This actor needs more money

"Brother Xiu, can you still read?"

When Wang Baoqiang came back from get off work, he was surprised to see Ding Xiu sitting cross-legged on the bed and reading a book.

In my impression, Ding Xiu doesn't look like someone who can read.

However, he felt relieved after seeing that it was Ben Swordsman. He read martial arts novels emotionally, which was in line with Ding Xiu's character.

Without raising his head, Ding Xiu said, "Didn't I learn this from you?"

After Zhou Xueshan left, the book on self-cultivation of actors left behind fell into the hands of Wang Baoqiang, who read it frequently and read it more seriously than Zhou Xueshan.

Blushing, Wang Baoqiang said, "I was blind."

At ten o'clock in the evening, there were many mosquitoes in the house, so Ding Xiu took the book and went outside to read under the street lamp.

At twelve o'clock, I finished the second volume of Swordsman.

Tomorrow he will go to the crew to audition and catch up on some temporary knowledge. This is what Qin Gang taught him.

This guy is a good guy and very enthusiastic.

After returning to Datongpu and lying down, Ding Xiu closed his eyes, and Wang Baoqiang's voice came from the darkness.

"Brother Xiu, can you teach me Kung Fu?"

"I won't teach you." Ding Xiu turned over, with his back to Wang Baoqiang. After thinking about it, he turned over again and put his butt against the wall.

"Oh," Wang Baoqiang said nothing.

Ding Xiu knew that Wang Baoqiang was young and often bullied in this area, so he learned martial arts with the intention of beating people.

His martial arts are all killing techniques, and his attacks will either kill or injure.

Before learning, Wang Baoqiang was bullied and beaten at most. After learning, he might go to jail.

"If you are bullied in the future, please retaliate against me."

"Brother, then I'll hang out with you." Wang Baoqiang suddenly got up.

Whether Ding Xiu's name can cover people will be known by looking at the attitude of Qin Gang who scared away a dozen gangsters that day.

"Um."

…

Ding Xiu didn't go to the Beijing Film Studio today. After exercising in the morning, he went to the department store to buy clothes. He had to audition at ten o'clock, so he had better dress decently.

As his top horse boy, Bao Qiang also came with him.

Ding Xiu walked out of the fitting room.

With a figure of 1.8 meters, he wears a straight Bai Cun shirt, black suit pants, and brand-new leather shoes.

Looking in the mirror, he put on the newly bought hairspray and put all his slightly long hair back on his head, combing it into a slicked back.

"Sir, this dress suits you very well. You are very handsome." The female salesperson with long, wavy hair, her eyes lit up. She stepped forward to help him turn down the wrinkled collar, and then boldly lifted up the corner of his clothes and pulled it over. Tuck in suit pants: "You can't expose the hem of your shirt when you wear it. You have to tuck it into your pants to look smart."

Ding Xiu opened his arms to cooperate, feeling that her hand was a little deeper.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, has anyone ever said you look like a dragon?"

"you are the first."

"Haha, really, you are so good-looking, you must be an actor."

"Do extras count as actors? If so, I am one."

"Thank you. It's a total of four hundred and sixty yuan. You can pay at the front desk."

Dressed in this outfit, Ding Xiu went to the counter to pay. Wang Baoqiang put his original clothes and pants in a bag and trotted a few steps forward.

"Brother, if you didn't mention the extras, the saleswoman would definitely win."

People depend on their clothes. Ding Xiu is really handsome when he dresses up a little. He has a tall and straight figure and strong facial features. As the salesperson said, he looks like a dragon.

This face alone is enough to kill people in front of the Beijing Film Studio.

"I'm not interested in this kind of rouge and vulgar powder." Ding Xiu said calmly, making up his mind that he could no longer be an extra.

Ten o'clock, Hongyun Hotel.

Ding Xiu stood in a long queue in the corridor with his freshly baked resume, still smelling of ink.

This is where the Swordsman cast is recruiting actors.

There is a human-shaped sign at the door with audition roles and requirements for actors on it.

First: Twenty to twenty-five years old.

Second: Men are over 1.75 meters tall, and women are over 1.65 meters tall.

Third: Good facial features and generous appearance.

Third: Have performance experience

To put it bluntly, men should be handsome and women should be beautiful.

Ding Xiu met the requirements for the first few requirements, but for the last one he thought that he had acting experience for so many days.

There are two lines in the queue, one for men and one for women, one meter apart.

"Are you testing Lin Pingzhi?"

A girl next to him looked at Ding Xiu and said suddenly.

Ding Xiu was stunned for a second, touched his chin and said, "Yes."

Why don't I try Lin Pingzhi?

He had seen the announcement outside, and Lin Pingzhi's role had not yet been decided.

Seeing that Ding Xiu's eyes were wandering and he didn't say a word, the girl was bored, so she curled her lips and turned her head away.

On the contrary, a boy in front of Ding Xiu heard that there was someone who was the same as the character he was auditioning for, so he turned around and took a few more glances.

His name is Li Jie, a junior student at Nortel.

After taking a look at Ding Xiu's facial features and height, he suddenly felt bad.

"Next."

"People behind you, get ready, fix your position and don't move. Give me your resume and go in until your name is called."

The staff accepted the resumes of more than ten people at once, and it was not until these ten interviews were completed that they continued to accept the next batch. After several waves of people, the time came to noon.

"Li Jie!"

"Be ready for the next Ding Xiu."

A few minutes later, Li Jie came out with joy on his face.

Ding Xiu opened the door and went in. There were two tables in front of him, with two middle-aged men sitting there.

"Hello director, my name is Ding Xiu, I..."

"No need to go into such detail." Huang Jianzhong raised his hand to interrupt him: "Your information is on your resume, just make sure it's me. What role are you trying for?"

"Lin Pingzhi."

Huang Jianzhong frowned: "You didn't graduate from a major and have almost zero acting experience. Why do you think you are suitable for Lin Pingzhi?"

Except for his height and the face in the photo, the first half of Ding Xiu's resume has no bright spots at all. If the second half didn't say that he has a foundation in martial arts, and knows how to box and kick, sword, gun, sword, and horseback riding and archery, he might not have been able to get in.

Ding Xiu said seriously: "I watched Swordsman yesterday, and I felt that this role suited me very well."

Literary drama director Huang Jianzhong and martial arts director Yuan Bing laughed out loud.

I just watched "Swordsman" yesterday, and today I'm here to interview Lin Pingzhi. Young people nowadays don't know whether they are brave or thick-skinned.

If Mr. Jin were here, he would probably beat someone up.

Yuan Bing stopped laughing and said seriously: "Let's not talk about Lin Pingzhi. Your resume says you know a lot of things. We can't just believe whatever you write. Let's do a martial arts demonstration."

Lin Pingzhi used a sword. If Ding Xiu wanted to perform, it must be swordsmanship. He looked around and saw a broom in the corner. He walked over and stepped on one end of the broom. He held an eighty-centimeter long wooden stick in his hand.

Yuan Bing and Huang Jianzhong twitched their mouths at the same time.

With the "sword" in his hand, Ding Xiu's temperament changed. He was fierce and murderous. He held his hands towards the two of them and stabbed straight with the long sword. He turned around, chopped, or chopped. He was able to do so with ease and at the same time filled with murderous intent. The room was filled with sticks. A whistling sound passed through the air.

Ding practiced swordsmanship. He had not practiced swordsmanship specifically, but he knew some basics. At his level, he knew everything and could use any weapon a few times.

Not to mention using it to fool two modern people, it is enough to kill the enemy.

After holding two sword flowers, Ding Xiu calmly sheathed his sword and put it behind his back.

In front, Huang Jianzhong and Yuan Bing clapped and applauded, very satisfied.

Huang Jianzhong has never learned martial arts and is an outsider, but even for an outsider, this set of swordsmanship makes him confused.

A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the door. Yuan Bing is from Hong Kong. He practiced martial arts in a theater troupe since he was a child. He is one of the Seven Little Blessings. His senior brother has a golden treasure, Cheng Long and others.

In his eyes, Ding Xiu's swordsmanship was not systematic, but full of murderous intent. Every move was aimed at the enemy's vital points.

This is a true practitioner.