Chapter 31 I don't know either.jpg
Chapter 31 I don't know either.jpg
After all, they can't just give up money for the sake of their good sister's life, right? (bushi)
An Qing and the other man raised their eyebrows, and after realizing this crucial point, they made up their minds almost instantly.
So Bai Miaomiao, who usually plays the bad guy, pretended to think about it and spoke first: "It's reasonable... It is indeed reasonable, and the overall setting sounds quite interesting, but the final ending seems to be more likely to be beaten than the first two versions..."
"However, Xiaoyi, if you insist on doing this kind of setting, it's not impossible for the final effect of our game." Bai Miaomiao rubbed her paws and pretended to be undecided, "So, Xiaoyi, look at this..."
"Well, since everyone agrees that this solution will produce better results, let's use this one!" Xu·Shabai but not sweet·Yi Chi blinked and made the final decision. "Anyway, for now, everything we do should be based on the best game effect in the end. As for other things, whether some photos will be used by players to make emoticons, prick people, etc..."
"Hey! This little thing... this little thing, why do you have nothing better to do with it? We are all dead in this world, so just fight if you don't agree. We are all dead... Besides stabbing people, making emojis, sending knives and bricks, can they really kill us and come to the headquarters of our Dream Makers, pack us up, throw us into a sack, and hang it in the sun to dry?"
"It's so funny! We are so poor that we don't even have a headquarters!"
——They are all rented! If you are unlucky, you will have to find a new place in three or two months!
Xu Yichi grinned foolishly - if she was a little richer, she would have taken Xiaobai and Qingqing to the city to rent a bigger homestay with more convenient transportation and higher security, or directly rented his house for a month or two!
——Why is it like this now, where we have to wait for a certain time every day to grab low-priced tickets on some yellow, blue, teal or green apps on our mobile phones, woohoo!
The more the little girl thought about it, the sadder she felt. Bai Miaomiao and the others were shocked at how ruthless this unfortunate kid was. My goodness, is this a question of whether there is a headquarters or not? This is clearly...
Oh, forget it. What’s the point of them arguing with this little fool?
Well, they should just stay in peace and pamper their own producers.
"Okay, seeing that you can think this way, let's follow the third setting plan you mentioned and start preparing the plot and character settings for the prologue." Bai Miaomiao coughed and changed the subject lightly, "Then... Xiaoyi, you continue."
"Go on and tell us about the subsequent plot - how Mu Guiying was trapped in Lanke Mountain."
"Ah... this, I have to ask Senior Yang for advice first." Xu Yichi said, scratching his head embarrassedly, then turned to look at the thousand-year-old loli beside him.
"That... Senior Yang." The little girl grinned flatteringly, with a face full of servility, "Look at that Mu Guiying."
"She...what kind of ending did she have in the end?"
"Humph, this thing." Yang Yan'an sneered and crossed his arms over his chest, "Of course this is——"
"Of course..." Xu Yichi raised his eyebrows and stretched his neck with eager eyes.
"Of course I don't know either." The little girl had a blank expression on her face, and her words were as cold as the knife that killed the fish in the big ０发 for ten years.
After hearing this, Xu Yichi could not sit still and fell onto the coffee table with a thud.
"Good fellow! There are things about the Yang Family Generals... There are things in this world that you don't know!" The little girl yelled with her eyes wide open, her expression was like a woman who had just been kicked out by a scumbag. Yang Yan'an responded without changing his expression and shook his head slightly: "Because there has been no definitive conclusion on this matter since ancient times."
"Wake up, Xiao Xu, please. Mu Guiying was created by later generations of scholars and writers. She is not a real person in history."
"——Although most scholars currently agree with Wei Juxian's research that her prototype was Murong, the wife of Yang Wenguang, but everyone has their own opinions and research methods about the prototype, just like the legends made up by later generations, there is no specific conclusion."
"So, I don't know what Mu Guiying's ending will be." The little girl looked calm.
"However, if you are just looking for a more reliable reference for making a game, I have just heard you talk about so many plot settings, and I can give you two useful directions."
"Hey, go ahead and tell me." Xu Yichi pricked up his ears immediately after hearing the voice.
Yang Yanan caught a glimpse of her servile appearance and found it a little funny for no reason: "One is that according to the story in "The Twelve Widows Conquering the West", 'Madam Mu was already dead, but Madam Wei was still alive', so she must have died before the expedition to the west."
"One is that according to the story that came out after the 20s, Mu Guiying died in the Battle of Hulang Pass during the Twelve Widows' Expedition to the West. She was pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows by the Xixia people and her head was displayed to the public."
"Of course, if you feel that neither of these two ways of writing is quite suitable... and want to combine the two to write a new one, I have no objection."
The little girl shrugged. "That's the main problem. Mu Guiying is a fictional character created by later generations. She is not a serious historical figure. So as long as you retain her core setting and general life course, you can change her ending however you want."
"Anyway, the Yang family is full of loyal warriors, and in the end, there won't be many left alive."
"...Okay, Senior Yang." After hearing Yang Yan'an's long string of words, Xu Dasheng spoke with difficulty, "Why do I feel that you are even more cold-blooded and ruthless than me!"
"Well, it's a must." The little girl raised her eyebrows and patted the little girl's shoulder. "After all... this spirit... has life experience!"
——If she had lived for a thousand or eight hundred years like her, she would have witnessed the changes of dynasties and times, and experienced all kinds of natural disasters and man-made disasters that, for most people, only exist in history books.
Then she would have to become as cold-blooded and ruthless as she was.
"Yes, that's true." After thinking carefully, Xu Yichi nodded in agreement, then slowly stood up after pondering, "In that case... then I'd better refer to the theory that Mu Guiying died in the Battle of Hulang Pass."
"——The plot written according to this statement will be more tragic and grand, and it will be easier to connect with the subsequent plots. However, the death method of being pierced by thousands of arrows and beheaded for public display is a bit too bloody. If this is restored, I am afraid that the review will not accept it."
"It's better to delete the beheading scene, and just leave the scene where thousands of arrows pierce his heart, or where he dies of exhaustion after winning a difficult victory with the few remaining soldiers... This way the scene will be more beautiful, and there won't be any problems with the censorship."
Xiao Xu, you are indeed a person with ideas.jpg
(End of this chapter)