Retired Unlimited Streaming NPCs Help Me Make Movies

The mind of a simple child is really easy to understand.

Vader only glanced twice, and he could see that Jing Cheng was definitely a gay man, probably a zero.

There is a high probability that it is still a color control.

Based on Jingcheng's sneaky glances several times, Vader believed that he would be able to fascinate this child by simply hooking his fingers.

but……

Vader carefully considered the consequences of using Jingcheng and being discovered by Sheng Ming.

...not so pretty.

It is very likely that Vader will never exist in the future.

Wade twitched the corner of his mouth, took out a cigarette and lit it: "The director and Sheng Ming are busy."

Jingcheng hadn't seen Sheng Ming for a long time, he was a little worried besides curiosity: "What are they busy with?"

"Filming, farewell, etc." Vader stopped thinking about attacking Jingcheng, which doesn't mean he didn't intend to add trouble to Sheng Ming.With a slight roll of his eyes, he thought of a good way to trick Shengming, "If you want to find him, you can ask Photographer Luo."

……

Sheng Ming's residence, which was originally in a high-cold style, is now pasted with circles of small colorful flowers, rows of fluorescent sticks are randomly placed on the sofa, the dining table is full of various foods, and in the center is a big three-tiered cake. Also painted a very delicate black dragon with cream.

Ning Qiubai temporarily adjusted the position of the connection point, connecting the bedroom door directly to the dungeon, so that the NPCs inside could come out at any time.

Inside the dungeon is the duplicated scene exactly like the outside.

In order to bid farewell to the black dragon Iao today, Sheng Ming decorated their home, and Ning Qiubai specially spent points to copy the scene into the copy.

The time for the little black dragon to leave Ning Qiubai finally came.

Although Ning Yan and Xiao Heilong have been trying to hide it, Ning Qiubai quietly started preparations and prepared a big surprise today.

The little black dragon flew out from the dungeon of Brimstone Fire City rubbing his eyes and yawning, and what he saw was a scene like a birthday party.

Whether it's Yang Buwei or Doctor Skeleton, even the dolls possessed by resentful souls wear colorful hats.

The little black dragon stared at its ruby-like dragon eyes, its wings froze, and it almost fell from the air.

After a while, it shook its head and resumed its usual arrogant posture: "You guys still know how to pay me tribute, you've finally made some progress!"

Ning Qiubai patted its head: "You are poor. Do you want to eat cake?"

"The great dragon is a carnivore!" The little black dragon emphasized, and then said, "Of course!"

The corners of Ning Qiubai's mouth curled up, and he took out a birthday hat: "I don't know your birthday, let Huohuo ask you to say that you don't know either, so let's treat today as your birthday—after all, it's your birthday." The day of graduation in the employment app."

Hearing this, the little black dragon glared at Ning Yan: My good brother betrayed me!

Ning Yan scratched his head, pretending not to see it.

The little black dragon muttered reluctantly: "I don't want to graduate."

"The ivory tower can't stay forever." Ning Qiubai put on a birthday hat for it, and carried it to the front of the three-tiered cake, "Do you want to eat the one here, or the one outside?"

The little black dragon said confidently: "Eat them all!"

"Make a wish before eating and blow out the candle."

The little black dragon has been surfing the Internet for more than half a year, and he has long been Wuxia Aaron. He closed his eyes skillfully, opened his mouth after a while, and spit out a stream of sulfur fire, igniting all the candles on the cake—even the cream cake melted together .

Ning Qiubai who was about to sing the birthday song: "..."

The little black dragon who was about to open his mouth to eat the cake: "..."

Sheng Ming: "Haha."

Relying on Ning Qiubai's backing for him today, the little black dragon gave Sheng Ming a hard look, then got into Ning Qiubai's arms and rubbed hard: "Woooo, he's making fun of me!"

Sheng Ming stopped smiling and looked at it expressionlessly.

Ning Qiubai twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't learn useless things from Wraith Soul."

He reset the cake that was melted by the little black dragon.

The little black dragon didn't need to cut it with a knife, the whole dragon got into the big three-layer cake, and gnawed into the mountain of cake that was several times bigger than himself: "Oh, it's so sweet!"

Ning Qiubai and Sheng Ming looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.He looked at Ning Yan: "Huohuo, go outside and cut the cake into pieces."

Ning Yan complained: "Why do you support me?"

"Children are used to give orders."

"cut."

……

Ning Yan walked into the real world, picked up the knife and was about to cut, when the doorbell rang.

He glanced at the monitor, took out his mobile phone and compared them: "Northwind?"

Ning Qiubai told him that today their photographer will come to participate in the farewell banquet of the little black dragon, so he can be included as an insider of the half-illusion game.

Northwind was frightened by the black dragon at first, but he has collaborated many times so far, and he was even responsible for shooting short videos related to the black dragon, so the relationship between one person and one dragon is better than others.

Ning Yan replied with the transponder, and was about to open the door when he suddenly frowned.

He stopped opening the door and pressed the call button: "Mr. Luo, who is the person behind you?"

In the surveillance camera, a head poked out from behind the dryly laughing Rossven. Seeing that he had been spotted, he stood up and said, "I'm Sheng Ming's cousin, Jing Cheng."

Sheng Ming's cousin?Also a player of Unreal games?But Sheng Ming didn't say that his younger brother would also come to participate today...

Ning Yan's vigilance did not go away: "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Listening to this strange voice outside, Jing Cheng felt that it was very unreasonable—why would he be stopped outside by a guy who didn't know who it was but sounded like a brat when he entered Sheng Ming's house?

Who is this guy?

Anyway, it's not Director Ning!

Since he wasn't his cousin's darling, Jing Cheng became more confident: "Open the door! Otherwise, I'll let my brother kick you out!"

Ning Yan knew that this was Sheng Ming's home, but Sheng Ming didn't tell him that he wouldn't leak the information about the unreal game, and also replied straightforwardly: "Then let your brother tell me!"

Northwind was listening to the quarrel between the two children, so he had no choice but to say, "If Sheng Ming is at home, can you ask him?"

The visitor's phone hung up with a "click".

Jing Cheng still felt aggrieved: "Who is this so rude? Why is it at my brother's house?"

Northwind shook his head: "I don't know either...but why don't you tell your brother in advance when you come here?"

"I told him there is no surprise." Jing Cheng shook his head, "I have to thank Mr. Luo for bringing me here."

Northwind rubbed his forehead.

He didn't want to bring Jingcheng here at all, in case the dragon and the skull were exposed...

Jingcheng noticed the gift box in Rosswen's hand: "Mr. Luo is looking for my brother so formally?"

Northwind said quickly, "This is for others."

"Ah, who is it for?"

Rossven deeply regretted his slip of the tongue, and said nonsense, "It's for Director Ning."

Jing Cheng glanced sharply at the receipt that had not been removed, and his eyelids twitched: "Drool bag, teething stick, doll?"

What does Director Ning want these for?

Before Jingcheng could figure it out, the door of Sheng Ming's house suddenly opened slowly.

A young face was revealed at the door, and his unpolite eyes instantly fell on Jing Cheng, with obvious vigilance.

Jingcheng was extremely upset to be seen - he guessed that this was the kid who stopped them from the door.

And just looking at each other, Jingcheng concluded that he hated this kind of brat who hadn't passed the second stage of middle school at first glance, and whose head was more direct than that of an orangutan!

Jing Cheng, who was about to become an adult soon, had a sense of age superiority in his heart, looked at Ning Yan with his nostrils, and walked in the door arrogantly: "How about you stop me?"

Ning Yan has already been introduced by Ning Qiubai and Sheng Ming. Sheng Ming's cousin is not an illusory game player and has no supernatural cognition at all, so now he needs to be sent away as soon as possible.

Just looking at each other, Ning Yan concluded that he hated this kind of bastard who obviously didn't know anything, but took advantage of his years of age to show off!

Ning Yan, who thought he was standing on a higher place, had a supernatural sense of superiority in his heart. He also looked at Jingcheng with his nostrils, and sneered: "I have something to talk about, so hurry up and leave, we are busy."

Jingcheng had already seen the half-cut cake, the decorated lanterns, and even saw cream at the corner of the mouth of the brat in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you busy with the party?"

……

Sheng Ming stood at the door, touching his face.

Ning Qiubai came over strangely: "Aren't you going to persuade Jingcheng to leave? We're going to fight Jingcheng soon."

Sheng Ming tried to hook his lips: "It's just a little strange."

"what?"

"I'm a little uncomfortable with the way I pretended in front of Jingcheng before."

The somewhat mean-spirited cousin in front of Jingcheng was also a disguised image of Sheng Ming.

Ning Qiu's heart softened, and he patted him on the shoulder: "How about taking this opportunity to let your family get to know the real you?"

Sheng Ming looked at Ning Qiubai hesitantly, and shook his head: "What human beings want is not the truth, but the truth that they think is most suitable."

"But family members are different. No matter what you become, your family will accept you." Ning Qiubai touched Sheng Ming's face, "Try it, anyway, Jingcheng is stupid, if you have any problems, you can fool them around. Isn't it?"

These last words convinced Sheng Ming to let him put down the mask he was about to put on again, let out a breath slowly, and walked out of the bedroom.

When Jingcheng saw Sheng Ming coming out, he immediately felt that he had found a backer, pointed at Ning Yan and asked, "Brother! Who is this guy!"

Sheng Ming said calmly, "Qiubai's younger brother, Ning Yan."

The accusation that Jing Cheng was about to blurt out was stuck in the corner of his mouth, and after a long while, he still gave Ning Qiubai a face, and only uttered: "The gap with Director Ning is too big, right?"

Sheng Ming did not comment on this sentence, but simply and directly said: "What are you doing here?"

"I'll bring you something." Jingcheng put down the bag he brought, felt that Sheng Ming's tone was different from before, and asked a little strangely, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Sheng Ming said, "Go back when it's delivered."

Jing Cheng showed an unbelievable face: "Brother, are you so ruthless to your cousin whom you haven't seen for a long time?"

Ning Yan let out a gloating laugh.

"I'm very busy here."

Are you busy with a party?Jingcheng retorted in his heart.

Ning Qiubai came out of the bedroom to smooth things over: "Xiaocheng, we are facing each other in a scene. These are props, and it is easier for outsiders to affect the state here... You go back first. If you are interested, you can come to the set on weekends."

Jing Cheng immediately felt comfortable: "Brother, you should learn the art of speaking from Director Ning!"

I thought I would wait for Sheng Ming's sneer, but I didn't expect Sheng Ming to nod in agreement: "Qiu Bai really sounds nice."

Jing Cheng had goose bumps all over his body: what's wrong with his brother, did he have a fever?

Ning Qiubai ordered Ning Yan again: "Huohuo, send me to Xiaocheng."

Ning Yan and Jing Cheng's smiles disappeared together.

……

After sending Jingcheng to the gate of the community, Ning Yan said angrily, "Can you go back by yourself?"

Jing Cheng saw that this kid was getting more and more disliked—especially since he was still able to stay on the set: "I didn't need you in the first place!"

"cut!"

Jing Cheng felt that he should show a bit of his elder brother's majesty.If Director Ning and Sheng Ming were married, he would be considered this little brat's brother.

"I've been with Director Ning and my brother for a long time. You're just staying here for a few days. What are you proud of? I witnessed their relationship and even almost bumped into their home plate in the director's office..."

Ning Yan interrupted him instantly, his words were angry: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Jing Cheng understood it, and his sense of superiority was overwhelming—as expected, he was the one who was closer!

He made a noble, cold and disdainful voice: "Ah, so you don't know?"