This actor needs more money

As expected, shortly after Jin Yong went to find Zhao Jian, the crew informed him that today's scene would not be filmed.

Lin Zhiying sat at the bottom of the well excitedly, looking confused after hearing the news.

He had prepared everything, but he stopped filming?

"This scene needs to be changed. We won't shoot it for now. We will shoot tomorrow's scene first. The actors who have a scene should put on makeup and match their words. Those who don't have a scene can leave first. The specific shooting time will be notified."

The next day, Lin Zhiying came to the set, and Zhao Jian, who had dark circles under his eyes, gave him a new script.

"Your scene yesterday has been changed. This is a new version. Get familiar with it quickly. We'll be filming soon."

In this scene, Duan Yu fainted and died at the bottom of a well. There were only a few lines, so the changes were not very big.

The main thing is that part of Liu Yifei's confession lines need to be deleted and replaced with new words.

In one night, the screenwriter worked overtime to write out the scripts of the two scenes according to Jin Yong's request, and strive to finish filming today.

As for the subsequent drama, we will talk about it later, deal with the immediate situation first.

Ding Xiu is going to Jinhua soon. If he doesn't finish filming, people from over there will come over, and people from here will come over. The rhythm of the filming will be completely disrupted and it will be even more troublesome.

In the evening, the crew called it a day.

"Goodbye cousin."

"goodbye."

After Ding Xiu changed out of his costume, staff had already delivered his luggage from the hotel.

He wanted to rush directly to the other crew.

Qin Lan put his white scarf on him and said, "Can't you leave tomorrow?"

Her waist tightened, and Ding Xiu rubbed her hair: "I think we can't wait there, so we can only meet at home."

"Don't worry, the days without you will still be with me."

Qin Lan is the fifth female lead, and the entire crew has shared the roles, so not much goes to her. The filming here is over.

Can't wait for Ding Xiu to come back.

But for her, the happiest thing is that "Love Story of the Tang Dynasty" has started airing. Although she is a supporting role in the play, this is her first play in her life and it is very memorable.

I originally wanted to catch Ding Xiu and watch it all night, but for the sudden change of the play.

In addition, her second major drama, My Fair Princess, will be aired in the second half of the year. If nothing else, she should become famous this year.

"gone."

Ding Xiu stepped into the car, accompanied by a temporary assistant arranged by the crew, carrying two large boxes containing his costumes and frequently changed clothes.

…

The conditions of the crew in Jinhua are much worse than in Dali.

Because many scenes were shot in deep mountains and old forests, when Ding Xiu went to the hotel where the crew went down to the tower, there was not a single actor.

The staff said that the crew went to the mountains, where they would have food and accommodation, and would not be back until a few days later.

Just when Ding Xiu was glad that he arrived late, the director called him and asked him to rush over immediately because work would start tomorrow.

The crew is in the mountains, going back and forth for several hours. If we don't go there tonight, we will have to do makeup and dialogue tomorrow morning, and there will be no time to film.

After getting into a jeep, Ding Xiu lay sleeping in the back seat, shaking so hard that he didn't know how much time had passed. The assistant woke him up.

"Brother Xiu, brother Xiu, we're here."

Under the night sky, in an open space surrounded by mountains, dozens of tents of various sizes were pitched in place.

The generator hummed and the lightbulbs illuminated the camp.

After getting off the car, Ding Xiu first reported to the director and got the shooting notice. Seeing that he would have a scene with Hu Jun tomorrow, he planned to check with Hu Jun first.

After hearing about Hu Jun's tent, Ding Xiu walked over.

Before he even got close, he heard a woman's voice coming from inside, which sounded like Liu Tao's.

The sound is quite loud.

The surrounding staff glanced secretly as they passed by, then quickly lowered their heads and left, pretending not to hear.

When encountering something like this, given Ding Xiu's character, it was of course...impossible to miss it. With lightning speed, he opened the tent.

"I received a report from the masses that there was someone here...someone was making fun of people and disturbing the people. The man put his head in his hands and the woman leaned against the wall and turned around."

Hu Jun, who was holding the script for the scene, didn't know why, but he could hear a bit of regret in Ding Xiu's tone.

"Why are you here at this time? I thought I would arrive in the afternoon."

"Don't mention it. The show was temporarily changed over there, which delayed a little more time. It's the right thing for me to come to you."

Taking off his shoes, Ding Xiu stepped into the tent, and Hu Jun leaned inside to make room.

The next second, Ding Xiu sat next to Liu Tao opposite him.

The weather was cold, so the two people in the tent each covered themselves with a blanket. After Ding Xiulai sat down, he was about to lift up Liu Tao's blanket so that everyone could keep warm together.

Before he could raise his hand, a white jade foot stretched out and kicked him.

"Get out!" Liu Tao shouted.

This guy actually wanted to cover herself with her. What was he thinking?

Is Hu Jun still okay?

Helpless, Ding Xiu could only come to Hu Jun's side.

Before Hu Jun could move, the quilt was pulled over by Ding Xiu: "Children of Jianghu, don't worry so much when you go out."

“It’s still very lively when discussing scripts.”

In the tent, the lights were dim and the voices of three people communicating could be heard from time to time.

Late at night, Liu Tao was the first to leave, and Ding Xiu was the second.

His tent crew has been set up, the place is spacious and the bedding is complete.

The next morning, the public dressing room.

Hu Jun had two wads of tissue stuffed in his nostrils and let the makeup artist apply it on his face listlessly.

Last night, Ding Xiu refused to leave, so we chatted a little late.

As a result, he had constant runny nose this morning and contracted a small cold.

Ding Xiu came in eating plain eggs and stayed away after seeing Hu Jun's condition: "Brother Jun, go see a doctor if you have a cold. Don't infect everyone."

Hu Jun: "..."

"Don't come to my tent for future scenes."

"Are you afraid that it won't sound good?" Ding Xiu said, "Brother Jun, I'm doing this for your own good. You and Sister Tao are alone in the drama, and it's not good to talk about it. If the three of you are together, everyone won't think too much. "

"Pfft!"

The makeup artist who was putting on makeup couldn't help but laugh out loud. Wouldn't it be more unpleasant to hear the news about two men and one woman?

…

Although Jinhua is said to be a literary and drama group, that was before Ding Xiu came. As Murong Fu, who fought from beginning to end, wherever he went, there was a martial arts set.

In the morning, the first scene was to shoot the showdown between him and Qiao Feng.

"ha!"

Hu Jun roared and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. After fighting with Ding Xiu for dozens of rounds, Hu Jun knocked him back with one palm.

After flying four or five meters upside down, Ding Xiu turned over and landed on one knee.

"Card!"

Hearing the director's voice, Ding Xiu stood up and dusted his knees.

"Hahaha, this scene was so fun to shoot!"

Hu Jun took the plush coat from the assistant, put it on and said with a hearty smile.

It was his first time filming ancient costumes and his first time filming martial arts. He was very lucky. He met Ding Xiu, a master. No matter what moves he made or how fast he hit, Ding Xiu could dodge in time.

He fights heartily and is not afraid of hurting anyone.

In addition, there are not many opportunities to beat Ding Xiu violently in life.

Only in the theater can I have this kind of pleasure, which is very comfortable and refreshing.

Putting on his military coat, Ding Xiu sat on his pony, poured a cup of hot tea, and took a sip.

"I've never lost a fight in my life, except on stage."

He used to hit others, but ever since he entered the acting profession, he has always been beaten.

"I believe this." When he came to the side, Hu Jun also poured himself a glass: "I heard from my friends in Hong Kong that The Lost Martial Arts will be released in China."

He has never seen this film, but he knows that it is Ding Xiu's famous film and it won an award in Cannes.

I heard it was going to be released, so I was quite curious and couldn’t wait to see it.

Putting down the tea cup, Ding Xiu said: "It will be released on Hong Kong Island next month."

This play was previously sold to Koreans by Xu Haofeng, and it was screened there in the past two months.

According to Xu Haofeng, the box office was okay, converted into more than 4 million RMB. Maybe they saw good results and planned to come over to try the water.

After all, this is a domestic film, so there is no reason why its reception should be worse than that of foreign films.

As for why it is not released in the mainland, of course it cannot be released. The general environment is like this, so the scale on Hong Kong Island can be larger.

"Congratulations, your first movie has appeared on the big screen. Do you want to go and see it then?"

"I don't have time, I'm filming a movie here."

Ding Xiu calculated that next month would be his busiest time, and he would not have time to go to Hong Kong Island to watch any movies.

Moreover, he had already watched the CD sent by Xu Haofeng at home, and it would be boring to watch it again.

"Are you really not concerned about it or not?" Hu Jun said: "If it does well at the box office, it will greatly increase your reputation."

"Don't I know whether it's big or not?" Ding Xiu rolled his eyes.

I heard from Tsui Haofeng that "The Lost Martial Arts" is not well-scheduled on Hong Kong Island. In addition, it is an art film, not a commercial film.

Neither of them had much hope for the box office.

"Yes, I just want to eat carrots and worry less."

Ding Xiu himself didn't care, and Hu Jun was too lazy to talk. He changed the topic and the two talked about the script.