This actor needs more money

"Hello brother Xiu."

"Hello brother Xiu."

"Hello brother Xiu."

Ding Xiu went to get his lunch box and passed by the extras. Dozens of people greeted him, but he didn't recognize them and just nodded with a smile.

When he thought it was because he was famous, he vaguely remembered when he saw some faces. These people were all extras from Beijing Film Studio.

Under Wang Baoqiang's years of exaggeration, Ding Xiu, the beauty of Beijing Film Studio, has many legends.

The story of one person subduing a dozen gangsters with one knife has now evolved into a machete chasing dozens of people, with the knife falling in one hand and blood flowing like a river.

Of course, the most legendary thing is that he walked all the way from an extra to Zhang Jizhong's crew and into the crew of A Chinese Ghost Story.

This is what everyone admires.

Everyone is eager to become the next Ding Xiu.

Seeing this scene, all the leading actors also looked sideways.

If it weren't for the extras wearing ancient costumes, including monks, Taoist priests and nuns, people who didn't know better would have thought they were filming Young and Dangerous.

After getting the lunch box, Ding Xiu looked around and saw an empty mazza beside him, so he sat on it without saying anything.

Three minutes later, Gao Yuanyuan came over quickly with a lunch box: "The crew does not provide seats. The actors have to bring their own. You are someone else's."

Ding Xiu looked unconcerned: "It's okay. I'll give it up when the rightful master comes."

Gao Yuanyuan winked desperately: "I have been standing there for a while."

Ding Xiu turned his head and looked behind him. He saw a 1.8 meter bald man standing a few meters away holding a box of lunch.

The more I looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.

Being stared at by him, the big man seemed a little shy, deliberately lowering his head to eat, and then looked up secretly.

"Isn't this Teacher Xu?" Ding Xiu finally remembered who it was, Xu Jingjiang. He had watched many of his films.

I have always admired him.

Once upon a time, Ding Xiu had a dream. He didn't want to be famous in this life. If he could become an actor like Xu Jingjiang, his life in this world would not be in vain.

"Teacher Xu, I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your position."

"It's okay, it's okay, just sit down."

"No way, you are a senior, you sit down. Besides, this is not my seat. I only sit down when there is no one around."

After returning the ponytail to Xu Jingjiang, Ding Xiu squatted next to him and said while eating, "Teacher Xu, I like your play very much."

"Thank you for your love."

Ding Xiu asked curiously: "What role did you play in this play?"

"Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun."

Ding Xiu had never read the novel and had no idea what the character of the Golden Retriever Lion King was. But judging from Xu Jingjiang’s bare head, he couldn’t be related to the Golden Retriever Lion King.

Touching the top of his head, Xu Jingjiang said softly: "My performance is at night, and I will wear a long golden hair hood, like a lion."

"You are so domineering, are you playing a villain?"

"That's right. Xie Xun kills innocent people indiscriminately and is not a good person. What about you, what role do you play?"

Until now, he didn't know what Ding Xiu did. Judging from his appearance, he must be an actor on the crew.

Judging from the attitude of the extras, Ding Xiu seems to be a big shot.

But he had an impression of most of the starring actors in the crew, but there was no one like him.

"The Song Qingshu I played was a small supporting role and didn't play much."

Xu Jingjiang: "..."

He has read the original novel and the previous version of the TV series, and knows what kind of role Song Qingshu is. He is indeed a small supporting role.

But Ding Xiu doesn't look like someone playing a supporting role.

The extras greeted each other as if they were meeting a big brother from the martial arts world.

Male leads don't get this treatment.

This reminded him of the days when he was filming movies in Hong Kong Island. Sometimes the most powerful people on the crew were often the inconspicuous supporting actors.

Maybe he is the big brother of a certain club.

"Ahem." Seeing that the two were still chatting, Gao Yuanyuan coughed and said to Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, I have something to ask you. Can you come over here?"

"Teacher Xu, I'm sorry, let's talk again when we have the chance."

Taking Ding Xiu aside, Gao Yuanyuan whispered: "You have taken someone else's seat, how can you still chat so casually?"

"What's the point? Teacher Xu is very easy to get along with. He is my idol."

Although the conversation didn't last long, Ding Xiu didn't know much about Xu Jingjiang. He just thought that the man was a bit shy, not at all the same as the rough guy in the movie, and his conversation was very polite.

"Do you know this again?" Gao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes.

I don't know Su Youpeng from Little Tigers, nor does Jia Jingwen, but I do know the supporting actor Xu Jingjiang. I have to say that Ding Xiu is really a weirdo.

"Watch more Hong Kong movies and you will recognize them."

"Nasty, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Teacher Xu is not what you see on the screen."

"He comes from a family of doctors and is a close disciple of Guan Shanyue, the master of traditional Chinese painting. He is very good at painting."

Normal people will be confused by his appearance when they see Xu Jingjiang's image or watch his movies, but as long as they have been exposed to him a few times, they will know that the contrast is huge.

Xu Jingjiang usually doesn't talk much and has a bit of social phobia. When he has nothing to do, he would draw sunsets and landscapes on small cardboards.

Ding Xiu smacked his lips: "It's not an artist. How did you know?"

"It's online, go check it out yourself." Gao Yuanyuan handed Ding Xiu the braised pork in the lunch box and said, "I'll call it a night and practice martial arts with me."

"a piece of cake."

…

In the afternoon, filming for Ding Xiu’s scene started, with Guangming Ding facing off against Zhang Wuji.

"Zeng Aniu, if you are not a member of the Ming Cult, you can leave and go down the mountain to heal yourself. The six sects only kill evildoers of the Demon Cult and have nothing to do with you."

"A real man is anxious for others to put him in trouble, so he will die. Thank you Brother Song for your kindness. I will definitely live and die with the Ming Cult."

Even though he was seriously injured, he still pretended to be so. Ding Xiu raised the corner of his mouth and showed an evil smile: "I'm sure you will say this. Wudang intends to let you live, but you persist in it. It hinders the overall situation. Song Qingshu can only offend."

Behind the monitor, seeing Ding Xiu's villainous face, Lai Shuiqing wanted to hit him.

"If you can, kill me first." In front of Zhang Wuji, the beautiful girl Xiao Zhao protected him.

"Don't worry, he can't kill me."

"Master Zhang, you are seriously injured."

"Xiao Zhao, you stood up to protect me, why did you treat me so well?"

"Because you protected me and treated me well when I was in the Holy Land of Mingjiao."

"One you and one Zhuer, that's enough..."

Who the hell is the screenwriter? Ding Xiu is a little impatient even with his sword in hand. He is still talking about love at the critical moment of life and death. If he were really Song Qingshu, he would have rushed to end the lives of this couple.

After finally waiting for Su Youpeng to finish his lines, his feet were numb.

"For sister Zhiruo, I will never let you go..."

"Stuck, pass!"

Without NG, Ding Xiu had to pass.

Change the angle, put on a new outfit and continue shooting the second and third time.

In the evening, as the sun set, the crew finished work. Ding Xiu came out of the dressing room, and Gao Yuanyuan was waiting for him early.