This actor needs more money

Ding Xiu didn’t know Huang Xiaoming, and Huang Xiaoming didn’t know Ding Xiu.

Huang Xiaoming has just made his debut, and the drama "The Emperor" in which he plays the leading role has not yet been aired, so he is indeed not well-known.

Ding Xiu's drama was the best in Swordsman, starring Lin Pingzhi.

The biggest firepower of this drama is Li Yapeng and Xu Qing, and the popularity of other people is relatively less high.

There are not many people who can recognize Ding Xiu at a glance after changing his costume.

This can be seen from the handful of fans who usually look for his autograph on the street.

The Lost Martial Arts did win an award, but it hasn’t been released yet.

Let’s talk about this award, not to mention the focus on best actor. How many people in China have heard of the two words Cannes?

Ding Xiu only had a superficial understanding of these awards after he had been in the industry for a while.

Young people have to go to work, and most of the people watching TV series are the elderly and children. It is impossible to expect them to be familiar with the Cannes Awards.

Ding Xiu and Qin Gang had arranged several interviews for Ding Xiu in the two days after returning from Cannes, but they would not be published until the next issue of the newspaper.

So all in all, Ding Xiu's popularity is still not high.

"Brother, you got something on your face."

Huang Xiaoming was unhappy when Ding Xiu called him a student. Seeing the lipstick mark on his face, he felt even more uncomfortable because he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"I'll wipe it for you." Qin Lan took out a tissue.

I was just chatting and didn't notice this problem. I didn't expect to be exposed in public, which was really embarrassing.

Ding Xiu grabbed her wrist and said, "No, it's good to keep it."

Damn it!

This guy is not a good person.

Huang Xiaoming was shocked. He didn't expect there to be such a thick-skinned person in the world.

His words are frivolous, like a little hooligan, and he is not reliable at all. He doesn't know what Qin Lan likes about him.

"Wipe it yourself." Qin Lan blushed like a ripe peach, stuffed the tissue into Ding Xiu's hand, turned around and left.

"You haven't told me if you are free tonight?"

Huang Xiaoming stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Heartbroken.

Qin Lan turned around, walked backwards, shook the braid on the back of his head and said:

"No, I can't ask for leave. I'll play with you after the filming is completed. Bye."

Huanzhugege was part of a big production team, and she was just a small actor, with little say in the production, and she didn't even dare to ask for leave.

I go to the set every morning and put on my makeup and sit and wait for the scene. Sometimes I may not even wait for her for a whole day.

Even though she knew that she might not be able to take pictures of herself today, she still didn't dare to rest in the hotel.

She was afraid that Qiong Yao would be replaced.

She didn't dare to think about a man like Huang Xiaoming who was destined to be the number one male after graduation. As an ordinary person, she had to work hard step by step.

She would seize the opportunity and not let it go until death, this was what she kept telling herself.

Huang Xiaoming followed Qin Lan and asked after walking a little further: "Which acting school did your friend graduate from?"

"He is not a major student. He is a group performer like me."

There was a lot of pride in his words.

This is the reason why she admires Ding Xiu very much. From a group performer to today, step by step, how can she do it without any skills.

A man must be capable.

In addition, she was also showing off to Huang Xiaoming. During daily chats, Huang Xiaoming talked endlessly about his classmates Zhao Wei, Chen Kun, and some famous senior brothers and sisters.

He opened his mouth and said that our acting teacher is so-and-so, he has acted in such-and-such plays, and won such-and-such awards.

His original intention was to brag about his surroundings, but Qin Lan heard it harshly.

On the one hand, she feels inferior. She is a wild child and does not have such connections and resources around her. The most popular person she knows is Ding Xiu.

On the other hand, I feel that Huang Xiaoming is frivolous and not stable enough.

What's there to say about others being excellent? It doesn't mean he is excellent.

Ding Xiu didn't say anything when he won the Cannes Award. He continued to act in several big movies and was still approachable without any airs.

The two of them compared each other and made a judgment.

"Really? No wonder Jianghu is so angry. You should stay away from him in the future."

Qin Lan stopped, frowned, and said coldly: "Are you sick?"

Huang Xiaoming froze on the spot, suddenly at a loss and feeling extremely cold in his heart.

Yesterday we were still good friends, and we fell out with each other no matter how hard we said it.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I just think that guy has bad intentions."

As both men, Huang Xiaoming thought Ding Xiu was a scumbag when he first saw him, especially when he smiled.

Giving a gift, hugging someone, and asking if a girl is free in the evening, isn’t this LSP’s mentality known to everyone?

Qin Lan's eyes became colder: "I know very well what my friend is like, it's none of your business!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode away.

What's wrong with men who are more lustful? What man is not lustful? There are a few people who approach her who are not here for her lust.

She has a crush on Ding Xiu, and isn't being tall and handsome part of the equation?

She looks like Wang Baoqiang, and she won't be tempted even if he won the Best Actor Award at Cannes.

These ordinary things turned out to be malicious in Huang Xiaoming's eyes. For a moment, he was extremely disappointed with this man.

The thinking is so narrow, it seems that Nortel is nothing more than this.

…

Ding Xiu didn't have much money, so he originally wanted to treat Qin Lan to spicy hotpot.

Qin Lan couldn't go, so he didn't force it. Today's gift was given, and the relationship between the two parties was further deepened. The goal was achieved.

After returning home, he had a good sleep.

I drank for half the night last night and went to Dream Paris for a few hours in the morning. I already felt a little overwhelmed.

A few days later, in the courtyard of the courtyard.

Ding Xiu and Wu Jing each took a spear.

"The gun is tied with a line, and the person moves with the gun. Pay attention to the use of the wrist, so that when the gun is twisted, the little finger is clasped, the thumb is rubbed, and the palm is turned, twisting and tying."

"In addition, the gun never leaves the body. No matter whether it is blocking, holding, or stabbing, the body is hidden behind the gun. When practicing the gun, the root leads to the tip, and the tip and the root are interchanged. It is like a python carrying around, adapting to changes..."

When talking about guns, Wu Jing was eloquent and talked about all the treasures in his family.

Ding Xiu couldn't listen anymore and interrupted him: "I just want you to teach me some elegant and beautiful marksmanship. Why are you talking so much?"

The contract for the Heroes crew has been signed and they will join the cast in August.

I also got the script, which is dozens of thick pages. The front is full of information, and the last paragraph of the last page is the lines.

This play tells the story of four killers and the King of Qin.

At the end of the Warring States period, all the heroes came together, and the Qin State dominated one side. Several other countries were waiting for opportunities to assassinate the King of Qin.

Among them, Zhao's assassin Changkong, couple's assassin Canjian, and Feixue were the most fearful to King Qin.

The King of Qin ordered that anyone who could capture the assassin Zhang Kong should approach the King of Qin twenty steps, and anyone who could kill Can Jian and Feixue should approach the King ten steps.

Wu Ming, the pavilion chief of Qin State, defeated three major assassins in a row. He went to the palace to pay homage to the King of Qin. After ten steps, he planned to assassinate...

The fourth male lead played by Ding Xiu is the assassin Changkong, and the weapon he uses is a silver gun.

Cheng Xiaodong said that his martial arts style is more realistic and useful, but not beautiful enough. He hopes he can practice some martial arts for filming.

To be good-looking, the martial arts team must be unique. No, when he asked whether Wu Jing was still in Peking, Ding Xiu immediately called him over.

"Brother, how can you practice if you don't know the principles?" Wu Jing was unhappy when Ding Xiu interrupted him.

"You know the principle, so let's try it out?" Ding Xiu asked.

He just wanted to practice a few sets of moves, as long as they were beautiful, and he didn't think about these big principles.

It's not a life and death fight.

Besides, Wu Jing's method is not useful on the battlefield.

"Okay, okay, let's skip the foreplay and go straight to the point. I'll take a flight in the afternoon and stay at most two hours. With your strength, that should be enough for you to learn."

"The first set is the Yang Family Gun... the second set is the Shaolin Eight Mother Guns... this is the Liuhe Gun... this is the Emei Gun.

As he spoke, Wu Jing explained.

"They are all relatively beautiful and meet your requirements of good looks, flexibility, handsomeness and elegance."

"Snapped!"

For the last shot, Wu Jing fired his carbine, and the head of the gun stuck into the jujube tree in the yard.

With a little force, the gun body was pulled out.

Wu Jing gasped and said, "I still don't understand how you pierced the chair that day. After I went back, I tried countless times, but no matter how hard I pierced, it couldn't be pierced."

"I asked my master and he said to use strength. I don't quite understand. What is strength?"

Ding Xiu kicked the tail of the gun with his toes, took the spear and started dancing in the yard. His movements were relatively slow, just like the ones Wu Jing had just performed.

"Since you asked, didn't your master tell you?"

Wu Jing shook his head: "He said he couldn't do it either."

Wu Bing can't.

Isn't this nonsense?

There was a banging sound with the eyebrow-level stick in his hand, and the stick hit the person's body so hard that the bones cracked.

Can't you call this?

I’m afraid I don’t want to teach.

"It's useless if you learn. It's better not to learn."

"If you don't have too many skills, you won't have too much effort."

Ding Xiuxian glanced at Wu Jing and continued to practice his gun: "You already have enough martial arts skills. There are few in the entire entertainment industry who have more skills than you. It is more than enough for filming."

"Real Kung Fu is for killing people. Tell me, what do you want to do after learning it?"

Wu Jing is a martial arts champion. Needless to say, he has a good foundation in kung fu. The gold medals in every game prove it.

Looking at the entire mainland, there are really not many actors who are "more capable" than him.

Given his status, he probably wouldn't have the chance to fight with gangsters in his life, let alone seek revenge from his enemies.

Therefore, there is no need to practice real kung fu, because you will never use it after practicing it for a lifetime. When you use it one day, you will not be far away from squatting.

Ding Xiu also didn't believe that Wu Jing would cultivate his moral character after learning.

Warriors have a bloody nature and cannot hide it.

Just like an LSP, you give her a beautiful woman to hug and sleep with day and night, but you can't touch her. Is that possible?

Ding Xiu is the best example. Why he likes to compete with others is because his hands are itchy.

Among the older generation, Yu Chenghui, Wu Bing and others will also be eager to see the masters, and no one will want to take two tricks.

This is true for old people, not to mention young people. Donnie Yen, Zhao Wenzhuo, these people who think they have two skills will do it at the slightest disagreement.

What if I learned the killing technique?

"Come on, I can see that you all don't want to teach." Putting the gun aside, Wu Jing poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

"It's for your own good if you don't teach me. How did you do this?"

The marksmanship skills taught by Wu Jing were tricks, different from those improvised by the crew. Ding Xiu was not a god and could learn them all at a glance.

Two hours later, under Wu Jing's patient teaching, Ding Xiu learned a lot.

If you want to play better in the future, you just have to practice more.

"gone!"

Putting down the gun, Wu Jing waved without looking back, very coolly, "See you on Hong Kong Island, I'll cover you then."

"You'd better cover yourself, don't let us be on the same set again next time."

It has been more than half a year since he went to Hong Kong Island, and Wu Jing has not done anything. Ding Xiu feels that he is a little hung up, and he might as well stay in the mainland to develop.

PS: The first month of the month has almost passed, and everyone still has the poor author who has a monthly ticket...

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