Monster Factory

Now, but where virtual lenses are involved, and sci-fi effects are filmed. The spelling is high-tech, and the playing is industrial and electronic.

In order to capture space weightlessness scenarios, Hollywood can even take a weightlessness plane from space aeronautics technology that specializes in weightlessness training for astronauts to capture completely real weightlessness movie scenes.

Even if someone in the country can pull this big investment, there are no such weight-loss planes to train you. Because our astronauts, they also get to hire old hairy weight-loss planes next door to train.

Why do domestic films always suck enough to make poignant science fiction, because electronics and industrial technology are not up to date.

This is not a problem that can be solved with money, just as you have more money and you can't possibly buy an F22. Hollywood, with its AWESOME global cinematic technology, is equally unlikely to sell their jobs to anyone, even if borrowed.

Under the vicious circle, domestic Xuan Fantasy and science fiction films will get worse and worse. Finally, they won't even play science and technology with their mouths. The 50-million dollar special effects dare to blow 100 million investment.

Of course the director Ding Yin is not such a person.

He's the only director in the country who doesn't get scolded for making movie effects.

And of course, don't expect this effect to be too good, barely reaching the threshold where the audience will express their understanding of the bitterness.

Growth avoidance is an important measure of a director's excellence.

Now director Ding Qiu, with two end-of-life Hollywood cameras in mobile technology, naturally seizes the opportunity and immediately begins to think of a large number of impact images.

If the special effects are not good, then make the lens, which is very visually impactful.

When this idea came out, director Ding Jie couldn't wait to talk to Ye Qing about the price.

Ye Qing received a friendship price of 10 million.

This is certainly a lot more expensive than traditional rocker arms, but director Ding is willing to pay for it.

At the same time, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, look at the level of money people make, make two devices at random, can steadily earn millions.

This profitability, let alone his famous domestic director, is no better than the top ten domestic famous pieces.

When he left, Ye Qing called Xu Jingu and said to give her something.

“Give me something?” A white plastic armored coagulation palace looked at Ye Qing in confusion.

“I'll give you armor.” Ye Qing took the 3D camera out of the Mercedes-Benz G65 and yanked it at her: “Come on, stand up and make a look. I think your suit is too cold. I'll give you a set of metal. ”

“Do you still make this? I remember, last time in Sheraton, the foreigners came looking for your company's bespoke products, just like that. ”

Xu Jingguo put a scissorhand figure on him and grinned with his arm: “Can I just take a picture? No need to report height, waist circumference or anything? ”

“Ha ~ ~" Ye Qing smiled: “Of course, when you send it back to my phone, you also have a chest weight or something. ”

“No!” Xu Jingong shook his head hastily.

“Go, you're busy.” Ye Qing waved at her and smiled and stepped into the cab: “Tomorrow I will send the staff to build the whole metal. Only exterior armor, of course, and tight clothes inside. I don't have that technique. ”

“I'm going to tell your girlfriend about this.” Xu Jingong leaves his little mouth open: “I let her cure you, you little rascal. ”

Although Ye Qing had said earlier that Bai Huo was not his girlfriend, Xu Jinggong thought it was sooner or later. And the relationship between the two people doesn't look like normal friends.

Ye Qing turned the car head away and cast a string of laughter.

The two flat vans also left, returning along the huge crossroads to the south.

Out of the old land of Chengzi Lake, Ye Qing drove with sunglasses like data glasses.

The two flat trucks in the back did not wait for Ye Qing, and went straight ahead.

This is a rural area. The country trails are full of farmland. If the weather wasn't too hot, Ye Qing would have dropped the windows to experience the landscape.

Out of the narrow country trail, Ye Qing was ready to follow the provincial highway directly to Zhongyun. A stall on the side of the road stopped him.

This is a tree built on the side of the road with only a layer of hay under the subgrade and a corrugated paper stall.

Farmer watermelon, 1.5 yuan a kilo.

Zhongyun watermelon sold two yuan, three yuan, of course the price is not the reason to stop Ye Qing.

The hay was filled with round and slippery watermelon stalls, and a girl dressed in a Middle Cloud University uniform with a ponytail was holding a dandelion and sitting on a bench with a fan.

There are sisters selling watermelons here, Ye Qing can't help but support them.

So Ye Qing double-jumped, drove off the subway, and walked out of the car with his handbag in his pocket.

“Would you like to buy watermelons?” This school uniform was washed by some white girl who saw a masculine Mercedes-Benz parked in front and hurried to stand up with a smile on her face.

Ye Qing also smiled at her. The girl also looked 20 years old and looked a little weak.

“Do these watermelons grow in their own homes?” Ye Qing squatted down and played with his fingers, and his voice was brittle.

“Yes, sir, it's watermelon season, make sure it's sweet. ”

Ye Qing handpicked one of them and handed it to her: “Cut it open and try it. ”

“So... can you finish?” The little girl hesitated.

“I can't finish it and take it away. Weigh it first. I'll taste it. It's delicious. I'll buy more. ”

I weighed seven pounds and tasted two pieces after cutting them. It tastes really good.

Just as the two trucks in the back arrived, Ye Qing waved and asked the two drivers to come down for watermelon.

Ye Qing squatted on the side of the road to spit watermelon seeds and chatted with her, but the girl was a little wary. She didn't suddenly reflect until Ye Qing said she was a student graduating from Zhongyun University.

With this tier, the phone box is open.

During the conversation, I learned that this girl is called Yingxin. She just went to freshman year this year. These watermelons are all grown at home. Now that she's in college, she starts her own business, and she comes back to start her own business.

Though she didn't mention anything, how was the family situation, Ye Qing could only tell from her clothes. Her family would not be too good.

Ye Qing asked how many acres of watermelon she had grown at home. She said that there were only two acres of land, all of which were 8424 watermelon varieties. She picks it up and sells it for $200 a day.

Only two acres...

Ye Qing doesn't know how much Watermelon Mu is produced, and it is not expected to be too much.

“Well, I have two vans right here. I've packed all the watermelons in your house, it's hot right now, I bought them back to relieve the staff. ”

“Ah... more than 10,000 kilos of watermelons in two acres.” Sincerely looked at the senpai with surprise: "You can't eat so much, senpai, you don't have to take care of me like this. ”

“Whoever bought it, not the watermelons, forgot to send some fruit to the staff.” Ye Qing counted 5,000 yuan in cash from the bag and handed it to her: “This is a deposit. Find someone to pick it first. I want it if you have the balls from your relatives. Even if you buy it from me, you can act as an agent once. You can fill both trucks with them. ”

“Even if the price is $1.50, my company has more workers and more can be split. ”

Ye Qing counts, hundreds of people on his side, more workers on the old factory side. The monsters of Longxi Beach, although they can return to the monster factory to rest and regain strength, they can also eat food, flushing the belly of the angry miners, and even eating more watermelons.

“But if the melons come to collect it, it's definitely cheaper than that.” It's hard to believe.

As Ye Qing thought, Yu Si's family is in bad shape, and her mother is sick in bed. But she didn't think, and didn't think, that this stranger would have such a big pen.

“Nothing, but at the retail price. I'm buying from Zhongyun, and it's more than that. ”

Ye Qing called two drivers and told them to go collect the watermelon from the younger sister. The final price called to report. The money was transferred directly.

The two drivers rushed to assure him that the car would not be finished until it was loaded.

“Thank you, Senior.” Think of the crystalline tears in your orbit, squeezing your white school uniform pants tightly so that your tears don't flow out.