This actor needs more money

Chapter 88 Can’t sleep (please vote)

After playing around with Gao Yuanyuan for a while, Ding Xiu took his luggage back to the house.

The room was cleaned very clean, the quilts were neatly folded, and it was even tidier than before I left.

Except there was a mark on the bed sheet where someone had been lying on it.

The magazines like Dragon Tiger Leopard, Bolan Ming Lamp, One Night Stand, Playboy, and Zangdong Pavilion that he placed beside his bed also disappeared.

There were a few extra tissues in the trash can next to the bed, and he remembered to clean them up when he left.

When I came to the bathroom, there were a bunch of shampoos and cosmetics that I didn't recognize on the shelves.

His towel was originally as hard as a big sword after drying, but now it was washed clean and hung there very softly.

Hanging together were four or five towels of different colors. Ding Xiu guessed they belonged to Gao Yuanyuan.

Only girls can use so many towels.

When he came out from the shower, Gao Yuanyuan had already brought the food to the stone table in the yard.

Three dishes and one soup.

"You're pretty good at it."

After taking a bite of twice-cooked pork, Ding Xiu was full of praise.

This kind of virtuous daughter-in-law is very good.

Gao Yuanyuan used chopsticks to pick up a little bit of rice and put it into her mouth, and said, "I bought it from the restaurant on the next street. Does it taste good?"

She doesn't know how to cook. When she was at home, her parents did it. When she grew up, she started filming movies and commercials.

We eat lunches on the set, so we don’t have to cook them ourselves. After get off work, we are so exhausted that we can just buy something to fill our stomachs. Anyway, we don’t have enough money to cook.

Ding Xiu picked up another chopstick dish, chewed it for a few bites and said, "I said the taste is a bit familiar."

He doesn't go into the kitchen himself, he only eats food outside.

Not wanting to dwell on this awkward topic, Gao Yuanyuan said, "Have you finished filming your hero?"

"The filming is over."

"Have you met Li Lienjie?"

"seen."

"Are you good at martial arts?"

"It's not bad, I can take a beating."

If you were an ordinary person, you would basically give up after a few days of beatings and would not dare to continue the challenge.

But Li Lienjie was very courageous. He came back the next day after being beaten. He looked like a martial arts idiot. It’s no wonder that he won so many martial arts championships when he was young.

"Is Zhang Yimou easy to get along with?"

"Things are pressing."

Zhang Yi had an idea one day and wanted to change this or that. He was not satisfied with anything. Even if he is satisfied today, he will not be satisfied tomorrow.

If it wasn't for the sake of money, Ding Xiu would have stabbed him with a silver spear.

"Where's Liang Chaowei?"

"You idiot, you didn't say a word for a long time."

"Where's Zhang Ziyi?"

"She's quite good-looking."

Zhang Yimou said that Zhang Ziyi's face was born for movies, and advised her not to film TV series in the future, but to stick to the big screen.

At first, Ding Xiu didn't understand why Zhang Yimou said this.

Zhang Ziyi is quite good-looking, but she is just good-looking, not stunning.

Not as good as Qin Lan and Gao Yuanyuan.

It wasn't until Zhang Ziyi put on ancient costumes and rehearsed for the photo shoot that Ding Xiu understood why Zhang Yimou said her face was made for movies.

In the camera, her facial features are very balanced, making her even more beautiful than without makeup.

The angle of the camera is different from the angle of the person. They are fatter and wider, so some people are good-looking but not photogenic.

The shortcomings are magnified infinitely once it enters the lens.

Either the face looks fat, or the forehead is wide, or the eyes are asymmetrical.

These shortcomings are even worse on the big screen.

Zhang Ziyi is different. She is even more beautiful after entering the country than in real life. Her face looks great no matter which angle you take it from.

Very much in line with the standards of classical beauty.

"What about your figure?"

Gao Yuanyuan pretended not to care and asked casually.

"No, I'm too thin." Ding Xiu shook his head and commented seriously: "I want breasts but not breasts, and I want butt but not butt."

Zhang Ziyi is very thin and has a slender figure, but she is not fat where she should be.

Fortunately, she shoots a lot of costumes, and her loose robe can cover up this flaw.

This won't work if it's an urban drama. It will 100% lose fans and won't become popular.

Gao Yuanyuan looked down at herself and said with a smile: "Eat, eat."

Although she is not fat, she is not thin either. She has no problem feeding her two children.

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After eating, Gao Yuanyuan returned to her room in the backyard.

Ten minutes later I came out carrying a backpack and a peaked cap.

"You're back. It's time for me to leave. There are a lot of things in the room. I'll come back to clean it up when I have time. Just help me clean it up if you have nothing to do."

"You leave as soon as I come, so you don't believe in my character?"

"It's been a lot of fun helping you look after your house for so many days." Gao Yuanyuan slapped the keys on the table and hesitated: "I haven't even gone home to take a look after filming for so long. Goodbye, I'll see you next time."

Thinking of something, Gao Yuanyuan said: "By the way, don't you like drinking? I beat some dates and made a jar for you. I used Maotai. It's in the kitchen. You're welcome."

"Also, read less of those magazines of yours, they are not nutritious."

"I also lost the disc behind the sofa. Don't look for it."

Ignoring Ding Xiu's gradually opened mouth and widened eyes.

Gao Yuanyuan flicked her waist-length hair, leaving Ding Xiu with a slap on the back of her head, and quickened her pace to leave.

In the evening, Ding Xiu saw the jujube wine that Gao Yuanyuan was talking about.

The jar is a transparent glass jar, containing about twenty kilograms. It cost Gao Yuanyuan a lot to pour so much Maotai into it.

But what the hell is the Chinese medicine floating inside.

Some of the medicines looked familiar, such as rehmannia glutinosa, yam, and poria. She didn't know where she got the prescriptions.

After lifting half a catty, Ding Xiu came to the backyard.

Like a flexible monkey, he climbed up to the roof of the second floor in the blink of an eye, sat on the roof, opened the wine bottle, and took a sip.

It has great stamina. After a few more sips, my body still felt a little hot. The night breeze felt a little better.

He calculated the gains during this period, and if nothing unexpected happened, the Hero crew's salary would come down in a few days.

After paying back Gao Yuanyuan and then repaying part of the loan, he would be a pauper again.

"You still have to work hard."

Just when Ding Xiu was thinking about other ways to make money, his cell phone rang. It was Cheng Xiaodong.

"There is something in that prescription of yours. A friend of mine tried it and the effect was very good. However, the medicine is a bit strong and it is difficult for him to digest it as he is old. I would like to ask if the dosage of the medicine can be smaller?"

"Can't you just take a few f*cking sips?"

"I'm not drinking, it's my friend."

"Then ask your friend to drink less or exercise more to use up all his energy."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiu jumped down from the second floor and performed a set of punches in the yard.

After seven or eight times, I felt more comfortable after sweating all over.

No wonder Gao Yuanyuan wants to run away.

If he didn't run, he didn't know if he could bear it.

Back in the room, Ding Xiu took a cold shower.

Sleeping on the bed, smelling the woman's fragrance on the quilt, the extinguished fire came up again.

When he thought of Gao Yuanyuan covering this quilt... he couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning, finally, at dawn, Ding Xiu fell asleep with two big dark circles under his eyes.

PS: No more today, see you tomorrow.