After finishing the day's work as usual, Wang Zheng once again returned to the outer disciples' living area with Nangong Tiezhu.

Originally, according to his own plan, Wang Zheng planned to complete the editing, dubbing, special effects and other post-production work at home today.

But after Nangong Tiezhu heard what Wang Zheng said, he had to come to Wang Zheng for a long time to see.

Wang Zheng couldn't resist him, so he could only go with him.

Besides, even if he doesn't come, Wang Zheng will ask him to come over when he needs to.

Because of some operations, it will be easier to have an assistant to help.

In the dark room, Wang Zheng did not hold the lamp, but sat at the table in this dark environment.

On the side, there is a tall Nangong iron pillar. In the darkness, Nangong Tiezhu's small eyes seemed to be shining with excitement.

"Editing, as the name suggests, is the selection, selection, decomposition and assembly of a large number of materials shot in film production.

The result is a work that is coherent and fluent, with clear meanings, clear themes and artistic appeal.

There's a lot of trickery involved, but in any case, editing is the official start of filmmaking. ”

Wang Zheng's voice sounded in the dark room, and he slowly said the concept of editing.

Nangong Tiezhu on the side couldn't hear it clearly, although he didn't understand what Wang Zheng was talking about, but he just felt very powerful.

"When I'm doing post-production for a while, you must not make any noise. ”

Wang Zheng's voice was full of seriousness, editing this kind of thing is a major event that directly affects the quality of the entire work in the later stage, and there is no room for interference.

And Nangong Tiezhu also seemed to feel Wang Zheng's seriousness, and hurriedly held his breath and nodded again and again, not daring to say a word.

Realizing Nangong Tiezhu's self-consciousness, Wang Zheng took a long breath, picked up a photo stone, and was about to start editing for the first time in his life.

Moreover, this editing work is even more complicated than he learned. After all, there are no computers or films in the Tian Yuan world, and if you want to complete the editing, you have to rely on your own theoretical knowledge and combine the characteristics of the Shadow Stone.

I saw that Wang Zheng, who was holding the Shadow Stone, injected a True Qi into it, and the Shadow Stone immediately bloomed with a shimmering light, and the glimmer was extremely obvious in the darkness.

Seeing the appearance of the glimmer, Wang Zheng hurriedly placed the Lingering Stone on the table that had been emptied. The next moment, a vivid picture was projected from the Lingering Stone.

The content of the picture is a close-up of Wang Zheng's dull face.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zheng slowly raised his right hand, and faced the other picture stone that he had already held in his hand at that picture, and the true qi continued to be injected into it, and he began to record it.

At the same time, Wang Zheng's voice also sounded in the dark room:

"My name is Wang Dazhui and I am an actor who is filming a low-budget martial arts drama. ”

Wang Zheng's tone is almost no different from the original Wang Da Hammer, the tone is slightly fast, without any superfluous emotion.

"It's too low-cost, isn't it?

The projected picture was extremely smooth because Nangong Tiezhu urged the fighting spirit to take a step back.

Wang Zheng, who was holding a toy sword, was also exposed to the picture, and Wang Zheng himself dubbed in a slightly shocked tone at the right time.

The picture screened by the Lingering Stone is perfectly combined with Wang Zheng's monologue, and under such an operation, Wang Zheng is editing the film in this way while dubbing the sound.

After doing this, Wang Zheng stopped the output of true qi and carefully put the shadow stone in his hand aside.

Then he picked up the shadow stone that was playing on the table again, erased the true qi contained in it, and the glow of the shadow stone suddenly dissipated, and the projection picture came to an abrupt end, as if it never existed.

Then, Wang Zheng injected a true qi again, and the Lingering Stone was played again from the beginning.

"Iron Pillar, find a new photo stone, and follow my practice, shoot at the illusion. ”

Looking at the illusion that was slowly playing, Wang Zheng gave up his position while holding the two pieces of metal in his hand, and instructed Nangong Tiezhu.

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he hurriedly did so, took a new photo stone, and sat in the position where Wang Zheng was sitting in front of him, and his fighting spirit continued to be injected, and he still meticulously filmed the picture.

The picture was played again to Wang Dazhui looking at the toy sword in his hand with a surprised expression, but at this moment, Wang Zheng, who was standing in the dark, was concentrating with all his strength and activating his ability as an illusionist.

Almost as soon as Wang Zheng's spirit moved on my side, there were visions on the other side at the same time.

It was a bright light, and under Wang Zheng's control, the bright light appeared accurately on the wooden sword that Wang Zheng was staring at in the picture.

Then, a crisp sound sounded, and the bright light flashed from top to bottom on the wooden sword.

With his half-baked illusion level, he can fully cope with such a low-cost production, which is something that Wang Zheng has long thought about.

As for the sound of biling, it was made by Wang Zheng rubbing the metal in his hand.

This kind of dubbing method was often used by the older generation of Chinese film artists in the New China period due to technical conditions.

"It's already of this quality, and it's still flashing?"

Immediately after, Wang Zheng's slightly crying and incredulous voice sounded in the dark room, continuing his dubbing work.

biling，biling，biling......

With the progress of the picture, three more rapid crisp sounds came out of Wang Zheng's hand in a row.

At the same time, Wang Zheng, who was concentrating on launching illusions, also cooperated, and in the picture projected by the Lingering Stone, three white lights flashed on the wooden sword in a row.

"Say you're of poor quality, still not convinced?"

"Okay, this paragraph is okay, let's stop. ”

After completing this dubbing, seeing that the plot was about to develop to the point where Nangong Tiezhu appeared on the stage, Wang Zheng stopped Nangong Tiezhu in a timely manner.

Hearing Wang Zheng's stop, Nangong Tiezhu hurriedly stopped the output of his fighting spirit, looked surprised, and said as if he had discovered a new continent:

"Hey! That's amazing! With your illusion-breaking spell, the effect is completely different. ”

Nangong Tiezhu's appearance of a turtle who had never seen the world made Wang Zheng very useful. I saw Wang Zheng nod indifferently and said:

"Where is this? Follow my brother, there will be bigger scenes in the future. Don't talk, keep quiet!"

After forcibly showing a wave of superiority, he didn't give Nangong Tiezhu a chance to refute and doubt at all, and Wang Zheng once again picked up a new photo stone.

Wang Zheng, who was holding the Shadow Stone, squeezed away the Nangong Iron Pillar, and directly injected a True Qi into the Shadow Stone, and took a picture of the picture that was still playing.