Huang Xiaoming has just made his debut, and the drama "The Emperor" in which he plays the leading role has not yet been aired, so he is indeed not well-known.
The drama that Ding Xiu aired here is the most famous one in the movie "Swordsman", starring Lin Pingzhi.
The biggest firepower of this drama is Li Yapeng and Xu Qing, and the popularity of other people is relatively not that high.
There are not many people who can recognize Ding Xiu at a glance after changing his costume.
This can be seen from the handful of fans who usually look for his autograph on the street.
The Lost Martial Arts won an award, but it hasn't been released yet.
Let’s talk about this award, not to mention focusing on the best actor. How many people in China have heard of the two words Cannes?
Ding Xiu only had a superficial understanding of these awards after he had been in the industry for a while.
Young people have to go to work, and most of the people watching TV series are the elderly and children. It is impossible to expect them to be familiar with the Cannes Awards.
In the two days since returning from Cannes, Ding Xiu and Qin Gang have arranged several interviews for Ding Xiu, but they will not be published until the next issue of the newspaper.
So all in all, Ding Xiu's popularity is still not high.
"Brother, you have something on your face."
Huang Xiaoming was unhappy when Ding Xiu called him a student. Seeing the lipstick marks on his face, he felt even more uncomfortable because he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"I'll wipe it for you." Qin Lan took out a tissue.
I was just chatting and didn't notice this problem. I didn't expect to be exposed in public, which was really embarrassing.
Ding Xiu grabbed her wrist and said, "No, it's good to keep it."
Fuck!
This guy is not a good person.
Huang Xiaoming was shocked. He didn't expect there to be such a thick-skinned person in the world.
His words are frivolous, like a little hooligan, and he is not reliable at all. He doesn't know what Qin Lan likes about him.
"You wipe it yourself." Qin Lan blushed like a ripe peach, stuffed the tissue into Ding Xiu's hand, turned around and left.
"You haven't told me if you are free tonight?"
Huang Xiaoming stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
My heart is completely broken.
Qin Lan turned around, walked backwards, shook the braid on the back of his head and said:
"No, I can't ask for leave. I'll play with you after the filming is completed. Bye."
Princess Huanzhu is part of a big production team, and she is just a small actor. She has no say and doesn't even dare to ask for leave.
I go to the set every morning and put on my makeup and sit and wait for the scene. Sometimes I may not even wait for her for a whole day.
Even though she knew that she might not be able to take pictures of herself today, she still didn't dare to rest in the hotel.
She was afraid that Qiong Yao would be replaced.
She didn't dare to think about someone like Huang Xiaoming who was destined to be the number one male after graduation. As an ordinary person, she had to work hard step by step.
She would seize the opportunity and fight to death without letting it go. This was what she kept telling herself.
Huang Xiaoming followed Qin Lan, and after walking farther away, he asked: "Which acting school did your friend graduate from?"
"He is not a major student. He is a group performer like me."
The words were filled with pride.
This is the reason why she admires Ding Xiu very much. She has stepped from a group performer to today. How can she do it without any skills?
A man must be capable.
In addition, she was also showing off to Huang Xiaoming. During daily chats, Huang Xiaoming talked endlessly about his classmates Zhao Wei, Chen Kun, and some famous senior brothers and sisters.
He opened his mouth and said that our acting teacher is so-and-so, he has acted in such-and-such plays, and won such-and-such awards.
His original intention was to brag about his surroundings, but Qin Lan heard it harshly.
On the one hand, she feels inferior. She is a wild child and does not have such connections and resources around her. The most popular person she knows is Ding Xiu.
On the other hand, I feel that Huang Xiaoming is frivolous and not stable enough.
What's there to say about others being excellent? It doesn't mean that they are excellent.
Ding Xiu didn't say anything when he won the Cannes Award. He continued to act in several big movies and was still approachable without any pretense.
The two of them compared each other and made a judgment.
"Really? No wonder Jianghu is so angry. You should stay away from him in the future."
Qin Lan stopped, frowned, and said coldly: "Are you sick?"
Huang Xiaoming froze on the spot, suddenly at a loss and feeling extremely cold in his heart.
Yesterday we were all good friends, no matter how hard we said we fell out, we fell out.
"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?"
"I just think that guy has bad intentions."
As both men, Huang Xiaoming thought Ding Xiu was a scumbag when he first saw him, especially when he smiled.
Giving a gift, hugging someone, and asking if a girl is free in the evening, isn’t this LSP’s mentality known to everyone?
Qin Lan's eyes became colder: "I know very well what my friend is like, it's none of your business!"
After saying that, he turned around and strode away.
What's wrong with men who are more lustful? What man is not lustful? There are a few people who approach her who don't come because of her lust.
She has a crush on Ding Xiu, and isn't being tall and handsome part of the equation?
She looks like Wang Baoqiang, and even if he won the Best Actor Award at Cannes, she wouldn't be tempted.
These ordinary things turned out to be malicious in Huang Xiaoming's eyes. For a moment, he was extremely disappointed with this man.
The thinking is so narrow, it seems that what Nortel comes out with is just like this.
…
Ding Xiu didn't have much money, so he originally wanted to treat Qin Lan to spicy hotpot.
Qin Lan couldn't go, so he didn't force it. Today's gift was given, and the relationship between the two parties was further deepened. The goal was achieved.
After returning home, he had a good sleep.
I drank until midnight last night and went to Dream Paris for a few hours in the morning. I already felt a little overwhelmed.
A few days later, in the courtyard of the courtyard.
Ding Xiu and Wu Jing each took a spear.
"The gun is tied with a line, and the person moves with the gun. Pay attention to the use of the wrist, so that when the gun is twisted, the drill is turned, the little finger is clasped, the thumb is rubbed, the palm is turned, twisting and tying."
"In addition, the gun never leaves the body. No matter whether it is blocking, holding, or stabbing, the body is hidden behind the gun. When practicing the gun, the root leads to the tip, and the tip and the root are interchanged. It is like a python carrying you with you, adapting to changes..."
When talking about guns, Wu was eloquent and talked about all the treasures in his family.
Ding Xiu couldn't listen anymore and interrupted him: "I just want you to teach me some elegant and beautiful marksmanship. Why are you talking so much?"
The contract for the Hero crew has been signed and they will join the cast in August.
I also got the script, which is dozens of thick pages. The front is full of information, and the last paragraph of the last page is the lines.
This play tells the story of four killers and the King of Qin.
At the end of the Warring States Period, all the heroes came together, and the Qin State dominated one side, while other countries were waiting for opportunities to assassinate the King of Qin.
Among them, Zhao's assassin Changkong, couple's assassin Canjian, and Feixue were the most fearful to King Qin.
The King of Qin ordered that anyone who could capture the assassin Zhang Kong should approach the King of Qin twenty steps, and anyone who could kill Canjian and Feixue should approach the King ten steps.
Wu Ming, the pavilion chief of Qin State, defeated three major assassins in a row. He went to the palace to pay homage to the King of Qin. After ten steps, he planned to assassinate...
The fourth male lead played by Ding Xiu is the assassin Changkong, and the weapon he uses is a silver gun.
Cheng Xiaodong said that his martial arts style is more realistic and easy to use, but not beautiful enough. He hopes he can practice some martial arts for filming.
To be good-looking, the martial arts team must be unique. No, when he asked whether Wu Jing was still in Peking, Ding Xiu immediately called him over.
"Brother, how can you practice if you don't know the principles?" Wu Jing was very unhappy when Ding Xiu interrupted him.
"You know the principle, so let's try our best?" Ding Xiu asked back.
He just wanted to practice a few sets of moves and make them look good, and he didn't think about these big principles.
It's not a life and death fight.
Besides, Wu Jing's tactics are useless on the battlefield.
"Okay, okay, let's skip the foreplay and go straight to the point. I'll take a flight in the afternoon and stay at most two hours. With your strength, that should be enough for you to learn."
"The first set is the Yang Family Gun...the second set is the Shaolin Eight Mother Guns...this is the Liuhe Gun...this is the Emei Gun.
As he spoke, Wu Jing explained.
"They are all relatively beautiful and meet your requirements of good looks, flexibility, handsomeness and elegance."
"Crack!"
For the last shot, Wu Jing fired his carbine, and the head of the gun pierced the jujube tree in the yard.
With a little force, the gun body was pulled out.
Wu Jing gasped and said, "I still don't understand how you pierced the chair that day. After I went back, I tried countless times, but no matter how I pierced it, it couldn't be pierced."
"I asked my master and he said to use strength. I don't quite understand. What is strength?"
Ding Xiu kicked the tail of the spear with his toes, took the spear and started dancing in the yard. His movements were relatively slow, and they were the same moves that Wu Jing had just performed.
"Since you asked, didn't your master tell you?"
Wu Jing shook his head: "He said he couldn't either."
Wu Bing doesn't know how.
Isn't this nonsense?
There was a banging sound with the eyebrow-level stick in one hand, and the stick hit the person's body so hard that the bones cracked.
Isn't this called that?
I’m afraid I don’t want to teach.
"It's useless if you learn. It's better not to learn."
"If you don't have too many skills, you won't have too much effort."
Ding Xiuxian glanced at Wu Jing and continued to practice shooting: "You already have enough martial arts skills. There are few in the entire entertainment industry who have more skills than you. It is more than enough for filming."
"Real Kung Fu is for killing people. Tell me, what do you want to do after learning it?"
Wu Jing is a martial arts champion. Needless to say, he has a good foundation in kung fu. The gold medals in every game prove it.
Looking at the whole mainland, there are really not many actors who are "more capable" than him.
Given his status, he probably won't have the chance to fight with gangsters in his life, let alone seek revenge from his enemies.
Therefore, there is no need to practice real kung fu, because you will never use it after practicing it for a lifetime. When you use it one day, you will not be far away from squatting.
Ding Xiu also didn't believe that Wu Jing would cultivate his moral character after learning.
Warriors have a bloody nature and cannot hide it.
Just like an LSP, is it possible for you to give her a beautiful woman to hug and sleep with her day and night, but not to touch her?
Ding Xiu is the best example. Why he likes to compete with others is because his hands are itchy.
Among the older generation, Yu Chenghui, Wu Bing, etc. will also be eager to see the masters, and no one will want to use two tricks.
This is true for all old people, not to mention young people. Donnie Yen, Zhao Wenzhuo, these people who think they have two skills will do it at the slightest disagreement.
What if I learned the killing technique?
"Come on, I can see that you all don't want to teach." Putting the gun aside, Wu Jing poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
"It's for your own good if you don't teach me. How did you do this?"
The marksmanship skills taught by Wu Jing were set moves, different from those improvised by the crew. Ding Xiu was not a god and could learn them all at a glance.
Two hours later, under Wu Jing's patient teaching, Ding Xiu learned a lot.
If you want to play better in the future, you just have to practice more.
"Let's go!"
Putting down the gun, Wu Jing waved his hand without looking back, very coolly, "See you on Hong Kong Island, I'll cover you then."
"You'd better cover yourself, don't let us be on the same set again next time."
It's been more than half a year since he went to Hong Kong Island, and Wu Jing hasn't done anything. Ding Xiu feels that he is a little hung up, and he might as well stay in the mainland to develop.
PS: The first month of the month has almost passed, and everyone still has the poor author who has a monthly ticket...