This actor needs more money

"Goodbye, cousin. I'll go to Peiping to play with you when school starts."

"Goodbye Xixi."

At the entrance of the hotel, Ding Xiu said goodbye to Liu Yifei, who was about to start work.

Similar scenes occurred with Hu Jun and Liu Tao some time ago.

In the dark night, on the stone bridge, A'Zhu pretended to be Duan Zhengchun and dueled with Qiao Feng, but was killed by Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

On the edge of the cliff, the blind Azi jumped off the cliff with her brother-in-law in her arms.

Murong Fu went crazy and had a bunch of children on his knees playing the emperor's game.

As supporting actors, their story is over, but Tianlong's story is not, and they will continue to film Qiao Feng's scenes later.

Filming started in February, and it's only the end of March. As the male lead, Hu Jun will have to shoot for at least two months before filming is completed.

Ding Xiu was alone when he came, and he was alone when he left.

As soon as he came out of Peiping Airport, someone asked him for an autograph with pen and paper.

"Hello, brother, my name is Zhou Haopeng. I am your fan. Can you sign your autograph for me?"

Ding Xiu signed his name and said, "Brother, don't you go to work?"

If he remembered correctly, this should be the third time.

This guy has been asking people for autographs and photos at the airport, so he almost slept on the floor here.

"Brother, I'm just at work." Putting away Ding Xiu's signature, the young man took off the camera hanging around his neck to take pictures, and made a scissor hand gesture.

After looking down at the picture quality, the young man was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Brother, my name is Zhou Haopeng. My main business is organizing fans to pick up artists at the airport."

"You are very popular now, but you just don't have the style to show up. Have you ever thought about hundreds of fans lining up to hold banners to pick you up at the airport?"

"Let me tell you, it's all about hype these days. Only if you create a very popular atmosphere, will those capitalists and directors think you have commercial value, and then they will naturally find you for filming."

Taking out a business card, Zhou Haopeng handed it to Ding Xiu with both hands: "Twenty yuan per fan, 20% off for fans over fifty. We bring our own banners and flowers. They are all young and beautiful girls. I guarantee your satisfaction."

Ding Xiu pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and accepted the business card: "I'll see you later if I need anything."

Just because he can't use it himself doesn't mean that others can't use it.

Next time Gao Yuanyuan or Qin Lan picks up at the airport, I can get one for them.

"Okay, brother, walk slowly."

After walking a few steps, Ding Xiu turned back: "Are you here every day?"

"It's not every day that celebrities come here when they have business."

"Then how do you know when the star is coming?"

"Hey, you don't understand. There are a lot of people like us at the airports in first-tier cities. Everyone's information is shared. Who is boarding the plane where? When they see it, they will call me and let me know. I can just come and stay there. "

"In addition, sometimes paparazzi and the media will buy photos and news from us, but don't worry, if someone tries to blackmail you, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible."

"Of course, the premise is that I have your phone number."

interesting!

With the business card in his pocket, Ding Xiu turned and left.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Haopeng's cell phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"Hello, I am Ding Xiu's manager, my name is Qin Gang."

Snakes follow their own paths, and rats follow their own paths. For such a person with a wide range of sources of information, it is not a bad thing to have a contact method.

After Ding Xiu got into the taxi, he called Qin Gang and explained the matter. Qin Gang also thought that this person was interesting and might come in handy one day.

…

At twelve o'clock at noon, Ding Xiu returned home.

The door was locked from the inside, like always, he jumped over the wall to get in.

In early spring, it was naturally impossible for Gao Yuanyuan to sleep in the yard like last time.

Ding Xiu first came to the backyard. The plum blossoms in the garden had withered, and the fish in the tank were jumping and swimming around lively.

Gently push open the door of the room where Gao Yuanyuan lives.

With a creak, the door opened.

No one was inside.

"not here?"

Dragging his suitcase, Ding Xiu came to the front yard and pushed the door of his room, but it couldn't be pushed open.

"Um?"

"Sister Yuanyuan, are you there?"

"Bah bang bang!"

"coming!"

A quick voice came, and Gao Yuanyuan responded.

Two minutes later, the door opened.

Gao Yuanyuan stood in front of her with disheveled hair and messy pajamas.

"I was cleaning up for you just now."

As she spoke, she yawned.

"sorry to bother you."

"No trouble, no trouble."

"Well, I'm going back to the room first. You wash up first. I'll call you after dinner."

"Um."

As soon as Gao Yuanyuan left, Ding Xiu went into the house and took a look. It was indeed very clean.

The quilt is also neatly folded.

I touched it with my hand. It was warm and there were long hair on the pillow.

After putting down his luggage, Ding Xiu took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Gao Yuanyuan, who had also changed her clothes, came over with a hair dryer: "I have ordered the food and will bring it over after it is cooked. You can rest for a while first."

"Thank you." Ding Xiu took the hair dryer and said, "Do you ever drool when you sleep?"

"No, why are you asking?"

"It's okay, just ask."

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at the big bed in Ding Xiu's bedroom with a guilty conscience.

"Are you leaving right after dinner?" Ding Xiu asked.

"Is it possible that I can live here forever?"

"It's not impossible."

In the worst case, he will give the backyard to Gao Yuanyuan and the front yard to Qin Lan.

One, three and five sleep in the front yard, and two, four and six sleep in the back yard.

"What a beautiful idea." Gao Yuanyuan snorted with a raised nose.

The ordered food was delivered not long after, and while Ding Xiu was eating, Gao Yuanyuan poured a large glass of wine from the kitchen.

Looking at the familiar date color, Ding Xiu evoked many memories and felt a faint pain in his waist: "This is..."

"Drink more date wine to replenish your body."

He didn't know when Gao Yuanyuan would leave, so Ding Xiu didn't dare to drink too much, so he only tasted it briefly.

But he was a wine lover and couldn't stop drinking.

Half an hour later, in the yard, Ding Xiu was boxing, and every punch and kick was accompanied by the sound of cracking the air.

Extremely ferocious.

When he finished his work, Gao Yuanyuan gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."

"Huh!" After a long breath, Ding Xiu's hot heart gradually calmed down: "It's been a long time since it's been there, it's a bit deserted."

The punch never leaves the hand, the tune never leaves the mouth. There is no shortcut in martial arts. It all depends on practice. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

Why are Cheng Xiaodong, Yuan Bing and others who have practiced martial arts for many years now unable to do so?

Just because you are rich, you can spend time in the gentle countryside to kill your fighting spirit. Who would still practice such hard work? Over time, the combat effectiveness will decline, and the warrior's blood will become cold.

Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes, this is absolutely true.

"I haven't practiced the Kung Fu you taught me for a long time." Gao Yuanyuan felt ashamed when Ding Xiu said this.

The crew was so exhausted after work every day that she still had the energy to practice martial arts.

Breast enlargement and butt lift are not as comfortable as sleeping in.

Especially Ding Xiu's quilt, it's so soft that you don't want to get up when you lie down.

"How about I practice it again and you can teach me?"

PS: So what, what did I say yesterday, six thousand words a day, right? It’s a bit stuck, writing these two thousand words is so tiring.

I'll think about it carefully in the next chapter tonight and get someone to come out and have a fight.