This actor needs more money

Ding Xiucai would not agree to Wu Jing's baby-in-law agreement. This guy is unreliable. He used to be a libertine. One person had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry.

He has an impulsive personality and does what he says, rarely considering the consequences.

My son was not careful in choosing his name, so he called him Wu Zhuang.

If his son follows him in the future, his daughter will be useless for the rest of her life.

Wu Jing wanted to retort a few words, why did his son have such bad shoes, but suddenly a phone call came in.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a call."

"Hey, what!"

"Let me ask you clearly. Are you really not coming?"

"Fuck you!"

"No, I'm not used to people like this. I'll turn the camera on. I'll put the heroine in place as soon as possible."

Ding Xiu saw that Wu Jing didn't look good and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Wolf Warrior 2 is about to join the cast. The price of the heroine will be temporarily increased. If the price is not increased, the film will not be filmed."

Wu Jing was so angry that the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was squeezing his cell phone tightly.

Ding Xiu consoled her, "If it's a big deal, the price will go up. We'll stabilize her first, and then we'll deal with her after filming."

"Brother Xiu, it's not about money. I can't bear to swallow this. I can't bear to see such a person. This girl is so transparent. She was a model before and has never filmed a single movie."

"I invested 1.5 billion to let her play the heroine. It's enough to look up to her. The price is also very fair, in line with her current worth."

"When we talked on the phone before, she was happier than anyone else. She thanked her profusely and said she would perform well."

"But when I'm about to join the group, tell me more money, damn it!"

"They took advantage of the situation and robbed me. They really thought I was made of mud."

Ding Xiu was confused: "No, you didn't sign a contract with her before?"

Wu Jing was depressed: "She is a model and travels abroad all the year round. It was only a verbal agreement before that she would come over to make up for the contract after she finished her work. Who knew this would happen."

"I thought that with such a big investment in Wolf Warrior 2, it would still be the female lead. If I gave her a newcomer to play, no one would be so stupid as to let me go, so I didn't push for the contract."

Since the establishment of the Wolf Warrior 2 project, more and more people in the entertainment industry have volunteered to be female leads, with both first- and second-tier artists lining up.

It's just that Wu Jing doesn't like these people very much.

The heroine he wanted should ideally look mixed-race, but not many qualified.

It took a lot of effort to find the current model. She is beautiful and mixed-race, which fits his requirements very well.

Such a great thing happened to the girl, and it would be an exaggeration to say that there was smoke coming out of the ancestral grave.

Wu Jing didn't even think about the idea of ​​girls sitting on the floor and raising prices.

Anyone who has been around knows how difficult it is to play a heroine in a movie these days. Some female artists have gone from special roles to supporting roles and leading roles in ten years.

Now, if you land directly on this model girl's head, no normal person would think of breaking the contract.

Not to mention the low remuneration, even if there is no money, there are still many people who are willing to pay.

As a result of the phone call just now, Wu was stunned.

This is the first time in so many years that someone dares to do this to him, and the other person is still a newcomer. Who can bear this?

"At this time, where are you going to find mixed blood?" Ding Xiu asked.

Wu Jing frowned: "It's hard to find him, but you have to find him. Anyway, I won't use this grandson if he has a Han face."

"Brother Xiu, I may need your help this time. I have many connections. Help me ask around these days to see if there is anyone who meets the requirements."

"Mixed-race, beautiful, born after 1985. If you are young, you can relax your acting skills, but if you are beautiful, you should add some acting skills and popularity when you are older."

Ding Xiu was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. With this condition, it was not so easy to find him in the circle.

"You can just go to Maozi and find one. They are readily available on the streets."

Mao Zi looks like she's a mixed race, and the average audience can't tell the difference anyway. If they say she's mixed, she's just mixed.

Three-legged women are hard to find, but two-legged beauties are everywhere on the streets. As long as you can afford it, you can find school beauties, queens, socialites, goddesses, models, you name it.

"The most important thing is to understand Chinese." Wu Jing suppressed the last condition: "You can't say 1, 2, 3, 4 on the set."

Ding Xiu wanted to give him the middle finger. He had to be beautiful, mixed race, have some acting skills and popularity, and especially understand Chinese.

An idea flashed in his head, and Ding Xiu thought of something: "Look for Lu Jingshan. Isn't she a mixed race? She is also an old acquaintance of yours."

"That Lu Jingshan?" Wu Jing scratched his head.

Ding Xiu: "..."

"The heroine of Langya, Lu Jingshan, do you have any impressions?"

In Wu Jing's first film, Langya, Ding Xiu was the male lead and the female lead was Lu Jingshan, a newly debuted model.

Hong Kong Islander, born after 1985, mixed race, can understand Chinese.

After so many years, if you are still in the industry, you should have filmed a lot of movies, and your acting skills are no problem.

"She, I remembered her." Wu Jing immediately used his mobile phone to search for Lu Jingshan's information. Not to mention, she was still in the circle.

The resources have been good over the years, and I have worked my way up from supporting roles step by step. After filming five or six movies, I got the chance to play the leading role.

In the past two years, the drama has been the protagonist.

While acting and singing, she occasionally participated in catwalks as a model, and her career was developing very well.

The reason why it is not famous is because it focuses on European and American circles.

Wu Jing also specially searched for a few photos of her underwear, and Ding Xiu immersed himself in examining them. There was nothing to say about her figure or face.

Concave and convex, with sharp edges and corners.

Her thighs are straight and there is not a trace of fat on her body. She is big where she should be and thin where she should be. She is worthy of being a model.

Immediately, Wu Jing contacted her agent and asked for Lu Jingshan’s phone number.

After the filming of Langya, the two lost contact. His phone number was changed several times during the period, leaving only a few important people.

Now that all information is public, it is quite easy to find someone. The most direct way is to read Weibo.

Generally, an artist's Weibo homepage has their studio, agent's contact information, and email number.

In less than ten minutes, Lu Jingshan's call was sent to Wu Jing's mobile phone.

He didn't write any ink, so he called immediately, showed his identity and told the purpose of his visit.

The other side was more straightforward: "How long will the filming take?"

Wu Jing: "About two months."

Lu Jingshan: "I take three days off every month to go home and take care of my parents."

Wu Jing: "No problem."

Lu Jingshan: "Are there any sex scenes? Do you need to take off your clothes?"

As expected from the European and American circles, the path is wild, that’s what I asked when I came up.

Wu Jing broke into a cold sweat: "This is a military-themed film that I want to show in China. I won't do that."

"Okay, give me a time and I'll report to the crew on time."

The two communicated for less than five minutes, and everything was settled. The other party's vigorous and resolute actions made Wu Jing feel like he was dreaming.

"Brother Xiu, the person you recommended is still reliable."

"No, I just mentioned it." Ding Xiu didn't take the credit at all: "If she doesn't get the shot later, just don't blame me."

"That can't be done."

After the matter was resolved, Wu Jing laughed and started drinking. He waved the wine glass around, looking for Uncle Yu for a while and Lao Guo for a while.

Ding Xiu didn't drink. He put a pot of tea on the table, glanced around, looked at the quietest corner in the room, and walked over.

There's a young boy right here.

He was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was wearing a long robe and a coat, which at first glance belonged to Deyun.

"Teacher Ding, please sit down." As soon as Ding Xiu came over, the boy stood up to make room.

"No, you sit down, I'll have a sip of tea and leave in a while."

Ding Xiu poured himself a glass and tasted it slowly, looking at the somewhat embarrassed young man in boredom.

"What's your generation?"

Yunhe Jiuxiao, this is Lao Guo's disciple, ranked according to the length of time he has been initiated.

Yunzi's generation is all seniors who started earlier, such as Yue Yunpeng, who is quite popular now.

"I have no qualifications. I am Uncle Yu's apprentice." Afraid that Ding Xiu would not understand, the young man added: "My name is Guo Qilin, you can just call me Xiaolin. My father, Guo Degang, is it not suitable for us to have my father as our teacher in this industry?" .”

"Why can't you take your father as your teacher?"

"In my father's words, fathers are reluctant to bear hardships for their children. In fact, our industry is tiring. Being beaten and scolded is common. He said he was reluctant to beat me, so I can only worship him."

Ding Xiu nodded: "It makes sense, but not necessarily. I guess he is afraid that other disciples will be unbalanced."

"You are the junior class leader, so it is not good to be lenient with you. Others may feel partial, and it will be difficult to pass on unique skills to you easily."

"Ahem, to put it bluntly, it's just like your father. He wants to maintain his dignity as a master and be a good father at the same time."

Guo Qilin smiled awkwardly, he knew what Ding Xiu meant, he was both a bitch and a bitch.

From ancient times to the present, craftsmanship should be passed down to sons.

Usually I just close the door and teach him step by step in private. Others don't dare to say anything even if they feel uncomfortable.

But Lao Guo insisted on treating everyone equally for the sake of his teacher's face.

No, even wronging him.

Over the years, not only has he not received preferential treatment, but he has always been inferior to others. At home, he only eats after his fellow apprentices have finished their meals.

He looked like an outsider.

What special skills are passed down, and the door is closed and the hand is pointed out, these things have never happened at all.

The result of Lao Guo's doing this was that his apprentices were satisfied but his son was not.

He was dissatisfied that it was useless. He had resisted when he was a child, and the two mouths came out.

Just like today, on such a big day as the anniversary, all the senior brothers from the Yun generation were taken by Lao Guo to meet people, while he was squatting in the corner.

Lao Guo did not allow him to come forward.

Ding Xiu crossed his legs and chatted: "You don't look too old. Are you in high school or university?"

Guo Qilin said honestly: "I haven't been to junior high school since."

Ding Xiu almost spit out his tea. Lao Guo is also a talented person. No matter what age he is, his children don't study in junior high school and don't care about them.

"It seems that your father is preparing you to be his successor. You have become familiar with the family business so early."

"How is it possible? I was just a small actor in the company, and now I earn 18,000 yuan a month in a small theater for living expenses."

The company's shares are all in the hands of the stepmother.

Not even his hair can touch it.

In the past few years, I have learned a little bit about cross talk from Uncle Yu. Relying on my status, I can perform more than a dozen shows in the company's small theater every month and earn some pocket money.

Let him inherit the family business. At present, there is no plan.

This is not the way to train him.

Judging from the current situation, it is more like raising him to eat and wait until death, and then the whole pension will be paid.

"Teacher Ding, I'm a little confused now. Can you give me some guidance?"

Ding Xiu clicked his chin: "You tell me."

"The current situation of our family is like this..."

He didn't hide anything. Guo Qilin said what he had been holding back for a long time. He was really confused now and didn't know where the future was.

Let's talk about cross talk. His talent is average, and there are many people in the company who are better than him. He is not even among the top twenty, and Lao Guo refuses to teach him seriously.

Don't even think about inheriting the family business. There was no hope before and there will be no hope in the future.

Because if nothing else happens, there will be a younger brother in the family this year.

It's boring to stay here, and there's no direction to go out. I really don't know what to do.

With just a diploma from junior high school, he can only work in a factory, serving dishes and washing dishes in hotels. He has no talent for business. He is probably either being cheated to death or losing everything.

Ding Xiu rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "Don't you have a film and television company in your family? Have you ever thought about becoming an actor?"

Guo Qilin's heart was moved, and he was confused on the surface: "I have an image and no acting skills, so it's hard to get along in the industry."

He is self-aware of his average looks. He has been working at home since graduating from junior high school and has never taken half a professional acting course.

I have never thought about entering the entertainment industry.

Although I am also very yearning for it.

Ding Xiu put down his tea cup and said, "Don't you understand? There are many types of people in the entertainment industry, including movie actors, TV drama actors, singers, idols, popular celebrities, variety show stars, and hosts."

"Some need faces, some need talent, some need acting skills, and some need topics. It doesn't necessarily mean being handsome or having acting skills. Those are the minority."

“The most important thing is to have resources and connections, and someone to guide you!”

"I'm so famous. You've created your own buzz when you debuted. I have a film and television company at home, so it's all resources. If you go out and record a variety show, who won't give your family some face?"

As he spoke, Ding Xiu did not forget to look at Guo Degang, who was exchanging drinks with a group of big guys in the crowd, and gestured to Xiao Guo where to look.

Guo Qilin was moved. The blueprint Ding Xiu drew for him was indeed much better than hanging around in the company and waiting to die.

But he was still hesitating.

"My family may not be able to help."

His family knows his own affairs, and Lao Guo's character usually doesn't even let him have food on the table. How could he possibly arrange resources for him to make his debut?

"It's pitiful for parents in the world. How can there be a biological father who doesn't love his children?" Ding Xiu shook his head and sighed: "At your age, you may not be able to understand his painstaking efforts."

As soon as the words changed, Ding Xiu's lips curled up: "But if you are willing, you can come to my company and give it a try."

In fact, this guy's conditions are really not bad.

The main reason is that the family has abundant resources.

His own son is making his debut, and Lao Guo won’t help? That doesn't exist.

Whenever Lao Guo's film and television company invests in a drama, Ding Xiu takes Xiao Guo to interview for the male lead the next day because he doesn't believe that Lao Guo won't let him play.

You didn't give your son a good way out. Now young people want to fight for themselves. Do you still want your son to get better?

Lao Guo wouldn't give him any face at all.

Damn it, Xiao Guo can dig up the grave of his hometown and cut off relations with his old Guo family.

In the past, you didn't give me a chance or train me, whether it was to establish your authority in front of your disciples or for balance, I can understand it.

Now that I'm out, I have no conflict of interest with anyone in the company. If I come to you and you don't help, then you simply don't want to help.

Being unable to help and not wanting to help are two different things.