This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 63 Xu Jingjiang

"Hello Brother Xiu."

"Hello Brother Xiu."

"Hello Brother Xiu."

Ding Xiu went to get a lunch box, passing by the extras, dozens of people greeted him, but he didn't know each other, just nodded with a smile.

When he thought he was very popular, he only vaguely remembered when he saw some faces. These people were all extras from Beijing Film Studio.

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

Back then, the story of one person and one knife subduing a dozen small gangsters has now evolved into a machete chasing dozens of people, and the blood flowed like a river.

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

This is what everyone admires.

Everyone is eager to become the next Ding Xiu.

Seeing this scene, the leading actors all looked sideways.

If it weren't for these group performers wearing ancient costumes, including monks, Taoist priests and nuns, those who didn't know would think they were filming young and Dangerous boys.

After getting the lunch box, Ding Xiu looked around and saw that there was an empty Maza next to him, so he sat on it without saying a word.

Three minutes later, Gao Yuanyuan hurried over with a boxed lunch: "The crew does not provide seats, the actors have to bring their own, you are someone else's."

Ding Xiu's face was full of indifference: "It's okay, let's let it go when the right lord comes."

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

Ding Xiu turned his head and looked behind him. A [-]-meter-long bald man was standing a few meters away holding a lunch box.

The more you look at him, the more familiar he looks.

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

"Isn't this Mr. 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. If he didn't want to be popular in his life, if he could become an actor like Xu Jingjiang, his life in this world would not be in vain.

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

"It's okay, you sit down."

"No way, you are a senior, you sit down, besides, this is not my seat, I only sit down when I see no one else."

After returning the ponytail to Xu Jingjiang, Ding Xiu squatted beside him, eating and saying, "Mr. Xu, I like your play very much."

"Thank you for your love."

Ding Xiu asked curiously, "What role are you playing in this play?"

"Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun."

Ding Xiu has never read the novel, so he doesn't know what the role of the Golden Retriever Lion is, but judging from Xu Jingjiang's bald head, he can't be related to the Golden Retriever Lion King.

Touching the top of his head, Xu Jingjiang said softly: "My show is at night, and then I will wear a golden long-haired headgear, like a lion."

"So domineering, are you playing the villain?"

"That's right. Xie Xun killed innocent people indiscriminately, so he can't be considered a good person. What about you, what role are you playing?"

Until now, he didn't know what Ding Xiu was doing, and he should be an actor of the crew from the looks of it.

Judging from the attitudes of the extras, Ding Xiu seems to be a big guy.

But he has an impression of most of the leading actors in the crew, not such a person.

"I play Song Qingshu, a small supporting role, not many plays."

Xu Jingjiang: "..."

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

Dan Dingxiu's style doesn't look like someone playing a supporting role.

Those group performers greeted each other one by one, as if they were meeting big brothers.

The male number one didn't get this treatment.

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

Maybe it's the big brother of a certain society.

"Cough cough." 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?"

"Miss Xu, excuse me, let's talk again when we have a chance."

Taking Ding Xiu aside, Gao Yuanyuan said in a low voice, "How can you chat so nonchalantly when you occupy his place?"

"What's the matter, Mr. Xu is easy to get along with, he is my idol."

Although the conversation was not long, Ding Xiu didn't know much about Xu Jingjiang, he just felt that this person was a bit shy, different from the rudeness in the movie, and his conversation was very polite.

"You know this again?" Gao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes.

Su Youpeng of the Little Tigers didn't know him, nor did Jia Jingwen, but he knew the little supporting character Xu Jingjiang. I have to say that Ding Xiu is really a weirdo.

"Watch more Hong Kong movies, and you will get to know them."

"Dirty, don't think I don't know what you think, Mr. Xu is not what you see on the screen."

"He comes from a family of doctors, and he is also a close disciple of Guan Shanyue, a 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 in contact with him a few times, they will know that the contrast is huge.

Normally, Xu Jingjiang doesn't like to talk, and he is a bit socially phobic. When he has nothing to do, he takes a small cardboard to draw sunsets and landscapes.

Ding Xiu smacked his mouth: "Artist, no, how do you know?"

"It's on the Internet, check it yourself." Gao Yuanyuan put the braised pork in the lunch box to Ding Xiu, and Gao Yuanyuan said: "When work is over at night, you can practice martial arts with me."

"a piece of cake."

……

In the afternoon, the filming of Ding Xiu's scene started, and Guangmingding faced Zhang Wuji.

"Zeng Aniu, if you are not a member of the Ming Cult, you can leave and go down the mountain to heal your wounds. The six sects only punish the evil cultists, and have nothing to do with you."

"The big man is in a hurry, and he will die. Thank you Brother Song for your kindness. I will live and die with the Ming Cult."

Even though he was seriously injured and still pretending to be so aggressive, Ding Xiu raised the corners of his mouth and showed an evil smile: "I'm sure you will say that, Wudang intends to let you live, and you are obsessed with obsession. Because of the overall situation, Song Qingshu can only be offended."

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

"You kill me if you have the ability." In front of Zhang Wuji, the beautiful girl Xiaozhao protected him.

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

"Master Zhang, but you are seriously injured."

"Xiao Zhao, you stand up to protect me, why are you treating me so well?"

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

"One you, one spider, that's enough..."

Who is this f*cking screenwriter? Ding Xiu is getting a little impatient with the sword in his hand, and he is still talking about love at the moment of life and death. If he is really Song Qingshu, he would have rushed forward to end the lives of this dog and man.

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

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

"Card, pass!"

No NG, Ding Xiu made one pass.

Change the angle, make up the costume and continue to shoot the second time, and the third time.

In the evening, when the sun was setting, the film crew called it a day. Ding Xiu came out of the dressing room, and Gao Yuanyuan was waiting for him early.

(End of this chapter)