Mountain and Sea Museum

"I have an idea."

After dinner, the gods and demons of the museum were all chatting in the office, having snacks and watching TV. Suddenly, Ling Muyu turned off the TV and let everyone watch her.

The big monsters have resentful eyes, just happened to see the male protagonist burst out with magical powers, and was going to fight back against the powerful villain, so Xiaoyu turned off the TV, and he was aggrieved by the protagonist for a week but couldn’t see the most exciting part, So sad, so sad, I need a lot of snacks to get better.

"What do you think?" Although Dan Xiao also regretted that he didn't see the hero fight back against the villain, lovers are obviously much more important than TV.

Ling Muyu looked around at the monsters and said, "Let's make a movie!"

"Ah..." The monsters were stunned, looking at him stupidly.

Dan Xiao squeezed his hand and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to make a movie?"

"Didn't the Mr. Li who came here today say that he wants to create a play for Ji Mengmeng? I just thought, we can make it ourselves." Ling Muyu and Dan Xiao clasped their fingers and turned their eyes to Ji Meng, "Let's Make a movie about the Shanhai Museum with Ji Mengmeng as the main character, and release it all over the world, so that foreigners can also appreciate the elegance of our museum and the goddess Ji Mengmeng.”

"Cut—" The monsters lost all interest when they got excited about making a movie.The protagonist is Ji Meng, which has nothing to do with them. Whether the administrator likes to shoot or not, hum!

Who knows that Ji Meng is not interested, and strongly protests: "If you want, let me be the protagonist, and you are not allowed to use Ji Mengmeng, there is no such person as Ji Mengmeng."

Ling Muyu was expressionless: "With your dragon face as the protagonist, our movie will definitely be unwatchable."

"Hmph!" Ji Meng turned his head angrily and ignored him.

Zhang Shan was very interested in making a big movie about the Shanhai Museum, so he asked, "Brother Ling, what kind of big movie should we make? If it is to be released globally, we have to cater to the tastes of those in Europe and the United States, right?"

"Hmm..." Ling Muyu thought for a while, and then began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "How about we make a zombie movie? Most of the human beings have turned into zombies, and then Ji Mengmeng will fight the zombies to save the world?"

"cut--"

"Ah……"

"laugh!!!"

All kinds of ridicule sounded in the office, and the veins on the administrator's forehead were twitching.

"I feel like there's nothing to watch." Zhang Shan said honestly.

"Then aliens." Ling Muyu changed his mind, "Aliens invaded the earth, and Ji Mengmeng attacked the aliens to save the world."

"cut--"

"Ah……"

"laugh!!!"

Ling Muyu: "..."

Dan Xiao patted his head to comfort him, and gave his own opinion: "It sounds good, but there is only Ji Mengmeng back and forth, and there is no Shanhai Museum in it. How can we reflect the style of our museum?"

Well, it does.

Ling Muyu accepted the opinion humbly, and asked, "Then what do you think should be filmed?"

The big demons looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Of course it is to shoot our tall, straight, mighty and heroic figure of saving the world."

"...Please don't use so many adjectives." Ling Muyu asked, "Where is Ji Mengmeng?"

The big monsters snorted in unison - what do you want Ji Mengmeng, there is no such person as Ji Mengmeng.

Ji Meng followed and nodded—the monsters were right.

Ling Muyu: "..." I can't do it anymore, I really want to beat the demon.

Seeing that the administrator was about to yell at monsters, Zhang Shan quickly expressed his thoughts: "Otherwise, no matter if it's zombies or aliens, Ji Mengmeng will be the protagonist and save the world with the big monsters in the museum. Definitely not, there must be literary drama, and Bai Ze, as the second part of the movie, will play an all-round military adviser."

As soon as this remark came out, all creatures in the office looked at Zhang Shan.

"Uh, what do you think?" Zhang Shan asked anxiously.

"You really didn't want to add drama to Bai Ze?" Ling Muyu asked back.

Zhang Shan smiled and didn't speak, but Bai Ze had something to say: "What's wrong with adding drama to me? Am I not an all-round military strategist?"

Ling Muyu: "What kind of military advisor have you ever seen who is lazy, greedy and stupid?"

White Pond:"……"

Although he complained about Bai Ze, Ling Muyu accepted Zhang Shan's proposal and asked the monsters, "What do you think of Brother Zhang? Let's shoot like this?"

"I think it's pretty good." This is the answer of the big monsters.

"I don't think so." This was Ji Meng's opinion.

"That's okay, let's find a screenwriter to write a script first." Ling Muyu directly ignored Ji Meng's opinion, "With the script, we have to raise investment, otherwise our museum doesn't have that much money to make a movie."

The monsters were in high spirits, as if they could immediately let the human beings all over the world see their tall, tall, mighty and majestic appearance.

Dan Xiao raised a question, pointing at the monsters, and said, "Do you shoot them in human form or in their original form?"

Ling Muyu said: "Of course we use the original form. Using the human form won't reflect our museum."

"Then here comes the question." Dan Xiao said, "How to shoot in the original form? Humans won't be scared to death? Or cause panic?"

Ling Muyu: "..."

Monsters: "..."

Zhang Shan: "Then we can only use special effects. There is no real object to shoot, and the final synthesis will do."

Using special effects is a good way, but firstly, it is expensive to hire a top special effects team, and secondly...the monsters expressed dissatisfaction——

Taotie: "The real deity is here, why make a fake one?"

Fenghuang: "That's right, the phoenixes made by humans are very ugly, and they don't have a ten-thousandth of my elegant demeanor."

Nine-tailed fox: "Humans still use all kinds of weird special effects to make nine-tailed foxes. Look at my pair of titanium alloy fox eyes."

Qilin: "I don't think I've ever seen human beings do my special effects. It's okay."

……

The monsters are not convinced, especially not convinced, why can't they make movies, either make them or don't make them, anyway, they don't accept special effects.

The plan to make a big movie just got stuck, the protagonist Ji Mengmeng didn't cooperate, and the monsters would make trouble if they couldn't make it themselves.

Bai Ze is the most regrettable, because it has no chance to play its true colors (?) as an all-round military strategist.

Zhang Shan thought: This is indeed a big problem, but there are all kinds of difficult actions and emergencies during the shooting, so it can't be inferred as black technology like the exhibition.No matter how black technology is, it is not so dark.

He thought and thought, and suddenly he was blessed: "Let's go to the repair management committee and ask if there are any monks who can make movies."

"what?"

"The monks will not make a fuss when they see the monsters in our museum. If you hire a crew full of monks, you can shoot the real thing, and you can save a lot of special effects costs."

...Damn it, there is still this kind of operation!

The administrator and the monsters were all happy, and Bai Ze hurriedly urged his family members to contact his grandfather, so that they must gather a crew.

In the past six months, nothing major happened in the metaphysics world. The cultivators had nothing to do except practice all day long, and Venerable Zhang Dounan, the president of the Cultivation Management Committee, was no exception.

That night, after Zhang Dounan finished his practice, he had nothing to do so he watched a horror movie with his elder son's family. At a critical moment, his cell phone rang, which startled a group of people who were nervous about the plot.

"Zhang Shan?" Zhang Dounan picked up his mobile phone, "What's the matter with this kid calling?"

Zhang Feihu turned down the volume of the TV and asked his father to answer the phone, and then they saw that after his father said "Hello", his facial expression slowly became dull, and then changed from dull to stunned.

"Dad, what did Xiao Shan say?" After Zhang Dounan hung up the phone, the curious Zhang Feihu immediately asked.

Zhang Dounan: "Xiaoshan said that the museum wants to make a big superhero movie, and asked me if there are monks who can make movies. They want to form a crew full of monks, because the big monsters in the museum want to go on stage to shoot in person."

"..." Zhang Feihu's family was shocked.

What is the museum doing?

"I haven't heard of anyone who can make movies." Zhang Bai said, "On the other hand, Daoist Zhongli'an of the Silver Feather Sect seems to be writing articles on the Internet. It is said that he is still a great god and can help write scripts."

My family couldn't think of a reason, so Zhang Dounan said, "Tomorrow, all sect representatives will be called for a meeting. The museum rarely needs our help. There are so many people in our metaphysics world, can't we find a few who can make movies!"

The next day, Zhang Dounan organized a meeting of representatives of the repair management committees from various schools and sects, and told the Shanhai Museum that a big movie was going to be made. As expected, the representatives of each school were as shocked as Zhang Feihu's family shocked.

So what, God really knows how to play!

One is a specimen of black technology, the other is a big guy in women's clothing, and now he is going to make a superhero movie. As expected, mere mortals can only admire and worship.

"Naturally, we fully support the museum's filmmaking." Shi Hanchi frowned, "But if we want to pull out a crew...is there anyone who can make movies?"

Everyone shook their heads one after another—I only know how to practice, but not how to make movies.

Zhang Dounan said: "Old Shi, Zhong Li'an of your Silver Feather Sect can write novels, let him write a script."

Shi Hanchi was shocked: "Nephew Zhongli can write novels? Why didn't I know!" He said to look at his younger brother who was sitting next to him. His younger brother turned his head to look out the window, pretending that he was not there.

"Not doing business properly." Shi Han was furious.

Zhang Dounan waved his hand, "Now we need this kind of disciple who is not doing his job properly."

Shi Hanchi: "..."

"Who else knows if there are any disciples who can make movies?" Zhang Dounan said, "The museum said that if you help make movies, you will be paid."

When everyone heard that the museum was offering a reward, they couldn't calm down immediately, and racked their brains to recruit their own disciples to see if anyone could use it.

Unfortunately, none were found.

But this doesn't make them discouraged. They pat their chests and promised President Zhang that they will let their disciples learn how to make movies when they go back later, so that the museum can shoot smoothly.

"I have something to remind everyone," the head of Gui Yuantian School reminded slowly: "We disciples can't all learn the same thing. If all disciples learn to be a director, then who will do photography, persuasion and Taoism. "

This is really a word that awakens the dreamer. Zhang Dounan immediately asked the secretary to check what positions are available for a crew. After sorting out the positions, he asked the disciples of each sect to sign up for what he wanted to learn. He must learn one in the shortest possible time. The crew came to make a movie for the museum.

Under the mobilization of the repair management committee, the metaphysics circle has launched an activity for all members to learn how to make movies.

Comrade administrator who learned about this from Zhang Shan was silent for a long time, and finally asked Zhang Shan to bring to the Shanhai Museum his expectations and blessings for the metaphysical world, turned his head and spread out the drawing paper, and said to Dan Xiao, Ji Meng, Zhang Shan and the monsters Waving: "Let's think about the design of the Haijing hall first."