Retired Unlimited Streaming NPCs Help Me Make Movies

When Ning Qiubai received the email from Director Li, it was already a month later.

This email lists how much information Huanying has prepared and how many joints have been opened in order to submit "Fantasy Dragon-Sulphur City Change" for trial, and it is showing to Ning Qiubai how much they have done from top to bottom. Work.

The most important thing is at the end of the document, telling Ning Qiubai that the movie has passed the review and has been successfully finalized, and it was scheduled for a week before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It's only a month away from its release.

At the same time, Director Li also gently reminded Ning Qiubai in the letter: It's time to prepare for the next movie!

"This movie hasn't been released yet, and the donkeys in the production team don't dare to be so tired..." Ning Qiubai muttered a few words, put down the handle, and yawned, "But it seems a bit too decadent recently."

Sending away Sheng Ming's great Buddha, Ning Qiubai's loneliness only lasted for two days, and he was gradually swallowed up by the life of salted fish that was as heavy as a swamp and as sweet as cream.

With no one to control him and a large amount of income coming, Ning Qiubai picked up all the games that had been shelved due to filming.

"August 8, play games."

"August 8, play games."

"August 8nd, Ning Qiubai, Ning Qiubai, how could you be so indulgent! You can't go on like this!"

"August 8, play games."

……

"Okay, don't read any more!"

Ning Qiu interrupted Yang Buwei's arrogant chanting with a red face, "Have you finished your nursing work?"

Yang Buwei grinned: "I would also like to thank the administrator for his generosity. He distributed two NPCs to that bone frame. It finally stopped arresting me for work."

He shook the printing paper in his hand, "But I'm really curious, who is a serious person who keeps a diary?"

Ning Qiubai retorted weakly: "I didn't write it."

These diaries were all dictated by the Book of Choice to Sai Ge, and then Sai Ge typed them out with a printer. They are completely slanderous!

...Although what is described is indeed Ning Qiubai's life in the past month.

Yang Buwei leaned back laughing, and accidentally fell off the sofa.

Ning Qiubai looked at Yang Buwei like this, and sighed deeply: "By the way, do you just live here like this?"

Yang Buwei got up from the ground, patted his clothes, and said angrily: "Why, I can't be used anymore, you want to pull out the ruthless?"

The corners of Ning Qiubai's mouth twitched: "No, weren't you captured by Sheng Ming in the first place? I have never seen you try to escape."

Yang Buwei sat on the sofa again, put his legs on the coffee table, and said proudly: "If I leave this instance of yours, I will definitely be hunted down by Wei Qi. I don't want to die yet, so I can only hide here with you."

Ning Qiubai: "..."

Although, is there anything to be proud of?

Combined with Yang Buwei's experience shared by Sheng Ming before, Ning Qiubai guessed that "Wei Qi" was the player who was sold by Yang Buwei's women's clothing.

"Are you going to hide with me all the time?" Ning Qiubai was afraid that Yang Buwei would misunderstand, so he explained one more sentence, "Although it is not impossible."

Yang Buwei said unhappily: "I am an excellent 'makeup artist' working here for free, what are you dissatisfied with? As for when I can leave...it depends on when Sheng Ming can kill Wei Qi. "

Ning Qiubai was a little curious: "Sheng Ming will avenge you?"

He really didn't see that the relationship between these two people was so good.

"How is that possible!" Yang Buwei snorted coldly, "But Wei Qi is determined to find trouble with Sheng Ming, and the two of them will face each other sooner or later. In terms of insidiousness and combat power, I still bet on Sheng Ming."

Ning Qiubai became even more curious: "Wei Qi and Sheng Ming have a grudge?"

"Who's second child doesn't want to replace the eldest? What would you think if you were always overwhelmed?"

Ning Qiubai thought carefully about this possibility: "I don't think it's going to be a big deal, it's already very satisfying to be the second child."

His grades and popularity have been crushed by Xia Zhou since he was a child, and he has never had any psychological shadows.

Yang Buwei lost interest in talking to him: "A salty fish like you won't understand."

Ning Qiubai is not a person who understands the need to strive for everything, and knows that many people do not agree with his rotten mentality, so he did not continue this topic: "I asked this, mainly to ask, can you go to The real world?"

Yang Buwei glanced at him: "For a short time, it should be okay. Wei Qi shouldn't be so fond of me as to look for me in the real world all the time."

Ning Qiubai took out a few freshly printed movie tickets from the bag beside him: "The company gave me some movie tickets for "Fantasy Dragon", do you want to watch it?"

It was the first time to go to the cinema, no matter how confident Director Li was, he didn't think it would be a big hit, so he simply took a lot of movie tickets to give away.

As the director, Ning Qiubai was directly allocated double-digit exchange tickets.

This kind of exchange ticket can be exchanged for a specified movie, the time and show can be customized, and it is very suitable for giving away.

Yang Buwei frowned in disgust: "I haven't watched a movie for several years. Besides, the things you filmed are even more exciting in the copy of the Unreal game."

Ning Qiubai expected that Yang Buwei would refuse, so he was not angry, and just withdrew his hand: "Then it's..."

Before the words finished, Yang Buwei had already reached out and snatched one from his hand: "But if you are idle, you are idle, you can go and see the excitement."

Ning Qiubai looked at Yang Buwei with some amusement, thought for a while, and said, "If you don't want to go to the cinema, you can watch it in the dungeon."

Yang Buwei looked at him strangely.

"I bought a projector, and I plan to show it to Heilong and Saige. After all, it is my first movie to be shown in theaters, and it is also the result of everyone's hard work." Ning Qiubai raised his head and smiled with emotion, " It’s also due to you. It’s just that I guess maybe you want to go to the real world, and it’s hard to avoid being bored after staying in the dungeon for a long time, isn’t it?”

Yang Buwei and Ning Qiubai looked at each other for a while, then suddenly turned their heads and curled their lips: "That's not the case."

Ning Qiubai collected the other movie tickets.

Yang Buwei watched Ning Qiubai carefully and properly put the movie tickets back, and asked abruptly, "Do you want to go see it with Sheng Ming?"

Ning Qiubai was taken aback: "Why with him?"

Yang Buwei showed an expression of "you dogs are still putting on such a pretense".

Ning Qiubai: "...I really don't have that kind of relationship with him. I'm going to go home and watch these tickets with my family."

He had promised his uncle that he would go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the movie just happened to be on before the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Ning Qiubai was going to take his uncle's family, grandparents and grandparents to watch it together.

Anyway, he had a lot of tickets in his hand, so he gave them to Xia Zhou and a few classmates who had a good relationship with him in college, and there were still a lot left.

Ning Qiubai also emphasized to Yang Buwei: "I am a straight man."

Yang Buwei sneered and said, "It's hard to say whether you are straight or not. With my years of experience in women's clothing, Sheng Ming is definitely not a straight man."

Ning Qiubai: "So?"

To be honest, it is hard for him to imagine Sheng Ming being intimate with someone, regardless of the other party's gender, mainly because he thinks that a person like Sheng Ming cannot fall in love - if Sheng Ming confesses to him one day, Ning Qiubai's first The reaction is definitely "what medicine did you take wrong again", or "what's your purpose again".

"With Sheng Ming's strength, you can't resist a silly Baitian who doesn't know if it's a player or an NPC, and you can't resist." Yang Buwei patted Ning Qiubai on the shoulder, showing a sympathetic and gloating expression. Emoji, "Enjoy yourself, Mr. Admin."

Holding the movie ticket, Ning Qiubai calmly looked at Yang Buwei for a while, then suddenly said, "You seem to be very envious."

"Ah? I'm envious?" Yang Buwei suddenly jumped onto the sofa like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, "Why would I be envious of this? I just grab whoever I want!"

Your extortion means that you pretended to be a girl and tried to cheat, but you were sold back... Ning Qiu blamed herself, and her eyes fell on the sofa that Yang Buwei was stepping on, "Remember to wash the sofa cover."

Yang Buwei: "..."

……

After sending Yang Buwei away, Ning Qiubai habitually browsed his Huanying account.

As the first theatrical film of the "New Filmmaker Project", Huanying did not leave any room for publicity and distribution. On the day the film passed the review, the long-prepared publicity and distribution plan began to start.

During filming, Ning Qiubai would upload a short video of a few minutes almost every day.

The content includes but is not limited to set tidbits, self-spoofing, and more is the "ecology" of the black dragon that was specially shot.

For example, the little black dragon sleeps, eats beef jerky, etc., and occasionally asks Gu Sanqiqi to play a guest role as a skeleton doctor, creating an interaction that makes fans call "the director is really rich".

If it's not rich, who can bring out such fine modeling special effects for a short video like this?

In the video, no matter the black dragon or the skeleton doctor, the movements are smooth, the number of frames is complete, and they have a very real interaction with the surrounding environment and people, and even give people the illusion of their real existence.

Ning Qiubai browses the comment section of the video every day.

Naturally, there are both good and bad comments in the comment section, those who praise and like, and those who scold and criticize. After reading it, Ning Qiubai didn't take them to heart.

It's not because of his magnanimity, but because there is an account that can be called a top fanatic in his comment area. Whenever someone scolds, this "You are disrespectful" brother will jump out and debate with the other side.

However, the owner of this account is not good at learning, and he would usually be choked to the point of speechless after talking with others for a while, so he posted a miserable "Cute little black dragon crying" emoticon pack on his own feed, and then went to chat with him Fight alone.

It stands to reason that this kind of extreme fan often attracts gangsters, but "You are disrespectful" is of good quality, does not swear or hang on, does not stalk, loses more than wins, and can contribute a lot of expressions, which attracts The pity of many people.

The kind for fools.

Ning Qiubai naturally knows that under the skin of this account is the great black dragon Io, and every time it fails to spray the netizens, they will be angry and cry, and all the emoticons are selfies of it.

He advised Heilong not to care too much about the comments on the Internet. Heilong was sobbing and said stubbornly: "I, I can't tolerate these remarks that blaspheme the great dragon! You, you leave me alone!"

Ning Qiubai had no choice but to let him go.

Sure enough, when Ning Qiubai found the black dragon today, it was holding back the crystal tears in its eyes and taking a selfie with its mobile phone - after a few months, it has become very accustomed to using the product of human information with three fingers.

Ning Qiubai waited for it to finish shooting before complaining: "Why do you take selfies every time?"

The little black dragon angrily tore open a bag of duck necks: "I want to make those humans feel guilty!"

"...Very good." Ning Qiubai didn't let himself fall into the strange logic of the black dragon, "The movie ticket you want."

Because the black dragon's big head was printed on the exchange ticket, the little black dragon asked Ning Qiubai to give it a copy early on.

The little black dragon took it with a cheer, carefully put it in the book, and asked, "Am I the first one to give you the ticket?"

Ning Qiubai replied against his will: "Yes."

"This time is my victory!" The black dragon flapped its wings and cheered, "Whether it is the skeleton or Sheng Ming, they are all defeated by me!"

Ning Qiubai: "...you are happy."

"If you want to give them tickets, I will not disagree." Xiao Heilong said in a deep voice with a childlike voice, "But for this number, you must choose the one behind me!"

Ning Qiubai: "..."

This is better than?

……

Gu Sanqiqi doesn't need a movie ticket, but actually wants to give it away, that is, to Sheng Ming.

But... Do you want to give it to Sheng Ming?

Ning Qiubai leaned on the sofa, letting the three branches suck the milk slowly, falling into delicate emotions.

They haven't seen each other since Sheng Ming returned to normal a month ago.

Of course, this is normal.Their movie has already been finished, and the director and actors who are not in the filming period have no need to communicate.Even if the "friendship" they formed during this period of time is not normal, it is also mixed with a lot of embarrassment.

So, they lost contact for a month.

Ning Qiubai didn't take the initiative to contact Sheng Ming, and Sheng Ming didn't take the initiative to contact him either.

Only Du Zigui, who asked him for photos of Sheng Ming's bedwetting, made several phone calls.After thinking about it, Ning Qiubai felt that this might not be good, so he chose to refuse.

Thinking of the three versions of Sheng Ming with different personalities, and thinking of the messy but seemingly not so bad life some time ago, Ning Qiubai leaned on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and a thought suddenly popped into his head:

——What is Sheng Ming doing now?

……

Sheng Ming, who was nagged by Ning Qiubai, sat in the Twilight Palace, looking carefully at the blood-red spar in his palm.

Du Zigui sat beside him: "Isn't the boss already back to normal, and still researching the essence of the blood moon?"

Sheng Ming put away the spar: "Good things that can change the state of the body and maintain youth are of course worth studying."

Du Zigui smiled "hehe" and said straight to the point: "Boss is not the purpose of studying the essence of the blood moon?"

Sheng Ming glanced at him with a half-smile.

Du Zigui bravely scrambled to be the first on the road to death: "The boss doesn't want to revert back to his youth, and take advantage of his youthful status to get close to Ning Qiubai?"

Sheng Ming raised his eyebrows: "Is this also a 'prophecy'?"

Du Zigui said deeply: "This is reasoning."

Sheng Ming sneered.

Du Zigui became more and more enthusiastic: "Boss, tell me, where do you like Ning Qiubai, brother will give you advice."

Sheng Ming glanced at him, and said calmly: "I have seen the monitoring records in Ning Qiubai's dungeon—including you and Huamei."

Du Zigui's smile froze on his face.

Sheng Ming patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said pitifully, "Come on."

Du Zigui wanted to laugh, but in the end it turned into a deep sigh: "We both want nothing, can't we live in harmony?"

Sheng Ming looked at him in surprise: "Why don't I remember that you pursued Thrush?"

"That's not what it means." Du Zigui looked up at the sky, and said with infinite sadness, "I used to love that sweet, gentle, and playful Liu Er so obsessively, but when I knew that she was just a packaged image, she was a fool in essence. Do you know how disillusioned I was when I was a hot-tempered old lady? The flame of my love was snuffed out by Liu Er..."

Before he finished speaking, an iron kettle hit the back of his head with a bang, knocking him over!

Liu Huamei gritted her teeth and stood behind him: "What the hell are you talking about!"

"It hurts... Liu Er, do you know that you can be beaten into a fool if you change someone else?"

"It's better to kill you directly!"

Sheng Ming ignored the fight between the two, shook his head with a smile, and looked at the essence of the blood moon again.

After a while, he said to himself, "Which version of me does he prefer?"

Du Zigui walked over with his eyes covered: "It goes without saying that if you like someone, you like everything about him. Boss, don't be cowardly, just go straight up!"

Sheng Ming glanced at the guy who said a few minutes ago that he only loved the character designs made by Liu Huamei, and raised his eyebrows: "But he hasn't contacted me for a month."

"Playing hard to get, put a long line to catch big fish! I didn't expect that Ning Qiubai, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would play this trick!" Du Zigui added fuel to his agitation, "Now it's time to go straight up, the straight ball will conquer everything!"

"You seem to want me to go up and deliver it."

"Everyone is bored, of course I hope the boss will work more." Du Zigui smiled "hehe", "Of course it's good."

——If it doesn’t work, that’s of course better.

Sheng Ming understood, moved his finger, and adjusted a certain rule of Du Zigui so that Du Zigui's "prophecy" would be biased towards the opposite result.

When Du Zigui left, Gui Fei, who had been silently listening, suddenly said, "I think he likes you more when you are 15 years old."

Sheng Ming glanced at him unexpectedly: "I thought you didn't like gossip."

Gui Fei didn't speak.

Sheng Ming continued talking to himself: "I think my current state and my six-year-old state are more pleasing, what do you think?"

There was a little indescribable expression on Gui Fei's face.

Sha Bailing, who had no sense of presence, quietly raised his hand: "Boss, have you ever considered the possibility... maybe, the you of last month might be more likable?"

Sheng Ming stroked his chin in surprise: "Why? Am I not attractive enough now?"

Sha Bailing said with complicated eyes: "Boss' current charm has nothing to do with your personality."

——It would be better to say that if it wasn't for this personality, it might be more attractive.

In order not to be taught by Sheng Ming, Sha Bailing wisely kept this sentence in his heart.

Sheng Ming fell into deep thought, habitually biting the hood strap of the sweater between his teeth.

Sha Bailing shuddered at the sight, lowered his voice and said to Gui Fei: "Old Gui, when I saw this picture, I would think of the creaking sound of biting wool, and my whole body would tremble."

Gui Fei: "Last time I researched the prescription and made a failed product, which can specifically destroy the area of ​​the brain that understands sound. Do you need it?"

"...Thank you, no need." Sha Bailing glanced at Sheng Ming who was still in deep thought, and couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Boss really likes that one?"

Gui Fei: "I'm not a psychiatrist."

"You know the boss well." Sha Bailing said worriedly, "To be honest, it's hard for me to decide whether I should feel sympathy or congratulations for that Mr. Ning."

Gui Fei: "Sheng Ming can hear you."

Liu Huamei walked over at this time, and said to Sha Bailing very seriously: "Of course congratulations! Boss and Director Ning are a perfect match!"

Sha Bailing rolled his eyes: "I don't talk to idiot fans."

Liu Huamei was not angry, but only solemnly analyzed: "When Boss and Director Ning get married, how much money should we take?"

Sha Bailing: "...You are thinking too far."

"If there is a child in the future, can I let him call me aunt?" Liu Huamei touched her face, a little embarrassed, "You can also call me sister."

Sabring: "...they don't have this function."

Gui Fei: "The last time I researched the prescription, there was a failed product..."

Sheng Ming raised his head suddenly, interrupting their increasingly outrageous content: "Director Ning can give birth to offspring by himself."

Sha Bailing looked at Sheng Ming in shock.

"The Misty Tree is a self-pollinating plant. If Director Ning wants offspring, he can breed the seeds by himself and plant them down, but if he wants a human offspring with independent consciousness, he may need the help of the system." Sheng Ming raised his eyebrows, "I thought it was common sense?"

Sha Bailing thought that Liu Huamei had already thought far enough, but Sheng Ming not only thought farther, but even laid a theoretical foundation!

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Sheng Ming: "No one would remember this kind of common sense."

Liu Huamei looked at Sheng Ming with bright eyes: "Boss, director Ning's movie will be released next month, do you want to watch it with him?"

Liu Huamei knew about this because she was in charge of singing two of the theme songs, and she took the initiative to help announce the film when it was not required by the contract. Whenever there is news about the movie, she will immediately forward it to Weibo.

Many fans of Liu Huamei thought that Liu Huamei played an important role in it, but it turned out that she only sang a song.

Sheng Ming was really taken aback: "Is the movie going to be released?"

Liu Huamei looked at Sheng Ming in surprise, a trace of uneasiness appeared belatedly, and she subconsciously hid her hands behind her back: "Boss didn't receive the movie ticket?"

"What ticket?"

"Director Ning sent...the movie tickets for "Fantasy Dragon"."

Sheng Ming: "...You mean, he gave it to you?"

Liu Huamei already sensed something was wrong, the excitement just now disappeared, she gave a dry laugh, and tried to be polite: "After all, I am Director Ning's collaborator... If the boss didn't receive it, maybe Director Ning is going to give it to you personally?"

Sheng Ming was sure that Ning Qiubai would not have such thoughts.

A month later, Ning Qiubai didn't take the initiative to contact him, and he didn't tell him the news that the movie was going to be released. Even Liu Huamei was given the movie ticket, but he still hasn't given it to him?

Sheng Ming pondered again for a while, then stood up suddenly: "Go to another instance tomorrow, I have something to do."

After speaking, he disappeared from the Twilight Palace.