Retired Unlimited Streaming NPCs Help Me Make Movies

By the time Ning Qiubai finished taking the last shot, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

They did not leave the set, but returned to Ning Qiubai's home.

Doctor Zhou stepped on the door, and he was accompanied by Jing Cheng and a young woman he didn't know.

The woman looked to be in her twenties, her hair was simply pulled back, her clothes were simple but well-matched, and her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Sheng Ming's.

Ning Qiubai, who had just taken a shower and whose hair was still dry, found a hat and put it on, and invited them to sit down: "Please sit down, Sheng Ming is taking a shower, and will come out soon."

Every time they came back from Brimstone City, they had to take a bath, otherwise they couldn't stand the smell of sulfur all over their bodies.

Wash, take a bath?

Jing Cheng's face froze, and he really didn't even cover up his spurning of Sheng Ming in his heart!shameless!

He quickly introduced: "This is my cousin Sheng Wenluo."

Ning Qiubai has already been popularized by Sheng Ming. This sister——Sheng Wenluo, is currently the deputy director of the technology department of Guangjing Group, a technology development boss, and has a bad personality, but she prefers watching movies to playing tricks. I think it's a big deal, and I especially like to watch my family's excitement.

When Ning Qiubai heard Sheng Ming describe his sister in this way, his eyes were quite complicated: "The situation in your family is really complicated."

Sheng Ming said with a smile at the time: "My sister follows my father, so it's easier to deal with."

According to Sheng Ming's instructions, Ning Qiubai only needs to pretend that there is nothing between him and Sheng Ming, and receive them normally.

——No, they have nothing at all!

Ning Qiubai complained inwardly, and stretched out his hand to Sheng Wenluo: "Hello, Miss Sheng."

Sheng Wenluo smiled gently and elegantly: "Hello Director Ning. Sheng Ming has been spoiled by us since he was a child. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."

"No, Sheng Ming is mature, steady and honest, and also very talented. It is my honor to invite student Sheng to be the lead actor."

The two looked at each other and smiled politely.

Jing Cheng let out a "bah" in his heart, carefully observing Director Ning.

Ning Qiubai went to the kitchen and took out a thermos, and poured a cup of tea for each of the three: "Drink tea."

——Freedom of movement, flexible hands and feet, abundant physical strength...

Based on the experience of "never eaten pork but seen pigs running", Jingcheng judged that at least Ning Qiubai was not below.

Could it be that his cousin is below?He knew Sheng Ming was being stubborn!

After a while, Sheng Ming came out of the bathroom in the bedroom, dressed in different clothes from the morning, and wiped his hair casually with a towel: "Come so soon?"

Jing Cheng opened his mouth, but held back when he wanted to say something.

It still came out of the bathroom in the master bedroom!

Ning Qiubai walked into the kitchen, took out a new teapot, and poured a cup for Sheng Ming alone.

Ever since he knew that drying his own leaves to make tea tastes good, Ning Qiubai kept all the fallen leaves and asked Heilong to dry them to make tea.

It's just that letting others eat his own leaves is still a bit unacceptable to Ning Qiubai, so he brews it himself to drink, and then gives it to Sheng Ming who has eaten he doesn't know how many leaves.

Jingcheng watched Ning Qiubai give Sheng Ming a separate piece of tea. After being shocked, he felt a sense of admiration in his heart: he has the courage to show his affection in front of Sheng Wenluo... This is a declaration of sovereignty!Cousin wouldn't throw out a check on the spot to tell Director Ning to leave, would she?

Holding the cup in his hand, he waited excitedly for the follow-up development.

Dr. Zhou has been a private doctor for these wealthy families for countless years. He has seen countless storms and waves, and his expression is very calm: "Third Young Master, it's time for you to have a regular checkup today."

Sheng Ming tugged on the collar of his T-shirt, and casually threw the towel aside: "Just check it casually, I don't think there is anything unusual about my body recently."

Because he was not at home, the equipment brought by Dr. Zhou could only be used for simple physical examinations, and he did not raise any objections to this.

Sheng Wenluo narrowed her eyes subtly.

Compared with the busy parents and the eldest brother who moved out early, Sheng Wenluo and Sheng Ming spent the longest time together, and they also knew the third brother the deepest.

She said calmly: "It's okay, I will ask Dr. Zhou to work overtime when I get home later, and then do a detailed examination."

Sheng Ming raised his eyes and looked at Sheng Wenluo.

There was an invisible eye conflict between the siblings, Ning Qiubai and Jing Cheng subconsciously did not speak, only the sound of the dedicated Dr. Zhou operating the equipment could be heard.

After a while, Sheng Ming looked away and leaned on the sofa: "I'm not going back tonight."

Except for Dr. Zhou who was buried in the data, everyone was taken aback.

Sheng Wenluo covered her mouth lightly with her hand, and said calmly: "If you don't go home, our mother will be worried."

Sheng Ming picked up the teacup, tested the temperature before putting it down, and said calmly, "I'm an adult, what's the problem with staying at a friend's house for a few nights?"

Sheng Wenluo raised her eyebrows: "How many nights?"

Sheng Ming smiled and said, "Director Ning told me a lot of plays. Director Ning and I hit it off right away, and we want to get closer."

"It's inappropriate to disturb Director Ning's life hastily."

Sheng Ming looked at Ning Qiubai with a cute and innocent face: "Director Ning, what do you think?"

Ning Qiubai didn't know what kind of drama he was singing, but he cooperated very well: "Don't bother, don't bother, I live alone, and I'm usually quite boring."

Sheng Wenluo and Sheng Ming looked at each other for a while, and suddenly smiled: "The third child has grown up and has his own good friend. Mom will be very happy."

Sheng Ming also smiled: "Mom has always been open-minded."

Just at this time, Dr. Zhou's examination results came out, Sheng Wenluo took advantage of the situation and glanced at it.Although no one in their family is a doctor, Sheng Ming's physical data is very clear, and his health status can be seen at a glance.

"Since there is no problem, it's getting late, so let's go first." Sheng Wenluo stood up, and politely said to Ning Qiubai with social etiquette, "Sheng Ming has caused you trouble, I'm really sorry."

Ning Qiubai said sincerely: "How come, student Sheng helped me a lot."

Dr. Zhou didn't seem to notice the undercurrent between them, so he put away his equipment and left.Jing Cheng walked last, and silently gave Sheng Ming a thumbs up.

After seeing them off, Ning Qiubai closed the door, exhaled lightly, and turned to look at Sheng Ming who sat down again: "Do you really want to live with me?"

Sheng Ming tried the temperature of the teacup before taking a sip: "I forgot, it's almost time for my physical examination."

"Is there a problem with the physical examination?"

"You know my physical condition—oh, you don't know." Sheng Ming simply explained, "Although I used the power of unreal games to fix my physical state before dying, this state will slowly dissipate Disappeared, that's why 'resurrection' is needed. When the resurrection is approaching, even medical examinations in the real world can check out my true state. I can forcibly cover up the past with simple examinations, but too detailed ones can't."

Ning Qiubai understood: "That's why we can't do a detailed physical examination."

"Looking at the script, we should be able to finish filming the rest of the shots in two days." Sheng Ming put down his teacup and ordered some coffee table, "I plan to resurrect immediately after filming. Until then, I will live with you .”

Ning Qiubai didn't think there was anything wrong with accepting Sheng Ming to live for a few days. In the past, he lived in a dormitory with a group of roommates.He was just a little worried that Sheng Ming, who was obviously born in a wealthy family, was not used to his family's conditions.

Sheng Ming saw through his worries, spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's Princess Pea, it's common to sleep in the wild when entering the dungeon, why do you misunderstand me like this?"

Ning Qiubai thought about it seriously: "Probably because you look more... um, delicate?"

Sheng Ming stopped laughing, and stared at Ning Qiubai with light gray eyes, and there were emotions that Ning Qiubai could not understand in his eyes like thick fog.

Ning Qiubai was a little flustered: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Ming picked up his teacup again, and ground his teeth: "Sooner or later, I will let you know how delicate I am - weak."

……

Ning Qiubai poured a few cups of milk after casually finishing the dinner with more than a dozen catties of meat, and Sheng Ming picked up a cup consciously: "You are so healthy, drink milk at night?"

Ning Qiubai looked at him with complicated eyes: "This is for Qi Wumu."

Sheng Ming silently put down the milk cup he had taken a sip of, and watched the branch above Ning Qiubai's head stretch out, the tip dipped into the milk, and the milky white liquid slowly descended.

Ning Qiubai introduced: "I found that Qiwumu seems to like drinking milk more than meat."

"This is a big discovery." Sheng Ming said "tsk", "If a player encounters a copy of Misty Wood, they can save their lives by carrying a feeding bottle."

"No one found out before?"

"No one gave milk to Qiwumu before."

Ning Qiubai sat at the desk and turned on the computer: "I'm going to start editing the film, are you... going to do it?"

The implication is "stay here and stay here, don't disturb my work".

Sheng Ming picked a leaf and praised: "Director Ning is really dedicated, and he has to work overtime at night."

"I can't catch up without working overtime." Ning Qiubai sighed deeply when he thought of this, "I also want to lie on the sofa and play Zelda or Dongsen."

But his current production team's somewhat weird shooting mode made him have to work overtime at night to roughly cut out the film for reference in the next day's shooting.

Sheng Ming let out a muffled laugh: "Then you are busy."

He walked away from Ning Qiubai's study and sat on the sofa in the living room.

After a while, Sheng Ming felt a little bored. After thinking about it, he went upstairs and entered the dungeon.

The entrance of the attic is connected to the previous apartment, because the black dragon moved to Brimstone City, and now it has become a pure transfer station, responsible for connecting with different copy areas.

Sheng Ming thought about it and went to the clinic.

Yang Buwei was playing flying chess with three other puppets on his hospital bed.

This time his puppet is no longer exactly like him, but a Sheng Ming, a Du Zigui, and a Bone Sanqiqi.

The "makeup artist" who was still wearing a nurse's uniform threw the dice, excitedly knocked "Sheng Ming"'s plane back, and blew a whistle.

Holding a marker pen in his hand, Yang Buwei drew a turtle on "Sheng Ming"'s face, and sneered, "This is what happens when you lose!"

The faces of the other two dolls also have different patterns, and it seems that they have lost countless rounds.

Sheng Ming leaned against the door, looked at it with a smile for a while, and said suddenly: "It seems that you are very used to staying here."

Yang Buwei was startled, and almost threw out the marker pen in his hand: "Grass, when did you come here?"

Sheng Ming came over: "Couldn't you be so happy to leave now that you won't leave even if you let me go?"

Yang Buwei let out a "bah", "If I can't beat you, I can't beat you. If I could run, I would have already run away!"

Sheng Ming raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid that 'Ocean' will chase you down?"

Yang Buwei's face turned from green to black and then red, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "He is the one who is sorry for me, why should he chase me down?"

Sheng Ming looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

Yang Buwei let out a "bah" again: "You came to me to talk nonsense?"

"Of course not." Sheng Ming blinked, showing his sincerity, "I just sincerely suggest that you stay in this dungeon. You see, the work here is matched with your profession, and the points and rewards are also stable. Being a nurse is better than yours. Did you go to the dungeon with a brain that is not very good at it?"

Yang Buwei gritted his teeth and said, "Are you laughing at me?"

At this time, the "skeleton doll" with a dog pattern on it suddenly opened its mouth: "I also think that Mr. Yang's nurse has done a very good job."

Yang Buwei: "..."

Yang Buwei: "..."

He really jumped up this time, "Grass, are you alive?!"

The skeleton threw the dice in his hand and moved his flying chess: "The last one——I won."

Nurse Yang stared at it blankly.

The skeleton took the marker from his hand: "This is the rule for losing, right?"

"wait wait wait--"

……

After roughly cutting the shots taken today, Ning Qiubai stretched his waist and checked the time.

It's already 11:30.

He stood up and walked out of the study room, only to find Sheng Ming was leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, his head was ticking, as if he would fall asleep at any moment.

Ning Qiubai almost forgot that there was a borrower at home, and patted him on the shoulder with some shame: "Sheng Ming, go to bed and sleep."

Sheng Ming shook his head, trying to wake himself up: "Are you done?"

"Yes." Ning Qiubai pulled Sheng Ming into the bedroom, and brought out new sheets and quilts from the closet, "These have been washed, so they should be fairly clean."

Sheng Ming leaned against the door frame and yawned lazily: "Aren't you going to bed?"

"I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Sheng Ming glanced at the double bed: "It's big enough for us to sleep together."

Ning Qiubai picked up his sheets and quilt, shook his head: "No, the sofa is quite big. And I can't turn off the lights when I sleep, so let's go to the living room."

Sheng Ming was very sleepy, he didn't continue to say hello to Ning Qiubai, and threw himself on the bed.

Ning Qiubai thoughtfully helped him close the light and the door.

After a few minutes, Sheng Ming opened his eyes under the quilt.

The spirit is very sleepy, but the body is a little excited because of the lingering breath.

In such a silent night, the subtle sounds became clearly audible.

Sheng Ming could vaguely hear the sound of Ning Qiubai lying down and turning over on the sofa in the living room, and could even hear the rustling sound of the air conditioner being rubbed against Ning Qiubai's pajamas.

These subtle voices together with the quiet late night and the breath in Ning Qiubai's bedroom create a drowsy and ambiguous atmosphere.

Even though Ning Qiubai had changed into new sheets and quilts, he could still smell the residual smell that belonged exclusively to Ning Qiubai.It was a scent mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, the sweetness of flowers, and some other flavors.

As a carnivorous plant, Mistwood is very attractive to other creatures, regardless of its leaves or flowers, and humans are no exception.

From the first time Sheng Ming met Ning Qiubai, he could feel the attraction that could arouse his appetite, but as he became more and more familiar with him, the abnormal desire was suppressed by reason.

But now... it seems that something is different.

Ning Qiubai is different from ordinary mist woods.As for the difference, it's not that Sheng Ming can't say, but because he has too many thoughts, and he doesn't know which one is the decisive factor.

I don't know if it's because the resurrection is imminent, and the power to fix his state begins to decline. Sheng Ming always feels that he is easily affected by everything around him.

After this "resurrection", there is no need to pester Ning Qiubai... probably.

Thinking of this, Sheng Ming suddenly wanted to bite something into his mouth.

Sheng Ming sat up, walked out of the bedroom quietly, looked at Director Ning who had fallen into a dark dream, slowly stretched out his hand, and picked a leaf from the top of Ning Qiubai's head.

Ning Qiubai grunted and turned over.

The corners of Sheng Ming's lips curled, he looked down at this attractive green leaf, pondered for a moment, but he didn't stuff it into his mouth, he just took it back to the bedroom.

Sheng Ming put his arm on the back of his neck, put the leaf next to the pillow, looked up at the ceiling, and after a while, he yawned slowly, forcing himself to sleep.

……

"It's just the last scene."

Ning Qiubai stood at the highest point of the Dragon Tower in Sulphurfire City, stroked the camera in his arms, and said with emotion, "The filming is finally over."

Sheng Ming rode on a translucent dragon phantom, flew near Ning Qiubai, raised his eyebrows and said, "Director Ning, aren't you afraid of heights?"

"As long as it's safe, it's fine." Ning Qiubai rubbed his head, "It's not completely unhealthy to be parasitized by Mistwood."

Two or three thick and long vines grew from the branches on his head, which were wrapped around the spire, providing him with the safest protection rope.

"Try to go through the last scene." Ning Qiubai looked down at the volcano below, licked his chapped lips, "It's too dangerous."

In the last scene, the protagonist’s black dragon and the BOSS—that is, another self created by the protagonist of the painter—has a decisive battle over the crater. The BOSS originally asked the black dragon to lure the painter to this fantasy world, intending to kill the protagonist and replace him, becoming a real In the process of getting along with the painter, Heilong developed feelings for the writer and chose to help the painter, which made BOSS very angry.

In the decisive battle, with the help of the artist's continued painting, the black dragon defeated the boss, but was dragged into the magma of the crater by the boss.

Of course, Ning Qiubai did not intend to let this story end with BE. After the artist returned to the real world, he kept trying to paint, repeatedly describing his experience in the fantasy world, especially the pure and enthusiastic dragon, and finally on a certain day Reunited with his dragon friend.

However, the subsequent scenes have been filmed before, and only the most dangerous scene has not been filmed.

Sheng Ming snapped his fingers very calmly: "Is there anything unreliable about me?"

The last scene was to be filmed on the crater. Ning Qiubai asked Rosswen to take a distant view in a safe place, and followed Heilong and Sheng Ming to take close-ups.

Ning Qiubai thought about Sheng Ming's previous performance, and nodded in agreement: "It's reliable."

Only then did Sheng Ming smile slightly, riding the dragon and flying towards the crater.

Another translucent dragon floated up and appeared in front of Ning Qiubai.

Ning Qiubai strengthened his courage, took back the vines that were winding around the top of the tower, and jumped onto the dragon's back cautiously. At the same time, he thought to himself: How many dragon hearts does Sheng Ming have, and how many dragons can he produce?

He raised his head and looked at the red dragons, blue dragons and green dragons flying in the sky, there were a dozen of them in total.

These are all ancient dragons that Sheng Ming reproduced with the ability of "archaeologist".

Ning Qiubai couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: Sheng Ming is like a Doraemon, he can take out whatever he wants, and he can do whatever he wants.Although he didn't say it out loud, Ning Qiubai knew that he was somewhat dependent on Sheng Ming now.

Sheng Ming is responsible for completing the missions of Black Dragon and Bone Sanqiqi, and Sheng Ming is responsible for the missions of Sai Ge, and even the special effects of the movie are now being shot by Sheng Ming...

But Ning Qiubai didn't feel that he had paid enough, which made him feel a little nervous all the time.

Although Sheng Ming was very friendly to him, Ning Qiubai still couldn't figure out Sheng Ming's purpose.Even if Sheng Ming is really just warm, friendly and generous, he still has to consider the risk of putting all his eggs in one basket.

Fight, fight for the next NPC to complete the task without relying on Sheng Ming!

Ning Qiubai secretly made up his mind and turned his attention back to the shooting.

……

The boy with crazy eyes pulled the black dragon's wings and fell towards the crater of boiling magma at extreme speed.

Thick smoke, high temperature, pungent sulfur smell.

Laughing wildly, howling, and the struggling neigh of the giant dragon.

In the end, they fell into the rolling magma together, and the fragile life had no resistance against the mighty power of nature, leaving nothing behind.

Ning Qiubai held up the camera and stared at this scene. He was stunned for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously touched his chest and felt the accelerated heartbeat.

The camera faithfully recorded the whole process of Heilong and Shengming falling into the magma, and the undisguised scene was more shocking than Ning Qiubai imagined.

It seems that some special effects have to be added to cover it, otherwise the process of the living person falling into the magma is too frightening.

Ning Qiubai exhaled, the sense of fear receded, and surprise emerged: With this scene, he doesn't have to worry about the climax of the plot that he was most worried about!

But it's better to add two close-ups...

Ning Qiubai looked at the black dragon who didn't know when to fly to him: "Where's Sheng Ming?"

The black dragon burped and spit out a mouthful of magma: "I don't know."

"Didn't you come out with him?"

"I couldn't see him when I came out of the lava."

Ning Qiubai was stunned for a while, then suddenly turned his gaze to the crater: "Sheng Ming?!"

……

After waiting in Lianhuo City for more than ten minutes, there was no sign of Sheng Ming at all.

Ning Qiubai began to regret that he didn't arrange a task for Sheng Ming, so that he couldn't even confirm Sheng Ming's status.

Sheng Ming shouldn't be directly buried in the crater, right? !Didn't you say that before?

"Calm down, look for the time machine first... Bah, ask Sheng Ming's teammates first." Ning Qiubai flipped through his phone, remembering that he didn't leave Du Zigui's contact information.

There seems to be a call from Liu Huamei's assistant on the computer?

Ning Qiubai asked Rosswen to process the materials first, and left the dungeon of Lianhuo City by himself, planning to go home and contact Liu Huamei.

Just after leaving the Brimstone City dungeon and arriving at the apartment in charge of the scene transition, Ning Qiubai stopped suddenly.

A five or six-year-old boy was sitting on the sofa dejectedly, wearing a loose T-shirt that didn't fit, his feet dangling in the air.

Noticing Ning Qiubai approaching, the little boy raised his head, a guilty conscience quickly flashed across his familiar eyebrows, and then he said straightforwardly: "What's going on with your dungeon!"