The itinerary of this day was very different from Song Lan's imagination, he thought that the main shooting content of Guan Lili's team was that he was shooting at the shooting range, but in fact, almost all the scenes of target shooting were completed through editing, he just held the gun and didn't need to do anything, and the bullet would hit the bullseye accurately.

And most of the time, he communicated with the owner, staff and "passers-by" of the shooting range.

Although he didn't know any of these people, each of them acted like old friends who had known him for many years, and while chatting, they always led the topic to what he and Lu Xiang saw on the battlefield, intentionally or unintentionally.

"If this person goes to tell a story, he has a lot of prospects."

Guan Lili watched Song Lan through the glass and told the tragedy of the landing battle with emotion, she found that the latter's ventriloquist was first-class, and the vivid sound of the opponent's artillery fire came from time to time in the headset, which made her really feel like she was on the battlefield several times.

It's a pity that in 2167, ventriloquism has long been replaced by various built-in prostheses.

All it takes is a minor surgery that costs less than 1,000 watts, and you can have the level of the best voice actor or ventriloquist in the past.

But this is in line with the evaluation of him by the people around him.

Song Lan always showed amazing talent in places that didn't seem to work.

Perhaps he was born in the wrong era, and if he had been placed before the Third War, when prosthetic technology had not yet become widespread, he might have done a great deal.

"Stop, the conversation is almost recorded."

Guan Lili gestured to the team, and although Song Lan was ventriloquist, the footage they filmed was not satisfactory, he always skipped those sensitive topics related to current politics, and even if he gathered all the footage, there was no valuable information.

However, these things should not be rushed, and acting too deliberately will only backfire.

Guan Lili glanced at the phone screen, took a deep breath, and suddenly became nervous.

Now comes the last scene of today's shooting, and at the same time the most important material—people need not only an approachable young man next door, but also a strong punch in the face of crime and war, giving people hope and support.

She had just come to work in the company, and she had never been as nervous as she is now when she officially took over the arrangement of the live show for the first time, because at that time she was facing at least professional rescuers.

And Song Lan is a complete layman.

And she was very sure that Song Lan had not carefully read the contents of the e-manual as she requested.

"Mr. Song, come over first."

Before proceeding to the final steps of filming, Guan Lili felt that she needed to call Song Lan to discuss the next precautions.

“…… What are you nervous about, I won't eat you again. ”

Seeing Song Lan's hesitant appearance at the door of the compartment, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I know."

Song Lan wanted to speak and stopped.

Of course, he knew that Guan Lili would not do this.

But someone will.

Before going out today, Lu Xiang left a small note on the dining table with a cute (〃▽〃) expression, which mentioned in a euphemistic tone that he was allergic to strong perfumes, and hoped that when Song Lan came back tonight, there would not be too strong perfume smell on her body.

When she saw the note, Song Lan suddenly "chuckled" in her heart.

At that time, when he had accidentally killed his good friend at home, Mr. Dolargo Safron and was splashed with blood, he was not so afraid of leaving a smell on himself as he is now.

"Come in, don't stand at the door and talk."

Guan Lili didn't know what Song Lan was suddenly pumping, but after seeing him finally enter the house slowly, she still decided to focus on her work and put the next shooting plan on the table, although these were also clearly mentioned in the e-manual, but now she must be prepared that Song Lan has not even read a word.

"When there is a crime on the street, this is the filming content that almost every national rescuer will be involved in."

More than words, direct actions can stir up the blood in the hearts of the people.

There's nothing more exhilarating than seeing the usual swaggering criminals trampled under the feet of their beloved rescuers.

"You mean let me stop a crime that's happening."

Song Lan calmly accepted the next shooting content.

He is used to it now, and everything that involves him today is not sincere at all, he is more like playing a fictional character called "War Hero", and even this is more hypocritical than the real movie, at least when he used to play Mr. Chai Ke, he often heard the director tell him "You can play this performance yourself, just be yourself".

"The opponent is the leader of the Seventeenth District Bikers."

As she spoke, Guan Lili's fingers swiped over the electronic manual, and a shrunken stereo projection of the block suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, "When we walked out of the shooting range, the biker leader who committed the robbery would pass us on a motorcycle, and at the position where the motorcycle was 50 meters away, there was a 'passerby' that we arranged that happened to be filming the scenery, and you need to make sure that when the biker leader passed by his mobile phone lens, use this gun loaded with a tranquilizer to knock him off the motorcycle." ”

"That sounds ...... It seems to be somewhat professional. ”

"Can you do it?"

"It can only be said that it is difficult, but it should be possible."

When making a promise, Song Lan sank her shoulders and cheered herself up.

Under Lu Xiang's supervision, he had practiced shooting moving targets, and if he could warm up a little at the shooting range before, he should be more sure.

"Wait a minute, I'll contact some staff."

Hearing this, Guan Lili directly called the assistant who was in charge of contacting the leader of the biker party, and changed the content of the shooting in front of Song Lan.

A minute later, she hung up and said, "Now he's going down himself as he passes by the camera, and you just have to pull the trigger at the right time." ”

Guan Lili has never had confidence in words like "may" and "should", and for the sake of safety, she decided to minimize the difficulty on Song Lan's side.

After familiarizing themselves with the script again, the two walked towards the outside of the shooting range with a heavy heart.

Almost as soon as the sensor door opened to them, a woman's scream was heard from not far away, followed by the roar of the engine, and the smirking biker leader swaggered through the city in front of everyone, as if mocking the incompetence of the enforcers.

Song Lan, who had been prepared, immediately raised her gun and aimed it at the back of the leader of the bikers.

While everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, only the war hero reacted, and just as the galloping figure was about to fly past the camera, he coldly pulled the trigger.

The next moment!

The "pure passerby" who set up the camera 50 meters away and was about to shoot the heroic scene suddenly had his neck crooked, his eyes were black, and he fell heavily on the side of the road.

Time seemed to freeze in this moment, even the leader of the bikers.

According to the script, he should have abandoned the car and fell to the ground now, for which the company is willing to pay him an additional 150,000 watts of hardship.

However, the staff in charge of filming on the side of the road was one step ahead of him.

The biker leader's brain suddenly fell into a state of shutdown, so much so that he stepped on the brakes and stopped in the middle of the road, turning around to look more like a provocation to a war hero.

"Mr. Song Lan......"

I don't know how long it took for Guan Lili to come back from her extreme shock.

The sound came from between her teeth, and she was about to crush her teeth.

Just now, Song Lan did accurately hit the target 50 meters away, but it was the staff they arranged who were hit.

She had obviously minimized the difficulty of Song Lan's shooting, but he still stubbornly picked out a failure method that even she had never thought of among the countless ways to succeed.

This even made Guan Lili feel that all this was not a coincidence, "Now please tell me, did you do it on purpose or accidentally?" ”

"Yes......"

At this moment, Song Lan seemed to feel the pressure from the whole world.

He shrunk his neck weakly, "Accidentally." ”