This time, Ding Ling's film surely wouldn't lack an audience.
At the very least, the viewers who watched Ding Ling's plays would definitely buy tickets.
Moreover, they had watched this film themselves, and it could be called perfect—especially the action scenes. They were incredibly graceful and realistic, bringing Huang Feihong's spirit to life!
All these actors were fired up after watching it.
They refused to believe the audience wouldn't be just as excited and applaud.
And Ding Ling had connections for distributing and screening the film.
He even had connections to get it screened in the mainland, Japan, and other places. How could that not pleasantly surprise Ou Yaozu, Yin Tianchou, and the others?
It could be said that
for those who had signed lifetime contracts with the troupe, their fortunes were tied to the troupe's. If it prospered, they prospered; if it suffered, they suffered.
The stronger the troupe became, the greater the benefits they would obviously receive.
And the soul of the troupe was Ding Ling.
Therefore, the more outstanding and famous Ding Ling became, the more excited they were!
Especially Ou Yaozu's group, who had joined last.
They were even more overjoyed, because they already knew that they were the last batch of troupe members Ding Ling had recruited. It would be extraordinarily difficult for anyone else to join in the future.
Their group would all receive focused training.
Given the speed at which Ding Ling made films,
they definitely wouldn't lack roles in the future.
Just thinking about it left them surging with excitement.
Especially Ou Yaozu.
Before meeting Ding Ling,
he had been nothing more than a perpetual extra. He had run himself ragged as an extra, constantly rushing around and busy beyond belief, yet earning little money and having no fame at all. Of