An Expert Is actually By My Side

　　 The crew of "Kalan Rain" finally started the set.

　　 According to Director Tian, ​​he plans to restore a Jialan Temple 1:1 on that hill, or a small soil slope, and then build a miniature Luoyang ancient street along the lake.

　　 And some of the later shots of the film have also begun to be shot simultaneously.

　　 According to Director Tian, ​​he intends to shoot this movie from the back to the front.

　　 That is, first shoot from Luoyang, which is deserted in troubled times, and then shoot Luoyang in that prosperous world.

　　Although he was a little worried that this guy would spend all his budget on the set, Hao Yun thought he wouldn't have to spend money on his own anyway, so he just let him go.

　　 Soon the time shifted to the beginning of October.

　　 It has been unknowingly a month since the day he dragged his suitcase and stepped into the Jiangda campus.

　　 And that should come, after all, it still has to come, and there is no way to escape...

　　 "Get up quickly and send out clothes."

　　 Hearing the clamor from the door of the dormitory, Lao Zheng, who had been all night long last night, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

　　 "Clothes? What clothes?"

　　 put a large bag of woven bags on the ground, and Old Zhu grinned and wiped his sweat.

　　 "Military training clothes! What else can it be?"

　　 Old Zheng said bitterly, "Can you not train?"

　　 Liang Ziyuan glanced at him.

"Do you think that's possible?"

　　 Military training is the old tradition of the Xia State. As the top school in the middle of Xiazhong area, Jiang University implements it especially strictly.

　　 Unless you have a bandage on your hands like Xu Xiaoruan's, you can't escape a big or small cold.

　　 Hao Yun did not participate in the topic of the three.

Because just now, lying on the bed, he crushed the memory fragment that was exchanged for 25 million. The memory that rushed like a mountain torrent almost didn't knock him over. The whole person was dumbfounded for a while. Recovered.

　　【Unlock Memory·Fiction: "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman"】

　　 "......?"

　　 Why did you draw this novel?

　　 "Brother Yun, what size do you want? The clothes are all here. I have to pick them now while I have all kinds of numbers."

　　 Lao Zhu's voice came from under the bed, interrupting Hao Yun's thoughts.

　　 glanced at the bundle of woven bags on the ground, he said casually.

　　 "Bring me the biggest one."

　　 Hearing the answer from the bed, Zhu Kening was taken aback and asked: "The biggest? XXL? Are you sure?"

　　 At this size, this guy can be worn as a robe, right?

　　 "I have an L size." Old Zheng was rather diligent, and when he heard of the distribution, he ran off the bed.

　　 It was also when he published the book, and it seems that this guy is the most active at this time.

　　 "October has not been much hotter, mainly for the sun. When that happens, you will know why you chose the bigger one."

"Hey, what you said... seems to make sense," Zheng Xueqian hesitated for a while, threw away the clothes in his hand, and took a big one. "Then I'm going to be XXL too. What about the shoes? Should I be a bigger size? "

　　 "It will always be better than one size smaller."

　　 "Will it be loose?"

　　 "Don't worry, your feet will be swollen in the back. And you will usually stuff your feet with things in it, and you'll know when that happens."

　　 "Fuck," Zheng Xueqian's face changed slightly, "Is it so miserable?"

　　 Zhu Kening coughed: "...Don't scare Old Zheng, I heard it's not that scary, it's just a little bit tired."

　　 Hao Yun sighed, "I hope."

　　 To be honest, he has already participated once in his previous life, and he really doesn't want to participate in this life. What do you say about training willpower and cultivating collective consciousness, can you actually manage half a semester? It may not take three months, everyone should go again.

　　 The only useful point is probably to narrow the relationship between the students in the same class.

　　 After all, when I get to university, the distance between people is really far. Maybe after four years of class together, I can't remember this person with my graduation photo in the end. It's also possible.

　　 But again, what can I do if I know each other?

　　 Hao Yun vaguely remembered that after graduating from his previous life, let alone a classmate, he had never seen his roommate again.

　　It's not completely emotional.

　　The main reason is that everyone is too busy...

　　 "How do you understand this?"

　　 Seeing Liang Ziyuan, who was lying on the other side of the bed, looked towards him, Hao Yun, who stopped recalling the fragmentary memories, thought for a while, and said casually.

　　 "Checked it online."

　　 I didn’t know whether I believed it or not, Liang Ziyuan did not continue to ask, but Zhu Kening and Lao Zheng exchanged their sights, their faces were full of these three words: disbelief.

　　 "I don't believe it, do you believe it?"

　　 "I don't believe it either!"

　　 "Brother, let me tell you, military training is very hard. You must pick a bigger piece of clothing."

　　 "Oh, I hate it."

　　 The sound of "Oh," almost killed Old Zheng. He was arching his waist as if he had eaten his stomach, and his smile was squeezed out.

　　 "Fuck, old Zhu, you...hahahahahaha, I'm dying, I almost got it out for you overnight."

　　 Zhu Kening chuckled, "Each each other."

　　 Liang Ziyuan: "...Puff."

　　 Hao Yun: "……"

　　草!

　　 These dogs are really endless!

　　……

　　 After a lot of noise, the clothes for military training are finally finished.

　　 Old Jura got on to Old Zheng, and the two of them dragged their woven bags to another bedroom.

　　 There is a squad leader in the dormitory, I guess that's good, no matter what the division is, I will pick it first.

　　 But Hao Yun doesn't care about this.

　　 After all, he owes 15 million yuan, so he still cares about a set of clothes and a pair of shoes?

　　 He hasn't gotten out of bed all the time, he is closing his eyes tightly, searching for the memory previously unlocked from the system intensively.

　　Good fellow, it is actually "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman"!

　　 The three memories unlocked before Hao Yun hasn't figured out how to realize it, and now he has unlocked another awesome thing.

　　According to his vague memory, this novel written in the previous period of the Republic of China is not simple.

　　 Wen Rui'an commented that it used unconstrained imagination to bring martial arts novels into a realm of fantasy. Ni Kuang called it "the world's first bizarre book", a collection of modern popular literature, which is far beyond the four-character "wuxia novel".

　　 In fact, its various settings are not really like martial arts novels, but are more regarded as the originator of fairy-xia novels.

Whether it is from the description of sceneries, strange and strange things, magic weapons, flying swords, and main characters, or concepts such as "primordial spirit" and "three generations of cause and effect" evolved from Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, or his pioneering "ancient cave adventure", Both can be called pioneering classics.

　　 The martial arts, artifacts, even names, story segments and scene descriptions in it have also been borrowed heavily by later novels.

　　Especially the most typical magic weapon of falling from a cliff. Although Hao Yun can't remember which one it is, he still remembers that Mr. Jin has the most true biography.

　　 And in fact it is true.

　　 The development of new-style martial arts novels such as the later generations of Mr. Jin can be seen more or less in the shadow of this book.

　　 Some people say it is the classic of mountains and seas in modern times, and some people call it the hundred years of loneliness in China.

　　 But Hao Yun feels that this book is more like the "Xinhua Dictionary" of modern martial arts novels.

　　 The only pity is that this book ended up being an eunuch.

　　The two main lines of the whole book, one is regarded as the third Emei sword fight, which is regarded as the great battle between good and evil, and the other is the forty-nine calamity related to the personal fate of the monk, and it is really regrettable that they have no end.

　　 In fact, to be honest, Hao Yun did not finish reading this book, at least not in his memory.

　　 But the magic is that the memory that was unlocked is as if the content of the entire book, along with those memories that do not belong to him, were directly carved into his mind.

　　 As long as you close your eyes and remember with your heart, Hao Yun can not only clearly recall the context of the plot, but can even remember exactly which chapter and which paragraph is written.

　　 It's just four million words, which is too long. Just reviewing the unlocked memory quickly from beginning to end took him a lot of time.

　　 opened his eyes in disbelief, and Hao Yun, who was still in pain in the back of his head, muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

　　 "It's incredible...It feels like memorizing the entire book."

　　 Although the market of Xia Guo's martial arts novels in this life is also very prosperous~www.ltnovel.com~ has evolved countless writing genres, all kinds of creativity flourish, but think about it carefully...

　　 It seems that there is really no fairy?

　　 Even if the script created by Wang Xingkai’s screenwriter before has some settings such as gods and Buddhas in the background, it only focuses on the rendering of mysticism without the concept of comprehension.

　　 In short, God is God, and the boundary between man and God is insurmountable.

　　 Gao Wu's worldview, the general martial arts practiced to the extreme, can defeat thousands of people, can break a thousand troops, but he is just a powerful individual.

　　 As for what kind of sword splits mountains and rivers, waved hands to boil the sea, snapped the stars and shattered this kind of crazy brain, no one seems to consider integrating it into martial arts novels.

　　 If this book is restored, maybe it will really bring a different inspiration to Xia Guo's martial arts novels.

　　 If you inspire one or two great writers and harvest a wave of attribute points, it will be a **** profit!

　　 At the thought of this, Hao Yun, who was lying on the bed, breathed in excitement.

　　 "Anyway, I'm idle. I'll take the time to write a few during the military training..."

　　 The content of the whole book is in my head.

　　 There is no trouble in conceiving plots and choosing words and sentences.

　　 The only restriction is his hand speed.

　　 As for another reward of the task-that is, the gem of doom...

　　 Hao Yun hasn't figured out where to use it for the time being.

　　 Although I am very curious about how awesome this thing is, it would be too unkind to find someone to experiment.

　　 Hao Yun himself is a person of more Buddhism, and he rarely gets enemies in his life.

　　 If he can, he hopes that the thing will always lie with his belongings, and it is best to never use it...