"Brother Xiu is good."

"Brother Xiu is good."

"Brother Xiu is good."

Ding Xiu went to get a boxed lunch, passed by the group performance, and dozens of people greeted him in a row, but he didn't know him, just smiled and nodded.

When he thought he was very popular, he vaguely remembered when he saw individual faces that these people were all group performances of Beijing Film Studio.

Under Wang Baoqiang's rendering for many years, Ding Xiu, the flower of Beijing Film Studio, has many legends.

The story of one person and one knife subduing more than a dozen thugs has now evolved into a machete chasing dozens of people to chop, with knives falling and bleeding.

Of course, the most legendary thing is that he walked all the way into Zhang Jizhong's crew from a group performance and into the crew of A Chinese Ghost Story.

That's what everyone admires.

are all eager to become the next Ding Xiu.

Seeing this scene, the leading actors also looked sideways.

If it weren't for the fact that these group performances were wearing ancient costumes, there were monks, Taoist priests, and nuns, those who didn't know would have thought that they were filming ancient boys.

After getting the box lunch, Ding Xiu looked around and saw Mazha who was empty on the side, so he sat down without saying a word.

Three minutes later, Gao Yuanyuan walked over quickly with a boxed lunch: "The crew does not provide seats, the actors have to bring their own, you are someone else's." ”

Ding Xiu's face was full of indifference: "It's okay, the main lord will let me come again." ”

Gao Yuanyuan looked desperately: "People have been standing for a while." ”

Ding Xiu turned his head and looked behind him, a bald man of 1.8 meters stood a few meters away with a boxed lunch.

The more I looked at him, the more familiar it felt.

Stared at by him, the big man seemed a little shy, deliberately lowered his head and took a big bite to eat, and then secretly looked up again.

"Isn't this Mr. Xu?" Ding Xiu finally remembered who it was, Xu Jingjiang, he had seen many of his films.

I've always admired him.

Once, Ding Xiu had a dream, he didn't want to be popular in this life, and he couldn't be an actor like Xu Jingjiang even if he didn't walk in this world in vain.

"Teacher Xu, I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your position."

"It's okay, it's okay, you sit."

"I can't help it, you are a senior, you sit, besides, this is not my position, I just sit down when I see no one."

Returning the little Mazha to Xu Jingjiang, Ding Xiu squatted next to him and said while eating: "Teacher Xu, I like your play very much." ”

Xu Jingjiang was a little embarrassed: "Thank you for liking it." ”

Ding Xiu asked curiously, "What role are you playing in this play?" ”

"Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun."

Ding Xiu hadn't read the novel, and he didn't know what the role of the Golden Retriever Lion King was, but judging from Xu Jingjiang's bare head, he couldn't get anything to do with the Golden Retriever Lion King.

Touching the top of his head, Xu Jingjiang said shyly: "My play is at night, and I will wear a long golden hair hood at that time, like a lion." ”

"So domineering, are you playing a villain?"

"Sort of, Xie Xun killed innocents indiscriminately, he is not a good person, what about you, what role are you playing?"

Until now, he didn't know what Ding Xiu was doing, and he should be an actor in the crew.

Judging from the attitude of those group performances, Ding Xiu seems to be still a big name.

But most of the leading actors in the crew have an impression that there is no such person.

"I play Song Qingshu, a small supporting role, not many scenes."

Xu Jingjiang: "......"

He has read the original novel and the last version of the TV series, and knows what role Song Qingshu is, and he is indeed a small supporting role.

Dante Xiu's style is not like a person who plays a small supporting role.

Those group performances greeted each other as if they were seeing big brothers.

The male number one doesn't have this treatment.

This reminded him of the days when he was filming movies on Hong Kong Island, and sometimes the most powerful people in the crew were often those inconspicuous little supporting actors.

Maybe it's the big brother of such and such a club.

"Ahem." Seeing that the two were still chatting, Gao Yuanyuan coughed and said to Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, I have something I want to ask you, can you come over for a while." ”

"Teacher Xu, if you don't accompany you, let's talk again if you have a chance."

Taking Ding Xiu aside, Gao Yuanyuan said in a low voice: "You occupy someone else's position, how can you still chat so casually?" ”

"What's this, Mr. Xu is very easy to get along with, he is my idol."

Although the conversation was not long, Ding Xiu didn't know Xu Jingjiang well, he only felt that this person was a little shy, which was not at all the same as the roughness in the movie, and he spoke very politely.

"Do you know this again?" Gao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes.

I don't know Su Youpeng of the Little Tigers, and Jia Jingwen doesn't know either, but I know the little supporting actor Xu Jingjiang, I have to say that Ding Xiu is really a wonder.

"Watch more Hong Kong films, and you'll get to know them."

"Dirty, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Mr. Xu is not what you see on the screen."

"He was born in a family of doctors, and he is also a close disciple of the master of Chinese painting Guan Shanyue, and he is very good at painting."

Normal people will be confused by his appearance when they see Xu Jingjiang's image or watch his films, but as long as they have been in contact with it a few times, they will know that the contrast is great.

Xu Jingjiang usually doesn't like to talk, and has a bit of social phobia, so he takes a small cardboard to draw sunsets and landscapes when he has nothing to do.

Ding Xiu smashed his mouth: "Artist, no, how do you know?" ”

"It's available online, check it out for yourself." Giving the braised pork clip in the lunch box to Ding Xiu, Gao Yuanyuan said: "At the end of the night, you accompany me to practice martial arts." ”

"It's a small thing."

……

In the afternoon, Ding Xiu's scene started filming, and Guangming Ding fought against Zhang Wuji.

"Zeng Aniu, if you are not a member of the Ming Sect, you can leave and go down the mountain to heal your wounds, the six major sects only punish the demon sect and have nothing to do with you."

"The eldest husband is anxious about people's difficulties, and he will die, thank you Brother Song for your kindness, I will live and die with Mingjiao."

is seriously injured and still pretending to be so forced, the corners of Ding Xiu's mouth are hooked, revealing an evil smile: "I calculated that you would say this, Wudang intended to let you live, you are obsessed, and because of the overall situation, Song Qingshu can only be offended." ”

Behind the monitor, seeing Ding Xiu's villainous face, Lai Shuiqing wanted to hit him.

"If you have the ability, you can kill me." In front of Zhang Wuji, the beautiful Xiaozhao protected him.

"Don't worry, he can't kill me."

"Zhang Gongzi, but you are seriously injured."

"Xiao Zhao, you stand up to protect me, why do you treat me so well."

"Because, when I was in the Holy Realm of Mingjiao, you protected me and treated me well."

"One you, one spider, enough ......"

Who is this special screenwriter, Ding Xiu is a little impatient with his sword, and he is still talking about love at the moment of life and death, if he is really Song Qingshu, he would have rushed forward to end the lives of this dog man and woman.

finally waited for Su Youpeng's lines to finish, and his feet were numb.

"For the sake of Sister Zhiruo, I must not let you go......"

"Card, over!"

There is no NG, Ding Xiu has passed.

From a different angle, I made up the costume and continued to shoot the second and third times, and it was more than an hour after the filming of this scene was completed.

In the evening, the crew finished work, Ding Xiu came out of the makeup studio, and Gao Yuanyuan waited for him early.