Zhu Qing'an: "...??"
He didn't overhear the man's words, and slowly raised his head, his fair cheeks were still stained with a little cream. He licked his milky lips, a little confused and confused.
What does it mean that he should learn what adults should do? ? Does the paper man think he knows nothing?
"It's nothing." Qin Hengyi looked at Zhu Qing'an's clear and clean eyes, and pushed the hot milk towards him: "Eat."
He didn't know how to tell the boy for a while.
His little friend... is so innocent.
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
He picked up the delicious breakfast. He ate so happily that the little wings behind him fluttered, and the little tail was red and fluttering, wagging back and forth like a cat's tail.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your hospitality." Zhu Qing'an smiled.
"Good boy." Qin Hengyi smelled the growing succubus breath on the young man.
If the young man was not too ignorant now, he really wanted to press the other party on the bed, kiss the little horns of the little succubus cub, bite the tail, and tie the little wings in his palm.
Zhu Qing'an and Qin Hengyi kissed for a while, before leaving, he suddenly remembered the task assigned to him by the game.
To create a love belonging to AI with Qin Hengyi in the eyes of the world's doubts.
To put it bluntly, it is to show affection with the paper man.
Zhu Qing'an thought for a while, as if she was thinking about how to show her affection correctly.
After a long time, he leaned over and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes.
"Um?"
The boy's cheeks were flushed, and he leaned against his arms, with his small horns buried in the soft black hair, extremely cute.
He asked in a low voice: "Mr. Qin, can you take a photo of yourself and send it to me?"
Qin Hengyi hesitated a little, but nodded quickly.
His little lover looks at a picture of himself when he is lonely.
It's normal.
Zhu Qing'an had no idea what Qin Hengyi was thinking: "Thank you, Mr. Qin."
Qin Hengyi was when Zhu Qingan left. Suddenly grabbing the opponent's wrist, he frowned, staring at the boy with red eyes.
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
Immediately, the man lifted Zhu Qing'an's hair, and touched the other's succubus horns. Said softly: "You can go back and search for the setting of the baptism of the little succubus."
In the past few nights, the moon will be round.
Once the full moon disappears, the baptism time is over. If the young succubus has not been baptized at this time, bad things will happen.
It's not good for him to tell the teenager the content of the baptism directly, for fear that the kid will be ashamed and call him a hooligan with a blushing face, and then he will never come to see him again.
"Okay, I'll go back and search." Zhu Qing'an nodded solemnly before realizing what happened.
Zhu Qing'an wakes up.
It was already dawn outside the window, and the crew had already set up the set below, waiting for the artists to come to film.
Zhu Qing'an took off the helmet, washed briefly, and got dressed. Then take a packet of cereal with milk out of the fridge for breakfast.
Fragrant wheat grains are soaked in rich milk, plus some crispy and delicious dried and fresh fruits. Can bring people a good spirit of the day.
Zhu Qing'an happily finished her breakfast, and hurried to the set.
The director held a loudspeaker and stood in the middle of the set talking non-stop. "Today's and tomorrow's scenes are the last few scenes of this film. After the filming is finished, it can be finished. Please take it seriously." He didn't leave until the staff moved the props.
Zhu Qing'an changed into the white shirt and black trousers that the protagonist often wears in the play, and began to play against the young man who played the ghost.
The story in this play is almost finished.
With the help of the young ghost, the teacher gets the life he wants. And established the country's first association to prevent school bullying.
Teachers don't want more children to be bullied or even die.
That young ghost had devoured many ghosts, and he was no longer the gentle and polite person he was when he was bullied in his lifetime. Instead, he became the most powerful and violent ghost. Able to protect the teacher who brought him light.
the end of the story.
Zhu Qing'an gave the young Li Gui a set of heavy three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulations, and told the other party to finish it well.
The boy was wearing a blood-stained school uniform, and his red eyes behind the broken lenses were staring at this special gift. Both distressed and happy.
I am so happy that I still have to study even after I die (.
After the theater is over.
"The filming was very good." The director smiled and patted Zhu Qing'an on the shoulder: "Thanks to your lover's sponsorship, the filming cycle of this film can be greatly shortened. After the film is released, it will definitely get good reviews."
Zhu Qing'an: "Thank you for the compliment."
The director scratched his head and muttered casually: "The equipment in the crew is all perfect, the only thing missing is the post-production..."
Few people in the empire dare to make horror movies.
Horror films are a test of post-production PS production. The essence and highlights of horror films—horror atmosphere, realistic ghosts, etc., all depend on the post-production team’s skills.
However, the empire lacks such a late-stage team. This crew has a barely post team. But it fell far short of the director's expectations.
Zhu Qing'an thought of the post-production, and inexplicably thought of the game scene in "False Love".
Every frame of the game scene there is like a blockbuster movie, comparable to the real world.
The endless blue sea, the snowy scenery with pink makeup and jade, and the night sky with the bright star sea hanging, the fireworks that illuminate the whole world... In the empire market, no post-production team can create such a perfect scene.
No wonder Sammy wanted to work with that game so much.
How shocking would it be if the post-production of "False Love" was used to make a film
This thought flashed through Zhu Qing'an's mind, and was quickly interrupted by the director.
"But it doesn't matter. Everything is fine if the show is finished." The director chuckled: "I'll go first. Continue to work hard for the afternoon show."
At present, the film and television of the empire lacks excellent post-production, and they are not bad.
Of course, he still hopes that the films he makes can get better post-production.
Zhu Qing'an nodded, and returned to the hotel with her small backpack.
The light brain on the bed lights up as a reminder.
It seems that Qin Hengyi sent him the agreed photo.
Zhu Qing'an opened Weibo, and as expected, there was a message from Qin Hengyi's private mailbox.
Qin Hengyi only sent one photo.
Men are not very good at taking pictures, but they are still very handsome.
He was standing among the flowers in the backyard to take pictures, and the bright sun just covered him. When the sun shines on the dark red eyes, they become a little more fiery and passionate than the sun. The bridge of the nose is straight, and the light blond hair is arranged neatly. There was a smile that couldn't be concealed on the corner of his lips.
He was dressed in a knee-length white robe, blending in with the bright white sunlight.
For a moment, the flowers behind him were overshadowed.
He is more handsome than everyone Zhu Qingan has ever seen.
Zhu Qing'an's cheeks were very red, and she wanted to post this photo on Weibo.
—His mission is to prove love to Qin Hengyi.
Who says AI can't have love? He can show affection with his AI day and night.
Publishing photos of lovers is also a kind of show of affection and... showing off.
Besides, his fans have long been scratching their heads with curiosity about the identity of his lover.
Some sunspots even seized this opportunity and jumped up and down to black Zhu Qing'an.
Zhu Qing'an opened one of the popular Weibos discussing his lover. Sure enough, he saw a few navy sunspots below.
[Why Zhu Qingan refuses to reveal any information about her lover? Not even a photo. The other party might not be a middle-aged uncle.]
[plus one. Otherwise, he would not have refused to disclose it.]
Refusing to reveal the news of your lover... Have you eaten your rice
Zhu Qing'an backhanded a report, and was very pleased to see that this rumor-spreading Weibo was blocked.
Zhu Qing'an returned to his homepage interface.
Open the text box for sending Weibo, and upload the photo sent by Qin Hengyi.
He looked at the various PS software that came with Weibo, automatically ignored it, and subconsciously sent the photos.
[Zhu Qing'an V: My boyfriend. #picture#]
Not long after Weibo was posted, comments grew at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Zhu Qing'an just wanted to click in to view it, but the Weibo screen went black.
It may be... There are too many people logging in at once, and the server needs to slow down.
It's a pity that Zhu Qing'an didn't see everyone's evaluation of Qin Hengyi in time.
He lay on the bed bored, rolled up the quilt and rolled a few times. Finally get out of bed and go to the refrigerator to see if there is any snacks I can make.
There is a bag of mung beans in the refrigerator. He took out mung beans, intending to cook a bowl of refreshing and delicious mung bean paste for himself.
Mung beans are soaked in water, sprinkled with a handful of white sugar, and boiled in a pot.
Zhu Qing'an took advantage of the spare time, sat on the sofa, and opened "False Love".
The lower left corner of "False Love" shows his unused bonus items.
[New Clothes X1]
[Unknown reward X1 (?)]
Apparel... ? Check it out next time you enter the game.
What is the unknown reward
Zhu Qing'an was wondering, the mung beans in the kitchen were cooked.
He got up and opened the steaming pot. The deliciously colored mung beans are cooked soft and glutinous, but the grains are distinct, which looks delicious and refreshing.
He put the mung beans in a bowl, put them aside to cool, and then put them in the refrigerator for quick freezing. After taking it out, the whole bowl of mung bean paste exuded a refreshing white air. He tasted it lightly, and the sweetness accompanied by the aroma of mung beans was refreshing.
When he has time, he can make Qin Hengyi a bowl of mung bean paste.
He returned to the sofa with mung bean paste in his hands, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a new frame popping up on the game interface.
[This game already knows the player's thoughts! Added game benefit X1.]
[This game can provide all the scene production technology in the game free of charge for post-production of the film.]
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
He was dazed for a while, his head was buzzing, and he blinked his eyes to make sure that he read correctly.
Afterwards, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his cheeks quickly flushed with excitement.
—If such late-stage technology can be obtained. The film is basically solid.
Zhu Qing'an quit the game, and quickly opened the private message with her director.
[Zhu Qing'an: Me! I found the right post-production team! !]
[Director Li:...]
[Director Li: Really?]
[Zhu Qing'an: Really. I can discuss it with you this afternoon.]
[Director Li: OK. Thank you.]
If it were someone else, he would think that the other party was teasing him.
But this time it was Zhu Qing'an. Who is Zhu Qing'an? The background behind it is something he will never see in his life.
Zhu Qing'an closed the private mailbox, always feeling that she had forgotten something. At the same time, he also received a message reminder from Weibo.
After the Weibo server was repaired, all kinds of comments on Qin Hengyi's photos flooded in.
At the same time, Qin Hengyi also learned about his little lover showing him off online.
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The red envelope has been sent, this chapter continues.
Guess what An An forgot? ///V//
Double update today.