn't not interested, I could be one myself."

A good actor is sometimes half a director, this is true at all.

After having been filming for a long time, he has become familiar with all aspects of the crew. Take Ding Xiu for example, he knows a little bit about lighting, photography, makeup, and props. If he is willing to put in the effort to study, he will not say that he can completely do it, but at least understand the specific work process. question.

The life of a director is indeed not easy, but there are different types of directors.

It’s difficult for Zhang Yimou to take care of everything.

But for ordinary directors, the threshold is actually not that high, because many things can be left to the people below.

All you need to do is come up with a story and a general direction. The rest of the filming is done by the camera, the crew has an assistant director, the martial arts director has a martial arts director, and the script has a screenwriter.

Huang Bodao: "This is true. After I have been in the industry for a long time, I will always encounter certain scenes and feel that the director is not as good as me."

"Take a crew I joined last year as an example. The director didn't know anything, he couldn't even simple storyboarding, and he didn't know what a script was. He looked at me and made me want to curse. At that time, I thought, it's better than me Up."

"I've met this kind of director before." Wang Baoqiang said enthusiastically: "After a few days of playing videography, I decided to switch careers. In the end, I didn't understand anything. He didn't care about the actors' performance. He just passed every step. It's too bad."

"The most unlucky thing was that I was tricked by the assistant director. I was quoted 888 for a broken prop sword and 450 for a hat. I dared to quote several thousand for the crew's vehicle and fuel costs. In the end, the crew was disbanded less than a month after its establishment. Oh, and the director is completely compensated."

This is the disadvantage of changing careers easily. You don’t understand anything, and you are deceived to the point where your own father can’t even recognize him.

If you have been an actor before, this kind of thing will never happen, because you have been in the industry for a long time and everyone is more or less familiar with these things.

Even if you don’t understand, you can ask your peers for advice.

A prop sword is eight hundred and eighty-eight, and Zhang Yimou has to call him daddy when he comes.

Eighteen or eighty dollars for this thing is too expensive.

Of course, this kind of crew only deceives directors who don't understand, or they specifically deceive the fathers of investors. Coal bosses are stupid and have a lot of money, and some want to invest in projects when they see them.

Their requirements are not high, they just want to chat with the actresses on the set and have a meal.

Some people on the street go to clubs specifically to find women to be actors, rent a few machines, and buy a crappy script to fool the coal boss.

Every day, the money for gas, lunch boxes, stage management, group performances, and overtime pay all doubled, and the assistant director's pockets were full.

"Forget it, forget it, I don't have money, I can't do it." Wu Jing waved his hands unmoved, but the trouble on his face disappeared and turned into a smile, as if he had made some decision.

Seeing him like this, Ding Xiu knew that his heart was moved, and maybe he was already thinking about a script.

The current film and television industry is doing very well and the future is bright. To be honest, if it wasn't too tiring, Ding Xiu would have wanted to be a director himself.

After drinking for more than two hours, several people arrived and were ready to go home.

At the door of the bar, Ding Xiu saw Wu Jing taking out his car keys and said, "Stop driving when you're drinking. Call a driver."

"I'm not stupid. How many detectors and traffic policemen are there along the way?" Wu Jing took out his mobile phone and made a call, asking someone to drive.

It's just that he has the car key in his hand, and he has to wait for someone to come before he can hand it over, otherwise he will definitely leave with Ding Xiu and the others.

After Ding Xiu and others left, the bar security came out and asked Wu Jing's car to move because it was blocking the road and other cars could not pass.

Wu Jing spread his hands: "Brother, I've been drinking, why don't you drive away."

"Handsome guy, please don't make things difficult for me. How dare I drive your car? I can't afford to pay for it if it's scratched. You'd better move it yourself. Just move it and take a few steps forward."

With a salary of 1,800 yuan a month, how could the security guard dare to drive Wu Jing's car worth 60,000 to 700,000 yuan? Besides, he couldn't drive and didn't have a driver's license.

"Okay, I'll drive away."

Wu Jing had no choice but to take out the car keys, get in the car, turn on the ignition, start the car, and drove a few meters ahead. He was almost dead when two traffic policemen came over.

"Hello, turn off the engine and get out of the car."

"Cooperate and take an alcohol test."

"Comrade, I called for a driver. The security guard asked me to move the car, so I only moved five meters."

"So you're drinking?"

"I drank, but I didn't want to drive. The security guard asked me to move."

"You were driving under the influence even half the time."

"I called for a driver. If you don't believe me, look at my call history."

"ID card, driver's license..."

The screening time of "Black Fist" starts at twelve o'clock in the evening. Wu Jing originally wanted to guard it for a while, but he went directly to the detention center that night.

It also alarmed media reporters.

So, he was given a 1,500-word review, 12 points were deducted, and a fine of 800 was imposed on him.

When Ding Xiu saw Wu Jing the next afternoon, he was riding a women's bicycle.

"This car is good, environmentally friendly, safe, and there are no traffic jams."

"Don't bury me. I didn't sleep well all night yesterday. I had to deal with media reporters in the morning. All bad things happened to me."

"If I hadn't agreed to book a treat for you, I wouldn't have wanted to go out today."

When people are unlucky, they choke their teeth when drinking cold water. Because of the box office incident, they were originally in a bad mood, but ended up going out and driving drunk, attracting reporters.

While he was still sleeping in the afternoon, Ding Xiu called and reminded him of the reservation. Only then did he remember that he had promised to invite everyone to watch the movie.

Because the road was not far away, I came here on the bicycle of my aunt who was cooking at home.

Ding Xiu laughed: "You are indeed unlucky. Park the car and enter. Baoqiang and the others are already here."

There was no need to lock the broken bicycle. Wu Jing parked directly against the wall on the side of the road and followed Ding Xiu into the cinema.

The reason for the reservation was that they were the only ones sitting in the front row chatting and eating sunflower seeds.

After the movie started, several people shut up.

The story told by Black Boxing is very simple. Gao Gang, the national martial arts champion, joins a Peking Opera troupe and comes to Hong Kong Island for a short-term performance.

Because of his excellent skills, he was valued by the underground boxing company and invited him to fight. At first he was unwilling, and his sister also persuaded his brother not to fight.

Gao Gang likes a girl named Xiao Tian in the group, and Xiao Tian also likes him. When they were eating hot pot together, they got unhappy because of the checkout issue. Xiao Tian therefore persuaded Gao Gang to play in a boxing match, saying that he could make a lot of money.

In order to make Xiaotian happy and live a good life, Gao Gang went to Gao Gang and won one game after another... Finally, he wanted to stop, but the company refused, and captured his sister and asked him to finish the last game.

The finale was perfect. The hero won the game, rescued his sister, and sat under the stars with his girlfriend Xiaoda and told each other about their past.

After watching the more than 80-minute movie, Wu Jing said: "Brothers, please don't be stingy. Give me some advice so that I can have room to grow in the future. The movie is already like this, so I'm not afraid of what you guys say."

"The story is too cliche." Ding Xiu was the first to speak: "It made me want to doze off. The total box office on Hong Kong Island was more than 600,000 yuan for no reason."

It's a miracle that such a clichéd story is still being filmed, and it has a box office of more than 600,000 yuan.

Huang Bo did not speak as ruthlessly as Ding Xiu, but said seriously: "There is nothing to say about the martial arts movements, they are very realistic, the actors performed well, and the rhythm is very steady, but there is a problem with the logic."

"The hero's mother was sick and needed money. He didn't even go to the boxing match because he went to have hot pot with his girlfriend. It doesn't make sense."

"I like the martial arts in this drama very much." Wang Baoqiang said, waving his fists: "The punches hit the flesh, the movements are smooth, there are many difficult moves, and there is a lot of hard work behind the scenes."

Holding his hands on his chest, Wu Jing responded to their opinions: "Martial arts took me a lot of effort. It was winter when we filmed. My shirt was wet after filming every day, and I suffered countless injuries, including my face and legs. , hands, waist, all injured."

"In order to be realistic, many of the actions we did were real fights and forced on. What makes me most satisfied with this drama is the martial arts, so I think Bao Qiang's vision is very good."

"As for Brother Xiu and Brother Bo's opinions, I can't help it, because the version you are watching now is different from the version released on Hong Kong Island."

"This version is 87 minutes long, while the Hong Kong version is 106 minutes long. There are some differences in the plot. For example, the male protagonist Gao Gang does not have a sister."

"Xiao Tian and Gao Gang don't really love each other. Xiao Tian has always been a member of the company. She deliberately let Gao Gang play in the game. In addition, she also cuckolded the male protagonist."

"The people in the company wanted the male protagonist to fake the match, so they threatened Oda's life. In order to save Oda, the male protagonist deliberately broke his leg during the match."

"In the hospital, Xiaotian asked the male protagonist what he liked about himself. The male protagonist confessed his true feelings and revealed his heart. Xiaotian, who couldn't stand his conscience, jumped off the building and committed suicide."

"The angry male protagonist ran to the company for revenge, and finally died at the gunpoint of the policeman..."

Wu Jing told this story with great melancholy. Some of the encounters between Xiaotian and the male protagonist were actually based on his own experiences.

Due to scale reasons, a lot of things were deleted from the mainland version, and a sick old mother and sister were reappeared, all in order to pass the review.

The Hong Kong version is the essence.

However, it is useless to say all this now. Before the cuts were made, the box office in Hong Kong was only over 600,000. Now that so much has been cut, the story line is not complete. As Huang Bo said, there is a problem with the logic.

As you can imagine, the box office here in the mainland is not much higher.

Anyway, this wave is going to hit hard.

"Damn it, you didn't tell me if there was something uncut." Ding Xiu stood up and said, "Do you have any resources? Let's take a look."

Wu Jing rolled his eyes: "Where can I get resources?"

Wang Baoqiang raised his hand: "I should have it."

Half an hour later, several people at Ding Xiu's house watched helplessly as Wang Baoqiang took out a CD.

Wu Jing's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

It was all like this, and there were still people who pirated CDs. He didn't know whether to be happy or cry.

"Ouch!"

"Is this unabridged? It really didn't disappoint me. The fighting was bloody enough."

"Good guy, no wonder the box office is not high. The heroine was manipulated into being like this. I got angry when I saw it."

"Is it so dark? It's a bit pessimistic. After reading it, I felt so depressed."

"The theme is not good. Apart from being sad, the martial arts is the highlight, and nothing else is good."

The uncut version is much darker than Wu Jing said, astringent, bloody, and overall quite depressing. The male protagonist has always been passive, being arranged and designed by others.

In order to save his girlfriend, he cut off his leg, which hurt even when he looked at it.

The results are all in vain.

Regarding the female protagonist, there are a lot of scenes, including scenes of being taken advantage of, but none of them can be taken by a man.

The finale was also pitiful, with the protagonist getting hit by peanuts and falling into a pool of blood.

Ding Xiu made a pot of tea, poured himself a cup, crossed his legs and said, "Comedies are very popular these days. You can learn from Ning Hao. Ordinary martial arts won't work anymore. It's tiring and painful, and the audience doesn't like watching it." .”

"Most of the people who enter the cinema are young people. If you only take care of the emotions of male viewers, a large number of female viewers will be lost. Comedies are different, where both men and women, old and young, are killed."

Picking up the glass on the table, Wu Jing refilled a glass for himself and at the same time filled it for Huang Bo and Wang Baoqiang.

"Brother Xiu, if you say that, I have a different opinion. It's not that the audience doesn't like martial arts movies, it's just that they don't like unsightly martial arts movies."

"I admit that I made a mistake this time. The tone is indeed a bit darker. I won't do that next time."

Ding Xiu sneered: "Next time, when do you want it next time?"

"Next year." Wu Jing said seriously: "I went back and thought about what you said last night. It makes sense. I want to be a director and direct a film myself. I will prepare it in the second half of this year and release it next year."

"Don't you have no money?"

"Yeah, I don't, but you do!"

"Cough cough cough!" Ding Xiu choked on his tea and said speechlessly: "You have made a good calculation. It costs money or your life. It's up to you to decide."

Not many people can get money from him.

He was always the one asking for money.

"Brother Xiu, don't you think you've met someone else? Don't worry, most of this drama is mine. You only need to support me for three to five million."

Ding Xiu put down the tea cup: "We've finished watching the movie. Everyone should go to bed early. I'm a little tired too."

Three to five million, thanks to Wu Jingjing's words, wouldn't this cost him his life?

The newly-finished "Shanghai" is his highest-paid film since his career, only over 2 million yuan.

The ones he shot in the past ranged from tens to two hundred thousand to as high as 1.8 million. Wu Jing could tell his annual income in just one mouthful. This was more painful than cutting him with a knife.

"Brother Xiu, three million, three million is enough, right?"

"Don't push me, two and a half million, hey, hey, why did you do it?"

"Baoqiang, Baoqiang, don't run away. Brother Bo, do you have money?"