This actor needs more money

"Okay, let the assistant press it for you later."

After pressing Liu Yifei for a while, the hotel delivery guy came over, and Ding Xiu let go.

On the crew, artists with a certain status rarely eat lunch boxes, and they all order them from hotels or restaurants.

A movie can earn hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, so who would treat me badly like a few mouthfuls of food?

After moving his neck, Liu Yifei said: "But my assistant doesn't know how to massage. What should I do if I feel paralyzed? I lie in bed every day and I will become a fat man soon. Then I will be the ugliest one in the whole family." .”

Ding Xiu nodded seriously: "You are the ugliest person in the whole family even if you are not paralyzed."

The little girl is not as good-looking as her mother. She is too young and lacks some charm.

I accidentally saw Liu Yifei's family photo before, and his aunt is quite beautiful.

The black and white photos of grandma when she was young are also beautiful.

It is no exaggeration to say that she is the ugliest in the family.

"Broken off!" Liu Yifei said angrily: "From now on, I will no longer be your master, and you will not be my apprentice."

Ding Xiu put the food in front of her: "Yes, yes, eat it while it's hot. I'll ask your assistant to come over later and I'll teach her how to massage her cervical spine."

Liu Yifei's assistant is an aunt in her thirties, who is usually responsible for taking care of her food and daily life, and works part-time as Liu Xiaoli's eyeliner.

Ding Xiu didn't know how many calls he received from Liu Xiaoli in the middle of the night these days.

He was afraid that Liu Yifei would be caught in the middle and it would be difficult, so he never said that.

Ding Xiu shared part of the meal with Zhao Liying, who was busy with her business: "I am blinded by running around, so sit down and eat."

"Oh well."

In response, Zhao Liying took the food and found a corner to sit down. The car was full of big stars. She couldn't get into any topic. With her around, people couldn't let go of the conversation, so she simply went to eat outside the RV.

Sure enough, it was more lively inside now that we left.

In the afternoon, the crew went up to the mountain to film, and it was another day of martial arts.

"Teacher Wang, you can't kick your feet like this."

"Your muscles are a bit stiff."

"You can't even do such a simple action."

"How did I do it? Isn't it just a matter of having hands?"

Ding Xiu is usually "taught" by Wang Luoyong a lot. When the two of them play opposite each other, it's like being in class, but Ding Xiu can't say anything.

Literary opera is his weakness, and what Wang Luoyong pointed out was correct.

Although the words are correct, they sound uncomfortable.

Until today, Ding Xiu finally regained control. Wang Luoyong's martial arts skills were not as good as his. He only showed a few hands, and Lao Wang was almost ashamed.

"Is this called simplicity?" Wang Luoyong was shocked when he saw Ding Xiu doing two and a half turns on his side.

He was embarrassed to say that he had practiced Peking Opera when he was a child, was a martial arts student, and had martial arts skills.

But compared with Ding Xiu, the gap is too big.

He wanted to comfort himself with the fact that the young man was physically strong, but the fact was that when he was young, he couldn't do it as easily as Ding Xiu.

"Isn't it simple? They are all basic movements." Ding Xiu picked up a sword, turned around and performed a dizzying sword dance: "Teacher Wang, if you are interested, we can have a good discussion some other time."

On the surface, it seems to be for personal revenge, but in fact, Ding Xiu is mostly making fun of him.

Although Lao Wang is a bit old-fashioned, loves to preach, and is easily possessed by Confucius when he sees young people, overall Ding Xiu doesn't dislike him.

Because he is qualified to preach, Ding Xiu feels that his understanding of the characters becomes richer each time he gives his guidance.

Even before he met Wang Luoyong, he only used acting as a money-making business, and never thought that there was such a deep art in it.

He couldn't even imagine those stories that would last a lifetime in one play.

"Okay." Wang Luoyong smiled and said, "I happened to be studying the role of martial arts movements in movies and TV series recently. I heard Zhao Jian said that you are an expert in this field, so I just want to ask you for advice."

Ding Xiu held up his hand and said, "I don't dare to ask for advice. I am sure that I know everything and can tell you everything. But I am just a martial artist, so I may not be able to do what you want."

"I know you don't have much education. Just leave the academic work to me and you can explain the martial arts to me."

Ding Xiu: "..."

Although it is true that he is uneducated, it still needs to be said.

In fact, many artists have little education, and he is not alone.

Including those majoring students, in Lao Wang's eyes, it is the same. On the surface, it looks like three years of college and one year of internship. In fact, few people in major acting academies can take the full three-year course.

Most of them go out to take roles in their sophomore and junior years, and some even go out as early as their freshman year, and come back every semester to take exams.

In this case, most of the students in the majors are high school students with high school education. After a few years of college, they have forgotten most of the high school knowledge, which means they are not very educated.

There are also artists who have become monks halfway, and many of them only have a junior high school education.

So in this circle, Ding Xiu has nothing to feel inferior to. The eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, everyone is about the same.

Wang Luoyong added: "Don't worry, I won't take credit for your work. When the research results are published, your name will definitely be added to the author's signature column."

"That's so embarrassing." Ding Xiu chuckled.

"What's the point of being embarrassed? Don't bother me. I think you young people should read more books and stop looking for money. Look at you. When asked about acting knowledge, you don't know anything about it. .”

"Really, I think it's a miracle that you've made it this far. But if you want to take a step further in the future, you can't do it without improving your acting ability. You can't beat the Best Actor by fighting."

"If you have time, you can come to the theater and take classes. It will only do you good and not bad..."

In fact, Wang Luoyong is not as preachy as Ding Xiu thought. He just saw that Ding Xiu was young, similar to the students he taught, smart and capable, and had acting talent. His only shortcoming was that he did not work hard enough, which was a bit of a waste of talent. He felt it was a pity. , so I am willing to say a few more words.

In the actor's profession, life experience and cultural accumulation are all that we strive for to the end.

Why is it difficult for martial arts actors to win awards? It’s because they spend all their time practicing kung fu and rarely study acting.

Take Cheng Long and Liang Chaowei as examples. It is estimated that ten Liang Chaowei cannot beat one Cheng Long.

But when it comes to acting skills, none of ten Cheng Longs can beat Tony Leung Chaowei.

At major film festivals, judges judge your acting skills, so what's the use of your skills?

People like Li Lienjie are now starting to transform. If you watch his movies, you will know that there are fewer and fewer martial arts and more and more literary and emotional dramas. This is a sign of hard work.

It came again. Ding Xiu's scalp was numb and he hurriedly handed it over: "Teacher Wang, I have learned a lesson. I will definitely go to your show when I have time. By the way, I don't understand the script a little. Can I ask you for advice?"

"What don't you understand?"

"In this line, Yang Guo's feelings for his Aunt Guo are a bit too harsh. Although he is the enemy who killed his father, he is kind to him at the same time and should not be so unkind and unjust."

"That's not right. Yang Guo is a person who has a clear sense of grudges and grudges. He is not so irritated. It's enough for you to hesitate a little when you perform. Don't go too far. You can change the lines according to your own feelings and find the best angle. How? How to find comfort."

Ding Xiu was surprised: "It's not good to change the lines randomly."

After five years in the industry, he has rarely touched his lines. He usually reads whatever the screenwriter writes.

He specializes in the art field, but he is not a screenwriter, and his control over the script is definitely not as good as others, so he usually doesn't interfere much with the lines of the script.

Except for Xu Haofeng's lost martial arts scene, I was too deeply involved in the drama at that time, and I couldn't help but move a few plot lines due to the emotional exaggeration.

Wang Luoyong sighed and shook his head: "The words written by the screenwriter are 100% consistent with the characters, must they be right?"

"If you always act according to the script and don't have your own ideas, you will be a second-rate actor for the rest of your life."

"An actor's acting is a secondary creation, shaping the character based on the existing script framework. Remember, it is shaping the character, not getting close to the character. If you just get close, you will never be able to perform the character to the extreme."

"For example, if you play a migrant worker, no matter how much you go to the construction site to experience life, you can't really portray a migrant worker. At most, it's 80 or 90 percent."

"After all, you are not a real migrant worker. Working on a construction site is one aspect. You cannot experience other people's family life and life experiences."

"So we have to create characters, use our own knowledge and research materials to construct an image of migrant workers in our minds, and then put ourselves into it, listen, see and feel..."

"Screenwriters are not omnipotent. Let alone the Divine Condor Crew, what many top screenwriters write may not be correct. For example, Liu Zhengyun wrote an article called Review of the Past 1942, which talked about hunger. The characters were so hungry that they could not speak. It’s still full of vitality, and it looks like it was written after I was full, not hungry.”

"Of course, if you want to change the script, you must first convince the screenwriter, convince people with reason, and persuade people. People will only admire you and not blame you..."

Wang Luoyong said a lot, but the one sentence that impressed Ding Xiu deeply was that if he acted according to the script, he would be a second-rate actor his whole life.

So, before finishing work that day, Ding Xiu took the script to find the screenwriter.

The screenwriter said that the work was about to end and asked him to talk tomorrow. Ding Xiu thought of what Wang Luoyong said about convincing people with reason, and pressed the screenwriter on his seat with one hand and asked him to read the script.

Sure enough, the screenwriter's temper suddenly improved and he said that the suggestions he made were great and he must consider them carefully.

The next day, Yu Min caught Ding Xiu and squirted.

"Ding Xiu, what did you do? The screenwriter said you wanted to beat him."

"Director Yu, don't talk nonsense. When did I hit him?"

"He said you put his head on the table yesterday and forced him to change the script."

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. The script is wrong. I had some ideas of my own. I was chatting with him. I swear, I didn't hit him. We had a great chat at the time."

"Happy shit, a 1.8 meter tall man. He found me yesterday and burst into tears. He said you were bullying others and he couldn't stay any longer."

"I really don't have one..."

After all, Ding Xiu finally explained clearly and told Yu Min about the script. Yu Min initially said that he was very busy, but then stopped being busy after Ding Xiu pressed his shoulders and sat down on the chair.

Within a few minutes, the script was revised.

…

In June, the crew left Xiangshan Film and Television City and came to Jiuzhaigou to film.

Compared with Xiangshan Film and Television City, the scenery here is more than a little bit more beautiful. Everyone takes pictures with their cameras as soon as they enter the venue every day.

"Look here and smile."

"eggplant!"

On this day, Liu Yifei was wearing a thin white gown, with a waterfall of long straight black hair hanging down behind him, all the way to his calves.

Ding Xiu is also in ancient costume and has long hair. The two are shoulder to shoulder, each holding a sword and posing.

Behind them was a huge waterfall falling from the sky. The sound was deafening.

"Let me see how the photo goes." After Zhao Liying pressed the shutter, Liu Yifei hurried over to see the photo effect.

"Not bad, the light is pretty good. Later, would you like to take some more pictures?"

Hearing this title, Ding Xiu's mouth twitched. I don't know when Liu Yifei changed his nickname again. He also called him the same name in private, saying that calling his cousin was too dramatic, and it would be easy to get into trouble with him.

Ding Xiu also asked Ding Xiu to call her aunt, or master, Long Er.

Ding Xiu almost slapped her on the back of the head.

"That's almost it. You've filmed all over Jiuzhaigou Valley. Leave some regrets to yourself. We'll be filming soon."

Being dragged around to check in and take pictures every day, Ding Xiu's legs became numb.

"Okay." Liu Yifei sighed regretfully. She felt that many places were quite beautiful and could be photographed again.

But Ding Xiu couldn't help her if he didn't cooperate.

After a while, the staff tied the wires to Liu Yifei. The scene was Xiao Longnu fighting Li Mochou. The two sides flew around and fought in the middle of the waterfall.

The waterfall looks turbulent, but it is actually not dangerous.

Because people don't fall into the water, they are fighting in the air with wires hanging. They are just swinging around. You can see the cliff not far away from the air, which is a bit scary.

But this is not a problem for Liu Yifei. When she was filming "The Legend of Sword and Fairy", she had filmed many Wia movies.

The film has been filming for a month, and she has long been accustomed to Wia as there are many martial arts scenes.

Not to mention just a few big swings, even holding the reins with one hand and riding the horse without fear.

"The actors prepare."

"All departments are prepared."

"Irrelevant personnel will leave."

Wearing a Taoist robe, Meng Guangmei, who plays Li Mochou, stood on the shore, her legs trembling and she kept taking deep breaths.

Liu Yifei comforted her: "It's okay, Sister Meng. She passed away as soon as she opened and closed her eyes. The crew Wia is very strong and there is no problem at all. You see, I am not afraid."

"Xixi, my sister can't compare with you. You young people are so brave. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I saw the cliff."

"Sister Meng, you have to believe in the professionalism of the crew."

After training in this drama, Liu Yifei is now very courageous. It is said that she has always been very courageous. She has loved playing games like roller coasters since she was a child.

"Liu Yifei has returned to his position, no more chatting."

"Are you ready?"

"Field management board."

As the staff fucked Lavia fiercely, the two women were hung in the air, swinging back and forth like a big pendulum. Each swing was a fight in the air.

The whisk and the sword collided, making a clanging sound.

The reason why many people are annoyed with wire action is that the filming is slow. Each time the wire is pulled, several shots are shot. One scene takes a whole morning to shoot, which makes people weak and the actors hanging on the wire are also very tired.

Liu Yifei kept filming for more than an hour. His waist was getting red marks early on, and his hands and feet were stiff but he still kept on filming.

After all, he was still young and lacked physical strength. During the flying action, he was supposed to step on the rocks in the water to stand up and then jump up. His foot slipped and he fell into the water with a plop.

Not far from her was the cliff below the waterfall.

Visible to the naked eye, Wia is like a fishing line, being pulled by the fish biting the bait and running towards the edge of the cliff.