Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

Zhong Huan, who has long been accustomed to the concept that technological power is greater than personal power, has no special views on others belittling his own power.

Although high-risk hot weapons are generally used as deterrents, since they exist, there must be a reason for their existence.

Nuclear bombs may not be used on the border, but tanks and the like are definitely useful. A row of tanks can also be produced quickly in his operation, and trained soldiers can do it.After all, spiritual power is possessed by a small number of people.

After the man in military uniform took a deep breath, he held Zhong Huan's shoulders with very serious hands, and even shook Zhong Huan uncontrollably.

The man's eyes were very firm, as if they were glowing, "Please be sure to have a clearer understanding of yourself. Although I understand that college students may still be in the stage of secondary illness, your strength is really not ordinary. !"

Zhong Huan:? ? ?

For this man in military uniform, it is completely impossible for the many celestial masters in his department to deal such powerful damage in such a short period of time.

Just as Zhong Huan had guessed, facing that situation, it would be better to drive tanks directly to the front to fight.

Usually, the existence of celestial masters is not really deterred by force. Like these strange metaphysical powers, there are curses, tracking, and long-range sniping, etc. These are usually what our celestial masters need. preventive stuff.

Who knows that this person has completely become a high-risk walking warrior, and he has no self-knowledge about himself.

Although this man wanted to complain about the fact that the ghosts standing not far away were squatting on the ground obediently and watching them all the time with the same expression.

Sure enough, as those celestial masters said, a group of big-hearted people.

In short, "meaning that my ability is not bad, and you also have a part of the cognitive concept, right?" Zhong Huan looked at the man, and when the other party took his hand back after realizing his rude behavior, he Then he added, "In that case, there shouldn't be any problem with cooperation."

After finishing speaking, I saw the man in the gold suit quickly took out a camera, and then took a picture of him with a click. After hastily developing a photo, he quickly pasted it on a certificate, and took it out of his pocket. A piece of red ink pad came out, and he was asked to make a handprint later, which said, Special Department: Special Administrative Personnel: Zhong Huan, Military Rank: Second Lieutenant.It was completely handed over to Zhong Huan.

"If necessary, our company will choose to contact you."

"Understood," Zhong Huan nodded, and then explained, "Then watch my movie..."

"Guaranteed to review quickly."

Zhong Huan: "If some viewers find out that the people filming are ghosts..."

"There have been a lot of gas leaks in our country, so don't worry."

May I ask what did the gas do wrong?

Zhong Huan had black lines on his face, he felt that instead of hiding all the metaphysical power in the dark, it would be better to expose it to the eyes of ordinary people.

Ordinary people in this country are much more steadfast than the upper-class people think, not to mention the ancient books that can be found on some search engines, there are also clear indications of the feasible methods of various metaphysical powers, the difference is that it is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate. It's just spiritual power.

"I don't think actors are human except me, so there's no need to hide this information."

One is that Zhong Huan doesn't think anyone can set up a crew with inhumans except for the director.

The main reason why those celestial masters didn't do anything to these ghosts before was that they didn't feel murderous aura or evil spirit from them.Humans and ghosts seldom meet again, not everyone can easily resist the power of Yin Qi like Zhong Huan.

The second is, ahem, you must know that the current movies are not about drinking wine and not afraid of deep alleys.

Although he has enough strength, and the whole production team is absolutely top-notch, it is still difficult to be discovered without any advertisements, after all, there are too many meal replacements available.

When there are 99 movies to choose to watch in the cinema, the first [-] are advertised, but you have no advertisements. Why should the audience choose you?

Because of your poverty, because of your small production, because your actors are not well-known?

Don't even think about it, you have to take a shower to wake up before going to bed at night.

The man in military uniform was stunned for a moment, "This..." He really can't do this.

The reason why there are so many gas leaks is that it is not good for ordinary people to know about such things.

Zhong Huan looked at him mysteriously, "Do you think most people will think that [all members are not human] the people in the crew are really not human? They will only think that this is a publicity gimmick, and they may even crawl into my Weibo scolded me, that's the point, it doesn't matter whether the comments are good or bad, as long as they can go to the cinema to watch the movies I made, that's enough."

He has the confidence to keep everyone who watches the movie.

Qu Meng's script was first-rate, Ye Shenghang's acting skills were also first-rate, Zhong Huan didn't think his directing skills were that bad.

The role he plays has always been misunderstood by the hero in the story, and at the same time is a tragic character. How can a story be more tense?Just add a few more tragic characters, but you can't let them die too badly, or for no reason, subjectively feel that they deserve to die, and then send them to die, there must be a suitable and appropriate reason.

Thinking about it this way, it was really a waste to kill that evil spirit that crawled out of hell at that time, and the more I think about it, the more I regret it.

The setting in the following plot is that after Zhong Huan fought the ghost, he was seriously injured, his eyes were blind, and the spiritual power in his body was crippled. Yes, revenge from people around the former enemy.

And the male protagonist who later learned the truth of the matter had no choice but to apologize to him in the end. After all, he was just an ordinary person who could see ghosts but had no power and didn't want to cause trouble.

This kind of story can be said to be good or bad, but it can leave a deep impression on the audience. At the same time, it triggers their discussion. Every creator must think about the audience when they see their own story. response.

Apart from having a seemingly vulgar name, everything in "There Are Ghosts" is very heart-wrenching.

But if you want to promote the plot seriously, you don't know how to proceed.

But if the initial gimmick is that all the directors are inhuman or something, it will be very interesting.

The man in military uniform thought for a while, and finally said, "I need to communicate with the higher-ups, and I will get back to you if I pass it."

"Then I will trouble you." Zhong Huan nodded and clapped his hands behind him. Under the strange eyes of everyone, he took out a loudspeaker from the system space without changing his expression, cleared his throat and said, "Start work!" -"

"Why are you all squatting down? Do you think you are mushrooms? Look at you one by one." Zhong Huan instantly became a violent director on the set. Many people thought that the reason why the director might be a little wrong was indeed because Being a director may indeed lead to some director syndrome and other symptoms.

But now there are still, "props group, what did you do here? Why does the blood made by this ghost look like a jelly now, give me more strength, it's been half a month, it's dried up Don’t you have any idea what blood looks like? Also, didn’t ghosts hit the wall to let a group of people wander around in the open space? You’re using ghost energy to get out of the wall!”

Only when you see the jelly-shaped blood will you know that the people set in the plot have had their blood for half a month, so it is impossible for them to look like this.

It is only clear that it is impossible for a group of audiences to see everyone wandering around in the open space, and there must be a perspective that can see the wall.

Wandering around in the empty space requires the perspective of a bystander.

Based on these seemingly nitpicking behaviors of the director, it is actually difficult for the director to understand why the prop group who bought these things could not think of it.

It's just that the prop crew in his crew didn't have any thoughts of complaining. It's interesting enough that they can continue filming for the living after they've been dead for so long.

One by one, the way of existence of the props was changed neatly.

A group of soldiers just saw a large open space, and instantly condensed into a quaint alley, just like the old alley in the 80s of last century.

After the leading man took a deep breath, he said to the people behind him, "Sure enough, this place should be sealed off." Otherwise, ordinary people with a little bit of eyesight will be scared to death when they see this scene.

There were people above, and it didn't take long for Zhong Huan to shoot the movie. Although the crew were not human, they were indeed professionals in the industry.

At first they thought that the problem that might arise was that the director's role as the young master of heaven might not be very appropriate, but everyone finally understood that facial paralysis still has the charm of facial paralysis.

He just stood there, dressed in a modified Hanfu, his hair slightly covered the brows, his eyes were drooping, his fingers hanging by his side twitched a few times, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally he regained his composure, and instantly deduced After being questioned by the male protagonist in the plot, I feel somewhat unhappy, but I can't explain it.

Qu Meng whimpered, "This wave of details is full, director!"

The filming of the film continued, but it took one month to complete the filming. As for the post-editing, Zhong Huan directly left the work to the system.

Only at this time did the other staff members suddenly realize that their director was such a brazen person, and that the job was left to others as soon as they said it. Plunged into Zero Zero Seven's terrifying future.

The system also did not expect that it could be developed in this way.

Immediately there is a feeling of difficulty breathing.

Simply compared to humans, its CPU is still great, and it doesn't take much time to process a one and a half hour movie.

Since the filming ended there, the school's instructors couldn't let Zhong Huan continue to ask for leave, and he returned to the horrible daily life where the stars shine every day.

All the onlookers couldn't help but gasp, "The director is too miserable."

Qu Meng pursed her lips and squatted on the ground, complaining to the ghosts next to her who were also squatting on the ground, "It was even worse before."

"I don't know what the director will encounter when he didn't go to school before, but I do know that from the moment he leaves the house, bad luck will officially come."

"Not to mention the sudden explosion of the tiles on the stairs when walking down the stairs. When you walk to the front of the building, there must be a high-altitude parabola. As soon as you leave the community, there must be a car passing by [-] yards. If you take the bus, you will definitely face a bus explosion. Tire. Run over directly, and have to bear those birds who don’t know what’s going on in their brains all the time. They insist on shitting on the only way to run right in front of him, and directly predict the operation , full of details, and then forced out the director's magical positioning."

"Entering the gate of the school, if you touch the electric control iron gate, the risk of electric leakage is directly reduced to [-]%. You must face the professor's roll call in class, go to the toilet after class, you must face the toilet being full, go to the cafeteria to eat, there will be absolutely no leftovers, etc. Yes, it's countless."

Qu Meng recalled the existence that seemed to act as the background board in her life, and suddenly felt that Zhong Huan was a god for living to this day.

But I'm also very glad that Zhong Huan had an adventure, otherwise from the moment he severed his hand, his whole life would probably be ruined.

A broken hand will greatly reduce the sensitivity of the human body and many actions. Maybe the mold star will be completely pressed on the forehead, and ten people will not be able to get it off.

It was extremely fortunate that Zhong Huan had spiritual power, which could be used to heal his hand.

A ghost next to Qu Meng also squatted to watch the play, and said, "According to the director's unlucky degree, he either destroyed the Milky Way or blew up the sun in his previous life."

"You might as well say that he caused the Big Bang."

"But the Big Bang created the world to some extent, not destroyed the world."

Zhong Huan had a calm face, and his body without changing his face turned at a 45-degree angle. A gust of wind happened to blow a piece of bird droppings and brought it to a centimeter next to his right foot. He perfectly avoided the attack from the sky and ran over. At the same time, he also left a sentence to a few happy ghosts watching the excitement, which brought pressure to their souls, "You guys wait for me!"

Qu Meng gasped, and instinctively told her that she was going to be [-] again.

Excellent directors never pay attention to the script. Anyway, they have queen screenwriters. The screenwriting ability is not up to standard. That is the problem of the screenwriter. What does it have to do with the director?

Work overtime for Grandpa!

Is the director's play so good-looking?hehe.

The moldy spirit possession of the original owner is a fate bound to the body. Unless the body dies, even Zhong Huan can't easily solve it. If he wants to get rid of it, he may have to touch the rules of the world.

He didn't really want to get in touch with the rules, and he might be entangled with the dog skin plaster. After all, travelers are the most tolerant of rules.

Is time conscious?For human beings, there are too many theories about time, and perhaps there is no conclusion yet, but after all, it is an existence that physics can explain. But for Zhong Huan, time is really conscious.

All rules that exist have self-awareness.

It's just that human beings can't understand the information they express, but Zhong Huan is different. He can, but this often means that he needs to face a daily life that hurts from the egg to the liver.

Always understand the rules that have existed since the world existed, because no one can understand their thoughts, so the pursuit of the only one who can understand them exists.

Unlucky be unlucky.

What else can I do?In addition to accepting reality, can adults hide in a corner and cry?

——Really able, but not Zhong Huan.

After school in the afternoon, Zhong Huan, who was thinking about moving out of the dormitory, directly stuffed all the personal items in the dormitory into the system space, and moved out that day, but not long after he walked out of the school gate, he found a corner. The male protagonist is squatting in the corner.

The reason why Qin Jiebo appeared here was not because he had any new orders to deal with. Grandpa Goldfinger didn't know what happened recently, and was unexpectedly silent. The reason why he appeared here was just after being scolded by his wife. , and can't do anything to a woman, but he loves her deeply, so he feels that he is really cheap, and wants to find a place to smoke a cigarette and drink, to calm down.

But I don’t know why when I think about it, I feel sore and bitter, I can’t drink alcohol, and I don’t want to smoke. While spurning myself, I always remember what the girl said when I met my wife, “I can smoke, but I hate Men who smoke, I can also drink, but I hate drunk men who drink, it will be disgusting."

Such a proud girl... It's normal for Qin Jiebo to feel inferior.

In the end, for no apparent reason, he ran to Zhong Huan's school and cried.

When Zhong Huan passed by him, he dodged the bird poop as usual, but he didn't expect that poop to hit Qin Jiebo's outstretched hand. He wanted to grab his trousers and have a word with Zhong Huan.

But now—the air froze in an instant.

"Ah, this..." Zhong Huan looked unexpectedly at this man who was even more decadent in an instant, not knowing what to say, so he reluctantly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it into Qin Jiebo's clean hand Li, took a big step back in an instant and said, "You don't need to pay it back, please call me Lei Huan."

Qin Jiebo: ...

After Qin Jiebo cleaned himself up, he turned inside out the handkerchief that was stained with poop and told him to stuff it into his pocket again. He did not litter litteringly. Zhong Huan praised him, but please stay away from him a little. .

"That," Qin Jiebo suddenly didn't know what to say. He was a poor loser. He didn't have any money, and he didn't look good-looking, but he could marry someone who was by his side. People seem to be Bai Fumei's existence, and people's hearts are hard to guess. Whether those people are jealous or envious, they always stay away from Qin Jiebo one by one.

At this moment, he took the certificate issued by the Celestial Masters Association and showed it to his wife with great difficulty, trying to get a few words of praise, but he made her scold him again, and got a sentence, "You bought it for two yuan online. Qian Xiaopai, what kind of show do you want to show in front of me? You idiot."

Qin Jiebo couldn't bear it anymore.

Friends have no friends, and there is no one who can talk heart-to-heart. Grandpa Goldfinger doesn't like to hear him talk about the emotions of love and love in ordinary humans. Qin Jiebo ran to the gate of Zhong Huan's school and cried in a jerk.

After taking the initiative to stop him now, he didn't know what to say, so he was silent for a while before speaking, "Let's go for a drink?"

"My treat."

Zhong Huan raised a question mark. He didn't know what happened to Qin Jiebo. Of course, he couldn't understand this inexplicable male protagonist's behavior of buying himself a drink. Although he could see that he was currently depressed, but... Shut him up Shit.

"Do I look poor?" Zhong Huan felt that it was necessary for him to buy a big gold chain weighing two catties to wear around his neck.

Qin Jiebo shook his head, "For a powerful person like you, no matter where you live, it is impossible for you to live in poverty like ordinary people."

"...What exactly do you want to express?" Zhong Huan just wanted to stay away from him, who knew what would happen if he had a physique possessed by a moldy god, and the protagonist who had an accident physique.

"It's just that I feel uncomfortable, and I want to drink with you." Qin Jiebo's eyes were red, and at this moment he suddenly thought of a sentence he had read before: If I didn't give you your happiness, would you quit voluntarily? Be nicer to each other?

So now what he needs more in his heart is the support from friends who are like best friends, for example, tell him that his wife will fall in love with him sooner or later, he has that ability, his wife doesn't like him now, it's just that he doesn't like him. Get to know him or something.

But Zhong·Zhinan·Huan can only say...

"It's your business that you feel uncomfortable, and I don't feel uncomfortable."

Qin Jiebo felt heartbroken again, worse than being bullied by his wife.

He came to drink with Zhong Huan only after he lost his mind.