Zhang Dalei quickly asked people to prepare. The assistant director felt puzzled when he saw him being commanded by a little girl.
Ding Ding was given ten minutes to get familiar with the lines of the second male lead. At this moment, Li Chunli called and chased her in.
Su Jian told her the current situation.
"Xiao Jian, have you got the role of a servant?"
"If he doesn't do it, he insists on trying to be the second male lead, just waiting to be slapped in the face."
Li Chunli didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sister, if you encourage him, that child's penis will rise to the sky as long as he hears encouragement."
"Sister Li, do you always lead artists like this?"
It’s true that a good boy is a good boy, but he can’t be blindly confident, right?
Why not find out his shortcomings in time? Can you go far in the long run by just coaxing?
"His mother is an old artist..."
"I know, what does it have to do with him? Only by supporting yourself can you gain the respect of others."
"That's right, okay! You can figure it out. If he doesn't obey, you'll beat him until he obeys."
"Okay, I'll do it."
"Why……"
Before she finished speaking, Su Jian hung up the phone.
Li Xiaobao is wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen.
"What did Xiao Jian say?"
"Hey, it's all my fault for talking too much. Ding Ding can't beat that kid. His mother will feel bad if she knows."
"Haha, Chunli, when I find out that you are a bastard, you will look at me in disbelief. You are worried about people who have nothing to do with you. Why do you have the nerve to say it out loud?"
"Xiao Jian does things in a measured way. Your worries are unnecessary."
After pinching herself, Li Chunli smiled bitterly, "I drank too much and my brain is rusty. I'm a little unfounded."
She hoped that Su Jian would go smoothly in the capital and never encounter the same setbacks as before.
Ding Ding's mother is in the entertainment industry, but I heard that she has some other influence, and she is afraid that Su Jian will suffer a loss.
At the end of the audition, Ding Ding looked awkwardly at everyone on the stage, especially Su Jian, whose terrifying eyes seemed to eat him.
"Director Zhang, what do you think of him?"
Zhang Dalei scratched his head, it really didn't work.
"Ding Ding, what you performed... uh..."
It was too bad, he was short of words and couldn't find the right words to describe it.
Ding Ding almost cried, is it really not possible? He has worked very hard, why can't he?
"Director Zhang, please wait a moment, I will talk to him."
The role setting of the servant is most in line with his personality. Of course, when choosing a script, you must choose one that you can control so that you can handle it with ease. When his acting skills are honed to the level of a king, shouldn't he choose the role casually?
After analyzing the servant's psychology and the relationship between the characters in the play with him, Ding Ding suddenly felt enlightened.
"I see."
It turns out that I can also control the role. Su Jian is right, he is not suitable for the second male lead. He can excel in small roles, and the audience will still remember him if he plays well.
Trying out the play again, Director Zhang’s eyes lit up.
"Ding Ding, this role belongs to you. It's great. You are very malleable. With time, you will definitely gain a foothold in the entertainment industry."
"Really?"
Ding Ding was extremely pleasantly surprised. From signing with the agency to now, he finally got the role.
"Sister Su, can you be my agent? I can pay you double the salary."
On the way back, Ding Ding kept begging her, but Su Jian found him annoying, so she left him halfway and drove away by herself.
Being penniless, Ding Ding had no choice but to call Li Chunli, and soon she came by taxi to pick him up.
"Double salary?"
Li Chunli sarcastically said, "Do you know how much money she can make per hour?"
"Ah? Isn't Sister Su a doctor from the National Association? At least ten yuan per hour, right?"
"Emma, guess harder."
Ten yuan less? Eighty hours a day is eighty yuan. There are no doctors in the entire capital with a monthly salary of two thousand four thousand, right?