Chapter 39 Which side is the true one?
Chapter 39 Which side is the real one?
In her life... she had never made a game that required her to look up so much information!
Before passing out completely, Xu Yichi was thinking groggily that in order to make the plot and character settings of this game perfect, they almost read through all the historical novels and opera lyrics related to the Yang Family Generals that they could find today. They also received a very rare copy of some of the Yang Family Generals' rap lyrics that their cultural center had compiled from Director Wang.
——In fact, these things were supposed to be sent to them by Yang Yanan, but as a senior at the peak, she didn't have a mobile phone, and it was not very convenient to operate other communication software on the dial of the children's phone watch. So she asked Director Wang to send the information through the channel of Taoist Master Jiazi and Xu Yichi.
Not to mention... the rap lyrics that have been approved by the state as intangible cultural heritage are really different from ordinary folk art lyrics.
At least the difference in perspective is huge.
Xu Yichi, who was dragged and thrown into the bed by Bai Miaomiao and the other man, rolled over unconsciously. All the information that she had read through during the day, now turned into fragmented yet clear pictures with sound in her dream, like a revolving lantern that had become a spirit.
——The lyrics of the rap were mixed with a lot of Jin dialect and folk slang, so at this moment, all kinds of dialect singing in her head also filled the air; the perspective of the rap was more inclined to a neutral explanation rather than the distinctive standpoint of the people of the Song Dynasty, so the camera was fixed on a certain watchtower on the city wall.
She looked at the paper figurine of Mu Guiying that Bai Miaomiao had drawn today in horror and bewilderment. It either opened its mouth to speak in a strange Jin dialect or opened its mouth to sing in a high-pitched opera tune.
She looked at the distant Lianshan Mo (pronounced mo here, a dialect) which changed from a three-dimensional solid to a two-dimensional ink painting... and then changed from ink painting to a slightly rough 3D model.
In short, everything in the dream was filled with a subtle sense of separation and absurdity. She was like a ruthless camera mounted on a joystick. She could only passively watch the plot in her dream, running wildly between two-dimensional and three-dimensional like a wild horse.
Countless contradictory and divergent legends and stories collided and shattered in the vast void. Her dream seemed to have been cut by knives and axes, with ink winding and hideous tearing all the images -
She saw countless different Mu Guiying in those countless pictures.
——In Mu Ke Village, a carefree, outspoken and spoiled girl.
——A tender bride in her wedding dress, full of anticipation for the future.
——A woman who lost her husband in battle at a young age.
——A general who accepted the order in a time of crisis and resolutely led the army into battle.
——Outside the Tianmen Formation, the heroic female warrior who defeated the enemy army.
——The mother who gave birth in difficulty during the battle...
Which one is the real her...which one is the her they should present?
Xu Yichi frowned unconsciously in her sleep. After they decided on the characters and the general plot outline today, they did not dare to continue writing. The fundamental reason was that they were not sure which side of this heroine they should present.
——Human nature is always complicated, and even this kind of image that only exists in legends and is artificially fictional is no exception.
But there are only so many possible plots in the game, and if they choose one or two of them, they are destined to abandon the others.
But...will Mu Guiying, whose characteristics have been removed, still be the "Mu Guiying" that the world knows?
The top seniors told them to “just stay true to themselves and do the rest.”
But... which side of her is her true self? How can they keep it?
Or……
In fact, every side is the true version of the legend.
But each aspect is not comprehensive enough.
Just like for an emperor, maintaining the balance of the previous dynasty and deterring the barbarians and small countries in all directions are his duties to maintain his rule for eternity.
It is the general's instinct to obey the king's orders and pacify the border.
It is the nature of soldiers to defend their country. But for the ordinary people living on the border, the sudden war is an unprovoked disaster.
So, should they...
Xu Yichi was full of hesitation, and in his confusion he suddenly heard an unignorable, crisp, shattering sound.
She turned her head in surprise following the movement, and saw that the "revolving lanterns" that had become spirits in the sky suddenly shattered into scattered iron flowers, and countless shadows outlined in ink and wash suddenly merged into one place -
She saw the little paper man struggling to grow flesh and blood, and finally falling from a high altitude onto the vast grassland with lush grass and water.
"I haven't smelled such a clean grass fragrance for a long time..."
The little man who fell into the haystack murmured hoarsely, and his standard Mandarin was so moved that Xu Yichi almost shed tears.
She watched the green grass covering her like a curtain, watched the new flesh and blood turn into ashes in an instant——
"Bam—"
"Sigh~~"
As a result, all the images collapsed in an instant with the loud noise caused by the little girl hitting her head against the headboard. Xu Yichi gritted his teeth and gasped.
She covered her head, and after a long time she managed to get up like a boneless maggot - until she forced herself to straighten herself completely, she realized that she had been crying without realizing it.
...I don't know if these are physiological tears caused by hitting my head or if they are caused by a dream.
——It's strange and embarrassing.
Xu Yichi pursed his lips and complained inwardly, glancing at the mobile phone on the bedside table.
The bright "06:28" on the screen bared its fangs and claws, dancing back and forth in her minefield like a naughty child - her alarm clock was set for seven o'clock today, and this happened to be a time that made people feel uncomfortable whether they slept or not.
——No, she would really feel sleepy if she lost half an hour of sleep.
But if you continue to sleep, this half-incomplete sleep cycle will continue, and when you wake up, you might feel more sleepy than if you didn't sleep at all.
—and there’s a very real chance that she’ll miss her alarm.
...Forget it, considering that she has to go out to meet her idol tomorrow, and the dream has finally given her new inspiration for creation, she might as well get up half an hour earlier.
She is not angry.
Xu Yichi was calm, and after she cleared her mind a little, she swiftly opened the memo - at this point, Bai Miaomiao and the other two were probably still asleep. They had been looking through documents all day yesterday, and their heads were already buzzing enough. She didn't want to mess it up like this.
Besides, she is already an adult, and she can’t let those two take care of her all the time.
——After writing down the idea, she went downstairs to buy breakfast.
Xu Yichi muttered silently, then started tapping on the screen of his mobile phone frantically.
Now it seems that their thinking yesterday was really narrow - if they wanted to create the image of "Mu Guiying" to be complex and vivid, sometimes there is no need to rack their brains to express every aspect of her clearly and distinctly in the plot.
——They can let players show her different looks based on their own choices!
Xiao Xu, go for it!!!
(End of this chapter)