MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 173

Because of the hidden purpose of the big boss to show affection, as the second boss of the company, and an important factor to attract technical backbones to stay, Qingchuan appeared in Wei Ge's company on the second day. Wei Gela, who was driving, opened the door and took him into the company.

The staff were stunned.

The people on this floor are all from the hand-painting department, the department with the most girls in the company. Although they don't care much about the entertainment industry, they don't even recognize him. The big freak in the entertainment industry is an actor, part-time drawing comics, and comics have become a hit. In the end, Xia Yueming, who was caught off guard, was cut off!

Several employees who are chasing changes are in a complicated mood. They knew that he was the second boss, and they...they didn't dare to rush.

"Boss, Mr. Xia." A beautiful girl wearing black-rimmed glasses came over.

"This is the head of our hand-painting department." Wei Ge introduced Qingchuan.

The two shook hands, Qingchuan was about to let go, the other party suddenly smiled, and the black-rimmed glasses flashed, "Mingyue, I'm your comic fan."

Qing Chuan subconsciously took a step back and pulled his hand back.

Oh, it must not be more addictive like the rich traitor next door, right?"

Help! Why come to see the boyfriend industry will meet the urging party?

The head of the hand-painting department raised his glasses, "I wonder if the wife has a planned update time for the next season? We are not urging it, just worried that if you update it, you will not be able to join in time. "

months, maybe a month or two of holidays in between.

Unless he spends his free time, like the time between filming, to paint, the second season will be far away.

Faced with fans, Qingchuan had a rare guilty conscience.

"Cough, isn't the first season over? How can you say it's over?"

"End? In the last episode, the boss shows his back and wants to see the front, is there no more?" The head of the hand-painting department almost burst into tears, ah, these painters are all 'broken chapter academies' Graduated? Leaving such a suspense makes people scratch their heads and go to collect the wind by themselves?

People?

"Personal issues will be discussed later." Seeing that the situation was not right, Wei Ge pulled Qing Chuan around and entered the stairs, and went straight to the technical department upstairs.

There are not many people in the technical department, and they are all trusted subordinates brought by Wei Ge. He nudged Qingchuan forward, "Didn't you say you want to see the designer of the console? I brought it to you."

The technicians looked at this handsome man with the radiance of a handsome man, and looked at himself in a plaid shirt. They were suspicious: Impossible, right? It doesn't look like they do what they do.

(Programmers feel offended.)

Qingchuan sat down directly in front of the computer, if you can, try it out.

…in two hours.

"I really want to go." Qing Chuan stood up to leave, but was pressed back. He was about to leave half an hour ago, but he couldn't.

"No, you can't."

Weige couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled Qingchuan's chair out with a cold face.

"Boss, you can't do this, how can people like the second boss hide and tuck? This is a great waste. He is a man born for holography, a treasure of the world, a leader The powerhouse of the next internet age.”

"Your second boss is an entertainer." Wei Ge kept Qingchuan behind him.

"What? It's impossible!"

"Do not believe in yourself Baidu."

The technician silently looked at Xia Yueming, an actor and part-time cartoonist on Baidu, for a long time.

The technicians all cried, "Second boss, you are so skilled, why don't you want to be an artist?" Is the life of a programmer so difficult? With this technology, they sell their faces for a living.

It’s a coincidence that many people want to ask this question, Xia Yueming, your figure/clay sculpture/comic/magic ability is so strong, why don’t you want to become an artist? Is the artist a beast of a flood? Filming is so fun.

"For love and peace." Qingchuan was about to convince himself, yes, it was for this.

Technician:…

After Qingchuan came out and walked around, the second boss of the official website "Evergreen Network Information Company" finally had his own name - Xia Yueming.

Oh, what a coincidence, it has the same name as an artist.

The overlap rate of players and fans is extremely low, and they don't care much about what the chickens that lay eggs look like. So the players who saw it just smiled casually, continued to complain about the game on the official website, and no longer cared about the second boss.

The employees of the poor Evergreen Company have a secret in their hearts that cannot be shared with others. They silently watch the players who know nothing: wait, there will be a time when you kneel down and call Abba.

And the backbones of the technical department are the most tormented with the secrets: the boss said that he was going to find the second boss, the result of the boss looking for the second boss was to show affection, so the boss lady is the second boss and an artist Xia Yueming.

I heard that artists are not allowed to fall in love casually, and they are of the same sex, which will affect their careers. (Qingchuan: I am a person with a backstage (national father), and I am not afraid of wind and rain.)

OMG!

Programmers: What did we do wrong, why let us know this secret? And... good-looking, good figure, successful career, versatile, have a house and savings, change the gender of a character who is a goddess, why is the boss catching up? Help, help the poor?

Weige: Oh!

Weige's company is ambitious to launch a holographic game to seize the market within three years, and Qingchuan is also polishing his role.

Director Zhang and Director Wang are different. Director Wang likes actors to paint in frames, and Director Zhang prefers a frameless world. I can't say which is better. Director Wang's TV series is hard to go wrong, and Director Zhang's movies are even more surprising and bad dramas.

This is why Director Zhang's films have mixed reviews. The classics are very classic, and the bad ones are bad.

Because Director Zhang doesn't like to give actors a necessary standard, he allows actors to change words and plays and perform on the spot, as long as the final effect is better. So he especially likes the kind of actor with a strong personal style, it would be better if he could fight.

Qingchuan's character this time has more freedom and more variables.

Weige watched Qingchuan play against the mirror in silence, like a split personality. The Mirror Demon was wronged, it was happy to watch beside it, and became addicted to the show, but it was a pity that it was blown away after only two sentences.

"It's still not right." Qing Chuan walked around the room with the script.

The inner identity of the black second generation and the outer identity of the anti-drug police cannot be naturally integrated. The environment of the second-generation black has created his evil spirit, but the education of the anti-drug police has to show his righteousness.

He can reduce the difficulty and create an anti-drug policeman who looks evil, so that the audience will feel that this person is not a good person, this is some classic villains. He can also create a black second generation who looks very upright, and people are surprised to find out that he is a traitor, which is very dramatic.

But what kind of image does Qingchuan want to create? At first glance, I look upright, but there is always something wrong, a very subtle feeling, that kind of temperament that has been black since I was a child, a little bit, like wine to remove the smell, I can't eat it, but there is.

Then back to the moment when he revealed the identity of the traitor, the audience will be surprised, but not particularly surprised, on the contrary, there should be a feeling of 'it doesn't seem very surprising'.

"I think this is the problem." He clapped his hand.

Weige looked up from the computer file, "What?"

"I haven't been as dashing as them, so I don't show the evil spirit of a bad man." Qingchuan felt that he had discovered the truth, because he was too upright (?), so he didn't play this role The unbridled evil spirit in his body was excavated.

Weige suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Qingchuan thought about his observation of these two professions. The characteristics of the second black generation are very distinct. One is the disregard and even ridicule for the law, the code and the order, and the second is the carnivorous in the bones The third is the yearning for a bright world that is completely different from his own.

This character finally betrayed his origin, one of which is the reason for the yearning for the light. He also longs for a sincere relationship and a sincere brotherhood.

"It's not good to build a car behind closed doors at home." Qingchuan said.

Weige stopped what he was doing: Could it be that Qingchuan wants to experience the life of the second black generation? Wei Ge remembered the chaotic private life of the gang leader at that time, "I think art should come from life and be higher than life. The same is true of acting."

"You're right, I shouldn't just learn the fur, but at least master some personal skills of the second generation of black." Qingchuan nodded in approval, he pinched his fingers, "playing guns and racing to seduce girls , Armani, a red wine cigar." In fact, the second-generation black has many other skills, but most of them are illegal and can only be given up.

He is serious.

First of all, it is hot weapons. The identity of the second generation of black determines that he is different from other people. He grew up in the world of hot weapons. To him, guns are like knives to ordinary people. That feeling is definitely different.

Qingchuan learned shooting in the interstellar age. But the skills on both sides were different. He later found a professional shooting club and paid an expensive membership fee to enter. At first, he didn't get used to the post-focus of the gun, but he came every day, and after half a month, he was already a skilled player, and playing with a gun was like playing with a pen.

And he has been practicing the action of drawing and closing the gun, and he must be handsome and sharp, but also natural and instinctive.

through.

However, the drag racing incident did not have such a thrill for Qingchuan himself. As long as he overcomes his fear of high speed and can accurately control the car, drag racing is just like that. In comparison, Yulong may feel a little cooler.

Charm'.

However, there is one thing. Generally, such people have good material conditions since childhood, and family education is like this, so it is natural to have rich experience. Therefore, these people naturally carry the atmosphere of 'prostitutes who are familiar with women', which has nothing to do with integrity and shyness.

In other words, bad man vibes.

Red wine cigars and Armani are powerful weapons, basically they have been in contact since childhood, and their body sensations are not the same as ordinary people. They may not know wine tasting, but they must know basic wine etiquette and only drink the most expensive ones. I don't necessarily like the taste of cigars, but I must have a deep understanding of this kind of thing and often pinch it in my hand. As for Armani, dressing as a man who can't go wrong is also one of their daily routines.

The second black generation observed by Qingchuan is like this, but the national conditions of the two sides are different. Maybe liquor is popular here? Or maybe they will wear rosary beads, wear a silk coat, and do illegal business while tasting tea culture?

One day Wei Ge came home and saw Qingchuan wearing a dark blue silk nightgown and handmade ethnic pattern slippers, sitting in a corner of the living room. There is a circular sofa there, a bookshelf on the left, a fireplace on the right, a floor-to-ceiling window on the opposite side, and a small garden outside the window.

Qing Chuan held a slightly burnt cigar in his hand, but did not put it in his mouth, but quietly looked at the circle of paper ashes on the cigar.

Weige knew that Qingchuan did not smoke, and alcohol was his greatest indulgence. Because he has always been a very restrained person, taking certain principles as the bottom line. Maybe that's the difficulty of getting him to play someone who breaks the rules and has no bottom line.

Qingchuan reached out and picked up the cigar cutter, cut off the burning end, lowered his head and sniffed the half of the cigar. , with a faint burnt smell after burning.

He felt that this was a wild and untamable taste, like a strong man and woman. The smell may conjure up images of power and status. People don't necessarily like the taste, they're obsessed with the feeling of slowly conquering something while holding a cigar.

Qing Chuan sniffed his fingertips, already stained with a little tobacco smell, very faint.

"Qing." Wei Ge walked over and sat beside him, he smelled a scent of perfume mixed with tobacco, with a hint of lemon and honey, and then remelted by body heat. Wei Ge couldn't help but leaned over his upper body and leaned in for a sniff.

"Does it smell good?" Qing Chuan asked him.

Weige quit smoking a long time ago, a few worlds ago. He is not obsessed with the smell of tobacco, just because it is on the person he likes, but he can't help but want to taste it, "Because it smells good on you."

"What did you smell?" Qing Chuan leaned back on the sofa lightly, playing with the cigar in his hand.

Weige turned sideways, knelt on one knee on the sofa, and got closer, "Are you sprayed with perfume?"

"No, but the pajamas are incense."

"It's a very retro aroma, a little sweet, mixed with the smell of cigars, and the lemony smell of morning shampoo, the smell of honey I just drank." Wei Ge's nose touched Qingchuan's. The tip of the nose, "and a little bit of chocolate," he added.

"You missed a little. I went to the shooting club in the morning, so I still have the fumes from the oil in the barrel after the high temperature friction. If everyone should have their own taste , so what should 'he' smell like? While the smell cannot be delivered to the audience, the little habits that cause it can."

"A qualified police officer will see many secrets from a person's smell and habits. What kind of behavior should 'he' have? I'm studying this." Qingchuan Thoughtful.

"You care enough about 'him', I'm a little jealous." That's right, even if he only plays a certain role, watching Qingchuan focus most of his energy on 'him', Wei Ge will still sour.

"You never have to be jealous."

"Because the body/body yearns for wandering, freedom and distance, so I love this profession. Because the soul longs to protect, embrace and homeland, so... I love you." Qingchuan is close to Wei Ge's His ears and eyes were full of affection, and his rosy lips spoke sweet words, sweeter than the chocolate he had just eaten.

He is the standard prodigal language, but Wei Ge easily falls.

"Why do you suddenly think of studying this?"

"The role I want to play, because his smoking posture is different, makes an old police officer suspicious. There are two ways of interpretation. The first one is more common, that is, he uses Smoking in a state that is clearly not smoking. For example, drugs, which is the result of this character's exposure to the drug trade."

"The script is biased towards this type, which can immediately remind people of poison and the identity of this character. But the character set out in this way is not attractive enough. So I am trying the second one, which is similar to the momentum and the character. It’s different, it’s unforgettable.”

"One of the interesting things is that when people smoke and smoke cigars, their expressions, gestures and even mental activities are completely different. It seems that cigarettes and cigars directly represent different identities .If I smoke like a cigar, does it make a difference?"

"How can an ordinary little policeman show such an attitude, why does his smoking look different from others? This can also imply to the audience that this person has a secret, and he There is a story."

Qingchuan perfected the role little by little, that is, at this time, Director Wang's film is finally going to be on TV, which is the golden channel of a popular station.

Wang Dao is a calm person. At this time, he released the makeup photos, and then raised a topic one by one. Their crew also had to promote a very popular variety show called 'Entertainment Battle'.

Qingchuan, the male No. 6, couldn't get it, but Director Wang still won him a spot.

Variety shows have rough scripts, generally have a process, but not special details, because this is actually a game variety show, and the script is too detailed and will lose a lot of fun.

The positioning of Qingchuan was arranged early, the host would find an opportunity to let him play the flute live, and the rest of the time was a well-behaved and quiet person. After the game session, there was a question-and-answer session from the audience.

The host hopes that Qingchuan himself can be a little prepared, because his work scope is a bit special, wb serialized comics, and defeated a number of cartoonists to become a hit, which is amazing.

There will be some strange problems.

For example, when do you update the Slayer's Codex? Do you feel that you have crossed the border a bit fiercely, and you have split?

For example, what did he do in the past two years? Did you study? Why was it reborn after it came out, and its versatility completely overturned the previous impression?

Or maybe you should celebrate with a figurine of your character? Will this figure promotion become a regular ritual in the future?

After the audience questioning session, there will be a host to ask questions, one per person. He will ask him interestingly what he thinks of his role, if he has anything to say to the audience in front of the TV, and so on.

This is the promotion of the TV series and the main purpose of the variety show on the crew.

Qingchuan packed up and left, the plane was early in the morning.

Weige got up an hour earlier than usual and made breakfast, which Qingchuan liked. "The things outside are not healthy."

Seeing this tall man wearing an apron busy in the kitchen, Qing Chuan suddenly walked over quietly and threw himself on his back, hanging like a koala. Wei Ge had to put down the spatula in his hand and put Qingchuan on his back with both hands, with a helpless expression, "The fried dumplings are about to burn."

Qing Chuan rubbed his cheek against his earlobe and breathed on his neck, "I don't want to eat fried dumplings, I want to eat you." After kissing him, he added, "Come back and eat."

Weige:…

The man you are flirting with will solve it yourself.

Qing Chuan, who has always had a bad taste, finally suffered the consequences of his own. He had to change into a suit and use supernatural power to teleport himself to the airport, catching up with the plane urgently.

As soon as he got on the plane, he asked the flight attendant for a blanket, covered it and went to sleep. This is business class, the space is larger, and you can take a good rest. Someone already recognized him, but he seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed, and he didn't go up to disturb him.

"Sir, do you need a drink?"

Qingchuan opened his eyes, his eyes were still slightly moist, his cheeks were flushed like peach, his voice was a little soft, and every breath he exhaled was sweet, "A glass of water ,thanks."

The flight attendant was a little overwhelmed and avoided her eyes. For some reason, she always felt that the air was full of intoxication, and there was no alcohol.

"Your water." She put down a glass of water and left.

Qing Chuan picked up the water and felt a strong emotion around him, his eyes followed the past, a big smiling face and a strangely beautiful face with an indescribable expression.

Huh? How did these two get together?

"Long time no see, Yueming." Zhang Le smiled very happily, he seemed to be thinner than before, showing delicate facial features, looking like a handsome boy.

"Long time no see, Ale." Qing Chuan and Zhang Le greeted and looked at Lin Ruyi again, "Long time no see, Miss Lin."

"Long time no see." Lin Ruyi nodded.

After getting off the plane, Qingchuan signed a few autographed photos before meeting with Zhang Le. Zhang Le has a special driver for pick-up and drop-off, an extended business car with wide seats and a small refrigerator.

"You two are this?" Qing Chuan was really curious about the relationship between the two.

"This is my client, I didn't expect you to know each other." Lin Ruyi now knows that Qingchuan is the 'skilled man' who gave him life-saving tools and the confidence to survive, and he is also the one on the forum The 'senior' who sells magic tools and decrypts various spells at wholesale prices, she doesn't know how to face him.

As long as she thinks that half a year ago this person was a complete novice, and half a year later became a recognized 'senior' who hangs and beat evil cultivators, Lin Ruyi felt the suffocation of her talent being crushed. You must know that she has always used her talent to crush others.

The most important thing is that this person gave her confidence and made her have the courage to pursue her own happiness. Five stand-in props are five life-saving graces, even if they have been paid back with this sect's cheats, the kindness is still there.

"Customer?" Qingchuan raised his eyebrows, but he couldn't see anything from Zhang Le, but he noticed that the wrist on which the bracelet was originally tied was empty, I was afraid that it had blocked the disaster .

"Ale, if you have any trouble, you can ask me to customize the props and give you a discount."

"Ah?" Zhang Le looked at Lin Ruyi with some doubts, and saw Lin Ruyi nodded.

"He is a senior in our circle..."

Zhang Le was even more surprised. He knew what Lin Ruyi's identity was, and he knew the price of her shot. If even Lin Ruyi wanted to call her senior, then Qingchuan's entry into the entertainment industry would be unbelievable. Isn't it faster and easier to do that line of work?

While they were talking, there was a loud bang in front of them, and a gray thing suddenly smashed towards their car, and it rolled in front of the car in a few seconds.

Lin Ruyi's face changed, and she was about to move. The car and the gray thing seemed to be blocked by something, and stood still.

Zhang Le rushed forward because of inertia, and he subconsciously grabbed the hand of Lin Ruyi next to him.

Fortunately he was wearing a seat belt and was not injured. But his face was also pale, and he was too frightened to speak. The driver and Lin Ruyi also charged fiercely, only Qingchuan did not move like a mountain, as if inertia had no effect on him.

No matter how stupid you are, you know who can help, Zhang Le looked at Qingchuan, "Can you help me?"

"Okay."

The author has something to say:Zhang Le: I can't die! What if I die Ruyi and the cat?

Lin Ruyi: Find a new one.

System: Another cp…

Qingchuan: You may not believe it, cp will do it yourself.