Chapter 137: Cameo Kung Fu

The controversy over the change to the ending of the Dragon Babu did not last long.

After the finale, Mr. Jin immediately launched the latest revised version of Tianlong Babu.

In this version of the finale, Wang Yuyan gave Murong Fu.

It seems that in order to compensate, Princess Yinchuan's maid Xiaolei and Meilan Zhuju beside Xuzhu were given to Duan Yu.

Everyone was happy.

In the next period of time, Ding Xiu was busy with commercial performances, Wang Baoqiang put on a new suit and went to Bend Province, and Huang Bo was close to school and was busy earning living expenses.

Qin Lan successfully tried the corner of Yue Yinhua, who I had a date with zombies, and she had already joined the group.

Gao Yuanyuan was idle for a few days after the New Year, when Ding Xiu was busy and had no time to accompany her, and later she also joined the new group.

At the door of Qin Dynasty Entertainment, a silver Audi A6 stopped.

As soon as Ding Xiu got out of the car, someone ran out of it to pick up the keys to help park the car.

went straight to the second floor, Qin Gang's office.

"Bao Qiang is also there."

Pushing open the door and seeing Wang Baoqiang, Ding Xiu was not surprised at all.

The Golden Horse Awards came to an end, and Wang Baoqiang won the best newcomer.

It would be abnormal if Qin Gang didn't talk to him.

"Brother Qin has something to do with me, it's almost over, brother, you talk slowly, I'll go first."

Wang Baoqiang smiled, and did not forget to close the door gently before leaving.

Ding Xiu sat down, crossed his legs and said, "What did you tell him, so happy?" ”

"I raised my basic salary, talked about two plays, and gave him what I deserved."

"And the base salary? How did I not know? Ding Xiu put down his leg and asked solemnly.

Qin Gang smiled dryly: "Don't join in the fun, the basic salary is for newcomers, a few hundred yuan a month, not enough for a meal." ”

The new artists can't get a job, and it's impossible for them to starve to death.

The basic salary of a few hundred yuan per month is regarded as the company's care for them and a living guarantee.

Wang Baoqiang also had it before, but not much, and this time it has doubled.

The basic salary is second, mainly because he has played two plays, both of which are supporting roles.

It's different if you have won the award, and when you reported the title of the best newcomer at the Golden Horse Awards, you agreed without much thought.

"Contracts, scripts."

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Ding Xiu got down to business directly.

Qin Gang told him that he had been busy with commercial performances for several days, and he didn't have time to come over to sign the contract, and he didn't read the script.

"I've been ready for you a long time ago."

A contract, a script, Qin Gang was placed in front of Ding Xiu.

Signing and pressing the handprint, Ding Xiu picked up the script and was about to leave, planning to go back and read it again.

"Wait a minute." Qin Gang stopped him: "Don't worry, Xiaolan is not here, why are you in a hurry to go back?" ”

"Anything else?"

Ding Xiu is really not in a hurry, but he doesn't seem to have much to talk about with Qin Gang, so it's better to go back and watch the film.

"Yes."

Qin Gang said with a smile: "Zhou Xingchi wants to invite you to his movie to make a cameo appearance in two fight scenes." ”

Ding Xiu's heart is moving, Zhou Xingchi's name is known to everyone.

Perennial occupies the annual box office champion of Hong Kong Island, there are too many representative works, Tang Bohu points autumn fragrance, skips school Weilong, Journey to the West, Wu Zhuangyuan Su Qier, Shaolin football...... I can't even count them.

He has never won the actor, because the nonsensical performance method is not recognized by the mainstream, but in the hearts of the audience, he is much better than the actor.

There is a saying that one actor a year, a hundred years of Zhou Xingchi.

It means that there are actors every year, but Zhou Xingchi only has one in a hundred years.

When he first bought the TV, he and Wang Baoqiang watched his discs a lot.

"How many days are you going?"

Rarely, Ding Xiu didn't ask how much it was, but asked about the time.

"I don't know about this, I just said that you should try it first, if it doesn't work, you may have to come back the same day."

"But I guess it won't take long even if I try it, two scenes, very soon."

"Where?"

"Magic City Film and Television Park."

"You book a ticket."

……

On the plane to the magic capital, Ding Xiu looked at the script of the Baolian lantern.

Agarwood splits the mountain to save the mother.

This is a mythical story that has been passed down for a long time, there was one in the Northern Song Dynasty, and Ding Xiu listened to the opera troupe sing as early as the Ming Dynasty.

In addition to him, the god Erlang, there will also be mythological characters such as Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong in the play.

Overall, it's much richer than the story of the original.

Because the original version is short, only a few hundred words, and the characters are not profound.

It took half an hour for Ding Xiu to finish reading the script in his hand, the reason why it was so fast was because he didn't have a complete script, and he only got a part of it.

It stands to reason that there will be a full script after signing the contract, but there is none.

called Zhao Jian to ask for it, and Zhao Jian said that he was not in a hurry, and he would wait until he joined the group.

People are not in a hurry to be a director, and he is not in a hurry as an actor.

At the Demon Capital Airport, Ding Xiu walked out of the crowd with his hat pressed.

came in a hurry, this time there were no fans to pick him up, and no one watched him.

Kung Fu has been filming for a while, and he took a taxi directly to the set.

The first to come was Longchang Road, the crew pulled a cordon to prevent outsiders from approaching, Ding Xiu made a phone call, and the staff came out after a while to lead him in.

There is a small square under the old apartment building in the twenties and thirties, and at the moment there are hundreds of people standing, some actors, some staff.

Before he got close to Ding Xiu, he heard Zhou Xingchi cursing.

The scolded person was silent, and his face was ugly.

It wasn't until the staff said a few words in Zhou Xingchi's ear that he stopped and turned his head to look at Ding Xiu.

"Take him for a change."

In the dressing room, Ding Xiu put on a black robe and cloth shoes from the Republic of China, and the makeup artist put foundation on his face to make his face a little paler.

"Beauty, your director's temper is a little explosive."

With nothing to do, Ding Xiu chatted with the makeup artist's little sister.

"Ugh." The makeup artist sighed heavily, held back for a long time, and then said: "It's good to get used to it." ”

Director Zhou's temper is strange and demanding, and only Wu Mengda has never been scolded by the artists he has worked with.

But if you behave well and live up to his standards, he will also become approachable.

But very few people generally live up to his standards.

Because his standard is to play the role you want to play first, so that you can act it according to it and act exactly like him.

is exactly the same as Zhou Xingchi, how easy it is to say, there are not a few film and television circles with this kung fu.

So NG has become the norm, and the director will scold people if there are more NG times.

Because he thinks I've performed for you, you can't just act according to it, how easy it is, how can you NG so many times.

After a short time, Ding Xiu walked out of the dressing room.

A black top hat was worn over his head to cover his forehead, and on the bridge of his nose was a pair of round-framed sunglasses.

He also had a mustache on his lips.

The weather was cold, Ding Xiu put his hands into the loose sleeve robe, and walked to Zhou Xingchi step by step with his hands in hand.

Neither of them spoke.

After looking at him a few times, Zhou Xingchi said, "I heard that you are very capable of fighting?" ”

Slender and white fingers gently pushed the sunglasses, and Ding Xiu said, "It's okay." ”

Zhou Xingchi smiled: "It's a bit of a martial arts master." ”

"Let's go and practice the routine with the eighth master first, and start filming at night."

PS: I have a cold and I am not feeling well, so let's do it today, I wish you all a happy National Day holiday.

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