Chapter 39: Which side is true?
In her life... she has never played a game that required checking so much information!
Before completely passing away, Xu Yichi thought drowsily that in order to perfect the plot and character settings of this game, they had almost destroyed all the Yang information they could find today. The family also received from Director Wang a very rare collection of Yang Jiajiang's lyrics and novels related to folklore, which their cultural center has compiled.
——Actually, these things were originally supposed to be sent to them by Yang Yan'an. However, she didn't have a mobile phone, and the dial of the children's phone watch was inconvenient to operate other communication software, so she asked Director Wang to , and asked him to send the information through the channel on the other end of Taoist Master Jiazi, plus Xu Yichi.
Not to mention... the lyrics of rap that have been approved by the country as intangible cultural heritage are really different from the lyrics of ordinary folk arts.
At least the difference in perspective is huge.
Xu Yichi rolled unconsciously after being dragged and thrown into the bed by Bai Miaomiao and Bai Miaomiao. The information that she had read through during the day was like a revolving door that had become a spirit. The dream turned into fragmented yet clear images with sounds.
——The rap lyrics were mixed with a lot of Jin local dialects and folk slang, so all kinds of dialect arias were also ringing in her head; the perspective of the rap was more neutral explanation, Rather than the distinctive stance of the people of the Song Dynasty, the camera was fixed on a certain tower on the city wall.
She looked at the Mu Guiying paper villain that Bai Miaomiao drew today with horror and confusion. Some of them opened their mouths and spoke weird Jin tunes, or they opened their mouths to express a high-pitched and cloud-piercing opera tune.
She looked at Lianshanmei in the distance (pronounced mo here in dialect), which suddenly changed from a three-dimensional solid to a two-dimensional ink... and then from the ink to a slightly rough 3D model.
In short, everything in the dream was filled with a subtle sense of fragmentation and absurdity. She was like a ruthless camera mounted on a joystick. She could only passively watch the plot in her dream, like a wild horse running wild. Running wildly between the three dimensions.
Countless contradictory and divergent legends and romances collided with each other and shattered in the vast void. Her dream seemed to have been cut with knives and axes, the ink was winding, and the ferocious torn apart all the pictures——
She saw countless different Mu Guiying in those countless pictures.
——In Muke Village, a carefree, unbridled and arrogant girl.
——The tender bride who is in joy and full of longing for the future.
——A woman who lost her husband to war at a young age.
——The general who was ordered to go into battle in the face of danger and resolutely took command.
——The heroine God of War who defeated the enemy outside the Tianmen Formation.
——The mother who was having a hard time giving birth...
Which one is the real her...which one should they present her to?
In her sleep, Xu Yichi frowned unconsciously. After they decided on the character and the general plot outline today, the reason why they didn't dare to write anymore was because they didn't know how they should present this character. Which side of the heroine.
——Human nature is always complex, and even this artificially invented image that only exists in legends is no exception.
But there are only so many plots that can be created in the game. If they choose one or two of them, they are destined to abandon the others.
But... will Mu Guiying, who has had some of her characteristics removed, still be the "Mu Guiying" known to the world?
The top senior asked them to "as long as they maintain their true nature, then just let go and do the rest."
But...which side is her true nature? How can they keep this authenticity?
Or...
In fact, every aspect is the truth of the legend.
But every aspect is not comprehensive enough.
Just like for an emperor, maintaining the balance of the previous dynasty and intimidating the small barbarian countries in all directions are his duties to maintain his empire for thousands of years.
It is instinct for a general to obey his orders and pacify the borders.
It is the natural instinct of soldiers to defend their home and country. But for the most ordinary people living at the border, the sudden war was an unforeseen disaster.
So, what should they do...
Xu Yichi was hesitant, and in the midst of his confusion, he suddenly heard a crisp crackling sound that could not be ignored.
She followed the movement and turned her head in surprise, and saw that the "revolving lanterns" that filled the sky suddenly shattered into scattered iron flowers at this moment, and the countless shadows outlined in ink and ink merged into one place in an instant——
< br>She saw the little man on the piece of paper struggling to grow flesh and blood, and finally fell from a high altitude into the vast grassland with lush water and grass.
“It’s been a long time since I smelled such a clean fragrance of grass...”
The little man who fell into the haystack murmured hoarsely, and his well-spoken Mandarin words actually moved him at a certain moment. Xu Yichi almost shed tears.
She watched as the green grass curtain covered her, and watched as the new flesh and blood turned into ashes in an instant——
"Bang——"
"His~~"
As a result, all the pictures collapsed instantly with the loud noise made by the little girl's head hitting the head of the bed, Xu Yichi choked. Daya hissed and his stomach filled with cold air.
She covered her head and for a long time she just managed to stand up like a boneless maggot - it wasn't until she forced herself to fully straighten herself that she realized that she had defecated unconsciously. Already in tears.
...I don’t know whether it is physiological tears caused by banging my head, or whether they are caused by dreams.
——It’s inexplicably embarrassing.
Xu Yichi cursed and glanced at the mobile phone placed beside the bed.
The bright "06:28" on the screen is showing its teeth and claws, dancing back and forth in her minefield like a naughty child - her alarm clock is set at seven o'clock today, and this happens to be an alarm that makes people sleep regardless of whether they are sleeping or not. It's not a very comfortable time.
——If she doesn’t sleep, she will be really sleepy without half an hour of sleep.
But if you continue to sleep, if you sleep in this half-point incomplete sleep cycle, you may be even sleepier when you wake up than if you hadn't slept at all.
——It is also very likely that she will miss her alarm clock.
...Forget it, since she is going out to meet her idol tomorrow, and since the dream finally gave her new inspiration for production, she will wake up half an hour earlier. Bar.
She is not angry.
Xu Yichi felt calm, and after waking up for a while, she quickly opened the memo - at this point, Miaomiao and Miaomiao were probably still asleep. They had been looking through the information all day yesterday, and their heads were It was already explosive enough, so she didn't want to mess it up for everyone.
Besides, she is such an adult, so she can't always let those two take care of her all year round.
——After writing down this inspiration, she went downstairs to buy breakfast.
Xu Yichi muttered something silently, then clicked furiously on the screen of his phone.
Looking at it now, I can see that their thinking yesterday was really narrow-minded - they wanted to create a complex and vivid image of "Mu Guiying". Sometimes there is no need to rack their brains. Every aspect of her is clearly and clearly shown in the plot.
——They can let the players show her different looks according to their own choices!
Xiao Xu rushes to the duck! ! !
(End of this chapter)