Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Most of the customers in the lobby are in a state of doing nothing at this time.

After hearing that Luochuan was about to start filming, there was basically no reaction.

The reason is very simple, watching the battle between Xia Yu and Tang Yi in the morning has almost exhausted their patience.

More than twenty times! God knows how they finished watching!

"Just shoot in Xuefeng Pavilion, just leave if you feel bored." Luo Chuan got up from the sofa and stretched out.

The plot of the plot is very simple, just find a room to clean up, and then cover the surrounding with a black cloth.

Then put a table and a chair in the room, and a simple movie shooting scene is finished.

After Yao Ziyan explained it, the customers became interested. It did sound interesting, and it would be nice to have a look on the side.

The most important thing is to be able to leave at will.

Xuefeng Pavilion occupies a large area, and under the leadership of the waiter, he quickly found a room that fits Luochuan's ideas.

There are not so many shots in this plot, a magic phone is enough.

Jiang Wanshang does not need to show his face in the content of the filming. It is enough to write the name in the notebook with a pen.

Then through editing and stitching, the pictures of the person whose name is written appear alternately.

As long as the audience with normal IQ sees such a picture, they will definitely have various associations in their hearts.

"Are there any connections between the people who died and the names written in the notebook?" "Why do you write the names of these people?"

The atmosphere of anticipation and suspense is directly reflected.

"So I just need to sit there and write?" Jiang Wanchang cast a questioning look at Luochuan.

"Although it is simple to say, it is actually more difficult to express that feeling than the normal plot." Director Luo Chuan sat on a small stool.

Although Luo Chuan didn't say what "feeling" was, Jiang Wanshang could almost understand what he meant.

It's nothing more than the attitude of ignoring life, like taking control of everything and playing with life.

According to the setting in the script written by Luo Chuan, Yue is a student who has all the skills and has a super high IQ.

Feeling suffocated by this boring world, desperate for this decadent world.

Coincidentally, he accidentally got the notebook that instinctively decided his life and death.

So Kira, known as God, appeared.

Although he walked in the dark, he always insisted on the justice he believed.

I will do things that the law cannot do, and try to kill those who cannot be killed.

It is precisely because of this unique personality charm that many people call it a god, thinking that the existence of Kira can change the world.

"The protagonist, Wan Chang." Gu Yunxi hugged Jiang Wan Chang's arm.

"I know." Jiang Wanshang reluctantly pushed her away, thinking in his heart what he would do.

Jiang Wanshang found it difficult to use only writing to show the protagonist's character.

"Just write something, it seems quite simple." Bu Lige was talking with Jiang Shengjun in a low voice.

"Indeed, I feel quite simple." Jiang Shengjun nodded in agreement.

As talented customers, the two have plenty of confidence.

It's like when reading novels, there is always such an idea: What is written, what I write is definitely better than what the author wrote.

It's almost the same now.

When the preparation time was over, Jiang Wanshang was already sitting on the chair behind the table.

A beam of light that was not too bright fell from above, illuminating the table top.

As for Jiang Wanshang's face, it is hidden in the dim environment, hazy and looming.

There is a suspenseful atmosphere.

"Everywhere--" Luo Chuan clapped his hands casually.

Yao Ziyan took out the previous clapperboard, and made a crisp sound after closing it.

The magic phone is in an invisible state, hanging in mid-air for shooting, and the shot is displayed on the light curtain.

In the dimly lit room, the table was illuminated by not-so-bright lights. The girl who couldn't see her face sat behind the table and slowly opened the black-covered notebook.

There is a huge difference between the picture on the light curtain and the scene seen on the spot. Everyone subconsciously held their breath, and the room was silent.

"Wan Chang's hands are so beautiful." Gu Yunxi whispered.

The hands in the picture are slender and white, and the joints are not visible. Under the light of the light, they appear crystal clear and white as jade.

It's really pretty.

Gu Yunxi's words were ignored, all eyes fell on the light curtain, waiting for Jiang Wanshang's next action.

Jiang Wanshang's heart is very calm now, and the plot he has seen before quietly emerges in his mind, gradually overlapping with reality.

"Kira..." she murmured in a low voice.

Luo Chuan took a sip of tea with great interest. He was very satisfied with the scene in front of him. Although he could not see his face, at this moment Jiang Wanshang's body had an inexplicable temperament.

She picked up the pen and began to write on the white paper.

The speed is not fast, slow, and understatement, giving people a casual feeling, as if doing a trivial thing.

Just like a pair of gods' hands, overlooking everything in the world, controlling the life and death of the world, the death of others is not important to her.

For her, these are just games.

hiss.

There were bursts of air-conditioning sounds, and everyone at the scene felt that they really saw Kira depicted in the script, writing the name of the sinner in their notebooks in front of their eyes.

Compared with the match between Xia Xiayu and Tang Yi in the morning, there are two completely different viewing experiences.

There is no art of explosion, just plain scenes, but the impression it brings is deeper than the battle scene.

It was just a few names, and it was finished soon.

"Boss, do you need to come back?" Jiang Wanshang broke the silence.

There was a feeling of unfinished meaning in everyone's hearts, Yue disappeared, and Jiang Wanshang appeared again.

"No, it's all right." Luochuan also drank the tea in the cup.

From the preparation before the shooting to the end of the shooting, it took a total of ten minutes.

"Is it over?" Bu Lige couldn't help asking.

He originally felt that this plot had to be filmed at least during dinner, but he didn't expect it to end inexplicably.

"Do you think it is necessary to re-shoot?" Luo Chuan asked back.

"Um..." Bu Lige scratched his hair and looked at the shooting picture played back on the light curtain, "Okay, no."

I can’t find the slightest shortcoming at all. It’s a waste of time to re-shoot or something. This is the real talent flow.

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