This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 7
"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 flipping through books.

In my impression, Ding Xiu doesn't seem like a person who can read books.

However, after seeing that it was Ben Xiaoao Jianghu, he was relieved again. He was reading 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, Wang Baoqiang handed over the book Actor's Self-Cultivation, which he read frequently, and he read it more seriously than Zhou Xueshan.

Blushing, Wang Baoqiang said, "I'm just 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, I will go to the crew to audition for a play, and temporarily catch up on some knowledge. This is what Qin Gang taught him.

This guy is a nice guy, very enthusiastic.

Back to Datong bunk to lie down, Ding Xiu closed his eyes, Wang Baoqiang's voice came from the darkness.

"Brother Xiu, can you teach me two-handed kung fu?"

"Don't teach." Ding Xiu turned over, turned his back to Wang Baoqiang, thought for a while and turned over again, letting his buttocks lean against the wall.

Oh, Wang Baoqiang said nothing.

Ding Xiu knew that Wang Baoqiang was young and was often bullied in this area. He learned martial arts because he wanted to beat people.

His martial arts are all killing skills, and his shots are either fatal or injured.

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

"If you are bullied in the future, you will report my name."

"Brother, then I'll mess with you." Wang Baoqiang got up all of a sudden.

Whether Ding Xiu's name can cover people, just look at how one person scares away a dozen hooligans that day, as well as Qin Gang's attitude.

"Ah."

……

Ding Xiu didn't go to Beijing Film Studio today. After exercising in the morning, he went to the department store to buy clothes. There was an audition at ten o'clock. It would be better to dress decently.

As his number one pony, Bao Qiang also followed.

In the fitting room, Ding Xiu came out.

With a figure of [-] meters, he wore a white village shirt straight, and his lower body was black suit pants and brand new leather shoes.

Facing the mirror, he put on the newly bought hairspray, put all his slightly long hair behind his head, and combed it into a back.

"Sir, this dress suits you very well. It's very handsome." The saleswoman with long, wavy hair brightened her eyes, stepped forward to help him turn down the wrinkled collar, and boldly lifted the hem of the coat to the front. Tucked into the suit pants: "You can't show the corners of your shirt when you wear a shirt. You have to tuck it into your trousers to be energetic."

Ding Xiu opened his arms to cooperate, and felt that her hand was a little deep.

"Thanks."

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

"you are the first."

"Haha, is that so, you look so good-looking, you must be an actor."

"Are extras considered actors? If so, I am."

"Thank you, a total of four hundred and sixty yuan, pay at the front counter."

Wearing this outfit, Ding Xiu went to the counter to pay. Wang Baoqiang put his original clothes and trousers in the bag, and trotted a few steps to catch up.

"Brother, if you don't mention the group performance, the saleswoman will definitely win."

People depend on their clothes, and Ding Xiu is really handsome when he dresses up a little bit, with a tall and straight figure and strong facial features, just like the salesman said, like Zunlong.

This face alone is enough to kill people at the gate of Beijing Film Studio.

"I'm not interested in this kind of rouge vulgar fan." Ding Xiu said very flatly, making up his mind that he can no longer be a group performer.

Ten o'clock, Fortune Hotel.

Ding Xiu held a freshly baked resume that smelled like ink and lined up in the corridor.

This is where the cast of Swordsman is recruiting.

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

First: twenty to twenty-five years old.

Second: Men should be over [-] meters, and women should be over [-] meters.

Third: The facial features are correct and the appearance is generous.

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 items, but for the last item, he thought that he had acted for so many days, so he must have acting experience.

There are two lines in the queue, one for men and one for women, with a distance of one meter between them.

"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 read the notice outside, and Lin Pingzhi's role was undecided.

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

On the contrary, a boy in front of Ding Xiu heard that someone was the same as his audition character, so he looked back a few more times.

His name is Li Jie, a third-year student at Nortel University.

Glancing at Ding Xiu's facial features and then his height, he suddenly felt bad.

"next."

"The people behind are ready, don't move after fixing the position, hand over the resume to me, call the name and go in."

The staff collected more than ten resumes at one time, and did not continue to accept the next batch until the dozen interviews were over. After a few waves, the time came to noon.

"Li Jie!"

"The next Ding Xiu is ready."

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

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

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

"Needless to say it's so detailed." Huang Jianzhong raised his hand to interrupt him: "Your information is on your resume, just make sure it's you. If you want to try out what role is it?"

"Lin Pingzhi."

Huang Jianzhong frowned: "You didn't graduate from a major, and you have almost zero acting experience. Why do you think it's 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 it weren't for the second half of Ding Xiu's resume saying that he has a foundation in martial arts, knows how to punch, knives, swords and sticks, horseback riding and archery, he might not even be able to get in through the gate.

Ding Xiu said seriously: "I watched Swordsman yesterday, and I think this role is quite suitable for me."

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

I just watched Swordsman yesterday, and today I came to interview Lin Pingzhi. Today's young people don't know whether it is courageous or thick-skinned.

If Mr. Jin was here, he might beat someone.

Yuan Bing stopped laughing and said seriously: "Let's not talk about Lin Pingzhi first, you have a lot of things written in your resume, we can't just believe what you write, let's show some martial arts."

Lin Pingzhi used a sword. If Ding Xiu wanted to perform, it must be swordsmanship. Looking around, he saw a broom in the corner, walked over and stepped on the end of the sweeper, and held an [-] cm long wooden stick in his hand.

The corners of Yuan Bing's and Huang Jianzhong's mouths twitched at the same time.

With the "sword" in his hand, Ding Xiu's temperament changed. He was sharp and murderous. After bowing his hands at the two of them, the long sword stabbed straight, turned around, or chopped, or chopped. The sound of whirring through the air.

Ding Xiu practiced knives, and he didn't specialize in swordsmanship, but he knew some basics. In addition, at his level, he knew everything, and could use any weapon a few times.

Not to mention being used to fool two modern people, killing enemies is enough.

After pulling two sword flowers, Ding Xiu put his sword on his back calmly.

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

Huang Jianzhong has never learned martial arts, he is a layman, but even if he is a layman, this set of swordsmanship is beyond his comprehension.

A layman watches the excitement, an insider watches the way. Yuan Bing is from Hong Kong Island. He practiced martial arts in a theater troupe since he was a child. He is one of the Seven Little Fortunes. His seniors include Huang Jinbao, Cheng Long and others.

In his eyes, Ding Xiu's swordsmanship was unsystematic, but full of murderous intent, and every move was aimed at the enemy's vital points.

This is a real trainer.

(End of this chapter)