This actor needs more money

Xu Haofeng asked everyone to stop working first, and he sat and smoked in the director's studio. He only smoked half a pack without anyone disturbing him.

He is weighing the gains and losses.

The crew has not been in production for a long time. If we really want to make changes, there are not many things that need to be changed. The difficult part is later.

For example, the murder case of the villa was originally just mentioned briefly and just showed a picture on the TV. According to Ding Xiulai's idea, it needed to be shot in real scenes.

Renting a villa and hiring actors are another expense.

There are also staff salaries, extended rental periods of filming equipment, post-production expenses...

This film is a low-budget film. As a new director, there are no investors to invest in him. The current funds are all provided by himself and borrowed from relatives and friends.

To put it bluntly, there is no money.

But when he thought of Ding Xiu's suggestion, he was very moved.

In the cold weather, there was a pile of cigarette butts at Xu Haofeng's feet. When everyone couldn't bear it, he stood up.

"We're done for today. Ding Xiu will come to my room later."

Everyone understood that this had to be changed, otherwise the work would not be finished and Ding Xiu would not be allowed to go to his room.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Gao Yuanyuan received a new notice. The shooting date had changed and the scene shot on the first day had to be reshot.

To be honest, she wasn't too frustrated, and was a little bit happy. If the film was re-filmed, Ding Xiu wouldn't be able to moisturize her, right?

An hour later, on the set.

Behind the monitor, Xu Haofeng's eyes were red. He didn't sleep all night last night and kept revising the script. He ran home to raise money this morning and hurried back after finishing the work.

"Junior brother, you have really good taste. This woman is very smooth."

Gao Yuanyuan was held in Ding Xiu's arms. Her thick eyelashes blinked where the camera could not capture it.

I have the heart to want to die.

Still haven’t escaped this line.

"I kill you!"

"Clang clang clang!"

"Junior brother, if senior brother said that he didn't touch this woman, would you believe it?"

"Stuck, pass!"

Xu Haofeng was very satisfied with Ding Xiu's performance. This scene was more accurately said to be a reshoot. The only thing that needed to be changed was one line.

As for the man who said he didn't touch the woman, whether his life or her body wasn't touched, it's up to the audience to judge for themselves.

A week later.

"Congratulations to Gao Yuanyuan for filming."

"Thank you, director, thank you everyone."

In the evening, the crew set up a wedding banquet for Gao Yuanyuan, and a total of four people came, Xu Haofeng, Ding Xiu, Wang Baoqiang, and Gao Yuanyuan.

On the table, Xu Haofeng said: "I'm short of money and can't put on a big scene, so I can only do this. I'll make up for it when the movie becomes popular."

It's not that he doesn't want to invite the whole group to dinner, it's just that he has a weak heart and insufficient balance.

Now he can't wait to break every penny into two cents and use it. In order to save money, he himself plays a supporting role.

"That's good. I'm embarrassed because there are so many people," Gao Yuanyuan said with a smile.

Ding Xiu drank the beer in his glass in one gulp and added another glass: "Director Xu, please hold on tight and don't go to the roadside stall for the final banquet when it's my time."

"Hahaha, that's not possible. I'll give you three dishes and one soup."

Picking up the orange juice cup, Gao Yuanyuan said: "Thank you all for taking care of me during this time. Here's a toast to you."

"Director Xu, you have deleted so many of my scenes. I have to make up for the next one. The salary is easy to negotiate and I will give you a discount."

"sure."

In the Lost Martial Arts 2.0 version, the scene in which the heroine is raped by the hero is gone, and some other scenes have also been deleted. Gao Yuanyuan's presence has been reduced a lot.

"Ding Xiu, if you have time in the future, bring Baoqiang and come to our school to play with me and treat you to dinner."

"If you promise to introduce some best friends to me, I will consider it."

"It's a beautiful thought. My best friends are all good girls. I can't let you cause trouble. Stay strong. Stay away from him in the future. It's easy to be led astray."

"My brother is a good man."

"If he were a good man, there would be no bad guys in the world."

Gao Yuanyuan smiled happily at Ding Xiu's expense. After getting in touch with him these days, she felt that he was still easy to get along with.

He is handsome, has strong martial arts skills, has a free and easy personality, is not coy at all, and has great personal charm.

Except he looks like a scumbag when he smiles, and his lust is obvious.

But this doesn't seem to be a shortcoming. Which man is not sexy? At least he is much better than someone who looks like a gentleman on the outside but is dirty on the inside.

She heard Wang Baoqiang say that Ding Xiu had always paid for the rent of the house they rented, as well as daily expenses. He was very generous and took good care of him.

Anyone who becomes a brother, a beloved relative or friend with him must be blessed through eight lifetimes of cultivation.

While several people were talking and laughing, the closing banquet was very enjoyable. During the banquet, Xu Haofeng insisted on drinking with Ding Xiu. After a few bottles, his face turned red and he started talking more.

"Being a director is so tiring. It's nothing like what I imagined. The budget alone completely crushed me."

"My relatives and friends were so scared that I borrowed money that they cut off contact with each other. Hiccup, I sold my family's courtyard house and raised half a million yuan... But I don't regret it."

"This is my first time as a director. Thank you all for your tolerance for me. If it weren't for you, I might not have persisted and would have given up halfway."

"Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you, a group of dedicated actors, and here's to you."

Picking up the bottle of wine, Xu Haofeng poured it into his mouth. After swallowing it in the blink of an eye, Gao Yuanyuan kindly reminded: "Director Xu, drink less. You have to start work tomorrow."

Under the table, Ding Xiu's hand touched her thigh lightly and said in a low voice: "Stop trying to persuade her. He is under great pressure. Let him vent."

Xu Haofeng's condition has deteriorated a lot since the film "The Lost Martial Arts" was launched. He is a young man and his hair has grown white.

Smoking two packs of cigarettes a day and staying up late to work are commonplace. If things go on like this, it would be strange if there are no psychological problems.

Gao Yuanyuan stretched out her little hand and pinched Ding Xiu's thigh hard, then gritted her teeth and said, "Speak carefully, why are you touching my leg?"

Ding Xiu: "I..."

It's so pitiful that he really just wanted to remind him and had no other intention.

Why did Gao Yuanyuan regard such a normal behavior as LSP taking advantage?

Is it possible that his character is really that bad?

"I'm not taking advantage."

"Then why don't you touch my hand?"

"That's what you said."

"You're dead, just wait for me."

Wang Baoqiang did not disturb Ding Xiu and Gao Yuanyuan's flirting, but comforted Xu Haofeng.

"Director Xu, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come in. Experts say that housing prices will drop. When you make money in the future, you can buy back as many courtyard houses as you want."

"You're right, it's only half a million. I'll definitely be able to make it back in the future. I'll make another five million. If it doesn't work in one year, it'll be ten years. Then I'll buy ten courtyard houses."

"Director Xu, you are so ambitious." Ding Xiu retracted his hand covered with nail marks, raised his glass and said, "I'll toast you."

Gao Yuanyuan lowered her head and drank orange juice, ignoring Ding Xiu and the others' nonsense. She studied economics herself and knew more or less about the market.

It is simply impossible to buy ten courtyard houses with five million in ten years.

The price of some courtyard houses in good locations is almost the same every month.

If the five million in ten years can only buy back the original yard, Xu Haofeng may collapse.