Meng Fanzhu, who was completely excited, couldn't wait to push open the door, and the room was clear at a glance. A single wooden table was leaning against the opposite wall, and under the window next to the door was a wooden table and a wooden chair, and there was an oil lamp on the table.

The most amazing thing is that the oil lamp is lit, and the flame the size of a broad bean emits a soft orange-red glow. Meng Fanzhu found himself staring at the flames, and his heart would gradually be filled with a kind of warm spring-like joy, which came from the heart, and could make him forget his troubles, as if as long as there was this little flame, he would no longer have to worry about darkness, cold and loneliness.

On the right side of the wall is a soft couch resembling a tatami mat, on which is placed a simple and elegant wooden coffee table, with a blue futon placed on each side. The wall on the left was an entire wall of bookshelves, but it was empty, and there were not a single book.

A little disappointed, I thought I would find some treasures, but I found nothing but the oil lamp and a few pieces of furniture. It's not satisfying to get a space by accident, I'm too greedy!

Meng Fanzhu patted his face, and the touch on his face told him that his body was real, not the previous situation of just consciousness.

This is a space that belongs to oneself, and it is the study space that comes with the system.

Walking back to the grass in front of the door, sitting on the thick grass felt as comfortable as sitting on a Persian blanket. It is soft, and the tip of the nose still brushes the slightest hint of grass from time to time. It was so comfortable that I couldn't help but pick up a piece of grass and take it to my eyes. The veins are distinct, the texture is clear, and the verdant is like jade.

"It's true!" put it in his mouth and chewed it, and there was a hint of sweetness in the grass.

Lying down with your hands behind your head, the sky was blue, but there was no sun, no clouds, and no wind. The three sides of the study house are covered with lush forests, and behind the house there are shadows of mountains that seem to be mountains, and in the distance in front of the pond is a blue beach that seems to be the sea and white, but it is all blurry and cannot be seen clearly. This space is a lot like the base of a mobile game Clash of Clans in my dream, except that it is not that big and there is no path to the outside world.

How long has it been since he came in! Meng Fanzhu, who was enjoying the space comfortably, suddenly thought of what if his mother couldn't see him when she entered the house? Don't scare her mother, thinking of this, Meng Fanzhu's heart sank, and his excitement went away. I thought about returning, and sure enough, I was back in the bedroom and sitting at my desk.

Just as he was about to stand up, the door was pushed open, and the old mother complained as she walked in: "You kid, you call you so many times, and you don't answer, your ninth uncle is leaving"

It's really dangerous! Meng Fanzhu broke out in a cold sweat.

"Ah~, I wanted to shoot the plan just now, but I was too engrossed to listen" Meng Fanzhu scratched his head embarrassedly, although it was a white lie as a last resort, but he still made himself feel very guilty about lying to his mother.

Touching her eldest son's head dotingly, her mother said softly: "Why do you sweat so much, just do your best, don't put too much pressure on yourself if you want to help your father, my Duoduo is already very powerful." Let's go, send you Uncle Nine, we can't be rude. After speaking, he took Meng Fanzhu's hand and walked out of the bedroom.

Liu Mingkun had already changed his shoes, his face was tired, and when he saw Meng Fanzhu coming out, he squeezed out a smile: "Duoduo, Uncle Nine will rely on you this time." I haven't slept well in the past six months, and I can't stand it. Especially when I saw your plan just now, as soon as my nerves were relaxed, my sleepiness came up, and my eyelids were heavy, Uncle Nine went back to sleep first, let's start shooting tomorrow, this time we will definitely be a blockbuster!"

Sending Liu Mingkun away, my father sighed, how much suffering and how many sins he suffered in secret, is it really worth it?

Shaking his head, what's so good about his career! It's better to start your own business like this, the small company is not big, you can make a lot of money, and you can make your own decisions. The most important thing is to have time to spend with his wife and children, Duoduo and Lele are very sensible and filial. The father is kind and filial to the son, and he really doesn't change it for the hall level!

Meng Fanzhu didn't think about it so much, said hello to his parents, and went back to the house. Now is not a good time to explore the library, so let's finish the storyboard first.

In a 3-minute film, less than 50 shots need to be shot without the conventional lenses that already exist. Even if you shoot one piece a day, you can shoot it all the time, and in the post-production, plus stunts and lens compositing, 1 week is enough. So there is plenty of time, which is the benefit of having a clear mind, no need to take detours, and go straight to the goal.

Meng Fanzhu took out a stack of A4 paper, because in addition to drawing the composition of the shot, the location, time, angle and shooting method should also be marked, so a piece of paper can only draw one shot.

There are so many places to take pictures in Songjiang, such as the Flood Control Memorial Tower, Sophia Church, Sun Island, the site of Unit 731, the bridge across the river, and so on. 40 landmark buildings were carefully selected, of which the area around Central Avenue accounted for half of them, which saved the film crew the pain of traveling.

Retrieve the scene in your head and rotate it 360 degrees. Because frame-by-frame shooting is mainly to shoot the movement of light, the clouds surging, the traffic, and the stars, it is necessary to get up early and be greedy for darkness. From 11 o'clock to 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Fanzhu set it as a rest time, after all, his father led the team, and health should be the first priority.

Meng Fanzhu draws very quickly, on the one hand, he is confident and sure, and on the other hand, with his hand speed of writing 20,000 words per hour, he looks like an epileptic patient holding a pen and convulsing on paper from a distance.

It was completed in less than 3 hours, which is a god-fast battle! I looked up at the alarm clock on the table, and it was just over 9 o'clock in the evening.

resisted the temptation to enter the bookstore, and updated 10 chapters of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". Some book friends have left messages in the comment area, suggesting that the author finish the book at one time, and he will follow it if he doesn't sleep.

At 10 o'clock, the tired father had already fallen asleep with his mother in his arms, and Lele probably had already laid down.

Meng Fanzhu gently locked the door, took out a quilt covered in winter from the closet, rolled it up and placed it on the bed, and then covered it with a blanket, pretending to be the illusion that someone was lying there.

After everything is arranged, take a book in each hand, open the system, and click on the book icon. Ichihana was already standing in the position where he had left just now. I don't know why, as soon as he entered the study space, Meng Fanzhu felt inexplicably relaxed, as if the shackles of his soul were isolated from the space. I felt that my hand was gentle, and when I looked down, I saw that the two books had not been brought in. Back in the bedroom, I thought about it for a moment and put the book in the inventory. Re-enter the library and take the book out of the inventory in space. It was a bit of a hassle, but I managed to bring the book in.

When he entered the grass house and put the books on the bookshelf, he seemed to hear a cracking sound, which startled Meng Fanzhu, thinking that the bookshelf was in disrepair and was about to fall apart.

An information box pops up in front of me: there are two books in the library, which are of excellent quality and the space area has increased by two thousandths. (Note: The same work can only be deposited in one copy! 1 per million per copy for ordinary quality, 1 per 1/100,000 per book for good quality, 1/10,000 per book for excellent quality, 1 per 1 per 1000 per copy for excellent quality, 1 per 1 percent for each perfect quality)

(End of this chapter, read the next chapter)