Tonight is definitely the most lively time in the daddy book friend group, even if it is the first time since Comrade Lao Dong got married, the water group has not been so lively.

What is more gratifying than turning a novel I have read into a movie, and the quality is so high, it is the visual impact of a sci-fi blockbuster from the beginning.

Before they could react, Comrade Lao Dong announced again that this was his son's entry, don't spread it, just take a look at it internally.

Later, he also announced the decision to make the film and television of the work, and guaranteed the same quality as the short film.

There is also a character dubbing event, and I hope that everyone will actively participate, as long as you participate, you will have the opportunity to hear your voice in the movie, and your name will also appear in the cast list at the end.

All of a sudden, the swarm exploded directly!

It's okay, just now Shui Qun said that no one invested, but it's a pity that his works can't be turned into movies and television like those science fiction works, and now a few minutes have passed, this is going to be made into a film and television, it's too fast!

However, he didn't say much about this old comrade Dong, just let them wait patiently, and after two or three months at most, the first movie could be completed.

As for the later dynamics, it's good for everyone to pay attention, Comrade Lao Dong took his own festival as a guarantee, and this matter is absolutely reliable.

For this, the group members still believe it, because after so many years, as long as it is a serialized book, Comrade Lao Dong has never been a pigeon.

The father and son talked about some film and television production issues, and Dong Qingchen also told his father about CG production, just like his previous excuse.

Times are different, and now the technology can be used for rapid production, all that is needed is the corresponding system, and it just so happens that some of his friends can do it.

Make friends online.

Now that the Internet technology is super developed, and Comrade Lao Dong still writes science fiction novels, he naturally understands some information in this regard.

The whole of the network is not all that ordinary people can see, there are many things that are still hidden under deep water, and only those masters know how to enter.

It's a gathering place for cybercriminals, and it's also a hotbed of evil, and there are all sorts of unexpected deals, many of which are scams, but it doesn't prevent there from being bigwigs, especially those who are extremely picky.

As for how his son can join these places, it is probably because his genes are very good.

Of course, the son's own efforts are also indispensable.

In the end, he only told Dong Qingchen not to be deceived, to be vigilant at all times while wandering here, and as for the rest, don't worry about it.

The child grows up and has his own ideas.

And there is indeed a gap between the era in which he lived and the current era, you think you understand, but you are still incomparable with the children who are really born in this era.

Times are different, and some things that were taken for granted before are not so taken for granted.

In fact, he didn't know that his son had probably become a similar protagonist in his novel.

Dong Qingchen returned to his house and did not sleep, but felt extremely relieved at home, and finally had his familiar private space, he could be sure that it was safe.

So take advantage of the current opportunity to take a good look at the situation during this time.

first told a small lie to Xu Ruqiu and asked her to sleep first, and then he began his own analysis.

I don't have the "self" of another world.,Forget about computer records.,Although it's nonsense to analyze this by yourself.,But it's better to guard against it.。

So I first covered the camera of the computer, then took off the smart glasses and put them aside, and put the smart watch aside, and finally took out the sketch paper on which I practiced sketching, and took a pencil to write lightly on it.

The memories received so far are very confusing, some are not complete, there are a lot of half-sections, some don't even know what they are talking about, and there are a lot of chaotic memories that have not yet been touched.

However, some of them are very clear and complete, such as the software and programs he made during this incident, otherwise he would not have been able to make them so smoothly and complete the work.

But because of this, the sequelae of getting these "treasures" also appeared.

The mental pressure is relatively high every day, sometimes the roommate sees him going to bed early, thinking that he is going to sleep, in fact, he just closes his eyes, but the brain electrical activity is more active than when he thinks about problems, that is, he is sorting out these "high-energy memories".

In the process of sorting, he really realized how awesome these memories are, how terrifying the "self" of the other world is, how can a person learn so many things in his life, is this what the human brain can hold?

He was even amazed at how so much high-energy knowledge had been put into his head, and he was doing well now, just under mental pressure, and he hadn't directly become a fool.

Later, he thought about it, maybe these memories originally belonged to "himself", and the self in the parallel world was also himself, so there was no major problem.

It may also be that these memories were disrupted, and then stored in the brain, like directly piled up in the back warehouse, so it has no impact on the sales front desk.

If he wants to absorb it, he needs to straighten out these memories by himself, and there is a process of acceptance, so the impact is smaller, but just like selling cars, there are a lot of tanks in the warehouse, and if the front desk wants to sell these tanks, it is still a bit stressful.

These are all speculations by him, his current knowledge structure is simply not able to understand and think through these things, and it is not even certain that he can figure out all these things in his life, he has never been able to imagine how human beings can learn so many things.

Now he estimated that the high-energy memories that had been sorted out only accounted for a millionth, ten-thousandth, or even less of all the information, and those answers might be hidden in those chaotic memories waiting for him to sort out.

There are some things that he can have a flash of inspiration in his mind when he thinks of them, and then he knows what that thing looks like, but the specific principle is still extremely confusing, and he has no desire to organize it when he "looks" at the huge volume.

It's like a metaphor that a busy day gives you a thousand dollars, only one day. And if you are given 100 billion after 30 years of busy work, what you want must be that 100 billion, but what you implement at the beginning must be 1,000 yuan a day.

Thirty years is too long, unless you have some great perseverance, otherwise most people will get the 1,000 yuan first, and then think about the 100 billion thing, very few people will be busy for 30 years to get 100 billion, and then spend a day to get the 1,000 yuan.

He's like this now, just in time for a competition, he sorted out the things related to CG production, and there are such things as starships in high-energy memories, and children who grew up in science fiction novels don't like starships.

It's just that reality determines the foundation, that is, he now knows how to build a starship, and he can't build it.

Not to mention that when he saw the "Starship Information Memory Group" pressed over like Mount Everest, he immediately dispelled such thoughts, he was very afraid that now that he had opened those memories, he would be completely insane and lose his hair in the last night.

Mental pressure, pay attention to this thing, it can still be offset, as long as you don't drill the horns, Dong Qingchen feels that there is no problem.

After all, he really hasn't experienced anything like this, so he can only take it one step at a time.

Maybe you can ask my dad about this, and find a reason for him to give an idea, which should be better than pondering it yourself, but when my dad wrote novels, he made up all kinds of strange skills, and there should be something.

Dong Qingchen used five pieces of paper to write, draw, and answer, and after feeling a little clue, he used an eraser to erase all the pencil traces.

Then the paper was torn and shredded, and the scraps were thrown into the toilet, and finally flushed into the city's sewer system.