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In the next three days, Ning Qiubai passed about ten extras and three patients as leading roles. Including Sheng Ming on the first day, there were a total of fourteen people.

Huanying's "New Filmmaker Project" currently only provides a platform for Ning Qiubai, and does not have much financial sponsorship, so Huanying is only responsible for half of the salaries of these actors.

Therefore, for Ning Qiubai, only half of the salary will quickly eat up his little savings.

Ning Qiubai sat at the desk at night, thinking carefully about how to shoot.

The script... just set it as a mental hospital, it doesn't need to be particularly complicated, if it is complicated, the shooting time will be longer;

The ten extras only acted for one day, and they were asked to put on medical costumes and walk around in the hospital scene, pretending that the hospital was in normal operation;

Except for the four leading actors, Ning Qiubai relied on make-up and angles for the mentally ill patients... He can also put on make-up to play a faceless role, such as a corpse or something.

In this way, only the money for a dozen people will be spent on the first day, and only four people's salary will be enough for the next few days!

Ning Qiubai leaned back on the chair relaxedly, then squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

Now there is only one last problem before him... How can these ordinary actors enter the dungeon performance and leave without doubt?

He tried asking the black dragon and the skeleton, hoping they had amnesia spells or something.

The black dragon let out a "huh": "I can slap their paws on the back of their heads and make them lose their memory."

Gu Sanqiqi thought for a moment, and suggested: "After the treatment is over, the memory modules in the brains of the patients can be removed."

Ning Qiubai: "...Thank you, there is no need."

All his scenes are in that dungeon. Although Huanying can provide a new venue, Ning Qiubai feels more at ease controlling it in the dungeon than letting Gu Sanqiqi enter the real world.

After much deliberation, Ning Qiubai thinks that the only reliable way is to ask Huanying to provide a venue, and then set the entrance of the dungeon hospital scene at the corresponding position, and tell the group performers that this is the scene to be built... No, no Let Huanying provide it, preferably a venue that most people don't know much about, otherwise it will be easy to be exposed.

Ning Qiubai stood up and walked back and forth, gritted his teeth: "Let me rent a venue by myself."

I don't know if this part of the account can be reimbursed to Huanying...

Ning Qiubai rummaged through the phone, found a number, paused, and dialed it anyway.

He picked up the phone without ringing twice, and a middle-aged male voice came over: "Stinky boy, how long has it been since you called? Did you forget us?"

Ning Qiubai's heart warmed, and he quickly explained: "No, uncle, I graduated and was busy looking for a job, so I didn't take care of it for a while."

Uncle laughed and cursed: "I heard from your aunt, how about the job Xia Zhou introduced?"

Ning Qiubai considered it for a while: "I didn't go. I want to try being a director."

There was an instant silence on the phone.

After a while, my uncle sighed softly: "A few years ago your aunt guessed that you would inherit your mother's mantle, but I still didn't believe it. Looking at it now, it really is Ah Yue's son."

Ning Qiubai heard from her mother that she was determined to be a director after graduating from university. She had a quarrel with her grandparents who wanted her to have a stable job. She left home alone. The first work, I just went home and reconciled.

Ning Qiubai didn't know how to explain, so he could only say: "Sorry, Uncle, I..."

"Okay, with your mother's lessons learned, are we against you?" Uncle said angrily, "You can't come back to talk about such an important matter, do you have to call?"

"I want you to help me see the contact book left by my mother."

Even though Ning Qiubai's mother was not a famous director before her death, she had several popular movies with good reputation, and they were also filmed in City A, so she memorized the contact information of many companies that specialize in venue and equipment rental.

After Ning Qiubai's parents passed away one after another, all the relics were placed in his uncle's house.

Uncle searched for a while: "I took a photo and sent it to you."

Ning Qiubai said gratefully: "Thank you uncle."

"You're welcome, when your movie is released, just give us a few movie tickets." Uncle suddenly sighed, "Remember to come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Ning Qiubai couldn't help but curled his lips: "Definitely."

……

Three days later, in the suburbs.

Ning Qiubai stood at the door of the studio, watching a dozen or so actors get off the van.

These actors are all ordinary people who have just entered the industry or are just earning extra money specially selected by Ning Qiubai.This is also good, but I am not familiar with the actual shooting process, so it is easy to be fooled.

Among the ensemble performers who were looking around curiously, Sheng Ming stood out from the crowd.

His height of 1.8 meters makes him stand out, and what makes him stand out even more is his star-like face.Because of the hot weather, Sheng Ming's slightly pale cheeks were flushed, and at first glance one might even think he was shy.

It's just that the pair of beautiful eyebrows have been tightly knit together, and both hands are in the trouser pockets, showing agitation visible to the naked eye.

Ning Qiubai smiled and came over to say hello: "It's such a hot day, it's hard work, come in, the air conditioner is turned on inside."

Before he could show the way, Sheng Ming had already strode towards the door with his long legs.

The two little girls who got out of the car after Sheng Ming kindly reminded Ning Qiubai: "Director, that handsome guy seems a little motion sick."

Ning Qiubai felt a little ashamed: because of his limited budget, he could only rent an ordinary van to pick up people.Seeing Jing Cheng and Sheng Ming's previous demeanor, Ning Qiubai guessed that they should be children from rich families.

But after a bit of suffering on the set, maybe he will concentrate on going back to school.

Thinking about it this way, Ning Qiubai became confident again, and greeted the others to enter the studio with a smile.

As soon as he entered the door, the little girl who reminded Ning Qiubai just said "wow": "Director, isn't your hospital setup too real?"

Ning Qiubai had already finished the draft, and said with a smile: "This used to be a small hospital, but it moved out later. I just renovate it."

The little girl "tsk tut" twice: "That's rich too."

It's not the first time for her to act as a group performer. Other studios only focus on the real scene inside the camera. Outside the camera, it can be as simple as possible. Even inside the camera, most of them are cheap fake sets. It's not like here... …

An old lady co-star curiously touched the Brazilian wood in the corner: "It's true, it really looks like the No.1 civilian hospital. When my old man was hospitalized, I watched it every day..."

Another group performer also sighed: "These props look real, and there is also the smell of disinfectant, so realistic."

Ning Qiubai laughed twice, and quickly changed the subject: "Go change your clothes first, and I'll tell you about the rehearsal for today."

At this moment, Sheng Ming, who came in first, suddenly turned his head, his face was a little weak, his light gray eyes glowed with sincerity: "Director Ning, I'm a little dizzy, can I take a rest first?"

Ning Qiubai thought for a while, and pointed to the ward next to the registration office: "There is a bed over there, you can lie down for a while, and I'll pour you a glass of water later."

Sheng Ming smiled immediately: "Director Ning, you are so kind."

It was the first time for Ning Qiubai to hear someone praise him so much, and he didn't know why he got goosebumps, so he hurriedly taught other group performers to rehearse the play.

……

When Ning Qiubai left, Sheng Ming put away the expression on his face, raised his head and looked around the realistic hospital "studio" that seemed to be in use yesterday, with a look of interest in the corner of his eyes.

He took out his right hand that had been stuck in his trouser pocket, leaving a container like a perfume bottle in his trouser pocket.

Using abilities in the real world puts a lot of pressure on Sheng Ming's body.Therefore, Sheng Ming usually takes the "doctor's" medicine in advance.

However, after entering this "studio", Sheng Ming found that the pressure that restrained his body suddenly disappeared, as if he had entered the system.

He thoughtfully pinched the obsidian earring on his right earlobe lightly.

After a while, Sheng Ming raised his right eyebrow: "It's really a copy."

This is strange, there is actually a dungeon connected to the real world in the virtual game?

Who is that Director Ning?Or... not human at all?

Sheng Ming thought of the intense appetite he had when he saw Ning Qiubai for the first time, and the hat Ning Qiubai was still wearing in this temperature, and squinted his eyes slightly.

Instead of going to the ward, he walked slowly up the stairs to the second floor.

This "hospital" has a total of four floors, and the outside of the windows is dark, like a wall.

Except that it is too real and almost indistinguishable from a real hospital, there are no traces of redundant copies.But the breath of that dragon was faintly present, but it was still impossible to find where it was.

Besides the dragon, there seems to be another aura...

Sheng Ming walked to the operating room on the fourth floor, his eyes fell on the hospital brochures randomly placed on the waiting chairs.

The location and number of pages are exactly the same as the one he left behind at the No.1 civilian hospital.

Sheng Ming pulled the hood drawstring of the short-sleeved sweater, bit it gently between his teeth, and fell into deep thought.

He originally wanted to find the dragon and solve the problems left before, but now he has become very interested in this strange dungeon that is connected to reality.

What does Unreal Games want to do?Do you want to copy the real scene, and then replace reality a little bit?

Thinking of this possibility, Sheng Ming's eyes darkened slightly.

He let go, reached out and pinched the obsidian earrings on the earlobe, turned and went downstairs.

Every experienced Unreal game player knows very well that the most important thing after entering the dungeon is to find out the rules of the dungeon, and then consider how to crack the dungeon.

And after entering this dungeon, the system didn't even give him any prompts.

On the way here, Sheng Ming had already confirmed that the thirteen actors other than him were genuine ordinary people, not players of unreal games.

Then Director Ning's purpose of pulling ordinary people into the dungeon is very questionable...

As soon as Sheng Ming walked to the door of the X-ray room on the second floor, he saw Ning Qiubai walking up with a few group performers, and said as he walked: "You have all seen what it looks like in the hospital, so treat yourself as a patient and a nurse, and go back and forth. Just walk and talk."

The group performers beside him agreed twice, and one of them asked suspiciously: "Director, where is that camera?"

"The camera is outside, I'll take it up and take pictures later."

The group of actors complimented: "The director is so young, can he still do photography?"

Ning Qiubai laughed dryly again: "Those who can do more work."

Sheng Ming stood at the door of the X-ray room, raised his eyebrows, walked out suddenly, and showed a sincere smile again: "Director, what am I acting?"