This actor needs more money

At half past three, the alarm clock rang on time. Ding Xiu only had more than a hundred yuan left on him, and it was time to start work.

I ran to the entrance of Beijing Film Studio, did boxing exercises, and then waited aimlessly.

There are limited sources of information about the extras. I don’t know when the crew will start shooting, so I can only wait. If I’m lucky, I will start working when the crew recruits people. If I’m not lucky, my youth will be wasted on the curb.

For example, Wang Baoqiang didn't meet the crew all day yesterday.

At five o'clock, six o'clock, seven o'clock, the red sun was rising, and the staff of Beijing Film Studio had already started to go to work.

The extras, who couldn't bear the loneliness, gathered together to fight the landlord, bragging and vividly talking about the battle two days ago. This incident had already spread among the public.

Three people become tigers. Everyone knows that there is a ruthless man named Ding Xiu in the group performance. He can chop down more than a dozen people with one knife. It is also said that Ding Xiu killed eight people in a row, killing people until the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and blood flowed like rivers.

When asked why Ding Xiu had not been caught after killing so many people, they said that Ding Xiu ran away overnight to hide from the limelight.

"I heard from my fellow villagers that Ding Xiu was a habitual criminal. He killed the village tyrant's family in 1995 and ran away to become a professional killer."

"Didn't you say that you are in your twenties? You can kill a whole family at the age of fifteen in ninety-five?"

"Twenty farts, more than thirty..."

At this time, the person involved was eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk seven or eight meters away. Ding Xiu was speechless when he heard these people talking more and more outrageously.

When he was considering whether to go up and introduce himself, two buses came up the street.

The iconic iron chain, the heart of the heart, the little black fat man Qin Gang got off the car.

"Anti-Japanese drama, 30 yuan a day, recruiting 100 people!"

"Women don't want it, people over forty don't want it, and people with disabilities don't want it. Get on the bus one by one in an orderly manner."

The door of the bus was instantly blocked, and it was a dark place filled with people, all squeezing forward. There were only a hundred people in the crew, let’s say at least two hundred here, or they would be gone if it was too late.

Qin Gang didn't want to be with these smelly people, so he stood at the front of the car and lit a cigarette.

There are only so many people, people will leave as soon as the seats are filled, and everyone who has been standing for a while will be asked to get off.

There were also those who knew what was going on and took the initiative to stuff cigarettes into Qin Gang's pockets. As soon as he put the cigarette away, he saw Ding Xiu walking towards him not far away.

I can't hide even if I want to.

"Brother Qin, it's you, can you look at me?" Ding Xiu asked with narrowed eyes.

"Brother, just call me Lao Qin." His heart trembled, Qin Gang smiled forcefully: "With your image, you can even play the leading male role."

"Then can I get in the car?"

"Of course!" Qin Gang shouted as he pushed aside the people blocking the car door: "Everyone, give way, give way, don't block the way."

After driving away the people sitting in the first row, Qin Gang gave his seat to Ding Xiu. Others dared not speak out in anger. Wang Baoqiang, who had been following Ding Xiu, took advantage of the opportunity and quickly sat on the edge.

Ding Xiuxian glanced at him and thought, "Isn't this kid stupid?"

"Wait a minute, Lao Qin, leave your mobile phone number." Ding Xiu took out his mobile phone and called Qin Gang who was about to get off the car: "It's too troublesome to wait for the show. If you have any actors in the future, please call me in advance."

The surroundings were quiet for a few seconds, and even the driver turned around in surprise.

I thought to myself, this guy is awesome, who is he?

Live props like extras cannot be treated as human beings in the crew. In the eyes of the group leaders, they are tools to make money. They ask you to get on the bus to give you food. You dare to ask Qin Gang to call you in advance. You are very shameless.

Unexpectedly, Qin Gang agreed, took out his Nokia mobile phone and said: "185..."

He actually didn't want to deal with people like Ding Xiu. The kind of aura he revealed inadvertently was really chilling. He had been in society for so many years and had come into contact with all kinds of people.

Ding Xiu is more dangerous than the desperadoes he knows.

With one thousand yuan, you dare to fight with more than a dozen people, chop people's heads and necks with a knife, and if you miss, you will lose two lives. How courageous is it?

This is only one thousand yuan. If you give him ten thousand yuan, will you really kill someone?

…

Today's crew is at the Bayi Film and Television Base, a red film and television base that mainly shoots anti-Japanese films. The base is divided into a literary and martial arts area.

The martial arts area where Ding Xiu and the others arrived.

Martial arts dramas are tiring and require physical fitness. This is why Qin Gang pays 30 yuan a day and does not want old people or women.

"Brother Xiu." Qin Gang waved to Ding Xiu: "You play the role of machine gunner. You don't have to run around. This role is a special actor. You show your face. You get 150 yuan a day and a few lines."

Under normal circumstances, the group performance lasts for twenty-one days, and the special actors who have lines have fifty-one days. Playing a corpse is the highest, because it is unlucky, and the one-hundred-day performance is also very painful. No matter it is summer or winter, lying on the ground motionless for the whole day , who will do it if there is less money?

Ding Xiu had lines, was a special actor, and had to act as a corpse in the scene of being shot and killed, which added up to 150 days.

Extras, special actors, supporting roles, supporting roles, and protagonists. With Qin Gang's ability, the most he can do is be a special actor. This role was originally reserved for himself.

I almost had a conflict with Ding Xiu on the set two days ago, so I gave him a special appointment as compensation.

"Thanks."

"My brother, we are going out. Please change your clothes first. I will take you to find the assistant director and we will discuss the play together later."

In front of the big truck, the extras started grabbing clothes.

These props and clothes were rented from the costume company. They had been filmed in many scenes before and were not cleaned every day. They smelled sour and had a strong foot odor, and some of the helmets were moldy.

Ding Xiu plays the eighth-route machine gunner. He lies in the trench the whole time without leaving the pit or wearing a helmet.

After choosing a relatively clean piece of clothing, Ding Xiu held a machine gun and a dozen actors and was summoned by the assistant director to teach the drama together.

"This is your position, this is your... After the floor is set, you have to move when the little devil comes to this position. Your lines are brothers, give me a hard beating, speak louder, and use facial expressions." Be fierce, be murderous, come on, demonstrate it first..."

"Brothers, beat me hard!"

Ding Xiu's fierce and murderous performance satisfied the assistant director and even praised him for his talent.

An hour later, filming officially started.

"Crack, bang!"

"Ah, da da da."

"bio, bio, bio!"

He pulled the bolt, loaded the gun and fired, and the extras even added some music. It was a great time, and Ding Xiu lay motionless in the trench.

In front of the team, the cameraman kept his lens on the leading actor.

War movies are difficult to shoot. There are many shots that need to be switched, but the battle cannot be interrupted, so the extras need to run around constantly.

Once, twice, three times... I can't tell how many times the morning passed. The extras were lifeless and exhausted.

The actor who played the corpse lay in the mud countless times.

Machine gunner Ding Xiu has died. He died in the trench. His body was lying motionless on his side. If you look closely, he had a mobile phone in his hand. When he was tired, he turned over and continued playing.

In the next few days, Ding Xiu took good care of Qin Gang. He would call and ask if there were any roles. Qin Gang wanted to say no. Those roles were all his, but he was afraid of making Ding Xiu unhappy.

A week later.

"Hey, Brother Xiu, don't mention the special appointment. The Swordsman crew is recruiting people. Do you want to give it a try? With your skills, it's not a big problem to be a bit player."

In martial arts dramas, actors who are good at martial arts are very dominant, but they are just a supporting cast. Judging from his martial arts skills and appearance, Ding Xiu should be competent.

Once he met a big crew and received a salary of hundreds of dollars a day, Ding Xiu probably wouldn't like his small place anymore.

Qin Gang is very confident about this.

It's like experiencing the service of 1988 in a high-end club. Who would go to the street to eat 98 fast food.