Chapter 57: Selling dignity, you have to pay more

Author: Zhu Sheep Dusk

Chapter 57: Selling dignity, you have to pay more

"Actually, from an image perspective, I'm not satisfied with any of these eight."

Li Lianjie was actually a little speechless when he looked at the photo.

There are also people aged 35+ coming to audition.

At this age to audition your own son?

Am I that old?

"The youngest one's image is not suitable."

This handsome and handsome guy should be in an idol drama, playing the role of an autistic person.

Li Lianjie shook his head.

Sure enough, not many people were willing to audition for such a low-cost literary film. Even if the title character was cast as the protagonist of The Kung Fu Emperor, most of the people who came to audition were for second-tier roles.

Without him, the production budget of 5 million means that we cannot afford to hire big-name stars, or even do decent publicity. There are only some second- and third-tier celebrities who come to take this role in order to play with the Kung Fu Emperor.

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By the way, try your luck and see if you can win a prize.

Other decent spots - from a utilitarian point of view, it doesn't make much sense to act in this drama.

Director Xue Lu said.

"It's great that you are willing to act. There is no need to force other celebrities."

The Kung Fu Emperor became more and more dissatisfied when he looked at the information of these auditionees.

I guess in the end, I will only be the taller one among the short ones!

Before the audition started, Li Qing and Jiang Chenggang were not studying for the role of Dafu in the hotel.

From life, to habits, to the people you like and love.

All written on a thin piece of paper.

This character is too simple.

It can be said that the character itself is not explored much.

As for autism, just look for some information.

At least Jiang Chenggang feels that there is really no need to go through all the trouble of finding a real autistic family.

Along the way, Jiang Chenggang followed Li Qingzheng to the family of the autistic patient.

"Don't you want to know how I did it? I was almost beaten up by the doctor and the patient's family in the hospital." At this time, Jiang Chenggang was asking for credit in front of Li Qing: "Fortunately, we have the money now."

Naturally, this amount of money cannot be paid by Jiang Chenggang.

The salary for "The Best in the World" and the salary for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" combined are already quite a lot.

Cash ability.

"We have agreed on the price. For five days, 2,000 yuan is really a lot of money! It's so shameful!"

"You have to think about it, if you can win this role, you can make back the money at any time."

"This is the truth." Jiang Chenggang complained: "If you want to live there, go live there by yourself. I will come back and live by myself when the time comes. I have the skills to do it, and I am not afraid of being crazy, but I am afraid that someone will blow my head open."

Li Qing shrugged.

Soon, Jiang Chenggang and I arrived at an old residential complex.

I climbed a long flight of stairs to reach my residence.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman. Her eyes froze when she saw Li Qing.

"He looks quite handsome."

Jiang Chenggang felt like a knife had been stabbed in his heart. The last time he met her in the hospital, her expression was not like this.

As expected, being ugly has no human rights.

"Okay, this Li Qing is the person who will live in your house next. We have agreed in advance that he will spend a week with Zai Zai."

"I know, let's get together for a week."

The woman was very enthusiastic towards Li Qing, the benefactor, and she was somewhat enthusiastic and skillful in entertaining. She served tea and cakes.

Chinese pastries and some tea are enough to make a gesture.

"Thank you." Li Qing took the tea and paid attention to a little boy about 15 years old next to him.

His name is Zai Zai, and he is an autistic person.

His mother, Zhou Qiaohui, warmly entertained Li Qing and Jiang Chenggang. The 15-year-old boy was no different at all. He was just minding his own business, immersed in his own world, dancing and dancing with his eyes elsewhere.

"I would like to ask, are you college students who are here to do research? Or are you journalists who are here to interview, or something else? Or are you doctors who are doing research? Writers?" Zhou Qiaohui asked.

Zhou Qiaohui exposed these in detail.

Why are you so skilled!

"Is there any difference?" Jiang Chenggang asked doubtfully.

"Of course there is a difference. The prices are different."

Zhou Qiaohui said with a smile.

Obviously this isn't the first time she's done something like this.

Jiang Chenggang had an ominous premonition

"We are actors. We are here to get along with your son. We want to understand autistic children." Li Qing said calmly.

"Actor"

Zhou Qiaohui was thinking, it seems like this is the first time an actor has come

"That"

"What?"

"You have to pay more."

Jiang Chenggang: "!!!"

Damn, I knew it!

"No, we've negotiated the price. You don't care about credibility when doing business." Jiang Chenggang slapped the table and said angrily.

"Yes, the actor came to observe my son's monkey show, and then imitated my son's silly appearance, showing our family's embarrassment on the big screen, and ruthlessly tore open our wounds. This kind of

Isn't this behavior just trampling the dignity of our family to the ground?"

Zhou Qiaohui stretched out her calloused hand, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "You are selling your dignity like this, why can't we add more money?"

"You don't need to find a second family. We are skilled at this and know that I am the only mentally ill family in this area who is willing to sell their dignity. Just ask whether you want to buy it or not."

Jiang Chenggang was speechless.

The words I originally wanted to retort were stuck in my throat and I couldn't even say them out.

Li Qing said.

"Add as much as you want."

"500 yuan."

"become."

I added 500 yuan for a total of 2,500 yuan.

Jiang Chenggang left and went to find people in the local film and television industry to beg for drinks and see if he could make some money for his artists.

Now Jiang Chenggang has two or three kittens under his command, and the grass-roots team has been built up a bit, but now the team is lacking.

Jiang Chenggang went to run some business, and Li Qing was here in this dilapidated old building.

"I won't disturb you if I live here." Li Qing asked.

"I have already raised a mentally ill son. Do I still care about this? As an actor, you should care more about this."

"A mediocre little actor doesn't really care about this."

"Oh, whatever."

Zhou Qiaohui doesn't care, since he already has the money, what should the other party do?

Li Qing went back to the hotel to sleep at night, and came over during the day to spend time with Zai Zai.

Zhou Qiaohui also has a job, doing some manual work at home, getting up early and working late at night.

At this time, Zhou Qiaohui, who was finishing her day's handiwork, rubbed her eyes and opened her son's door.
To be continued...