With the departure of Teacher Huang, only Jiang Huo, Xiaoyuan and Sun Ningxue were left in the entire nanny car.

Xiao Yuanwo was playing with her mobile phone on the sofa, Sun Ningxue looked at the script according to the content on the notice, Jiang Huo saw that the second daughter had no meaning to speak, and hurriedly gnawed the peach in her hand, and then climbed down the stairs to the second floor of the nanny car.

"I'll lie down and call me again at lunch." After Jiang Huo explained, he closed the partition of the second floor.

Lying on the simple bed, Jiang Huo stared at the system interface suspended in mid-air, and the whole person fell into confused thought.

The sudden memory and the huge impact on Jiang Huo also confirmed Jiang Huo's speculation from the side.

This dog system is indeed unpredictable, it can transmit the memories of virtual characters to Jiang Huo, so that Jiang Huo has the illusion of being possessed. Although this dog system did not use this technique to deprive Jiang Huo of his consciousness, this strange behavior that came and went without a trace also made Jiang Huo tremble.

"Hey......" Jiang Huo sighed, staring at the pale blue interface, and muttered to himself, "What is the purpose of transmitting these memories to me?" Do you just want to show that you are strong? Or do you want to tell me, don't be cranky, any act of resistance is like a grasshopper shaking a tree, vulnerable? ”

While Jiang Huo was talking to herself, she suddenly remembered the "Zhu Xian" character cards that she had opened from the random gift package before, and in each card, the life of the person concerned was recorded. Recalling the real scene in his mind, Jiang Huo suddenly had a chilling feeling. Since then, this dog system has been showing its power to Jiang Huo.

"Isn't it true that these worlds are real?" Jiang Huo's eyes were empty, flipping through Li Xiaoyao's memories.

The scenes surging in his mind gave Jiang Huo an immersive illusion.

After struggling for a long time, Jiang Huo did not get a satisfactory result.

No matter how much Jiang Huo was confused, this dog system did not bring her any response.

Just like at the beginning, the dog system, which could have solved Jiang Huo's doubts, fell silent again.

The sudden question was like an unsolved mystery, disturbing Jiang Huo's thoughts and forcing her to think wildly.

When eating lunch with everyone, Jiang Huo was also a little absent-minded and always distracted.

However, when Jiang Huo was filming in the afternoon, it was very normal, and she portrayed the role of Li Xiaoyao to the fullest.

The point is that in the process of participating in the filming, Jiang Huo suddenly found that when she was acting, the sense of possession of the intermediate level of acting had completely disappeared, and she completely relied on Li Xiaoyao's memory to truly interpret this role.

In addition to Jiang Huo, the surrounding staff also have such an illusion, Xiao Yuan, who has already read the original book many times, even rubbed his eyes, and when watching Jiang Huo's shooting, Xiao Yuan almost thought that Jiang Huo was Li Xiaoyao in the book.

Mr. Huang, who is familiar with the script, also has the same feeling, Mr. Huang, who was supposed to give a lecture to the actors, only needed the old god to sit next to him and watch Jiang Huo's performance when filming Jiang Huo's scenes.

The momentum that emanated from Jiang Huo's body had completely conquered Teacher Huang and the staff present.

In the next two months, Jiang Huo followed the crew to many places, filming according to the original paintings he had drawn.

During the filming of the fight scenes, Jiang Huo also hung Weiya many times. Jiang Huo, who thought that Hanging Weiya was very fun, almost cried after experiencing the feeling of being pulled in the air and having nowhere to borrow. The feeling of hanging in the air, the body tense, and not knowing what to do was too painful. The point is that after each shooting, the place where Weiya is tied must be bruised.

Although Sun Ningxue has played several small roles, she has not lost Wia; Zhao Xuan, who is not from a professional class, even has a fear of heights. Therefore, when filming the fight scene of the three, the progress of the crew has been very slow.

Teacher Huang once proposed to the three of them to use a stand-in, but this plan was directly rejected by Jiang Huo.

In order to ensure the final effect of the TV series, Jiang Huo refused to use a stand-in.

Jiang Huo didn't need a stand-in, Sun Ningxue and Zhao Xuan didn't dare to mention this matter again, and Mr. Huang had to slow down the shooting progress, so that Jiang Huo's three daughters could gradually adapt to this process, and strive to shoot the picture more perfectly.

Due to this unexpected situation, the crew did not end filming according to the originally expected time limit.

It wasn't until the end of September that the TV series "Fairy Sword" was officially completed.

The main creative team posted a photo of the completion on the scarf, and the fans who had been waiting for it also became eager.

That's right, before the drama was released, the official account had already attracted the attention of more than five million fans.

Under the control of Xiaoyuan, the plot has been following the progress of filming, and the day the crew finishes is also the day when the finale is released. Under this joint publicity, many readers have great expectations for the upcoming TV series.

And the photos released by Guanwei every day also attracted a large number of netizens to go to Dianniang and read this book.

Under this kind of joint publicity, the average subscription of this book has also been high, and the results of the book have even exceeded the original "Zhu Xian" and the previous "Tomb Robbery Notes", although it does not reach the perverted sales of "Harry Potter", but it is enough to kill other works on the website in seconds, and it has become the best-selling of the year without suspense.

As the helmsman of the website, the bald editor-in-chief pays attention to the results of "Fairy Sword" every day, and when he sees the average order volume of this book, the bald editor-in-chief directly smashes the teacup on the table to the ground!

"What a bunch of rubbish! The achievements of so many people combined, they don't even have a fraction of "Fairy Sword"! ”

The essay contest began as early as June, and most of the authors were attracted by the benefits offered by the website, and they participated in the publication of new books. Within three months, dozens of works that could become gods emerged on the website, but the results of these people on the shelves could not be compared with Jiang Huo's works at all, let alone competing for the throne, and even the chance of confronting was very slim. The average order of these works can't even reach a fraction of "Fairy Sword".

This situation also made the bald editor-in-chief angry, if it weren't for the fact that the book "Fairy Sword" was published before the essay collection, the first place this time would have almost been locked by Jiang Huo.

The bald editor-in-chief looked at the message around his neck, sulked alone for a while, and after a while, he picked up the phone and dialed an unfamiliar number. A few seconds later, the call was answered.

"Oh, editor-in-chief, why are you calling me at this time? I'm out there! ”

The sound of flowing air came from the earpiece, and the bald editor-in-chief couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"I've got something to tell you." The bald editor-in-chief had a serious face and a low voice. "How are you preparing your book? When will it be published? I'm looking forward to it! ”

"Books? This matter is not in a hurry, let's talk about it in the last month, don't worry, since I agreed, I will never break my promise! Just look at it! The man spoke with the sound of the waves.

Although the bald editor-in-chief did not ask where the other party took the material, he could judge one or two just by the sound of the waves.

"I hope you'll be able to give me the outline by next month."

The bald editor-in-chief knocked on the table, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair.

"What? What do you say? I don't have a good signal here! I can't hear you clearly! I'll talk about it when I get back! ”