After the excitement, a deep exhaustion hits me, and I go back to bed and fall into a deep sleep.

slept until three o'clock in the morning, was woken up by the ringtone of the mobile phone, and looked at it in a daze, it was actually Liu Da, and quickly replied: "Brother Liu...... Woke up...... Free and free...... Okay, I'll be there soon!"

A spirit got out of bed, hurriedly washed up and went out, Liu Da introduced a good job, and asked him to hurry to the No. 6 set.

trotted to find Liu Da, a little out of breath and said, "It's not too late, right?"

Liu Da looked at Ding Cheng with a smile, and squinted with triangular eyes: "Brother Liu has always spoken and counted, and today there is a scene with lines, and I thought of you kid for the first time." ”

"It's still Brother Liu's righteousness, it's right to follow you. Ding Cheng looked surprised, his hands were clenched a little nervously, and he quickly looked around and said, "This is a devil's play?"

Liu Da nodded, took Ding Cheng inside, and came to a fat man in a vest, showing a mouth full of yellow teeth like a changed face, arched his body, and said flatteringly: "Director Wang, people are here, do you palm your eyes?"

Director Wang was arranging props, and after a while, he turned around, casually glanced at Ding Cheng, who was already standing straight, and said casually: "It's almost enough, a few lines, shoot in half an hour." ”

After speaking, he threw a crumpled piece of paper casually, Liu Da nodded and took it, didn't dare to disturb, and walked to the side with Ding Cheng, his rickety body stood up again, and said a little proudly: "Do you know Director Wang?"

Ding Cheng flashed all kinds of information in his mind, but he still didn't think of who the fat man was, Hengdian has thousands of plays every year, thirty or forty thousand people eat mixed rice, and there are not one thousand surnamed Wang, at least eight hundred.

At most, he is an assistant director, and he can only pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of a small group of actors, isn't it the same as a pug when he meets the director?

But this must not be said, and he said with a whim: "I know each other, people specialize in filming war dramas, and I heard that the ratings were good when it was released last year, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Liu, your friend?"

"Hello brother!" Liu Da shook his egg yolk head and said proudly: "I made a phone call yesterday, how about arranging this role for you today?"

Ding Cheng took the beautiful script with both hands, and said excitedly: "Brother Liu is mighty, it's right to follow you." ”

Liu Da patted Ding Cheng on the shoulder, signaled to hurry up and memorize the words, and before leaving, he solemnly instructed: "Act well, don't embarrass me!"

Ding Cheng took a deep breath, quickly skimmed through the lines, and counted five sentences in full, with a total of no more than thirty words. However, this kind of opportunity is also precious for himself.

When the group performed for a few months, this was the first time to speak in front of the camera, if it weren't for the red envelopes in place, it is estimated that ......

"The parts are ready...... Props re-check the explosion point...... Director Liu asks for it all at once!"

"The group performance is in place quickly...... Get more blood on your face...... Throw those arms and legs into the trenches......"

"Who's coming?"

Ding Cheng had just changed his clothes and trotted to Director Wang, his face was covered with blood, he could barely see the outline of his facial features, and said energetically: "I'm here!"

Director Wang glanced at it, it was not bad, and sternly instructed: "Stay away from the explosion for a while, don't make trouble for me, get more mud on your body, speak louder, show your desperate strength, don't drop the chain!"

Ding Cheng nodded vigorously, Director Wang arranged it, walked to the director sitting in front of the monitor, and all departments prepared for the first real shooting.

"Armageddon, ten scenes and three acts, the first time filming starts!"

Ding Cheng instantly heard a deafening sound of gunfire in his ears, and he had just stood up from the trench, ready to return fire with a rifle, when suddenly there was a loud bang on the right, and it was dark in front of him, and the person had fallen into the dirt.

Gritting his teeth, he got up from the mud, shook his tinnitus head vigorously, and suddenly saw a corpse with a bloody face next to him, and felt the camera lock on not far away, and the show was on!

Eyes wide open...... Eyebrows raised high...... The nose wants to be deeply embedded in it...... Dry lips without the slightest blood...... Trembling slightly......

"Huzi...... Wake the fuck!"

"Your mother is still waiting for you to go home and marry your daughter-in-law!"

"Squad leader...... Monitor...... Huzi, he can't do it......"

Ding Cheng hugged the head of the dead body, his voice was hoarse as if it was scraped out of his throat, he suddenly remembered something, gritted his teeth, and suddenly picked up a machine gun next to him.

"Brute...... I'll grass your grandma!"

"Come on...... Die to me...... Die!"

The machine gun emitted bursts of fiery snakes, the bullet casings fell into the mud as if it was raining, and Ding Cheng in the camera had a hideous face, angry hair, his hair stood on end, and his eyes sprayed with devouring hatred, crazy and terrifying.

"It's over!"

The director looked at the monitor with satisfaction, pointed at Ding Cheng and asked, "This group performance is good, you found it?"

Director Wang said with a smile: "I heard that he was born in a professional class and is a good seedling. ”

The director stood up, prepared to change the scene, walked two steps and turned his head, and said with some unfinished words: "Leave a call!"

Ding Cheng let out a long sigh, no matter what, he didn't drop the chain, every scene of this kind of big scene is to burn money, stand up, and follow the other group performers to change their clothes first.

As soon as he returned to the set, Liu Dagang wanted to ask, but when he saw Director Wang coming over, he hurried up and said with a smile: "How is Director Wang?"

Director Wang looked at Ding Cheng carefully and asked curiously, "What's your name?"

"This kid's name is Ding Cheng. Liu Da scrambled to speak: "Zheng'er Bajing was born in a performance class, just came to Hengdian, and followed me to ......"

Director Wang frowned, glared at Liu Da angrily, and scolded: "The big yellow tooth has been drawn to Lao Tzu's head?"

Liu Da's face turned white, and he quickly took a few steps back, not daring to speak again. Director Wang took out his mobile phone and asked Ding Cheng: "Good acting, give me the mobile phone, and I will find you in the future." ”

Ding Cheng was a little flattered, and hurriedly exchanged mobile phones for the other party, and watched Director Wang turn around and leave. Liu Da pouted beside him, puffed up his chest, and scolded in a low voice: "Hmph, isn't it just a bullshit assistant director, what kind of cow?"

Seeing that Ding Cheng was a little distracted, he slapped hard, and said angrily: "What do you see? People leave after filming, and they really dream of being the protagonist?"

Ding Cheng smiled dumbly, understanding Big Yellow Tooth's thoughts, anyway, the other party could already contact him, and deliberately smiled bitterly: "Look at what Brother Liu said, Hengdian has always been the director of the iron-clad group, thanks to you today, how many sips will you take at night?"

Triangle looked at Ding Cheng, finally showed a smile, and said with satisfaction: "You kid is sensible, you are not free tonight, let's do it another day." ”

"I really didn't see that your kid's acting skills are not bad, rest assured, Brother Liu will not treat talents badly, do it well, this kind of work will be indispensable to you in the future!"

Thank you very much, looking at the other party's back in the distance, holding six hundred yuan in his hand, is this what it feels like to be on a special contract?

Ordinary group performances are eight hours a day, 70 wages, and 10 yuan for more than one hour. If you get up at five o'clock in the morning, you will pay ten yuan in the morning, and if you are beaten, you will add thirty, and half a day can be counted as a day.

One hundred non-staff martial artists every day, two hundred on the periphery every day, and three hundred beaten. There are red envelopes for playing the dead, up to thirty or fifty. Add eighty to shave your head, and thirty to your sideburns.

The blood on his face was originally given ten yuan and twenty, but now the competition is big, and he loves to do it. Rain plus twenty, the salary of the woman who plays the wind and dust doubles, and there are red envelopes for physical contact, which is not the turn of the old man.

Thirty coffins, twenty filial piety hats, and fifty lines. But today is a small special, show your face and add words, if you don't cut at least two minutes of play.

The appearance fee of the special actor is large, ranging from 500 to several thousand, and he can be regarded as the top of the Hengdian pyramid, one in a hundred. Today it should be eight hundred, and the group head will draw two percent, which is why Ding Cheng regained his loyalty.

It's hard!