Tokyo underground city

Chapter 151 Live Broadcast

To be honest, Lin Huai'en was still a bit dangerous at the moment when Huiqing's Fury collided with Nalan Mingde's Square Slash.

Because he had to use his weapon to block four powerful attacks very quickly, he almost failed to control the gray anger and let the long sword escape.

But Nalan Mingde's four skill levels are all very high. In contrast, his muscle strength is only at an average level, almost the same as Lin Huai'en who has all attributes added, only around 2.5.

After being transformed into a dagger, the Gray Fury has an obvious leverage advantage. In other words, the dagger is naturally a strong sword, and the weapons will definitely not suffer when the weapons collide.

In contrast, how to enter the inner circle of the long sword and attack the enemy is the difficulty of using the short sword——

In other words, the dagger was good at blocking, but not good at attacking.

But this point was completely covered up by Nalan Mingde's poor swordsmanship foundation.

With the help of [Sword Theory], he easily grasped the right moment, cut into Nalan Mingde's inner circle, and slit his throat.

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Thinking of this, Lin Huai'en looked at his skill list and felt very satisfied.

Although he is obviously not as good as Nalan Mingde in terms of explosive ability, he is at the top level when it comes to fighting against people.

And this is because his level is too low and he doesn't get some particularly good active skills.

According to Mummy Swordsman, the better the explorer's basic skills are, the easier it will be to obtain some extremely powerful active skills.

Although these active skills are still "functional skills" that Sen Yan said are "useless if not activated", once activated, they are enough to change the situation of the battle.

"Just like [Curse Return]... Only active skills of this level can be called [Functional Skills]."

Lin Huai'en is increasingly looking forward to his next few upgrades.

He didn't know what kind of [Functional Skill] the system was going to issue after rejecting three golden miscellaneous fish skills in a row.

Or to put it another way, even Lin Huai'en himself doesn't know what kind of [functional skills] can enter his eyes.

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Apart from that, he was quite satisfied with the performance of [Sword Theory].

Although very inconspicuous, Kenri's "timing" and "attack range" have been assisting him.

Especially when it comes to Nalan Mingde's various active skills, it's like cheating, playing with them in the palm of your hand.

"It's still at the bronze level now... I don't know what will happen after it evolves to the gold level."

Thinking of this, Lin Huaien once again confirmed one thing——

He chose [Sword Theory], and after receiving special training from the mummy swordsman, ordinary dungeon explorers were no longer his match.

"But...if it's a top team like Senyan...how big is the gap between me and them?"

Lin Huai'en thought subconsciously.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a somewhat dazzling gaze.

He turned his head subconsciously.

Mu En, who was dressed in white, looked at him calmly and nodded slightly.

On the other hand, after the sword fight, a group of people gathered around Nalan Mingde, but there was no one on his side.

Obviously, his victory was a complete surprise to others.

Most people are still evaluating the impact this result will have on subsequent filming.

As for Marilla and Hara Yumu who recommended him...

Yuan Ximu was hiding in the corner, with her back to everyone, not knowing what she was doing.

Marilla, on the other hand, mingled with the group of people who expressed condolences to Nalan Mingde and did not look at him.

"So...what is this...the loneliness of the winner..."

Lin Huaien sighed and looked above his head.

"Sure enough, if you want to use violence, you can change social relations or something..."

"Isn't it still unrealistic?"

However, social relations were still changed by him.

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Shen Wanshan drove everyone away. Even Yuan Ximu was sent by Shen Wanshan to prepare for the official shooting.

Lin Huai'en was the only one, facing the old man alone, feeling a little uncomfortable all over.

The old man stared at Lin Huai'en and said straight to the point:

"Did you deliberately make that person look like this?"

"How does it look like?" Lin Huai'en was a little confused, "You mean using a dagger?"

"No, 'Use a dagger' is a reminder for you. It's good to be able to see it, but it's nothing to be proud of. This is a basic skill. Every actor 'chosen by me' can understand this level of skill. guide."

Shen Wanshan deliberately re-read the words 'chosen by me'.

Lin Huai'en nodded, knowing that he was referring to "Yuan Ximu".

And Shen Wanshan continued: "I mean, why do you want to shape the swordsmanship instructor into such a...'slippery' existence?"

Shen Wanshan imitated Lin Huai'en and gestured: "For example, your sword-bending action, and sliding behind Nalan Mingde, pinching his jaw specifically, and 'stroking' him as if you were going to kiss him. Open his throat..."

Shen Wanshan's description was so accurate that Lin Huai'en was stunned for a moment.

But he still realized that the image he displayed should be somewhat beyond Shen Wanshan's imagination.

And Shen Wanshan is not a stubborn director. He will try to understand the actors' thoughts and figure out why they perform this role in the way they do -

That is the "subtext" in the actor's mind.

Lin Huai'en thought for a while and vaguely expressed his thoughts:

"How should I put it? At first, I wanted to make this character a bit vulgar, like Master Yoda in Star Wars - a short and agile old man."

"But... although Master Yoda fits the 'image in my mind', he does not fit the image of 'me'——"

Having said this, Lin Huai'en made some gestures on his body.

"Height, build, age, stuff like that."

"So I was thinking that the swordsman master would 'secretly teach' Feng Feng swordsmanship without any clear reason. Could it be because of his personality?"

"For example, he is more cynical and prefers to witness the growth of young people - something like that."

Lin Huaien noticed Shen Wanshan's expression and paused slightly.

"'Cynical and prefer to witness the growth of young people'..."

Shen Wanshan thought about what Lin Huai'en said: "In other words, he is not doing his job properly."

He raised his head, looked at Lin Huai'en, and nodded: "This is also a way of thinking."

"However, according to my original idea, the swordsman master and the princess should be a grandfather and grandson who have a very good relationship. The swordsman master only chose to secretly take care of Feng Feng at the princess's request."

"But this kind of thinking cannot reflect that he 'actively chose' Feng Feng."

Shen Wanshan said to himself, seeming to be immersed in the story: "If the 'active choice' cannot be reflected, the expressiveness of the story will be greatly weakened, so I was not prepared to shoot this scene..."

"But can it still be shaped like this..."

"It turns out that the swordsmanship coach is not an old man...but a young man in his twenties..."

"The genius swordsman... met Feng Feng. He cherished his talent and developed a special feeling..."

"That's why I started to take her seriously...and at that time I chose..."

Shen Wanshan nodded, murmured to himself, and walked away.

Lin Huai'en was left alone, standing there awkwardly.

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The official shooting starts in the afternoon.

The first card is the scene where Mu En and Her Royal Highness the Princess met in the courtyard of the General's Mansion.

Lin Huai'en watched for a while.

Ying Miling's performance is stable and normal, and she still looks like the self-pitying and narcissistic heroine.

But the whole body is covered with a heavy dress, as dazzling and gorgeous as a peony, enough to attract everyone's attention.

Even after she put on the bright lipstick, Lin Huaien would subconsciously forget that she was only sixteen years old.

On the other hand, Mu En's performance was also surprising.

The acting is very natural, and the image of a handsome young master matches Ying Miling very well.

Lin Huai'en could even feel the true love in Ying Miling's eyes.

However, compared to the enthusiasm of the princess, Mu En's acting skills have a sense of alienation that matches his identity——

Although he "enjoys" the princess' love, he has no intention of accepting her.

"The male protagonists of harem works seem to be like this. They seem to be nice to everyone, but in fact they are not really emotionally invested in a particular woman."

"Otherwise, the passion comes and goes quickly, just like a geyser. Every other plot, the target is changed."

Lin Huai'en looked at Mu En in the center of the set, feeling slightly conflicted.

At this moment, Lin Huaien felt someone poke him from behind.

He turned around with some surprise, but it was Yuan Ximu——

To be precise, it was Yuan Ximu who had dressed up as "Feng Feng".

The black-haired girl had already pulled up her long hair and combed it into a bun at the back of her head. According to the plot setting, a hair that was so gorgeous that it was not something a "servant" like Feng Feng should get. The golden tassel hairpin inserted in the bun is the reward of the "princess".

The original cloak and hunting attire were replaced by a short fighting outfit as black as ink. Two prop swords, "Moru" and "Minghui", which were imitated from first-class relics, were inserted into her belt. Her pale shoulders and warm jade-like legs were exposed, and they were bright and bright.

And her expression at this time was looking up at Lin Huai'en from bottom to top.

There is both the innocence and playfulness of a girl and the coolness and intoxication of an assassin.

For a time, everything was mixed together.

He couldn't help but take a step back.

Seeing him like this, Yuan Ximu chuckled, pulled the sleeves of the black waitress's uniform and twirled it in a circle:

"How about it? Isn't this look good?"

She pointed to the hairpin on her head: "Especially this hairpin, it is my favorite design——"

"Being the only finishing touch when the whole body is black."

"This character was suddenly upgraded from an ordinary sidekick to a supporting role."

"I think you are already very dazzling without this hairpin."

Lin Huai'en couldn't help but rub his nose.

Although Xu Qin's appearance is also very good, it is still far inferior to the "virtual character" based on "Sunset Xixue" like Yuan Ximu.

At least the feeling of crossing the boundary between time, space and fantasy and stepping into reality is something that even "normal Hara Yugure" cannot compare with.

She didn't speak, just standing there, she already had an aura that was very charming and made me feel pity for her.

Thinking of this, Lin Huaien couldn't help but glance at Ying Miling in the distance, and suddenly felt a little pity for her.

With a "valet" like Hara Yumu by her side, it would be difficult for moviegoers to focus on her as the heroine.

But no matter what Director Shen thought, at least Yuan Ximu didn't care about it. She lowered her head, the golden tassels on her head flowing gorgeously: "By the way, the old man asked me to inform you that you are qualified. Look at me tonight I’ll give you the script book. I’ll do a costume fitting tomorrow morning and start auditioning in the afternoon.”

"You only have one day in total. Whether you take the picture or not, we will leave the day after tomorrow in the morning."

"How's it going? Are you feeling nervous?"

Yuan Ximu tilted her head and looked at Lin Huai'en, with the corners of her mouth slightly twitching and her red lips unusually bright.

Lin Huai'en racked his brains, closed his eyes and muttered:

"Fortunately, I tried my best to act, and there's nothing I can do if I don't perform well."

"You are quite open-minded..."

Yuan Ximu murmured carefully, and then suddenly became excited: "That's right! Let me show you this!"

She said as she took out her cell phone from her belt.

"What's this?"

Lin Huai'en told himself not to pay attention to the fragrance of Yuan Ximu, looked at the screen, and asked cautiously.

"The results of the first pilot!"

The girl said proudly: "When you beat up Nalan Mingde, I broadcast your battle live - of course, with facial features shaved off - and it got more than 50 positive reviews!"

"Even the attention has increased by more than twenty!" She was as excited as a little rabbit.

"How many are the total audience?" he asked curiously.

"About 170, with a 30% positive rating."

Yuan Ximu glanced at the screen of her mobile phone and said with excitement:

"Although Sister Senyan told me that you are very strong, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Some people in the audience are speculating whether you are a professional swordsman of a certain rank and can actually defeat such a strong explorer."

A professional swordsman with a rank? Defeat "that strong" explorer?

Lin Huai'en tilted his head, feeling that he was full of question marks.

He quickly stopped Yuan Ximu: "Wait a minute, is Nalan Mingde very strong? What are the levels of explorers today?"

Yuan Ximu thought for a while and replied: "Among my classmates, you can be considered the strongest, right?"

"Nalan Mingde usually plays video games and goes to Wilderness House to look for strategies. When he reached level 20, he acquired the magic sword skill. In the general team of explorers, he can be regarded as a little ace. Bar."

With that said, Yuan Ximu read an audience comment to Lin Huaien:

[The skill connection speed is so fast. After the skill is forced to be activated, a large amount of physical strength will be drained in a short period of time. You have to aim at the correct target. If you neglect one angle, you will be out of position. If you use four skills in a row, you will still be in trouble. Being able to accurately aim at the desired target is already considered a master among ordinary explorers. 】

[However, the swordsman in black who fought against this magic swordsman was even more of a monster. He had no trace of using any skills. He only used a short sword to continuously cut into the blind spots of his skills, playing with this magic sword in an almost humiliating manner. scholar……】

[If I were that magic swordsman, I would be ashamed and want to commit suicide. 】

[The last one is the four-way slash...]

[Four Directional Slash is a very rare skill, but this is at least a gold-level Four Direction Slash... It was probably broken by the swordsman in black with his bare hands...]

[Maid maid, who is this person you photographed? Where did this monster appear from? ! 】

After reading the comments in the live broadcast room, Lin Huaien noticed that all these comments were barrage comments.

It seems that this is the only way to break through the word limit in the live broadcast room.

The discussion in the live broadcast room was very lively. At a glance, there were at least dozens of barrages offering rewards of around 10 yuan.

And this is why Yuan Ximu is so proud:

"Is the atmosphere good? I earned more than 300 yuan from this live broadcast. I will give you half of it later!"

Yuan Ximu patted Lin Huai'en on the shoulder very loyally, making him dumbfounded.

But he can also understand Yuan Ximu’s feelings——

After all, looking at the data growth in the live broadcast room is really not comparable to how much money you make.

[I suddenly remembered, do you think the live broadcast content is mainly based on Hara Yumu? (]