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Chapter one hundred and eighty sixth storm

Of course, He Sheng was still the same He Sheng, but as the effect of the Star Fragment ended, he also lost that inspiration.

However, since the outbreak of this scene, He Sheng has gradually explored some experience and directions of hard work in the subsequent performance.

Lin Yuan originally thought that in an hour, He Sheng's performance status would plummet.

But the fact is that after an hour, his condition certainly declined, but it was definitely much better than before he used props.

Many people in the crew were amazed and said that He Sheng's acting skills have achieved a certain breakthrough today.

This made Lin Yuan think.

He thought the Star Fragments were disposable props.

In fact, this is indeed a one-time prop, but it is obvious that once you experience this state, it is easy for the actor to find a direction.

Perhaps this is the real function of the Star Fragments?

End today's shooting.

He Sheng was also a little excited.

He took a sip of water hard and was about to express his gratitude to Representative Lin for his guidance. However, he didn't know what happened, but suddenly he was choked by the water and couldn't help but cough loudly.

"Cough...cough..."

He Sheng has never been so cruel to water when he grows up.

He coughed for several minutes, feeling like he was about to cough out his heart, which scared everyone around him.

After a long cough, he stopped a little, and only felt his throat was a little hot.

"Are you okay?"

Everyone asked with concern.

He Sheng waved his hand with a smile, but he was choked by the water.

He endured the discomfort in his throat and ran quickly towards Lin Yuan, his eyes lit up and said, "Thank you for your guidance from Representative Lin. Can I ask you for advice in the future?"

"Try not to do it."

Lin Yuan shook his head decisively.

The Star Fragments are too expensive and he can't afford them. Only when there is really no way, can he use them.

"All right……"

He Sheng thought about it, so how could he keep asking the screenwriter to guide him?

Moreover, today's performance status has given He Sheng a great gain. He vaguely felt that a door about performance was slowly opening to him.

After the crew finishes work.

On the way home, Lin Yuan couldn't help calling out the system: "Why do I feel something is wrong?"

Yes, Lin Yuan always feels something is wrong about the unlucky things that He Sheng encountered.

It turns out that he feels right.

The system's response was: "The side effect of using props is that there is a certain chance of triggering bad luck."

"Then I..."

Lin Yuan's face changed.

He used memory capsules many times!

The system said: "As the master, the host will never trigger bad luck. Only when the host uses props to others, the other party has a certain chance of losing luck after the prop effect is over, and this bad luck will not be too great."

Lin Yuan: “…”

If I say "then I'm relieved" isn't it too heartless?

But Lin Yuan was indeed a little relieved, and there was no need to deny it hypocritically.

Besides, He Sheng was choked when he just drank water...

This degree of bad luck is indeed acceptable, especially in terms of the amazing effect of props.

Think about He Sheng’s condition just now, it’s like Zhou Xingchi possessed him. Is there any better props to shoot the movie “Tang Bohu’s Dot of Autumn Fragrance”?

...

In the following days, He Sheng really maintained a good performance and did not show any results that day.

This made Lin Yuan breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as the filming of "Tang Bohu's Tiger's Autumn Fragrance" is in full swing, competition and encroachment in various industries have entered a white-hot stage.

Especially the two top online social platforms, tribe and blog, are trying their best to seize customers!

This day.

Tribal literature.

As the chief operating officer, Han Jimei has been in a state of turmoil recently.

This is the editorial meeting of tribal literature.

A certain editor-in-chief said with a somewhat ugly expression: "The literature department was established on the blog, and they have also set up a target for the online short story market, and their moves are very fast. Now they have signed several top short story writers in a row, and the short story section will be officially launched next month..."

Short story.

This is the most popular type of Internet real-time.

In the past, this was the characteristic of the tribe. Since the reform of tribal literature, this page has been very popular with users and has even attracted many readers from Qizhou to join the tribe.

Today, the Qinqi market has merged.

The blog quickly imitated the operation form of tribes, and also established a literature department specifically used to attract users, and tried to use this method to seize the user market with the tribe.

Regarding this.

The department editor said worriedly: "Now the tribe and blog are in a stalemate, and the user activity on both sides is basically the same. The company has very high requirements for each department. If something goes wrong with our literature department, I am afraid that the senior management will take action against us."

"rest assured."

Han Jimei said lightly: "The senior management will not attack you, but will only attack me, the chief operating officer of tribal literature. However, the opponent started later than us after all. We also contact our short story writers to compete with them for the March short story market!"

Someone said: "Then we need to find a way to motivate the enthusiasm of the people."

Han Jimei nodded: "So I plan to set up a million prize in March, and works that win the first prize will receive a million prize. The ranking is determined by users' votes. We held such an event at the beginning of the restructuring, and the effect is still very obvious."

"Let's set up the second prize and the third prize..." said an editor.

Han Jimei nodded. She had already had a scheming case: "The second prize is 500,000 yuan, the third prize is 300,000 yuan, and the fourth to twenty places are 100,000 yuan!"

The scale of this event is much larger than the beginning of the revision!

But this is the cruelty of market competition.

Although the operating costs will increase accordingly, it is worth it if you can successfully win over users who like online short stories!

"After all, it's the quality of the article."

The editor-in-chief sighed: "We can do activities, blogs and activities. When the company is about the same size, it is actually meaningless to compare with capital power. In the end, it is necessary to see which articles on the higher quality, and this link is the most uncontrollable."

"So, this is more talent than who has more talent."

Han Jimei looked serious: "You contact the short storytellers immediately. This is related to the tribe's March traffic. We invite all the biggest short story writers you can invite here!"

"receive!"

The editors responded.

It can be imagined that this short story writer lineup is definitely one level higher than last year's event lineup!

Some even suspect...
Chapter completed!
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