This actor needs more money

Rehearsals for the Spring Festival Gala cannot be completed in a day or two. Until before the Spring Festival Gala, Ding Xiu was destined not to go anywhere. For the sake of the Spring Festival Gala, he turned down a lot of commercial performances.

Only some media interviews, magazine photos, and endorsement advertisements are left.

This kind of announcement does not take up time. If you make an appointment in advance, it can be done on the same day without affecting the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal.

Of course, although it is said to be some, it is actually not much, especially for endorsements.

Nowadays, all he pursues is quality, and he won't accept anything with a low price. When he has time, he can go to a few commercial shows and earn back his money.

This year's Spring Festival is on February 8th. As the New Year approaches, Ding Xiu comes to the company to attend the annual meeting.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw people from the company pasting Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters, and some even setting off firecrackers. The whole company was filled with joy.

"Hello brother Xiu."

"Hello brother Xiu."

"Hello brother Xiu."

When I walked in, I was greeted with greetings all the way.

When he came to the lobby, Qin Gang, in a neat suit, was handing out red envelopes.

"Queue up and come one by one. I wish you all good performance and greater success in the coming year."

"thank you boss."

"The boss is so handsome."

"The boss is looking for a hundred women."

The last words were said by Ding Xiu. Qin Gang ignored him and let him play.

He didn't come to the company often, and many of the people there were strangers. After a brief exchange of greetings in the lobby, Ding Xiu came to the office on the second floor and sat down to drink tea.

Not long after, Qin Gang came in.

Ding Xiu blew the tea gently, and before drinking it, Ding Xiu said, "Old Qin, it's not like you to make so much money. Did you make money by buying lottery tickets?"

After taking off his suit jacket, Qin Gang turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, sat on the boss's chair and tugged on his tie.

"What do you call this? Doesn't it mean that the company can make money?"

"Is the company really that profitable?"

The corners of Qin Gang's lips curled up: "Yes, it's much better than last year."

Except for the high expenses in the first two years, Qin Chao Entertainment was profitable for the rest of the year, and it got better and better year by year.

Among them, there are reasons for good management and good market conditions.

In the past few years, the mainland's film and television market has been booming. At the cusp of the storm, brokerage companies can make money even if they are small companies, and they can make a lot of money by being a middleman.

"Okay, Lao Qin." Ding Xiu put down the tea cup: "No wonder the red envelopes are thousands."

Qin Gang shook his head: "Not everyone is over a thousand, others are just adding a bonus. Only Zhou Haopeng's publicity team has more people. This year they can't go home for the New Year and have to work overtime."

Other departments in the company can go home for the New Year, but the publicity team cannot.

On New Year's Eve, Ding Xiu was going to perform at the Spring Festival Gala, and the publicity team headed by Zhou Haopeng had to prepare copywriting, promotional materials, and photos for marketing on the Internet. This was a big battle.

The Spring Festival Gala is a big stage. Ding Xiu turned down so many jobs and paid a lot of money. If he didn't do a good job in marketing, he would be sorry for the money he lost during this period because of rehearsals.

Ding Xiu nodded: "We need to give them more overtime pay, so as not to make people feel cold."

"Aren't you worried about me doing things?" Qin Gang smiled heartily: "I have good news for you. Legend of Sword and Fairy has been sold, and it will definitely be broadcast, just after the Spring Festival."

Ding Xiu smiled: "It is indeed good news."

Not only was the first TV series with a male protagonist able to be broadcast, but the sale of Legend of Sword and Fairy also helped the company reduce its burden, after all, so much money was spent.

"But it's not a star, it's just broadcast on a local station in Yunnan." Qin Gang said with a little regret: "The money I made was not too much, I got five to six million."

After investing so much money, it took almost a year to earn only five or six million. The five or six million would be divided by Ding Xiu, two or three million.

With all my net worth and the house mortgaged, I can only earn two to three million in a year. To be honest, it's not something to be happy about.

Because risk and return are not proportional.

Especially Ding Xiu, with his ability, he can easily earn millions every year. A business that is worthy of his wealth will only require ten times the leverage, if not five or six times.

Ding Xiu was open-minded and comforted Qin Gang: "It's not a lot. We said at the beginning that we would not lose money, but now we have made five or six million, and you are still not happy."

Qin Gang sighed unwillingly: "Everyone is dissatisfied."

At first, he and Ding Xiu comforted each other, saying that as long as they didn't lose money but still made money, they would be the male lead in a movie for free.

But when faced with it, he still wanted to make more.

Ding Xiu echoed: "Yes, who can hold firm for half an hour, who wants three minutes, who can call daddy, who wants to call me brother, who can nuzzle, who wants..."

Qin Gang's mouth twitched: "What have you learned outside in the past six months?"

Ding Xiu crossed his legs and said with a smile: "I just saw Yang Mi downstairs. Did you sign the contract so soon?"

"Signed." When mentioning this, Qin Gang beamed: "This little girl is not simple. She debuted as a child star. She has been on the set since she was four years old. She grew up on the set."

"Su Qier from Zhou Xingchi knows that she was the kid who sat on Su Can's head in the end."

"I have filmed many movies over the years and worked with many big names."

Ding Xiu pretended to be shocked: "So you are still my senior?"

"You can say that if you have anything you don't understand about the performance, you can ask her."

"Fuck you."

Qin Gang chuckled and said, "It's not easy to sign her. I talked with her parents for a long time, and it's not easy to fool her at all."

Ding Xiu rolled his eyes and said, "You are not talking nonsense. You are a child star and you are from the local area. Maybe you are from some compound?"

In this three-thirds of an acre of land, an old word that cannot be avoided is the Beijing Circle, and among them is the big courtyard brother.

Wide network and many resources.

In China, there are some things that cannot be done with money, such as filming military-themed movies and TV series. Where can you set up tanks, planes, and camps for filming?

The big courtyard brother can get it done with just one phone call.

In the early days, the small steel cannons all followed the big courtyard boys.

He's acting like a bitch day by day.

In order to curry favor with Wang Shuo, he read other people's novels all night long. When they met for the second time, he mentioned which paragraph he particularly liked, and then read it like a text.

He was not angry when someone called him Feng Pants in a novel, he even gave him a thumbs up and said yes.

"You guessed it wrong. She comes from an ordinary family. Her parents are ordinary people. She just had talent when she was young and fell into this industry by mistake."

Yang Mi's father is a police officer, her mother is an ordinary worker, and there are a few educated uncles and uncles. Overall, it is a well-off family.

In addition, Yang Mi has made a lot of money over the years since she debuted as a child star, and her family is quite wealthy, so when negotiating a contract, she focused more on opportunities rather than money.

It’s clear at first glance.

This is why Qin Gang can't be fooled.

If I were a child from a poor family, I would have been so excited when I heard that I could become a star.

"That's it, that's good." Ding Xiu said calmly.

He doesn't reject the elder brother, but he doesn't like him either and doesn't want to get involved too much.

For example, if Xu Qing hadn't been deeply involved in Beijing circles, he wouldn't have gradually distanced himself from her.

Picking up the suit, Qin Gang said, "That's not what I came to talk to you about today. Let's go and show you the car."

Ding Xiu didn't move his butt: "What car are you looking at?"

"The RV I promised you earlier has arrived. Let's go see if you like it."

The car was parked in a nearby parking lot, and the two of them arrived within a few steps.

Opening the door, the two of them got in the car.

Sofa, washroom, bathroom, kitchen, refrigerator, bunk beds, air conditioning, everything is available.

"Old Qin, how much does this car cost?"

"A million or so, not much." After saying something very pretentious, Qin Gang took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the refrigerator. After filling them up, he said: "From now on, you will be the sole owner of this car. Hi, It’s a new car, it would be a shame not to have a drink.”

Ding Xiu took a sip, thinking that in such a spacious car, it would be a shame not to give it a shot.

"Wait, there's something else." Qin Gang dug out a box of cigars from somewhere, cut them open, lit one for Ding Xiu, and lit one for himself: "I know you don't smoke, this is not a cigarette, it's a cigar. "

Ding Xiu: "..."

"I thank you Kopuha."

He is not a fool, how could he not know that this is a cigar.

I have seen it many times in movies and many times in real life, but I have never smoked it.

I tried taking a sip, but my head felt a little stuffy.

Qin Gang laughed: "This one is no bigger than the lungs."

"Yeah, it's not interesting."

"Try a few more bites."

The first few bites didn't make any sense, but after a while Ding Xiu became interested and said, "It's a bit interesting."

Qin Gang had cigars in one hand and red wine in the other, and said, "I'll prepare a few boxes for you in the car, as well as a box of wine. Just relax when you're stressed. Making money is important, but enjoyment is equally important."

Ding Xiu leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs and said, "I'm more open-minded than you about this."

Qin Gang didn't say anything. Seeing him staring at him, Ding Xiu asked, "Is there a flower on my face?"

Ding Xiu is very handsome. He is not as handsome as a young boy. His face and frame are hard and he looks more mature.

With his head tilted back and a cigar in his hand, he leaned on the sofa casually, looking naughty and elegant.

More mature.

Even a grown man finds him handsome and charming.

…

On New Year's Eve, in the evening, after the news broadcast, thousands of households sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala after the reunion dinner.

Even those who don’t watch TV habitually turn on the TV and listen to it.

This year Gao Yuanyuan and Qin Lan both went home to celebrate the New Year, and they watched the TV early after the New Year's Eve dinner.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Spring Festival Gala begins.

After the host's opening remarks, the first person to appear was Liu Dehua.

"Congratulations on getting rich"

“Congratulations on your wonderful work”

"Okay please come over"

"If you're not good, please go away."

“It’s not strange to be polite when there are so many people”

Liu Dehua also has backup dancers, but they are not people, but two tall high-tech robots that can perform various actions according to the rhythm of the music.

After Andy Lau appeared on the stage, the scene instantly turned into a large-scale concert, with constant calls for it.

Meanwhile, ratings continue to soar.

Crosstalk hotline consultation, sketch decoration, Ge Fei, Cai Guoqing, Gong Hanling and others appeared one after another.

Then came the unparalleled and very tacit cooperation of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin, with more than 20 deaf-mute people performing together.

The applause never stopped throughout.

Backstage, Ding Xiu, who was about to appear, was standing in the aisle waiting quietly with a knife in his hand.

Next to him are the Eighteen Arhats, Shaolin monks, all painted with golden glitter all over their bodies. They would be so nervous that their sweat would turn golden.

Ding Xiu was dumbfounded.

Think about it and understand that the Spring Festival Gala, as the most watched program, is aimed at more than one billion people across the country and Chinese people around the world.

According to the data from previous years, tonight's ratings can reach over 90%.

In the past, TV dramas had ratings of 5%, 67%, which were already very good. Those that could break 10% were all hit dramas.

Ninety percent of the Spring Festival Gala, what a concept.

The concept is that as long as there is a TV, even in a remote area, as long as you attend the Spring Festival Gala, countless people will know you tomorrow.

"The actors are getting ready, the show is about to end."

In the corridor, the director with the headset heard the chief director's command and said loudly to Ding Xiu and the others.

"Don't be nervous, take a deep breath, and treat it like a normal rehearsal."

"Brother Cheng Long, enter."

"Enter the monk!"

It wasn't Ding Xiu's turn yet, but Ding Xiu looked calm. He leaned his back against the wall, looked at the people waiting behind him, smiled and waved hello.

"Hello, Uncle Benshan. In previous years, I watched your show at home. I didn't expect to be on the same stage today."

"Hello."

Uncle Benshan was also nervous and his palms were all sweaty. He was getting older and his energy was not as good as when he was young.

They say that the Spring Festival Gala is beautiful, but only he knows the pressure.

Sketch is not easy to do and cannot make mistakes. It is not like a song, just lip-syncing is enough. It is not like a dance, where it is done after dancing.

Sketch requires interaction with the audience, but this interaction is silent.

A baggage was thrown out without any sound, and my heart immediately went cold.

As for whether his sketches can make the audience laugh, to be honest, he himself doesn't know.

The skit went through the first and second trials. It was revised many times during rehearsals and performed many times. The expert panel burst out laughing the first time, and still laughed the second time. The third, fourth, and fifth times all looked expressionless. Looking at him.

He was in trouble.

"Ding Xiu, it's your turn, get out quickly."

Ding Xiu, who still wanted to chat for a few words, responded: "Here he comes."

Saying that, holding Dao Hua in his arms, he strode onto the stage.

"It's good to be young." Uncle Benshan said with emotion.

At Qin Chao Entertainment, Zhou Haopeng led the publicity team to work overtime, and Qin Gang was also working overtime. On New Year's Eve, he came over after the New Year's Eve dinner at six o'clock.

In the usual training classroom, the Spring Festival Gala is played on a large screen.

"Here we come, Brother Xiu is out."

"Manuscript preparation."

"Start sending it."

"Navy army, how many navy troops are there?"

"Half of the sixteen manuscripts will be sent out."

"Notify the media and release the previous interview transcript."

"Fans are arranged."

In the classroom, the publicity team worked in an orderly manner.

On the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, a young, strong, handsome and tall figure waved the Qijia knife.

At first, the audience's eyes were still on Cheng Long. When the camera zoomed in and a close-up hit Ding Xiu's face, countless people exploded.

"I'll go, I'm so handsome."

"I just thought that my swordsmanship was amazing, but I didn't expect that he looks so good-looking."

"Isn't this Ding Xiu?"

"The show team has bad reviews, why should they arrange a costume?"

"Let me tell you, the sword skills are really beautiful."

The song was not long, and Ding Xiu only performed half of the song. When the song came to the end, the beautiful kicking knife appeared again.

Chief director, all directors have their hearts in their throats.

What worries them most about this program is that they are afraid that Ding Xiu will make a mistake.

Fortunately, it was just like the usual rehearsals, kicking the knife, grabbing the knife, all in one go.

This young man went from the small screen to the big screen, all the way to the Spring Festival Gala, and finally came to the national audience.

"Fuck you, Niubi!"

"This is not a special effect."

"handsome."

"Technical work, you should be rewarded!"