Retired Unlimited Streaming NPCs Help Me Make Movies

February 2th, the day before Valentine's Day.

The major movie theaters have already hung up the movie promotion banners for the next day.

Sheng Ming and Sai Ge's shining faces in the crowd attracted many passers-by.

As an actor, Sheng Ming's output is actually not very qualified. It has been almost a year since his "debut" and there is only one online movie and one theater movie. This is the third work.The usual materials are not very rich, which makes people wonder whether he is serious about his career.

But with acting skills beyond his age, good looks and mysterious background, Sheng Ming still has a small group of fans, taking this opportunity to try to sell Amway to passers-by.

Because there is only one day to schedule, the next time I watch it will have to wait another two months, which really aroused the curiosity of many people.

As Sheng Ming's eldest brother, Sheng Lin was notified by Xiang Tongyan long ago, asking to go to the cinema to watch two mermaid movies together that day.

Sheng Lin protested: "Can't we just watch the movie at home?"

The effect of their home theater is not bad.

Regarding this item, Tong Yan only said: "How can I have such an unsentimental son like you?"

Sheng Lin had no choice but to book a show and distributed the tickets to his family members.When sending out movie tickets to Sheng Ming, Sheng Lin specially prepared two, and made up his mind, "Which one is the director after all, it's not polite not to give him a ticket, it's definitely not because I admit that he is a part of our family" lines.

As a result, only Ning Qiubai opened the door to the house that belonged to him in the past and is now given to his younger brother.

Sheng Lin swallowed back his lines, a little puzzled: "Where's the third child?"

Ning Qiubai invited him in, a little embarrassed: "Sheng Ming has just received psychological adjustment and is sleeping."

Sheng Lin was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

"After filming these two movies, he couldn't get out, so he went to see a psychiatrist and received regular psychological adjustment." Ning Qiubai pointed to the bedroom, "You can go and see it."

Sheng Lin walked to the door of the bedroom suspiciously, and sure enough, he saw someone lying on the bed. Although his back was turned to him, he could still tell that it was Sheng Ming.

Since Sheng Ming was sleeping, Sheng Lin didn't bother him too much, put down the ticket, and thought about what he should say.

Ning Qiubai is not Sheng Ming, he really followed Sheng Ming's lines, what if they are misunderstood that their family does not welcome Ning Qiubai?Turning around, the third child will definitely make trouble for him...

In the end, Sheng Lin could only say in a low voice, "If you and the third child are free, you can come together."

Ning Qiubai carefully looked at the performances on the ticket, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face just right.

Sheng Lin noticed and frowned: "Do you have arrangements?"

Ning Qiubai coughed, touched his head in embarrassment, and his voice gradually became softer: "Sheng Ming has booked a hotel..."

Sheng Lin, who was playing the game like a thief back then, understood in seconds, and waved his hand to show that he understood.

It's always inappropriate to talk about this kind of topic with my younger brother's boyfriend. He looked back in the direction of the bedroom, thinking that the movie was scheduled to be during the daytime, and the third child couldn't help but go to the hotel during the daytime?He wasn't... Well, he seemed to be so "energetic" when he was too.

"Anyway, you can discuss it with the third child." Sheng Lin paused after dropping this sentence, afraid that Ning Qiubai might misunderstand, and added, "Your arrangements are priority."

……

After sending Shenglin away, the smile on Ning Qiubai's face collapsed the moment the door was closed.

In the bedroom, "Sheng Ming" jumped off the bed and walked over while wiping his face, his expression was less gloating than usual: "If you fool for a while, you won't fool forever."

Ning Qiubai looked at the skilled "makeup artist" Yang Buwei, and sighed heavily.

Sheng Ming disappeared.

After returning all the blood moon essence to Vader, and going to the coordinates provided by the small potted plant alone to hunt down Wei Qi, Sheng Ming never heard from him again.

Ning Qiubai had a bad intuition, so he quickly contacted Du Zigui and the others.

At first, the members of "Yu" didn't take it seriously, saying that the person who can kill their boss might not be born yet.Seeing that Ning Qiubai was in a state of anxiety, Du Zigui deliberately used the ability of "Prophet" to search for Sheng Ming's information, and finally said: "I can't see the trajectory of the boss's fate at all."

Ning Qiubai: "... Isn't this a big problem?"

"No, the boss must live well to hide his fate." Du Zigui spread his hands, "Don't worry, that dead fox can't handle the boss."

Ning Qiubai listened to his nonsense for the time being, and only asked Sai Ge to use the avatars scattered in each copy to inquire about Sheng Ming's news, and at the same time picked a flowerpot to replant the seeds of the Misty Wood that hosted three resentful souls down.

Then more than ten days passed, all three flower pots sprouted, and there was still no news from Sheng Ming.

The members of "Yu" couldn't sit still anymore.

No matter how busy Sheng Ming was before, he would take the time to send them a message; no matter how troublesome the dungeon was, it could be resolved in a week of real time at most; taking [-] steps back, Sheng Ming was really in trouble, and he could use the feather of the phoenix to solve it. resurrection.

There are still a lot of feathers left in the evening palace!

They couldn't find any news about Sheng Ming through various methods, and finally everyone's eyes were on the small potted plant again.

After the little potted plant got the "swallowing" in the resentful soul, it has the IQ of about seven or eight-year-old children. It completely recognizes Ning Qiubai as its own parents, and treats other people fiercely and evilly, but is completely obedient to Ning Qiubai. Baishun.

Ning Qiubai got the coordinates of the dungeon that Sheng Ming went to from the small potted plant.

Du Zigui pressed the glasses frame, and after a long time, he let go of his hands, and let out a sigh: "You can't see anything over there with the coordinates. It's definitely not a normal copy over there."

Seeing nothing means seeing no danger.

Ning Qiubai pursed his lips and did not speak.

Liu Huamei was making the final adjustments to the lightsaber: "We have to be careful after that."

Du Zigui took off his glasses and wiped them, and complained, "Every time you are the one who rushes to the front and says such things, it always makes people feel a little strange."

Liu Huamei glared at him, rarely quarreled with him, and continued to organize her equipment.

The other members were the same, and didn't say much, as if it was a matter of course to go to an unknown dungeon where even Sheng Ming, the strongest among them, might be buried.

Ning Qiubai was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "I'm going too."

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Du Zigui hesitated for a moment, but still persuaded him: "Director Ning, I think it's better if you don't go..."

Ning Qiubai interrupted him: "Don't worry, I won't be a burden."

"It's not a burden. You are our teammate. Why would we treat you as a burden?" Du Zigui scratched his head, trying to organize his words, "It's just..."

Gui Fei, who didn't talk much, suddenly said: "You are the closest and most important person to Sheng Ming. If Sheng Ming is rescued, but something happens to you, how can we explain to Sheng Ming?"

Ning Qiu Baizheng was startled, then shook his head: "You are also Sheng Ming's valued companions, if something happened to you, do you think Sheng Ming is willing to accept it?"

"Boss has more or less irrepayable grace to us." Liu Huamei put the lightsaber in her waist, stood up straight, with a serious expression, "If it wasn't for the boss, I would never see my father again and help my father avenge Qiubai, we are all people who have a deep connection with unreal games, and even have a gap with the real world because of this. The boss is also like this, but you represent the boss's yearning for reality and the life of an ordinary person. , as long as you are still here, I think even if the boss is in danger, he will desperately come back to find you."

It was rare for Ning Qiubai to hear Liu Huamei say so much, looked around at the others, and suddenly laughed: "Thank you."

He immediately looked serious, "You're right. But since Sheng Ming wants to come to me, then I can't just stay where I am, I have to go to him too—don't worry, I'll be fine, I'm the real man administrator on the

Everyone in the "Yu" organization looked at each other, and when they were about to persuade them again, they heard Ning Qiubai say the last sentence, "If you don't take me, I can only go there by myself."

It is even more dangerous for Director Ning to go alone... They sighed deeply, agreed to Ning Qiubai's request to go with them, and decided in their hearts that they must protect Ning Qiubai for the boss.

"But wait first." Ning Qiubai took out his phone and glanced at it, "I still need to prepare something."

……

A skeleton carrying a flower pot, a siren holding two books, a prince-level vampire, a huge adult black dragon... Even the former enemy Yang Buwei rode on the back of the black dragon, giving the black dragon its neck. Draw a turtle.

Du Zigui and others stared at the "preparations" behind Ning Qiubai in dumbfounded, before saying, "Director, have you moved the whole family here?"

"No, the three resentful souls haven't grown yet, so they stayed at home." Ning Qiubai tapped his phone naturally, "With the help of Zhang Muke's props, I collected the blood of Neptune and Medusa. Help...Well, Io and Sege were secretly brought back by me with my hacking ability, so I don't think they will be able to exert great combat power, but they are also special arms...Du Zigui, you have the book of choice, you two professions You can also match each other... Sege, you and the book of virtues should cooperate well, and you must protect everyone..."

Du Zigui and the others looked at each other, a little dumbfounded.

This is probably their biggest battle, not only the players, but even the NPCs are on their side.

But at this moment, a strange feeling arises spontaneously in everyone's heart.

Fighting hand in hand, doesn't seem bad?

"Oh... the ability to travel will not be limited by the number of people, right?" Ning Qiubai made arrangements for a long time, and finally remembered the key question.

Du Zigui couldn't help laughing: "No, you can go there."

He took the book of choice handed over by the siren, and smiled at the book of choice, "Senior Shishushu, happy cooperation."

The Book of Choices opens:

"Please call me the Queen of the Book of Choice! You have a girlfriend now, and I am a firm pure love party!"

"Anyway, happy cooperation."

……

When entering the legendary Nine-Tailed Fox dungeon, Ning Qiubai was quite nervous, anticipating various possible bad outcomes in advance.

For example, the dungeon is full of crises, and once you enter it, you will suffer a terrible curse;

For example, the nine-tailed fox is dead but not stiff, they have to fight a terrifying BOSS from ancient times;

Even for example, the whole dungeon is a trap, and even the small potted plants are Wei Qi's internal response, etc...

But Ning Qiubai absolutely did not expect this result.

The splendid and ancient palace, the wine pool and meat forest, Chaoge deer terrace, and the legendary scene of Daji bound to the nine-tailed fox were displayed in detail in front of them, as if they were still stuck in that era of drunkenness and dreams, and there were always tyrants at any time. The sound of the king and the court ladies teasing.

It's just that everything is black and white, like a frozen film, staying in this frame forever.

No breath of anyone, no breath of life, no breath of existence.

I came to this dungeon with the awareness of a fierce battle, but I couldn't even find a shadow of the curse, let alone Wei Qi and Sheng Ming.

As a temporary commander, Du Zigui gave orders to retrieve every inch of the copy.

……

Ning Qiubai walked around several palaces, frowning more and more.

It wasn't that he sensed the danger—on the contrary, he didn't feel any danger at all, and when he tried to use the ability of "administrator", he also found that there were no rules in the dungeon in front of him, not even the most basic rules of existence.

This ancient copy of what used to be the Nine-Tailed Fox's lair seems to have become a pure modeling scene that cannot be interacted with.

The copy... seems to be dead.

Ning Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

He took a deep breath, walked forward slowly, and gradually came to a remote garden.

If this dungeon still has color, this garden must be colorful and dazzling.It's just that in the black and white tones, Ning Qiubai can only feel the dull depression one after another.

Turning around a pavilion, Ning Qiubai's eyes fell on the front, and his footsteps suddenly froze.

There was a touch of crimson in front of him that was incompatible with the black and white world.

There is... what seems to be a human head?

——No, no.

Ning Qiubai seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and he heard his heartbeat faster than his footsteps, as if it was about to break through his chest at any moment, dyeing this black and white world red with all the depression and blood.

Turning to the front of the head, Ning Qiubai suddenly let go of his held breath, his lungs desperately thirsted for the long-lost oxygen, making him gasp for air, his whole body seemed to collapse, and almost fell to the ground.

Wei Qi's gorgeous head lay quietly on the ground, his face and the bluestone bricks on the ground were stained with blood, his eyes were not completely closed, and there seemed to be a faint smile mixed with the corners of his slightly curved lips.

A few messy black feathers were scattered on the long-dried blood near the head.