Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

However, the boss was already used to his sister's unreliability, and he sighed, "Fine, fine... I'll let you have some fun. How much do you want?"

"Hmm." The black-haired girl rubbed her hands together cautiously and tentatively asked, "How about a hundred first..."

Seeing that the boss's expression remained normal, she immediately changed her words, saying, "One thousand..."

The boss's expression remained unchanged, and the black-haired girl immediately said in a deep voice, "Twenty million pounds, art comes at a price."

Two million pounds.

What does this number mean?

The Black Dragon Armor is an ultimate war weapon that transcends its time. A single set costs ten million pounds, equivalent to one-fiftieth of the Seven Stars Breaking Army ship.

The Seven Stars Breaking Army is the most expensive aircraft carrier in the world, bar none.

Twenty million. Miss Yin would have to work for 250,000 months, more than 20,000 years, which is roughly five "times in human history".

This figure directly shocked the three people standing to the side. Jiu Yi was an old pauper with almost no savings. Ying Qin Guan, although not short of money, didn't have much either. Naifei Tian, ​​on the other hand, did some mental calculations and realized that 20 million was enough for him to be sentenced to death several times over.

—As the director of the State Security Department, he did indeed accept a considerable amount of money. But twenty million, two sets of Black Dragon armor, and one-twenty-fifth of an aircraft carrier—even if he had the guts of a god, he wouldn't dare accept that!

"Twenty million? What do you need ten million for? I only have five million here, I'll give you one million. There's five hundred thousand in this card, take it." The boss said, taking out a bank card, and said earnestly, "I don't ask anything of you for doing this, just don't lose money. If you can't earn back twenty million in the end, you can jump off a building to atone for your sins..."

These words would bring tears to the eyes of loan sharks, instantly reducing their 20 million to 500,000.

The black-haired girl completely ignored what the boss was about to say and chuckled, "Could you have a little more?"

She knew that 20 million was simply impossible. Although TV dramas and movies were just starting out, and the exact cost of making a film or TV series was uncertain, the boss certainly had a general idea of ​​the range.

Five hundred thousand is more than enough.

She initially set the price at 20 million, thinking that, like bargaining, she could be aggressive at the start and have more room to maneuver later. But the boss doesn't play those games. The black-haired girl misunderstood the rules of the game; she didn't have the right to negotiate with the boss in the first place.

"Five hundred thousand, that's all, not a penny more." The boss picked up the travelogue of the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin and said, "To be honest, five hundred thousand is nothing to me, but I don't think you can recoup this investment at all. If you want me to give you more money, you'll at least have to produce some results first."

"Five hundred thousand...that's fine too." The black-haired girl, having suffered a setback, finally felt superior and didn't dare to continue bargaining.

"You still only have the script in your head, so you're probably clueless about everything else. Go find Ahe. She can handle all the miscellaneous tasks for you, including turning your scattered ideas into a decent script, and... I'll be in charge of casting the lead actor."

The black-haired girl wanted to argue her point: movies and TV series are different. Movies are usually one and a half to two and a half hours long, and establishing a character and telling a story in such a short time places extremely high demands on the protagonist. Of course, the black-haired girl didn't realize this yet; she just wanted to take all the power into her own hands and complete a creation "of her own," which is perfectly understandable. Nobody likes to be influenced by others, even if that person is your sugar daddy or sucker.

Finally... of course, it's completely useless.

The black-haired girl left with the bank card, leaving only four men in the ward.

Jiu Yi gave Ying Qin Guan a sour nudge, "There are a lot of people who want to make a movie about you."

Nephalem forced a smile, "This kind of thing, maybe someone will give it to me after I'm gone..."

—Jiuyi might appear in history books in the future, but it's highly unlikely anyone will make a movie about him; the same goes for Nephalem. However, it's certainly possible someone will make a movie about him, after all, legendary agents are Hollywood's favorite.

The boss looked at Ying Qin Guan. He sensed that all three of them knew what he was going to say, so all he had to do was say it.

"What does Teacher Ying think?"

He smiled faintly:

"How about we pretend to be ourselves?"

Chapter Thirteen, December

Knowing Ying Qin's identity required a certain social standing. However, it wasn't that a high social standing guaranteed knowledge, nor was it necessarily true that a low social standing would prevent one from knowing.

Take Wu Changying, for example. As the head of the Martial Arts Department at the Imperial Academy, his status is certainly not low—the Imperial Academy is the highest institution of learning in the Seven Luminaries, a stable SSR production machine. However, he's now a withered skeleton, old and frail. To say he has a high status is a stretch; it's more accurate to say he's of a high generation. Yet, he knows everything because he's tight-lipped and has a relatively stable political stance—his political stance is that he has no political stance, which is precisely the political stance the emperor prefers. Jiu Yi is the same.

For example, Jifa's father was a descendant of a founding grand duke, but no one knew about him.

The boss knew Ying Qin Guan's identity; although he hadn't revealed it, it wasn't exactly a secret. Otherwise, why would he have given away that card? Now that he'd said that, none of the three were surprised. When the boss announced his departure from the main role, they had already guessed what he was planning.

Of course, all of this depends on Ying Qin Guan's decision.

But Ying Qin Pass... is almost at Bengbu.

No one, absolutely no one, could have imagined this.

That is...

I don't know what movie is about Ying Qin Pass.

These three men had been in contact with Ying Qin for quite some time, yet at this moment, they couldn't fathom this detail. It was common knowledge to them; how could anyone be unaware of such common sense?

However, there really is.

Damn! You guys have been chatting here for ages, and I still don't know what a movie is!

Forget about the main character! Tell me what the movie is about first!

Can't someone explain this to me?

But now, is he really going to admit that he didn't understand what they were talking about at all?

Please, man, there are some things you just can't say, even if it kills you.

Ying Qin Guan's expression remained unchanged; he maintained his cold and aloof demeanor, appearing every bit the composed and sage. However, inwardly he was frantically trying to remake things.

"It's a novel experience, and it's worth a try."

—Although I don’t know exactly what making movies is all about, I can just go along with what the boss just said. I play cards at the board game parlor every day, and I’ve contributed to the boss’s villa and mistress. He can’t possibly cheat me, can he?

“That would be perfect.” The shopkeeper nodded and smiled. “Then, please wait for Ah He’s contact in the future. That girl is very reliable… except for the mooncakes she makes.”

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Afterwards, Ying Qin Guan made several inquiries and finally understood what a "movie" was.

"So that's what it is..."

"Letting me play myself...that's really subtle."

Lacking relevant experience, Ying Qin Guan couldn't immediately determine whether "making a movie" was an interesting endeavor. It wasn't too late to back out now, as the boss seemed quite agreeable. But playing himself felt like a truly unique experience.

In addition, Ying Qin Guan had not read any other "Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin" novels on the market. This time, it seemed that the boss's sister wanted to film her past stories. Ying Qin Guan wondered what was so interesting about filming her past. She was curious and wanted to know how they would make it up. In addition, she had already promised the boss, so she did not go back on her word and agreed to the matter.

Before you knew it, it was December. Ying Qin Guan's second semester at the Imperial Academy was coming to an end. Nocturne had put on a few high-intensity shows. This riddle master was particularly fond of riddles, and each time he had Ying Qin Guan on edge, afraid that people would find out that he was a riddle master.

The teachings on the Void Time Exquisite Sword are progressing steadily, but as things stand, it will be a long time before it can be put into actual combat. It all depends on each person's comprehension and destiny.

As for the movie, after the conversation at the hospital, the boss never talked to Ying Qin Guan about it again, as if the matter never existed. However, for the past half month, Ying Qin Guan had not been able to see A He at the Royal Hospital. It seemed that even a super worker with 25 hours a day plus the ability to be in two places at once could not maintain so many jobs at the same time.

News came from Time and Space Kill that Ying Qin Guan had finally chosen his version of the general, the one with the Void Time/Consciousness Slash. Time and Space Kill invited Ying Qin Guan to participate in the production of the voice card, and also stated that after the voice card was completed, the general would be officially added to the card pool. However, because he had to go to another country, Ying Qin Guan couldn't spare the time for the moment and could only leave this matter for the winter break.

In addition, it seems that Jiu Yi has really left the board game hall. Ying Qin Guan occasionally sees him in the martial arts arena and feels that his mental state is somewhat different. This makes the empty-nest old duck feel quite lonely. Fortunately, there are still many students supporting him, so he doesn't feel too bored.

Nephalem would occasionally come to the board game arcade to play a couple of games with Ying Qin Guan; his job wasn't exactly a sinecure. But Nephalem could treat it as a sinecure because, as a legendary agent of the Seven Luminaries Empire, the position of Director of the State Security Department was actually compensation from the Seven Luminaries Empire for the years he had risked his life for them.

He would occasionally chat with Ying Qin Guan about national affairs, complaining about certain small countries. The Black Dragon Capital had always been controlled by the five permanent members of the UN Security Council, prohibiting entry to personnel from other countries. This was both to monopolize the Black Dragon's research results and to prevent people from other countries from being affected by the radiation from the apocalypse. That thing was very strange; if the radiation protection suits weren't up to par, no one knew what would happen if they went in. However, recently, several countries had united to demand permission from the five permanent members to explore the ruins of the Black Dragon Capital.

In the words of a Nephalem, "If I were a secret agent, this would be the time for me to step in and warn certain people."

Ying Qin Guan didn't quite understand. In fact, exploring the Black Dragon Ruins and obtaining the technology within was the only chance for a small country to overtake others in terms of technological level. However, the five permanent members of the UN Security Council would naturally not give them this opportunity.

"I hope they don't do anything irrational, as it would be bad for everyone, especially for a retired person like me..."

—Although Nephalem has retired, the Seven Luminaries cannot afford not to use someone like him.

In December, just as Ying Qin Guan was about to forget about the movie, Ahe began to advertise for actors. This industry chain was not yet formed, and every step was extremely difficult. Apart from Ahe, the boss did not provide any further assistance from his professional team.

Afterwards, Ahe contacted Ying Qin Guan and gave him a script, asking him to memorize the lines first, estimating that filming would begin soon.

Ying Qin Guan had been waiting for this script for a long time. After getting his hands on it, he didn't even play the cards much. He went back to his dormitory and started playing, intending to see what kind of thing this black-haired girl had written.

Chapter Fourteen: A Lingering Nightmare

Mid-December.

Ah-He was busy with everything, writing the script, finding people, finding actors, preparing equipment, finding locations, and gathering extras. After working for more than a month, doing 25 hours a day at a high intensity, she managed to do the work of a hundred people. Finally, she managed to get everything ready, and the film, which was not yet named, was about to officially start filming.

Before the official start, the black-haired girl who was both the director and screenwriter found a hotel and decided to host a banquet for everyone, to give them a pep talk and paint a rosy picture. Those she invited included the main actors, key support staff, lighting technicians, costume designers, and so on. It's worth noting that at this time, there was no advanced special effects technology. Therefore... now, and for the foreseeable future, everyone was forced to become a practical effects fanatic.

Although Ahe was busy with everything, the black-haired girl couldn't help but feel excited as the movie was about to start filming and she was about to fulfill her great, historic dream.

This is a historic moment, just like when Time Killer Company took a desperate gamble and decided to produce a novel, ultimately reviving itself and becoming a dominant entertainment company on the mainland.

She looked around and, taking advantage of the fact that the food hadn't been served yet, decided to say a few words.

Zhu Huan cleared her throat, drawing everyone's attention to herself.

She plans to talk about her original intention in creating this film... even though the film may actually be made by A-He, so it doesn't matter whether she's in it or not.

"Zhao Yunxian made an indelible contribution to the school of nameless swordsmen in Southern Qin. She explained many inexplicable points, and many people agree with her explanations, which is both a good thing and a bad thing."

"The good thing is self-evident, but the bad thing is that Ji Li, the character she created, has gained widespread recognition. Many people believe that if the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin were still alive, he would be like Ji Li. This is a stereotype that has made the character of the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin, whose true nature is unknown, a stereotype."

"We all know that the Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin, as a god-level martial artist whose fame rivals that of the God of War, is bound to become a major IP... You may not know what an IP is for now. But you will understand what I mean later. What I want to say is that the image of the Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin should not be fixed on 'Ji Li'. This would be a huge disaster."

"I think the image of the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin should be more diverse."

"So, I decided to make a bold attempt."

"I'm sure most of you have read the script to some extent. I intend to break away from the stereotypes surrounding Ji Li. Therefore, I've set up the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin as an ordinary young man who grew up in the countryside..."

"I object!"

Before Zhu Huan could finish speaking, a strong voice of opposition came from below. Everyone looked over and saw that the speaker was none other than the main character in and out of the play, the actor who played the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin, and also the actor himself, Ying Qin Guan.

He was the first to jump out and shout, "Director, I, Ying, think this setting is inappropriate!"

When Zhu Huan faced Ying Qin Guan, she lacked confidence. Firstly, she had suffered a major setback when she first met Ying Qin Guan, and secondly, he was the designated protagonist of her sugar daddy's group. With the double suppression of martial arts and status, her voice quickly became softer, no longer as impassioned as before.

"There's something I'm not satisfied with... I feel it's written pretty well."

As Ahe helped her organize her scattered thoughts into a complete story, a weary expression appeared on her face. Even she didn't want to go through that kind of work again.

"This!" Ying Qin Guan slammed his fist on the script. "I have no problem with the protagonist being born in the countryside. But why make him illiterate? Is that reasonable? How can an illiterate person learn martial arts?!"

"This doesn't make sense!"

Ying Qin Guan was menacing, as if the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin had suffered a great insult.

"Why are you so agitated?" Zhu Huan calmed down and said, "Whether he is illiterate or not actually has no impact on the whole movie. But since I want to create a character that is separate from Ji Li, I need to be as different from him as possible. And whether he is illiterate or not doesn't matter at all. With the achievements of the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin, these things that would be a disadvantage for ordinary people are irrelevant to him."

Justified and convincing.

The legendary achievements of the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin turned many things that would normally be "minus points" into "plus points." It's like how being a beggar is definitely a minus for an ordinary person. But if you start as a beggar and become an emperor, isn't that a hundred times more awesome than someone who usurped the throne?