This actor needs more money

This scene was a night scene and could only be filmed after dark. After putting on makeup, Ding Xiu sat on a chair with a thermos cup in his hand, humming a song and leisurely waiting for the sunset.

On the set, the staff were running around, and the extras were still rehearsing. Wang Jiawei kept changing camera positions, looking for the best shooting angles, and drawing things on paper with a pen from time to time. After a while, the floor was covered with paper balls.

Ding Xiu was the most relaxed in the whole scene, like an old man, unhurried.

Wang Jiawei, who never saw actors who were more comfortable than himself, shouted to Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, have you understood your martial arts moves? Are you just drinking tea there?"

Ding Xiu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and without turning his head, he stretched out his hand to sign OK.

Are you kidding me? With his strength, it wouldn't be a matter of minutes to win over these extras. If it weren't for filming, this fight would have killed several people, and it would have taken him seven, seven, forty-nine days. seats.

From the rehearsals till now, he is not perfecting his martial arts moves, but constantly reducing his punching speed and avoiding important parts.

After finishing the tea in the thermos cup and humming Ding Xiu's song, the sun set and night fell.

In this scene, he had very few lines, just a few words in total.

He has a meticulous slicked back hair, a mustache on his lips, a dark suit, a gray vest, a white shirt and a black tie.

The whole person is mature and stable.

In the coffee shop, Ding Xiu sat down. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a three-quarter haircut and a Chinese tunic suit.

Five or six people surrounded him.

Before the director called to start, Ding Xiu picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was a bit bitter and not good to drink.

With his legs crossed, Ding Xiu rested his elbows on the table, quietly waiting for the phone to turn on. The time passed by minute by second, and in the blink of an eye, Ding Xiu's feet were numb, and he almost dozed off without hearing the sound of the keyboard.

After asking several times along the way, Wang Jiawei told him to wait.

Song Huiqiao leaned outside the window and asked with a smile: "Brother Xiu, how do you feel now?"

She was very envious of Ding Xiu being able to film within a week of joining the cast.

Because it has been three months since she joined the cast and she hasn't filmed a single day. Instead, her badminton and mahjong skills are getting better and better.

Ding Xiu exhaled: "I'm very angry now."

I don’t know what Wang Jiawei is doing. All the work is clearly in place and the sky is dark, so filming can start.

But just procrastinating and not filming is a waste of time.

If it weren't for the sake of money, I would really want to beat him up.

Song Huiqiao: "I'll look back and see if there are any things from Binghuo, and I'll buy you some."

Ding Xiu tilted his head, and his voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Only someone can defeat me."

"Then you'd better go see a doctor." Song Huiqiao didn't understand.

"well."

"Every department is ready, and irrelevant personnel will leave."

Finally, Wang Jiawei's voice came.

The phone was about to be turned on. Song Huiqiao did not dare to stay any longer and trotted away from the scene.

"Brother Xiu, I know your character. It's up to you to decide your lines and fights, and do whatever you feel comfortable with."

Ding Xiu rolled his eyes. He didn't have a few lines in total. He just made a fool of himself and just followed the script. The scenes were scheduled during the day, so there was no need to change them. He just wanted to finish filming and go back as soon as possible. sleep.

"Three two one, let's go!"

"Do you remember our vows?"

"What oath?"

"I swear to be sincere, loyal to the leader, obedient to the organization, willing to work hard and make sacrifices to achieve the mission. Anyone who violates the oath is willing to accept any severe sanctions."

"Can the items from Babao Street and Chaotian Palace still be used on Hong Kong Island?"

The conversation between Yi Yiantian and his colleagues follows ordinary shooting techniques. Usually one of them is filmed first, and then the other is filmed after the other person has finished speaking. Later, they are spliced ​​together using montage techniques to make it look like a normal conversation.

But Wang Jiawei didn't play like that, but took one shot to the end.

First, I took pictures of Yixiantian's colleagues, and then slowly pointed the camera at Yixiantian.

The whole process tests the actor's acting skills and requires a strong rhythm. When the other party is speaking, you have to act well, because the camera may be sweeping over you in the next second.

Whenever one of them goes wrong during the process, the scene will have to be repeated.

Fortunately, there were no problems with Ding Xiu and the opposing actors, and the filming was completed smoothly.

The second one is to shoot martial arts scenes.

"Clang!"

The window glass of the cafe was broken, and several figures flew out.

There was a killer who was vomiting blood pressed under Xiantiantian's knees. On the street, there were many figures, a bunch of people in suits and top hats, holding sharp short blades, who had been waiting for a long time.

Without a word of nonsense, Yi Xiantian rushed forward with a cold expression.

…

"Click, pass!"

"Change the camera position and shoot again."

"Brother Xiu's expression can be a little colder."

Martial arts scenes are relatively time-consuming. A single punching scene involves several close-ups. It took Ding Xiu more than four hours to shoot a scene that lasted less than two minutes.

At twelve o'clock, the crew called it a day.

"Okay, Master Ding, this is the fastest filming that Director Wang has ever done." Yuan Heping smiled and walked towards Ding Xiu who had taken off his makeup and was putting on his coat.

"Isn't that quick?" Ding Xiu said with fatigue in his tone.

Martial arts scenes are his strength. This scene lasted for more than one minute and lasted for more than four hours. It had never happened before in his martial arts career.

I also went NG many times in the middle.

It wasn't that he wasn't good at martial arts, and he didn't know why Wang Jiawei was so crazy, so he just said it didn't look good, so he tried another one. After the next one, he came with a sentence that made people vomit blood. He said forget it, the previous one was better.

"You will know if you stay a few more days." Yuan Heping said: "Liang Chaowei is the same as you. There is a scene where he faces many enemies. It took him more than half a month to shoot, but you can finish it in more than four hours. If he knew, Don’t mention how envious I am.”

Wang Jiawei is famous for his toughness in filming. There are only a handful of actors who can shoot a scene in his hands in one day.

Ding Xiu spent more than four hours, which was already incredible.

"Really?" Ding Xiu felt a little better.

Thinking about how Ashes of Time was filmed for several years, and the actor was trapped in the desert and cursed every day, he shot one scene in just over four hours, which was really fast.

"Hum, actually I want to go slower, and work slowly to get the best out of my work." With his mind balanced, Ding Xiu started to show off.

Yuan Heping said with a smile: "You are afraid that the filming will be too fast, because you will be paid less."

In the entire crew, Ding Xiu is the only one who is paid a monthly salary of one million a month.

According to the current progress, his scenes will be finished in two months if they can't hold on. If he shoots his scenes every day, it can be completed in half a month.

However, the high salary offered by Wang Jiawei is really worth it. Ding Xiu's martial arts is indeed powerful. He needs strength and speed, and he has all kinds of difficult moves at his fingertips. He fights too hard.

Zhang Jin used to be in the Yuan family class and was considered his apprentice. His skills as a martial arts champion were not on the same level as Ding Xiu.

It's not that the movements are not standard. On the contrary, the most standard thing from a martial arts team like Zhang Jin's is the movements. The stance of a horse is how many centimeters it is, and how high and straight the punch is delivered, everything is precise.

But they just couldn't capture Ding Xiu's charm.

Can't learn either.

Because on the surface, Ding Xiu's movements are no different from those of Zhang Jin and the others, but if you look closely, there are still some differences.

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Ding Xiu was really a little afraid of filming too fast. Wang Sunjing had to work hard to film him every day. This amount of scenes was simply not enough.

How about doing more work every day from now on?

…

"Congratulations to Brother Xiu. I heard that he shot a scene in four hours last night. It was amazing."

The next day, Liang Chaowei came over to start work, and the first thing he said when he saw Ding Xiu was to say congratulations with a smile: "Since joining the group, this is the fastest I have ever filmed. You don't know, I had a cigarette lighter before." Director Wang gave me NG for three days."

That's right, Wang Jiawei's NG is not counted by bars, but by days.

Liang Chaowei almost went crazy with the action of lighting a cigarette.

This morning I heard that Ding Xiu only spent four hours on one scene. His first reaction was that it was impossible, but everyone said so, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

So I came here early specifically to see yesterday's replay to see what kind of martial arts scene Wong Jiawei could finish in four hours.

"It's all due to Master Ba's good guidance and the hard work and cooperation of the extras." Ding Xiu waved his hand and said modestly: "I just contributed a little bit, nothing great, not worth mentioning."

"Look at you, you are still so humble. Let's go and watch the replay of yesterday. I want to know how you played."

Given Liang Chaowei's status, if he wanted to watch the replay, there was no way the crew wouldn't let him watch it. Wang Jiawei was not around, so the assistant director called out yesterday's Ding Xiu's martial arts scene for him.

There is no editing, they are all segment by segment, some are only a few seconds long, and some are dozens of seconds long.

Taking a chair, Liang Chaowei chose to read from the first article, which lasted for more than half an hour.

When he came across a wonderful clip, he would watch it over and over again without getting tired. While watching it, he would ask Ding Xiu why he had to fight like this.

I have to admit that Ding Xiu's martial arts are very strong. Almost all of these martial arts can be said to be actual combat, and they are not lacking in beauty. They are simply textbook martial arts.

A martial arts scene he had spent half a month filming was still inferior to Ding Xiu's.

"My martial arts skills are average."

"Actually, these plays can be better, but there is not enough time."

After Ding Xiu finished explaining to Liang Chaowei, he boasted a lot.

Liang Chaowei didn't even dare to answer the question. Ding Xiu's martial arts scenes were average. The pretense was really a bit too big for him to answer.

Looking at the entire entertainment industry, among the martial arts actors, who dares to say that he can fight better than Ding Xiu?

Although those martial arts actors have been practicing martial arts for decades, they can probably count the number of actual fights on both hands. Ding Xiu fights in actual combat as if it were a daily routine. The eight major sects were beaten around, and the Sanda boxing champion was defeated.

It is said that when I was playing a small role in the past, I often fought with people with a watermelon knife.

This kind of person who fought all the way has a murderous look in his movements that ordinary martial arts practitioners don't have. This is his difference, and others cannot learn from it.

"It's okay. The most important thing our crew lacks is time." Wang Jiawei walked into the director's studio with a cigarette hanging from his mouth and said, "Brother Xiu, I decided to reshoot last night's scene, and I'm going to have to work hard for you again."

Ding Xiu: "..."

"Director Wang, I would like to ask, what made you decide to reshoot?"

"Am I not doing well enough, or is there something wrong with my martial arts moves?"

"No, it was thundering and raining in the middle of the night last night. I was woken up by the sound of rain, and I was wondering if it would be better to shoot this fight scene on a rainy night."

"Those killers who carry knives without umbrellas on rainy nights seem to have more artistic conception."

Ding Xiu had something in his mind that he didn't know whether to say or not. The reason why Wang Jiawei decided to reshoot was because of the rain.

But that’s fine, let’s just reshoot it again. I’m just worried that I won’t have the chance to work hard.

"Director Wang is indeed rigorous enough. I support your decision unconditionally."

"Thank you Brother Xiu for your understanding."

"It's okay, it's all for art."

"Then do you think the time for reshooting can be exempted from being included in the remuneration?"

"Would you like to try with one less penny?"

"Hahaha."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Liang Chaowei burst out laughing. He knew that the following sentences were a joke, but he didn't expect that the two of them could be so humorous.

Hearing the laughter, Wang Jiawei turned to Liang Chaowei and said, "Wei Zai, your fight scene will also be re-filmed and changed to a rainy night scene."

Liang Chaowei: "..."

Now it was his turn to be depressed.

Unlike Ding Xiu who gets a monthly salary, he gets a package.

No money will be given for overtime.

For Ding Xiuwu, a scene can be shot in one day at most, and it only takes three to five days to finish it. He is different, he starts in ten days.

If Wang Jiawei wants to reshoot, it will cost him his life.

…

Five days later, Ding Xiu waited for his retake.

Artificial rainfall, sprinklers spraying rainwater, a group of extras standing in the rain, shivering from the rain, the bluestone floor has been completely washed away, and there is water accumulation in the uneven places.

In the coffee shop, Ding Xiuren is in the play.

"Do you remember our vows?"

"What oath?"

"I swear to be sincere, loyal to the leader, obedient to the organization, willing to work hard and make sacrifices to achieve the mission. Anyone who violates the oath is willing to accept any severe sanctions."

"Fuck! Can the things from Babao Street and Chaotian Palace still be used on Hong Kong Island?"

During the filming again, Ding Xiu changed his lines and added the word "fuck". This was a complaint against Wang Sunglasses because he had to shoot this scene for more than an hour.

I don’t know if it’s because of the uncle’s arrival, but Wang Sunjing is fighting him today.

In front of the monitor, Wang Jiawei's eyes lit up: "The words are well added and the expression is right."

"Ka, Brother Xiu, that's it. I want to be unruly and unruly, and I'll give you another one."

"Fuck!" Ding Xiu cursed again.

If you want to be unruly, tell me earlier, he can perform in his true colors, and it's no problem to be more fierce.

On the other hand, Ding Xiu's demeanor changed. He leaned on the table with one hand and tilted his head slightly. The camera shot from a high position, making Ding Xiu's eyes even more unruly and disdainful.

"Fuck! Can the things from Babao Street and Chaotian Palace still be used on Hong Kong Island?"

"But our discipline is still there, the living come in and the dead go out."

"I'm going out now, what can you do?"

"try it yourself."

"Click, pass!"

There was no hoarse voice or fierce expression in this text, but the relationship between the two people was full of excitement, especially with Ding Xiu's eyes that despised everything and said, "I'll fuck whoever disobeys." He didn't doubt that he would take action in the next second.

In front of the monitor, Wang Jiawei leaned back on his chair and took a deep breath.

After taking so many photos, I finally found the feeling he wanted.

A thread of sky, alive.