This actor needs more money

The best in the world is an ensemble drama. The four male protagonists, plus one Ye Xuan, do not share much of the role for each of them.

Ding Xiu joined the team in October, and according to the contract, filming should be completed in early December.

However, because of Ye Xuan, a lot of scenes were added and the filming was delayed until the end of the month. The day he left the hotel happened to be the last day of December.

January 1st, Peking Airport.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

"Wow, he's so handsome, even more handsome than on TV."

"Brother, my birthday is in two days. Can you write a blessing for me?"

"no problem."

"Thank you, my name is Yang Mi, sweet honey."

Zhou Haopeng and dozens of people held banners to greet Ding Xiu. Some gave flowers and some took photos together, which attracted the attention of passersby.

After signing the autographs for the "fans", Ding Xiu said to Zhou Haopeng: "Yes, these fans have very good acting skills and can play a small role on the set."

"But there are no media here today, so don't let this kind of pomp happen in the future."

Zhou Haopeng, the team leader of the Propaganda Department, had often arranged similar scenes for him before, but most of them were during media interviews and business performances.

To be honest, there is no need for airport pick-up.

The media is not here and they are not reporting on it. What the hell is the difference between this and Jinyi Night Walk? You are lying to yourself.

"Brother Xiu, what are you talking about?" Zhou Haopeng said with wide eyes, "These are all real fans. Knowing that you are coming back today, we formed a team spontaneously."

"Really?" Ding Xiu narrowed his eyes.

Why doesn't he believe it?

After A Chinese Ghost Story was aired, he was often recognized on the street, but more often than not, people turned their heads to look at him a second time and then left.

There were only a few people who asked for autographs and said hello.

This was the first time he had seen dozens of people like today.

"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you? There is a fan who came from out of town just to be alone."

The corners of Ding Xiu's lips gradually turned up: "It's not easy for them to come all the way. I'll take them to have a good meal later and ask the company to reimburse them."

"Brother Xiu is generous and listens to you."

"Wait!" Seeing that Ding Xiu was about to leave, Zhou Haopeng stopped him and pointed to the camera hanging on his chest: "Don't leave yet. Let's find a place to sit down. I will take a few sets of photos for you and interview fans by the way. A few questions for you.”

Ding Xiu frowned: "Now?"

"Now!" Looking around, Zhou Haopeng lowered his voice: "I am now the editor of a certain online media. I have gone through a lot of hardships and squatted at the airport for many days before I got to you."

"The company can't afford exclusive coverage from big media for the time being, so we have to do a lot of publicity ourselves. It's Mr. Qin's intention that I come here today."

"Brother Xiu, please cooperate. Hello, me, and everyone."

"Okay." Ding Xiu agreed.

"Okay brother, please come over here. Go to the bathroom and change your clothes first. I have brought them all, as well as props. Here are glasses and here are books."

"Xiao Zhang, you can help Brother Xiu cut his hair later."

Twenty minutes later, Ding Xiu, wearing a black mid-length windbreaker and turtleneck sweater, sat on the lounge chair.

Her hair is combed back into a three-quarter length, and she wears rimless glasses on the bridge of her nose. She is gentle, elegant, steady, and has a strong smell of books.

After taking more than ten poses and filming, the interview began.

"I usually like to read books, and I read a lot of ancient literature, including the Book of Songs, Historical Records, Nalan Ci...Liao Zhai, Jin Ping Mei."

Zhou Haopeng had just finished writing the words "Jin Ping Mei" and quickly crossed them out. This was not something he wanted to say.

"In addition to ancient literature, is there any modern literature?"

"Of course, I also read modern literature, such as works by Nobel laureates. What interests me the most is mathematics. Before I go to bed every day..."

"Ahem, bro, there is no Nobel Prize in Mathematics."

Ding Xiu was stunned for a second: "Am I talking about mathematics? Did you hear it wrong? I am talking about physics, especially the study of the human body. Before I go to bed every night..."

Half an hour later, the interview ended.

The fans who picked up the airport had not left yet and were watching from the side. Ding Xiu said: "Aren't you going to class?"

These people are not very old. They look to be 17 or 18 years old. They should still be students.

"on vacation!!"

In unison, a dozen girls spoke.

Ding Xiu scratched his numb ears and said, "Students should focus on studying. No matter what star you chase, have you finished your homework?"

"finished!!"

It was a uniform voice again.

Very student.

It's like the teacher asking questions in class and the students answering.

"Go back and be safe, I'm leaving."

With a hook, Ding Xiu called Zhou Haopeng over and put his big hand on his neck: "Forget about treating them to dinner. Let them go home early. You can use my name to give each of them a small gift."

"Okay Brother Xiu." Zhou Haopeng nodded.

With a little force on his fingers, Ding Xiu said calmly: "Next time, don't organize someone to pick you up at the airport."

"Yes, but."

"Nothing to worry about. If you have any questions, let Lao Qin talk to me."

After patting him on the shoulder, Ding Xiu turned and left. The assistant followed behind him dragging his suitcase, and the two of them quickly disappeared into the crowd.

…

A few months ago, Qin Gang held an actor training class. The class was held on the second floor of the company, with a special area set aside for them.

Ding Xiu came to the company and happened to meet the artist in class.

After taking a look, I saw a middle-aged female teacher in her thirties teaching on the stage. She was talking about liberating nature. Seven or eight people below were taking notes carefully.

Among the students were Wang Baoqiang and Qin Lan.

In the dark, with a slight tilt of his head, Qin Lan saw Ding Xiu outside the door, smiled and winked at him.

Ding Xiu waved hello, then turned around and came to Qin Gang's office.

After closing the door, Ding Xiu said: "Old Qin, when will the company expand? It's too shabby, with two floors and two facades. People who don't know better think we are a leather company."

Leaning his back on the boss's chair, Qin Gang sighed: "I thought too, there is no money, money is used up and down the company."

"Why don't you work harder and take on more commercial performances? When the company makes money, it can rent a better place."

"Pretend I didn't say anything." Ding Xiu sat down and put his feet on the coffee table: "Why are Baoqiang and Xiaolan also here for training?"

Wang Baoqiang was a minor supporting actor in The Best of the World, with few roles, and came back earlier than him.

"Both of them are monks halfway, and their acting foundation is not solid. It's always good to learn more. If you have time, you can come and listen."

"It depends on the situation. I'll come over when I have time."

From Ding Xiu's lazy tone, Qin Gang knew that it was almost impossible for him to come over to attend the lecture.

After digging out the largest labor sharing contract in the world, Qin Gang and Ding Xiu went through the process, signed and stamped it.

After Ding Xiu finished, he said: "Are you alone again during the Chinese New Year this year? Come to my house, there are so many people and it's so lively."

Ding Xiu shook his head: "I take it with good intentions, but I feel uncomfortable in large numbers."

The whole family is enjoying themselves, why should he join in the fun?

"Okay, whatever you want, go back and have a good rest today. After the Tian Long Ba Bu promotion is over next week, I will give you a reception feast."

"Dragon Babu?" Ding Xiu was stunned: "It will be broadcast so soon?"

Qin Gang showed a pleased expression: "It took almost a year from start-up to broadcast, which is not too fast."

For actors, there is nothing more satisfying than having their scenes aired.

Some people are unlucky, and 90% of the films they film will not be broadcast. Ding Xiu's output is not very high. If he only makes one or two films, most of his work will be in vain.

He plays a very important role in Tian Long Ba Bu, and if it can be broadcast, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to his fame.

Plays, commercial performances, advertisements, all come naturally, these are the big ones.

Ding Xiu said: "What do I need to do?"

It was clearly stated in the contract signed before joining the cast that the actors were obliged to cooperate with the crew in publicity.

It doesn’t mean that it’s none of your business once the filming is over.

Of course, it's up to the crew whether they want you to promote it or not. If necessary, you have to go.

Qin Gang took out a schedule from the drawer: "The promotion will start the day after tomorrow and last for seven days. Two TV stations, fourteen physical media, and one online media."

Ding Xiu's eyes lit up: "Two TV stations, one drama with two stars?"

Qin Gang laughed and said, "Yes, Tian Long Ba Bu will be broadcast on two star TV stations."

Don't look at the many TV dramas on the market. Many of them are bad movies that cannot be broadcast. Not many can actually be broadcast on TV stations.

And being able to be broadcast on two TV stations at the same time is already quite remarkable.

The popularity of one broadcaster and two broadcasters is completely different. For the TV station, the ratings may be diverted, but for the actors, there are more opportunities to be known by the audience.

"There is a lot of media this time. Be careful with what you say and do. Don't answer questions that have nothing to do with the show. Don't take the director's words seriously. They sometimes deceive people for the sake of gimmicks."

"When people ask you what you think of actors, scripts, directors, etc., just praise them and that's it."

"Understood!" With an OK gesture, Ding Xiu went out.

He didn't leave, he was sitting downstairs drinking tea.

Not long after, Qin Lan finished class, holding the notes she had taken in class in her arms. For a moment, she had the illusion of returning to her student days.

"Sister Lan, are you going back?"

"Um."

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

"Sister Lan, I don't understand a bit. Can I ask you for advice when you have time?"

"Okay, of course no problem."

After greeting people from the company, Qin Lan came downstairs and saw Ding Xiu sitting in the reception area.

"You haven't left yet?"

"Waiting for you." Ding Xiu took out the gift box from behind: "I bought it specially for you."

With a smile, Qin Lan said: "What is this?"

"You'll know when you go back and take it apart."

"Mysterious, I want to see it now." As soon as he opened the first layer and saw the black silk picture on the packaging box, Qin Lan's face turned red and he immediately closed it: "What a crappy gift you are."

"Like it?"

"Bah, I don't want it!"

Even though he said he didn't want it, Qin Lan didn't return it to Ding Xiu. The two chatted for a while and made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening.

The next day, morning.

Ding Xiu's arm was numb, and he finally took it out of Xiaolan's arms. He glanced at the damaged black stockings on the ground and was silent for a few seconds.

I was deceived by an unscrupulous businessman.

The quality is not good at all.

It will break as soon as it is torn.

PS: I went to bed too late last night and was busy until midnight.

The next chapter may be updated later, probably around 8:30.

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