Unbeknownst to everyone, a new micro-movie suddenly appeared on the Internet, and then it was drowned out by countless traffic.

It can only be found in some small and unknown corner of the P station.

In fact, it's not that Xin Yi doesn't publicize it.

It's really unnecessary, this micro-movie is just used as an introduction to let everyone have an impression of zombies.

And if you don't make money, what is the propaganda for.

Xin Yi won't tell everyone that he is too lazy to publicize that, so there is no publicity,

The only thing he did was lie on the bed and use his tablet to go through the videos he had taken.

It's still the coquettish name.

Little White Dragon in the Waves,

Well, I did a great job.

Xin Yi looked at the actress with teeth and claws, and nodded slightly.

I just wanted to close the web page, but my phone rang.

"What's that sound?"

Xin Yi scratched his head.

WeChat is not WeChat, and SMS is not SMS.

Xin Yi didn't think it would be the sound of someone commenting on the video.

Fool whom.

This has just been uploaded.

But he glanced at the message in the upper right corner.

"Your micro-film is so good-looking, if you are interested in selling the copyright, please contact WeChat xxxxxx"

Originally, Xin Yi was quite happy to see it before, but when he saw the content behind it, he felt disgusted.

Scammers undoubtedly.

Xin Yi quickly typed out a line, thought about it and deleted it.

After all, it was a movie made by himself, and if he was picked up in the future, he might be warned with a yellow card.

The trolls were cool for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

Xin Yi comforted himself repeatedly.

In the end, I still couldn't figure it out, so I deleted the reply.

Out of sight, out of mind.

And then there's the second one,

"Where did you come from, stupid, dare to use this name, do you think you are Xin Yi?"

It seems that he is still a fan of himself,

But I scolded myself like this, I couldn't bear it, delete it!

"Damn, what the hell is this shooting. ”

The first two are fine, but the third one is too much,

You actually say that what I photographed is not good-looking?

Delete!

Delete!

Delete!

Looking at the empty interface, Xin Yi nodded with satisfaction.

Comfortable.

I turned on my computer leisurely, searched for a random comedy movie, and laughed.

And on the other side,

Xu Ruofan also opened the P station in a timely manner.

As a staff member of Station P, his responsibility is to screen out those videos that do not conform to the core values of society every day.

For example, H color, such as black.

At the same time, he is also responsible for screening out excellent videos and recommending them according to the process.

After all, video depends on the platform of station P, and the platform of station P also needs excellent video content to attract traffic.

After all, this is an era where traffic is king.

But how difficult it is to find high-quality video resources.

"It's better to watch "Get Out! Tumor Jun" again. ”

Xu Ruofan thought as he scanned the video.

Open one casually, and the progress bar drags all the way to the end, relying on the flashed clips to decide whether it is harmonious or not.

"Chicken, you're too beautiful?"

"Grab Brother Mai?"

There is nothing new, and sure enough, it is some so-called ghost animal video.

This kind of ghost animal video that is edited out,Although it's quite interesting to watch it for the first time.,But after watching too much, I really don't think it's meaningful.。

Even like Xu Ruofan, he vaguely wants to vomit when he sees this kind of ghost animal video now.

"I hope to get off work today. ”

Xu Ruofan sighed.

I opened the next video.

"Garbage. ”

"Garbage. ”

"Garbage. ”

When turning to a certain video, Xu Ruofan, who was originally drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

What is that white figure that flashes by?

That seems to be?

Xu Ruofan dragged the progress bar to the beginning for the first time today.

Not a single comment, but there are already more than 50 views.

Could it be that the author brushed it himself?

Thinking of the touch of white inside, Xu Ruofan couldn't help but click on it again.

No title, no intro.

This is the feature of the short video of station p.

But this short video has a surprising title, and the name is not bad.

"Moving Forward with Loads"

Looking at this title, Xu Ruofan inexplicably remembered the text in the primary school textbook.

"The Porter on Mount Hua"

Could it be that this video is written about a porter?

Xu Ruofan continued to look back.

Hazy sight.

White shadows.

A burst of white light.

How is the scene outside the window, the blood on the car, the wounds on the hands, the blood on the clothes.

And the woman who was wobbly in the seat next to her.

Very skilled montage.

This must have been shot by a veteran who is proficient in filmmaking.

If it weren't for the self-knowledge of Station P, Xu Ruofan would definitely think that it was filmed by a big director.

Without him, after all, to shoot such a montage effect, it is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

The line of sight slowly cleared.

"Damn. ”

Xu Ruofan couldn't help but step back, just bumping into the editor-in-chief who poured coffee.

"What's the matter with you?"

The editor-in-chief asked Xu Ruofan while wiping the coffee on his body with paper.

After all, she also knows that although Xu Ruofan looks jumpy, his personality is very calm, and he is also very measured in his actions, so he will not do such a thing easily.

Before Xu Ruofan could answer, the editor-in-chief took the opportunity to look at his computer screen.

"Holy shit. ”

Another national scolding.

So the two people behind the aisle also poured blood mold, and the remaining half cup of coffee was spilled on their heads.

At this time, others came over at the same time.

"What's going on?"

Xu Ruofan glanced at the editor-in-chief and found that she had no intention of objecting, so he adjusted the progress to the beginning again.

When the screen plays back here.

A "fuck me" sounded at the same time.

"What the hell is this?"

A colleague couldn't help but ask.

But no one responded, and everyone was busy watching the plot unfold.

And then the male protagonist climbed out of the car with a roll, and he was very embarrassed.

But no one laughed at the male protagonist.

They are asking themselves if they encounter this situation, will they be more unbearable than the male protagonist.

But a shadow lingers in their hearts, is the bite mark on the male protagonist's hand at the beginning bitten by this monster?

What will happen to him?

I haven't thought it through yet, but I found that the male protagonist ran to the car again, and he couldn't open the back door.

"Is he going to take the money?"

Still no one responded.

Everyone's hearts were captured by this plot.

It wasn't until the male protagonist leaned on the car with the baby in his arms and the monster fell to the ground that everyone understood.

It turned out that he had gone to save his son or daughter.

It's strange to say.,The male protagonist didn't speak.,Didn't write.,But everyone just understood what he meant.。

So, along the way, the male protagonist blew up balloons to coax the baby, and everyone watched nervously all the way.

Until the male protagonist finally fell to the ground.

He's going to turn into a monster.

The editor-in-chief covered his mouth, as if he couldn't bear to watch what was next.

The person next to him too.

The next plot must be that the man turns into a monster and eats his child.

How pathetic.

However, no, the next scene brought everyone to tears.

The male protagonist carries a bag of carrion with a stick, carries his child on his back, and uses a balloon to attract the child's attention.

And so he staggered forward.

Although I don't know what kind of monster this is, there is a thought in everyone's hearts.

Zombie.

Let's call him the "walking corpse".

But how could this walking corpse have such wisdom and know how to protect his children in this way?

But the child has not been saved after all, and everyone is still nervous.

Until the male protagonist suddenly fell to the ground, a woman walked over, and there were other people who were also armed.

"Finally saved. ”

But the woman did not hear the voice of the person at the scene, and looked at the stick in front of the man and the carrion in front of him in confusion, and walked back.

"There's a baby. ”

The editor-in-chief was in a hurry, so he shouted directly at the screen.

No one laughed at her, and in fact they wanted to stop the woman.

But it was also at this time.

The silence was pierced by the cry of a baby.

The staff of Station P also cheered.

"Xu Ruofan, how do you plan to promote this video?"

When the cheers fell a little, the editor-in-chief asked Xu Ruofan.

Xu Ruofan thought about it,

"Editor-in-chief, why don't we test the waters first?"

The colleague next to me listened, but no one interjected.

"It's still too conservative, and I recommend it directly on the whole platform. ”

The editor-in-chief thought about it and said directly.

"But. Xu Ruofan just wanted to say something.

"This could be an opportunity for us to turn around. ”

The editor-in-chief walked away quickly, without looking back.

"I'll go to the leader and say, you can arrange it immediately. ”