This actor needs more money

It was already early spring when Ding Xiu returned to China. Neither he nor Gao Yuanyuan could come back this year and spent the Spring Festival abroad.

Many relatives and friends who were supposed to come to visit could not come.

During the New Year's Day, Zhao Liying and Jia Ling called him specifically, and Ding Xiu also asked about their current situation.

Because Zhao Liying had just started her career on her own, she had a mediocre career. She kept taking roles, and she kept taking roles. They were all bit parts, and she took on a few supporting roles from time to time.

But according to her, she is very satisfied because she makes money quickly, much faster than when she was an assistant.

He also said that when he earns one or two million, he will come back and continue working as an assistant.

Jia Ling's situation is much better than that of Zhao Liying. It has been a few years since she graduated from college. She has a cross talk master who guides her, and her career is getting better and better. The cross talk inn she owned opened more than 200 shows last year.

There were fewer openings this year because she was on TV.

Occasionally I run some comedy variety shows to make my presence felt in front of the audience.

Female comedians are not easy to get along with. It is already very good that she has reached this point. She said that she plans to sign up for the Spring Festival Gala this year. Ding Xiu encouraged her and asked her for an autograph.

Except for Jia Ling and Zhao Liying, everyone else around them is also busy in their own way.

The busiest one is Baoqiang.

Because he is getting married soon.

Ding Xiu came back this time just in time for the wedding.

March 18th, Wang Baoqiang’s villa.

"Put some roses here."

"The word "囍" is pasted upwards and is a bit crooked."

"Everyone has worked hard, and a small red envelope is not a sign of respect."

"Thank you, Brother Qiang. I wish you a happy marriage and a son soon."

"Thanks."

On the sofa in the living room, Ding Xiu crossed his legs, holding a handful of melon seeds and knocking them slowly. Directly in front of him was a large-screen LCD TV, which was playing Swordsman.

The one that Ding Xiu participated in back then.

After so many years, I still feel a little emotional when I look back at it, it must have been really young.

Wang Baoqiang, who was in a white shirt, was sweating all the time. He looked at the leisurely Ding Xiu and said speechlessly: "Brother Xiu, although I know you were handsome when you were young, you don't have to come all the way to my house just to watch Ding Xiu's performance. TV series."

Ding Xiu didn't even move his eyes: "As long as one of the family moves, you didn't see your sister Yuanyuan running back and forth."

The flowers for Baoqiang's wedding were all ordered from Gao Yuanyuan's flower shop. The order was huge, and the roses alone cost over 100,000 yuan.

Last week, when Ding Xiu and the others came back from the United States, Gao Yuanyuan has been busy adjusting goods and helping to decorate the wedding scene.

Baoqiang rolled his eyes: "You are so cruel."

Ding Xiu shook Erlang's legs: "Family status, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand. Just stay paralyzed. Later, you can use your sports car as a wedding car for me."

"It's a small matter, I'll let Xiao Zhao be the driver."

"Is she back?"

"I heard you were getting married, so I took two days off. I'll be here tomorrow."

Raising his hand to look at his watch, Wang Baoqiang said, "Brother Bo and Brother Jing haven't arrived yet."

"Don't worry, they won't be able to come until dinner time."

Wang Baoqiang sighed: "You are such good brothers."

The thing he regrets most in his life is probably letting these guys be his best men.

Ding Xiu said: "After such a comparison, I have a conscience and came here early in the morning."

The wedding is tomorrow, today we just decorate the wedding room.

Being bored, Ding Xiu, who was going home from shopping for groceries, happened to pass by and come over to take a look.

After patting his trouser pocket, Wang Baoqiang turned around and took out a strip of Huazi from the drawer under the TV cabinet, opened a pack, handed one to Ding Xiu, ordered one himself, and then sat down on the sofa to rest.

With a cigarette hanging from his mouth, Ding Xiu was surprised. He remembered that Bao Qiang never smoked.

"Is there so much pressure to get married now?"

Squinting his eyes, Baoqiang pulled back his hair and said confusedly: "How should I put it? I found that life is not as happy as before. I was very happy when I was in love. But it is still different after I really enter life. There are all kinds of worries about daily necessities."

Ding Xiu patted him on the shoulder: "It's normal. It's always like this. When we first met, we saw each other's advantages. As time went by and we became familiar with each other, we discovered more and more shortcomings, and conflicts gradually disappeared. Yes, we quarrel from time to time."

"When one party can't bear it anymore, a bigger conflict arises. In the end, the woman says she didn't expect you to be such a person, and the man says I am the only one who can tolerate you."

"At that time, everything about the vows of eternal love and the flowers before and under the moon were all forgotten. When facing the person in front of me, I would only feel strange and uncomfortable."

Baoqiang nodded with tears in his eyes: "Brother Xiu, I finally know why you don't get married. You understand."

Ding Xiu put down his crossed legs: "Actually, I don't understand either. This is what I saw Wu Jingfa say yesterday."

Baoqiang: "Brother Jing has a lot of stories."

"Who says it's not the case? I've only been to Hong Kong Island for a few days." Ding Xiu leaned back on the sofa and blew out a puff of smoke: "Men, as long as you don't get married, you'll be a young man after all."

Wang Baoqiang glanced under Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu slapped him on the back of the head: "Where are you looking?"

"Who's still the big guy?"

At the gate, Wu Jing and Huang Bo came over in a group, talking and laughing.

Huang Bo looked at the villa: "The house is nice, how much does it cost?"

Baoqiang had bought a house before, but it was several years ago. The location was good, but it was a bit small and not as big as the one in front of him.

"Seven to eight million is too expensive. I don't even want to buy it. My brothers and sisters don't have to buy it. It's better to be bigger. It has face and can add value. You think it's our job. What can we do with the added value? It’s totally unnecessary. It’s just a house that’s comfortable to live in. It’s so big and empty that you’d get lost even if you got up in the middle of the night to urinate.”

Huang Bo smiled: "How about we switch? My house is not big, so you can live with me."

Wang Baoqiang gave him a middle finger in return.

"Where's the wine? How can there be no wine?" Wu Jing stared at the kitchen as soon as he came.

Wang Baoqiang sighed: "Wait, I'll get it."

After saying that, he went upstairs. After a few minutes, he came downstairs with a box of Wuliangye in his arms.

The four of them just started drinking in the living room.

…

The next day, floats with roses lined up lined up on the street.

Ding Xiu, in a neat suit, was sitting in the passenger seat, leaning on the door frame with one hand. On both sides of the street were passers-by who stopped in surprise.

Zhao Liying wore a long skirt, a necklace around her neck, her hair was slightly curled, and spread around her waist. She placed her high heels in the back row and wore flat shoes.

"Brother Xiu, I came all the way here and you asked me to be your driver. Can you bear it?"

Ding Xiu said slowly: "Isn't this to let you master the business in advance, so that you won't get used to it when you come back in the future."

"Don't worry about it. Although I haven't bought a car yet, my business ability is still there. I'm very good at it."

Just after the red light passed, Zhao Liying expertly put into gear and stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

She had been driving this sports car before and was very familiar with it. She knew exactly where Ding Xiu's razor and charger were.

Turning his head and looking at Zhao Liying for a few times, Ding Xiu realized that the little girl from back then had grown up. She had been alone for a long time. Her eyes were firm and her temperament was more mature. She was very different from her previous carefree and silly look.

Society still trains people.

Soon, the motorcade took the bride and groom to the five-star hotel.

The wedding was held as scheduled.

As the best man, Ding Xiu stood on the stage, standing in a row with Huang Bo and Wu Jing.

In front is Wang Baoqiang.

Wu Jing whispered: "When I get married in the future, I will never ask Brother Xiu to be the best man."

If a handsome guy mixes in among a group of ordinary people, there will be no harm if there is no comparison.

Although I was a young kid when I was young, I can't help but feel that as I get older, I still can't compare to Ding Xiu.

With Ding Xiu and Huang Bo here, it was impossible for the place to be indifferent. The two of them sang and harmonized, and the laughter never stopped.

During the bride's flower-throwing session, Xiaorong looked back, then threw the flower heavily, and it landed accurately in Gao Yuanyuan's arms.

"Hey, Sister Yuanyuan, this is all God's will. I wish you good things next year."

"Sister Yuanyuan, when will you get married?"

"Haha, whether to get married or not is up to me alone."

With that said, Gao Yuanyuan turned her eyes to Ding Xiu.

She is one year older than Ding Xiu, and is already thirty-one. She is not too young, and she cannot afford to waste a few years.

If you don't get married until a few years later, having children will be a big problem in the future.

But speaking of it, she was unlucky. She and Ding Xiu did not use umbrellas many times when it rained, and they never won the bid.

Huang Bo patted Ding Xiu on the shoulder: "What are you looking around for? I want to ask you, when will you get married? Please tell me the right time."

Wu Jing also added: "Yes, you are already a grown-up. What's the point of dragging me down?"

Baoqiang said: "Brother Xiu, I'm younger than you, and I'm already married. Don't wait for my children to run around and you're still a bachelor."

The three of them all felt that it was time for Ding Xiu to calm down. The master of time management was really a bit hateful.

Because they don't.

Ding Xiu laughed: "Let's finish this period of time, this year is a bit busy."

Gao Yuanyuan smiled slightly. Although Ding Xiu didn't say the specific time, he relaxed at least.

Only Huang Bo and the other three rolled their eyes, while Ding Xiu didn't seem to say anything.

As for men, as long as they don't hit the ground, it doesn't really count.

Ding Xiu didn't dare to stay on stage. Seeing that it was almost time, Ding Xiu found an opportunity to have a meal under the stage.

Wang Baoqiang is an artist from Huayi. Today, there are many people from Huayi who came to support him. Huang Xiaoming, Li Binbin, Tong Dawei and others are all here.

Not only the artist came, but also the boss of Huayi came to congratulate him in person.

Once upon a time, Bao Qiang was just a transparent person in Huayi, but now he is not what he used to be. He is not handsome and not tall, but he just relies on his acting skills to stay in the first echelon.

Looking through the entire entertainment industry, there is no more inspiring person than him.

The audience calls him one of the best actors among actors born in the 1980s.

Ding Xiu stepped down, Qin Gang waved to him, and walked over. He was sitting at the same table as CEO Huayi. At the same table were Li Binbin, Huang Xiaoming, and Yang Mi from Qin Chao Entertainment.

Yang Mi was not familiar with Wang Baoqiang. When she came to the company, Baoqiang had already left. Today she came here just to join in the fun. She was also an acquaintance. She followed Gao Yuanyuan and quickly became involved with the bridesmaids.

"Mr. Wang."

"Ding Xiu, long time no see, sit down."

"Sister Binbin."

"Haha, Brother Xiu is too polite."

"Brother Xiu."

"Don't dare."

Ding Xiu greeted Li Binbin and Huang Xiaoming one after another, and both of them jokingly called him brother.

Although it is a joke, it is enough to show Ding Xiu's current status in the entertainment industry. He is almost at the top of the TV drama field. He has also won the title of The Emperor, and he has starred in many leading male roles.

In the domestic entertainment circle, those who make movies are generally better than those who make TV series.

Ding Xiu is the only one among the first-line actors who is not inferior to the first-line actors in the slightest.

"Brother Xiu, long time no see, I miss you so much." Yang Mi said with a smile.

She stood up after Ding Xiu came over and waited until Ding Xiu sat down before she sat down.

Ding Xiu said: "I heard that you have taken on another female lead role. Congratulations."

After winning the title of "Four Little Actresses", Yang Mi's career took a qualitative leap. She had many film appointments, all of which were female leads.

This year and next year will probably be her breakout period.

If her works can withstand criticism, she will still be popular in the next five years. If her works are not good, she will be like that in a few years.

It was Lao Qin who knew Ding Xiu well enough to hear what he meant, and said: "I have never relaxed my encouragement and supervision of Xiao Yang. Although there are many film appointments, we have always accepted the scenes with the standard of "preferring less than excess."

"Try to get through these two years, receive more good scripts, and lay a solid foundation."

Yang Mi is still young, and Qin Gang doesn't want her path to be cut off like this.

The original Qin Lan is a living example. When he was popular, he could keep pace with Ding Xiu. Later, he made many bad movies, and now he is not as good as Yang Mi.

"Mr. Qin's teachings are very good." Huayi's Mr. Wang said: "An actor must have works and acting skills, so that the road can be long. If there is an opportunity later, we will cooperate more and help me guide my actors."

"Mr. Wang, thank you very much. Cooperation is no problem. Could you please help the young people here..."

The greetings Qin Gang and Mr. Wang exchanged were all polite.

But Ding Xiu heard it, and there was probably a possibility of cooperation between the two families.

The two bosses were chatting, but Ding Xiu was too lazy to join in and started chatting with Li Binbin next to him.

A few years ago, this ruthless man was still the one who overpowered Fan Binbin. Since Fan Binbin left Huayi, he has skyrocketed. Now he is nicknamed Fan Ye and he is doing better than Li Binbin.

But that's compared to the top level.

Looking at the entertainment industry, Fan Binbin can be said to be the most popular artist now. There is no one among them. There are few who can compare with her.

Yang Mi was a junior, so she didn't interrupt and just listened to the big boss chatting.

Soon, the wedding was over.

Before getting into the car, Ding Xiu also received a box of tea from Mr. Wang. He said that he heard that Ding Xiu loves tea and gave it to him.

Eighty-eight thousand Lao Ban Zhang.

Ding Xiu was not polite and took it easily.

Besides wine, he does love tea.

I brewed a pot when I got home, and I felt an indescribable feeling.

It's numb in the mouth.

It's like drinking hot pot base.

You don't need to think about it to know that Lao Wang was deceived.

These days it’s popular to give tea and wine, especially to people. The bosses don’t look at the best, only the most expensive.

The next day, Ding Xiu gave the tea to Qin Gang. He heard that it was eighty-eight thousand. Qin Gang also brewed a pot and tasted it for a few times. Ganshengjin, one word, worth it!

Seeing what Qin Gang said so clearly, Ding Xiu was confused. He drank another drink, but his tongue was still numb.