Qin Lan couldn't help but praise: "Brother Xiu, you're so handsome." ”

Although Qin Gang didn't want to admit it, he had to say that Ding Xiu's LSP was really suitable for ancient costumes, not only for appearance, but also for temperament.

Ordinary people wear ancient costumes, no matter how beautiful they are, they are still more or less discordant, such as Qin Lan, who can still see the shadow of modern people from her.

Ding Xiu is different, he is an ancient person when he wears ancient costumes, with a look, an action, and no trace of a modern person in his gestures.

"It's like Ning Caichen."

Ding Xiu thought for two seconds: "Is it the Ning Caichen of the Sun Ghost?" ”

Qin Lan: "......"

Qin Gang: "......"

"I'm sorry, I take back what I just said, you're still a hooligan in ancient costume."

"You still know me." Ding Xiu observed himself in the full-length mirror, just like this, if he called a girl in the kiln of Daming, the old bustard would have to give a seven-fold discount.

Qin Gang was tired and couldn't stand it: "Don't be poor, hurry up and shoot." ”

In the next two hours, Qin Lan finally knew how cheap a face could be for an actor.

Ding Xiu is not only in ancient costumes, but also in suits, his hair is combed forward like a student, and in the back is a rich son, a domineering president.

Especially when I put my hands in my trouser pockets, I was very melancholy if I didn't smile, and my face was full of stories.

When I laughed, the scumbag among the scumbags, all I wrote on my face were how many rooms he had opened and how many people he had slept with.

can control both ancient costumes and modern costumes, which means that Ding Xiu's acting path is wide, and this kind of person has a stronger chance of getting ahead in the entertainment industry in the future than most people.

Sometimes, being handsome can really be eaten.

After taking the photo, Qin Gang drove back to the company, and took out a piece of paper from the car and gave it to Ding Xiu.

"There are two newspapers going to interview you tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the morning and two o'clock in the afternoon, this is the outline and the answer, you go back and memorize it."

Ding Xiu couldn't believe it: "Am I all like this now?" ”

Xiaoao Jianghu was only broadcast yesterday, and today I came to two newspapers for an interview, and Qin Lan was so envious.

"Brother Xiu, congratulations, you're going to be on fire."

"Thinking too much." Qin Gang didn't give the two of them a basin of cold water back: "I paid for the people, and the smile is arrogant and hot, and they don't rub it in vain." ”

"Tomorrow's interview, at least next week, will be reported, then there will be a small column of reports, you don't know how many people will see it, but anyway, it's better than no one at all."

It turned out to be Tuo, Ding Xiu pouted, folded the paper in half and put it in his pocket at will.

In the evening, the Qin Dynasty entertained.

The employees have left work and the lights in the office are still on.

Qin Gang took out a large stack of photos from the file bag, this was taken in the afternoon, the photo studio worked overtime to flush it, and it was just sent over, the time was tight, and it was only Ding Xiu's for the time being.

Placed on the table one by one, Qin Gang looked at it carefully, and then began to make a resume.

Name, gender, educational background, date of birth, work, specialty, hobbies......

In the column of works, not only the smiling proud rivers and lakes and the deceased martial arts, but also the works that ran special contracts in Beijing Film Studio before were also filled in, giving people a feeling of rich life experience.

Hobbies and hobbies are to read classical literature.

There are many specialties, knives, guns, swords, sticks, fists and feet, horseback riding, archery.

Finally, I put a photo, here Qin Gang put a few ancient costumes of different styles, there are swordsmen, there are scholars.

Check it and make sure it's correct, the resume is in a leather file bag, and then the second resume is next.

The front is almost the same, but where the hobby becomes watching movies, reading magazines, and the photos are photos of suits and casual clothes.

With one photo after another packed into the portfolio, Qin Gang made more than a dozen resumes.

……

In the next few days, Ding Xiu was either busy interviewing or going to meet different directors with Qin Gang.

Xiaoao Jianghu is still on the air, and Wang Baoqiang is the only one who watches the TV at home.

The reason why Ding Xiu didn't watch it was because he knew that he didn't have much of a role in the future, and the destruction of the Fuwei Dart Bureau was just an introduction, in order to lead out the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

From the fourth episode, the camera shifted to the protagonist Ling Hu Chong, and Lin Pingzhi's role gradually decreased.

It wasn't until the later stage that this character slowly entered the audience's attention again.

On this day, there was goose feathers and heavy snow in the sky, Ding Xiu was interested, came to the yard with a bottle of Moutai, and drank while dancing with a knife.

The TV in the room was on, and Fei Yuqing's songs were playing.

After the knife dance is finished, the wine is drunk, and after the song is sung, the people are also drunk.

Soon after, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Wang Baoqiang walked in with a snowstorm.

The military coat and thunder hood couldn't stop the cold, and his face was red from the cold.

Closing the door with his backhand, he rubbed his hands together and quickly put them back in his pocket after a few breaths.

"Brother, how can you still practice martial arts on such a cold day?"

"Get used to it." Ding Xiu put away the knife and said to him: "Isn't Qin Lan in the company, you came back so early today?" ”

Wang Baoqiang is also a sullen man, he goes to the company whenever he has time, and Ding Xiu didn't know why at first, until he saw this guy following Qin Lan's ass in the company and rushing to do work every day.

"She went home for the New Year." Wang Baoqiang wanted to say this in a calm tone, but he couldn't hold back, and said with a pout: "Brother, I'm out of love." ”

Ding Xiu laughed out loud all of a sudden, feeling inappropriate, and said seriously: "You confessed?" ”

"I don't know if it counts."

"And what did she say?"

"She said I was a good person."

Ding Xiu patted Wang Baoqiang on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay if the thought is broken, Qin Lan is ambitious, you can't grasp it." ”

A beautiful woman marries an ordinary rural guy, that is the bridge in the TV series, not to mention that Wang Baoqiang is not handsome.

If you want money without money, you have no face, and your cultural level is still low, so what do you do to impress others.

Qin Lan is a beauty like her, there are many people chasing her, where is it the turn of Baoqiang to be on top, among the many licking dogs, I am afraid that the top 100 will not be ranked.

With a wry smile, Wang Baoqiang said: "Actually, I should have found out a long time ago, when I chatted with her, she always liked to mention your name and listen to your story." ”

Ding Xiu, who was about to walk into the house, paused: "Yes, I'll try her water another day." ”

Wang Baoqiang was at a loss, stunned in place, and felt sad for a moment.

In the house, there happened to be a cut of plum by Fei Yuqing.

"Snowflakes fluttering, north wind Xiaoxiao"

"Heaven and earth, a piece, vast~"

"Let's see what she means, whether she deliberately uses you as a Kaizi."

After Ding Xiu finished speaking indignantly, there was no sound behind him, and he turned around and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wiping his eyes, Wang Baoqiang said, "It's okay, the wind and snow have lost my eyes." ”

Ding Xiu of the dog day said half of it, making his heart rise and fall like a roller coaster.

"Brother, I understand the kindness, you better don't go, I'll do my own thing, I don't have to worry about you."

"Okay, something to call me, by the way, are you going home today?"

The day after tomorrow is the New Year, this is the day when countless Beipiao people return to the nest, and during this time of year, no matter how busy the workers are outside, they have to go home for reunion.

"Well, the afternoon ticket, when will you go back?"

Ding Xiu raised his head and shook his head: "My home is too far away, and there is no one at home, so I won't go back." ”

His home was hundreds of years ago, and there was no return ticket.

Wang Baoqiang said: "Then I wish you a happy New Year!" ”

"Happy New Year!"

PS: The transition chapter is finished, and the next thing is a new plot, guess what the protagonist's New Year's drama is.