The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 893 Ding Yi plays Ding Yi

Ding Yi invested heavily in education during the years of Rende. The school provided food and housing, and the fees became lower and lower. Unexpectedly, now, Dagan is trying to find a way to collect money. Tuition is free, and extracurricular materials are charged. The lodging is free, but the water and electricity bills are charged. In short, it is a different way to collect money.

Reading now has become an easy task again.

Ding Yi originally wanted to say, if we squeeze together, we can always squeeze out, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it.

Now in April, if all goes well, he should be able to earn enough money for Ruoruo to go to school before the new semester starts in September.

The two entered the set from Hengdian Town, and as soon as they reached the door, they saw someone running over.

"Azu, Azu." It turned out to be Hong Huoxiu.

"Little Hong."

"Sister Xu is here too."

Several people said hello, and Xu Xiaoai went to her set.

After Xu Xiaoai left, Hong Huoxiu lowered his voice: "Why are you with her?"

"What? If Ruoruo has no one to take care of her, who is with her?"

"Ruo Ruo is none of your business." Hong Huoxiu looked at Ding Yi strangely. The former Ding Yi would definitely not care about this matter: "Are you going to help someone else raise their daughter?"

"What can I do? Drive her away?" Ding Yi asked back.

Now Ding Yi is probably Ruoruo's closest relative in this world. If Ding Yi ignores her now, Ruoruo's entire world view will probably collapse.

"Be careful, Xu Xiaoai's famous waves have been slept on all over." Hong Huoxiu said, wiping the saliva that slipped from the corner of his mouth.

"Keep some morals, people also want to survive." Ding Yi said calmly.

Hong Huoxiu rolled his eyes, and grabbed him: "Come on, Xiao Feng may have a role today, go and see."

"I'm going to another studio." Ding Yi thought of Lao Song and Brother Dali from yesterday: "If there is no place, I'll come find you again."

"Okay." Hong Huoxiu didn't say much.

Just like yesterday, there are quite a lot of people in the sixth district, waiting for a seat and a role.

Ding Yi took a closer look today, and sure enough, there are quite a lot of beauties and handsome men around. Many young and beautiful women are more beautiful than Li Li and Xu Xiaoai, and they are still young.

But it's useless, there are too many beauties here, and resources are limited.

He also saw a beautiful woman who kept coming forward and rubbing her body against the agency and crew members at the door, trying to get some resources.

But this set is too common here, and it may not be effective.

"Let's go, let's go." Ding Yi came late, but he still pushed forward like yesterday.

He has a loud voice and full of momentum, everyone thought he was from the crew, so they quickly stepped aside.

In a short while to the front.

He still came to the far left: "I'm looking for Brother Dali."

The person on the opposite side belonged to yesterday. When he saw Ding Yi, he seemed familiar, and then turned his head.

Before it called, someone rushed out.

"Come in, come in." It was that little Miao.

Xiao Miao took Ding Yi in and gave Ding Yi a thumbs up: "Yes, Brother Dali and Lao Song both praised you."

Xiao Miao has met many people introduced by intermediaries, and they basically work one day a day, and rarely work continuously.

Even if they did it continuously, Brother Dali and Lao Song would not approve of it.

This young man was recognized by Brother Dali and Lao Song when he first arrived, and he has some strength.

"I didn't do anything. I worked hard and didn't cause trouble for everyone. You all helped me. I can't make things difficult for you." Ding Yi said, took out a small box from his pocket, and stuffed it into Xiao Miao's hand: "Xiao Miao Sister, take care of me."

"Ah, you." Xiao Miao's face turned into a smile, shaking her head and stuffing it into her pocket.

Old Song nodded when he saw Ding Yi. Ding Yi was very imposing today, with a straight back.

Now there are a lot of handsome men and beautiful women, but there are not many handsome actors.

Some actors are very stylish, for example, they are very domineering, and they can play black bosses and big shots.

I didn't see it yesterday, but Ding Yi looked very imposing today.

This is to say that beauty is in the eyes of beholders. Lao Song didn't feel for him yesterday, but later he found Ding Yi pleasing to the eye, so naturally he saw everything differently.

"Can you ride a horse?" Lao Song asked when they met.

"Yes." Ding Yi said immediately.

"Heh." Lao Song was a little surprised: "Can you shoot arrows?"

"Yes." Ding Yi said.

"..." Lao Song patted him again: "To beat Li Zicheng today, you play the role of Mr. Qian, with lines and scenes."

"Thank you Song Ge." Ding Yi didn't say much, his eyes suddenly turned red, as if he was moved to tears.

Lao Song looked into Ding Yi's eyes, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Miao, take him to try on makeup."

Ding Yi turned around, wiped his eyes, and stared at Xiao Miao in a daze.

Many celebrities played on the spot, unable to cry even if they wanted to, and had to use eye drops.

Ding Yi is amazing, either his acting skills are top-notch, or his affection is sincere.

Ding Yi played the role of Chief Qianjun.

Today's scene is that Ding Yi invaded the capital, and then suppressed Li Zicheng on the outskirts of Datong Town.

There is a small city on the scene, and the name on the city is often changed.

If you shoot Datong, change it to Datong, if you shoot Luoyang, change the name of Luoyang.

Ding Yi changed his clothes and followed the big team to the venue. He found that there were quite a lot of people on the scene. There were thousands of people, and many of them were group performers.

If someone plays a corpse, it costs only one or two yuan.

Deputy Director Du quickly called a few extras to come over and play against each other.

When seeing Ding Yi's costume, he said: "You will have an archery action, you can just draw the bow and shoot the arrow at will, and we will switch the camera."

What he meant was to let Ding Yi shoot casually, and then another shot would show a Chuang general on the opposite side falling off his horse with an arrow.

Ding Yi nodded.

Then let him try the mirror.

Someone brought a horse.

Ding Yi was wearing iron armor, whoosh, jumped on the horse neatly, clasped his hands, and drove.

Before the person leading the horse noticed, Ding Yi had already rushed out on the horse.

"Hey, hey, hey——" the man who led the horse was anxious, afraid that he would fall off the horse.

"Don't move..." Deputy Director Du was looking at the camera, only feeling that Ding Yi got on the horse, clamped the horse, and rushed out, all done in one go, very visual.

"Okay, keep running, prepare to shoot arrows, there is a target in front of you, shoot whatever you want."

Following his voice, Ding Yi lifted the bow and took the arrow.

Half turned around and drew the bow.

collapse.

Puchi, an arrow hit the bullseye.

"Wow." Xiao Miao was dumbfounded.

"Pretty." Assistant Director Du shouted, patting his thigh.

"Woo—" Ding Yi reined in his horse and stopped, his heart beating non-stop.

I didn't expect that I could still shoot like this.

After becoming an emperor in his previous life, he did not lose this skill. He often went hunting and archery. It was not until he was 60 years old that he seldom rode a horse, but he occasionally practiced foot archery.

With this kind of maintenance, he really still has some strength.

The emperor Zhang Pan is drawing a bow beside him. He is playing the role of sharpshooter Ding Yi, but he doesn't know how to shoot arrows at all.

Rende years ago, Ding Yi was required to learn archery and horseback riding in elementary and middle schools.

After Ding Xiang became emperor, he gradually canceled these courses, saying that he didn't like the people who advocated force.

In addition, firearms replaced cold weapons later, so now they can ride horses, and there are very few archers.

"It's a fool." A nanny beside Zhang Pan sneered.

Zhang Pan watched coldly: "It's not a dead set."

Hahaha, there was laughter all around.

"One more time, one more time." Assistant Director Du enjoyed watching it very much. In costume dramas, it is rare to meet an actor who is good at riding arrows. This can be a special actor.

If Ding Yi's shots are so accurate, and it's not a trick, then there is no need to switch cameras, and use a long lens to shoot them together.

Ding Yi comes again.

Ride a horse, dash out, draw a bow, shoot an arrow.

Plop, hit the target again.

It missed the target this time, but it was close.

"Okay." Assistant Director Du was overjoyed and extremely excited.

"Use a long lens for a while, and replace it with a rubber arrow."

Shooting will start soon.

Ding Yi was wearing iron armor and rushed out according to the development of the plot, and the opposite Chuang general was rushing towards Zhang Pan.

Ding Yi draws his bow and shoots an arrow.

Puchi, an arrow hit the opponent's chest.

The long shot took a shot to the end, and shot Ding Yi's archery to the hit. It was very shocking from the camera.

After the filming of "Good", the director also applauded.

From Ding Yi's mount to the hit, the whole movement is smooth and smooth, and there is no need to get stuck after one shot.

"Not bad, this actor is not bad."

"Xiao Ding." Assistant Director Du reminded him of his name.

"Xiao Ding is good." The director wrote down Xiao Ding's name.

Then there is the scene of filming a disc.

Zhang Pan was helped onto the horse first, then he said a long word, and then started to charge forward, but he didn't dare to speed up, and ran slowly, his body was very unstable.

The camera follows him for a while.

"Cut." The director stopped.

"Can you run faster? This is too slow?" The director was dissatisfied.

Zhang Pan blushed slightly, and the manager rushed out immediately: "What if Zhang Pan fell down?"

The director had no choice but to come again.

But still too slow, finally let him shoot the arrow.

Zhang Pan took the bow and arrows slowly and uncoordinatedly, and finally drew the bow.

Ba, the arrow fell directly to the ground.

There was laughter all around.

Zhang Pan was furious: "I haven't practiced before."

I got stuck more than a dozen times in a row, but the director was not satisfied with the filming.

The key point is that the speed is not up, and the posture of drawing the bow is poor. Judging from the screen, no matter how you look at it, it is extremely wretched. How can there be a generation of heroes, the temperament of the sharpshooter Dachao Taizu.

"I won't shoot anymore, I'll take a break." Zhang Pan finally said that his legs/inner sides hurt because he had been riding for too long.

The director was furious, and it was not easy to scold Zhang Pan.

He thought for a while, but everyone couldn't be waiting for him.

"Call that, Xiao Ding, Xiao Ding." The director said.

Ding Yi was quickly called over.

"You change clothes with Zhang Pan."

"You play Ding Yi, don't shoot your face with the camera."

Zhang Pan nodded. For this kind of thing, a substitute should have been used long ago. How can I ride a horse if I am such a big star.

So Ding Yi began to play Ding Yi.

When he put on Ding Yi's imperial robe, (In fact, Ding Yi has not proclaimed himself emperor at this time in history, but the director completely messed up the filming.)
Stepping onto the horse in one step, Ding Yi in the camera is majestic, not angry but majestic, like a king who dominates the world, leaping over the mountains and rivers.

His voice was thick and powerful, infecting everyone at the scene: "Since ancient times, those who have the right to speak have been able to turn black and white, use the most noble words to whitewash their most filthy deeds, and even more unscrupulous Tampering with the law can also whitewash evil into a great mission—"

"What is he talking about?" Zhang Pan was furious, this was not a line at all.

"Don't make noise, just like this--" the director was completely brought into it by Ding Yi, his blood was boiling with excitement, and he felt the power of a prince who ruled the world.

(End of this chapter)