This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 211

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

Ding Xiu smiled and said this to the uncle.

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

As the wheels on the pulley continued to rotate, the plank under Ding Xiu's buttocks slowly fell and stopped after falling about ten meters.

After hanging in the air for a few minutes, the assistant director upstairs yelled: "Brother Xiu, it's almost there, I'm coming to you soon, are you ready?"

Ding Xiu made an OK gesture to the person above.

Taking a deep breath, Ding Xiu entered the working state, and the glass surface close at hand reflected his appearance at the moment.

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

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Enter!"

After setting up the scene, Ding Xiu and his co-workers slid down to the designated shooting floor. Before Ding Xiu started working, the co-workers' uncle stared and opened his mouth wide.

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

The woman yelled and yelled and resisted desperately, but the man didn't feel sorry for her, and Shunzi shot all the bombs in one hand.

"Fuck!"

The uncle couldn't help but swear.

No wonder Ding Xiu said stimulation, that's what he meant.

"Is this filming?" the uncle said in his heart, at this moment, he was envious.

No wonder everyone likes being a star so much, who doesn't love it.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The uncle's teasing didn't make Ding Xiu flustered, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and hit the tempered glass, cursing a string of obscenities.

"My Cao, Nima#####grandson, let her go###"

"Crack!"

"Pass!"

"Change seats."

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

Fan Binbin, who was wearing exactly the same outfit, returned to his seat, brewing emotions.The cameraman's lens hit her in front of her eyes.

Next, Fan Binbin showed everyone what acting is.

I saw that I had given up hope, half pushed and gave up, and the crying apple suddenly saw the boyfriend who was working outside, his face turned pale, and he desperately pushed the man away.

"Fuck, what are you looking at, I haven't seen it before." Lin Dong, played by Liang Jiahui, raised his pants, pointed at the people outside and cursed: "If you knock it down, you won't believe it..."

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

Seeing Ding Xiu's appearance, Uncle Gongyou understood very well.

Seeing his girlfriend being bullied, who wouldn't be angry.

Especially his girlfriend is still Fan Binbin.

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

The next room is the director's studio. Li Yu sat in front of the monitor, watched Ding Xiu's performance, and said, "Not bad, very good, this is what I want."

"People with green hats don't care too much about what they say, especially the tauren. Swearing a few swear words is very suitable for An Kun's mood at this time."

What Li Yu didn't know, the plot of swearing wasn't Ding Xiu's idea, it was Liang Jiahui's idea.

After his guidance, Ding Xiu and Fan Binbin agreed that it would be better to scold them.

This is just this scene.

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

After coming up, Uncle Gongyou smoked a cigarette vigorously, Ding Xiu said with a smile: "It's the first filming, how do you feel?"

"It feels good, it's great, how much money do you guys make a day?"

"This thing is not calculated according to the sky. The actor's role is different, and the price is different. Like me, a play is hundreds of thousands."

Ding Xiu didn't say the exact figure, for fear of scaring the uncle, 30 is hundreds of thousands, 99 is hundreds of thousands, the gap between them is huge.

"So tall." The uncle was still surprised again: "No wonder young people want to be stars now."

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

"Think about it, idiots don't want to, being a star is famous and earns a lot of money. A day's salary is more than mine in a month."

When speaking, the uncle's face was full of envy.

"Then you have a daughter in the future, are you willing to make her a star?"

The uncle smiled awkwardly, and said after a few seconds: "Girls, it's good to be a teacher or a civil servant."

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

If this was his daughter, he would have the heart to kill someone.

Girls are not suitable for this circle.

Ding Xiu said with a smile: "Civil servants are really good, the advantage lies in stability."

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

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

After greeting Liang Jiahui, Ding Xiu approached the monitor.

Seeing this, Fan Binbin made room for him.

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

"Brother Jiahui doesn't watch the replay?"

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

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

"It's not as good as you young people. Now let me hang outside the building, I don't even have the guts."

Ding Xiu sat down, smiled and said, "Guts in the entertainment industry are worthless."

Liang Jiahui smiled meaningfully: "Then what do you think is valuable?"

Ding Xiudao: "Handsome, beautiful, good acting skills."

"Be a man before you do it. I think it's fine as long as you don't break the law." Liang Jiahui said very seriously: "Filming is just to make a living. Whoever is better than the other has nothing to prove, and it's not a big deal."

Ding Xiu admired: "Incisive."

I have long heard that in Hong Kong Island, many artists regard acting as a profession. They make a living by filming when they have a play, and working as a barber when there is no play, setting up stalls, and renting out.

Liang Jiahui said: "Why do you have to compare yourself? I debuted longer than you, and it's normal to act better than you. 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 met, Liang Jiahui was very low-key and easy to get along with.

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

The real familiarity is still in this apple.

Normally, Liang Jiahui would chat with everyone about housing prices in Hong Kong Island, talk about family issues, and even chat with the staff for a long time when he was free, asking about vegetable prices, children and so on.

As long as he is not filming, his temperament rarely makes people feel 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. It was An Kun and Apple playing poker in the bathroom. The scale over there was much fiercer than this one. Yesterday the director 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.

After more than an hour, the rental house.

The staff were busy setting the scene, Ding Xiu and Fan Binbin sat in the small living room and waited.

Fan Binbin took out a roll of scotch tape for decoration and joked, "Brother Xiu, do you need it?"

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

Fan Binbin stuffed the tape into his hand, and said with a mysterious smile: "Take it, maybe, no, it will definitely be useful, and you will know when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)