Before meeting Fu Qianyi, Yan Chaochao had never known that this talented director who debuted mid-career was actually best at...

behave in a spoiled manner.

It just so happens that the trick of acting coquettishly is particularly useful for Yan Chaochao, who is soft-hearted and cannot stand being tough.

Under Fu Qianyi's series of gentle "please" and "I beg you", Yan Chaochao appeared at the door of Fu Qianyi's studio the next day.

Almost as soon as Yan Chaochao rang the doorbell, Fu Qianyi opened the door.

"Come in quickly."

Yan Chaochao followed Fu Qianyi and entered Fu Qianyi's studio for the first time.

The studio is entirely composed of black and white, with large blocks of color creating a striking contrast within the room. Within the monochromatic room, Yan Chaochao and Fu Qian are the only two bright spots of color.

Approaching Fu Qianyi's work desk, Yan Chaochao noticed at a glance that there were more than a dozen pure black wastebaskets placed next to the desk, which were already filled with crumpled storyboard papers.

After the two sat down, they quickly continued their discussion about the script from yesterday.

"If you're talking about someone who understands how organisms survive in harsh environments..." Yan Chaozhao was slightly taken aback by Fu Qianyi's words, then a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. "I think I actually know someone, but I wonder if he'd be willing to come."

Hearing Yan Chaochao's words, Fu Qianyi's eyes lit up, and he wrote a blank check without hesitation: "As long as he comes, the salary will be negotiable!"

Three minutes later, Yuan Cong, who was broadcasting live, suddenly received a game message.

Caught off guard, Yuan Cong clicked on the game message and saw that it came from "Lululu".

[Lululu: Do you have time recently?]

[Lululu: My friend is preparing a doomsday film and needs someone who understands the survival of organisms in harsh environments.]

[Luolulu: Would you like to participate in the script discussion? Salary is negotiable.]

Each word in these three messages was clearly comprehensible, but when put together, Yuan Cong suddenly felt as if he had dyslexia.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room had completely turned into a sea of ​​question marks. Before the situation got further out of control, Yuan Cong ended the live broadcast in time.

"Sorry, I have to log off temporarily."

Just because Yuan Cong ended the live broadcast does not mean the end of the controversy, it just means that the heat has just started to rise.

Soon, a series of related terms became hot searches one after another.

#Yan Chaochao doomsday movie#

#Y神之天#

There were even some hot searches that went off topic.

#Will the end of the world really come#

Many netizens who had not watched the live broadcast were caught off guard by this series of hot search terms.

[This series of trending searches… I almost thought today was the end of the world! ]

[I never imagined that one day, God Y and Doomsday would be put together in this way...]

[I laughed so hard, hahahahaha. As soon as I came out of the live broadcast room, I rushed to the trending searches. As expected, each trending search term is more exciting than the last! ]

After watching the live video clips, confused netizens finally understood the causes and consequences of these hot searches.

But soon after, netizens' attention shifted to other places.

[So, is Yan Chaozhao planning to shoot a doomsday-themed movie next?]

[It doesn't necessarily mean Yan Chaochao is the one acting in this film. Didn't she say that her friend is preparing this film?]

I'm curious about what kind of script they would come up with if we invited God Y to participate in the script discussion.

[Yan Chaozhao, Yan Chaozhao's friend, and God Y... If the crew only has these three people, it seems like this crew isn't very reliable...]

***

While netizens were discussing the hot search, in Fu Qianyi's studio.

"Unreliable No. 1" Yan Chaochao and "Unreliable No. 2" Fu Qianyi are waiting for the arrival of "Unreliable No. 3".

"He said he was nearby and would be there in about an hour." After receiving a reply from God Y, Yan Chaochao quickly synchronized the message with Fu Qianyi.

Fu Qianyi watched Yan Chaozhao contact Y God with some curiosity, his eyes showing interest: "So the person you are talking about is someone you met in the game?"

"Yes." Yan Chaozhao nodded naturally, "I met him when I was playing 'If There Are Only 7 Days Left'."

"I know this game!" Fu Qianyi's eyes lit up immediately. "This game seems to be very popular recently. But when the game was first released, I was still filming, so I never played it."

Hearing Fu Qianyi's words, Yan Chaochao couldn't help but look at her with wide eyes: "You haven't played this game?" There was a hint of surprise and disbelief in her voice.

Seeing Yan Chaochao's performance, Fu Qianyi didn't know why, but he felt a little scared.

"……ah."

"In that case..." Yan Chaochao suddenly moved closer to Fu Qianyi, and the distance between them instantly became closer. She looked directly into Fu Qianyi's eyes and spoke word by word, "Before we continue to revise the script, do you want to play a game first?"

Under Yan Chaochao's burning gaze, Fu Qianyi nodded blankly.

35 minutes later, Fu Qianyi sat in front of the screen with the game controller in his hand, regretting for the Nth time why he nodded in agreement at that time.

Ever since he started playing games, Yan Chaochao seemed like a different person.

They were using the latest online team mode. In this mode, victory is achieved only if both members of the team reach the final destination safely.

Yan Chaochao had no problem completing the game by himself, but now that he was accompanied by a gaming novice, Fu Qianyi, things became complicated.

In the first three games, when Yan Chaochao was trying to pass the level, Fu Qianyi, who was standing still, would suddenly die in the game due to various bizarre reasons.

In the first game, Fu Qianyi was standing in the stairwell. Suddenly, the wooden floor under his feet broke, and Fu Qianyi's character fell directly down the stairs and died.

In the second round, Fu Qianyi carefully avoided the stairwells and all high places and stood on the flat ground. But before Fu Qianyi could breathe a sigh of relief, a pool of water slowly flowed to her side.

This was also the first time that Fu Qianyi realized that "electrical leakage" + "conductive water" could also be the cause of death.

In the third round, Fu Qianyi avoided all high places and stood on flat ground. At the same time, he carefully observed the surrounding situation to ensure that he was in a dry environment with no water or electricity around.

As a result, when Fu Qianyi was controlling her character to retreat step by step, the giant lizard that had been lurking behind the mound suddenly jumped out. Before Fu Qianyi's character had time to struggle, her screen went completely black.

After the first three games, Fu Qianyi was completely in a state of doubt about his life.

She turned her head to think about her script, and suddenly began to think about her own settings.

In such an extreme doomsday environment, how could the people who can survive be real little white rabbits?

Strength, luck, wisdom.

None of these factors can be missing.

If she were placed in such an environment, would she be able to survive?

"no."

After hearing Yan Chaochao's answer, Fu Qianyi realized that he had unknowingly asked the question in his heart.

"Why not?"

Although after playing "If There Are Only 7 Days Left", Fu Qianyi had already vaguely judged his own probability of survival in the doomsday, but after hearing Yan Chaochao's answer, Fu Qianyi still wanted to know the reason for her judgment.

Yan Chaochao's gaze lingered on Fu Qianyi's muscleless calves, soft belly, and slender arms for a moment, and then suddenly became quiet.

In the unspeakable silence, even though Yan Chaochao didn't speak, her eyes and expression had fully answered Fu Qianyi.

Seeing Yan Chaochao's expression, Fu Qianyi, who had already begun to back down, stood up again and said, "No! Come again!"

Fu Qianyi picked up the game controller angrily: "I don't believe I won't be able to complete this game today!"

Seeing Fu Qianyi's reaction, a hint of admiration flashed in Yan Chaochao's eyes.

Although "courage", "wisdom" and "luck" are important in surviving the apocalypse, they are not the absolute factors that determine whether humans can survive. There are more important things than these three factors -

The desire to survive.

The most instinctive desire for survival is what enables human beings to burst out with infinite vitality in dangerous situations, ultimately overcome difficult and dangerous conditions, and get out of the aimless despair.

However, Fu Qianyi's courage lasted for a shorter time this time, only two games.

After being mauled to death by a sudden attacking beast once again, Fu Qianyi stared blankly at the screen, muttering to himself, "This is unscientific... This is unreasonable..."

"Who on earth designed this kind of game..."

Listening to Fu Qianyi's mumbling, Yan Chaochao gently hit Fu Qianyi on the back of the head with the game controller, and said in a cold tone: "Need I remind you that in the doomsday setting of your script, the living environment facing mankind is even worse than in the game?"

"In the game, these creatures have at most evolved forms suitable for the apocalypse, completing another adaptation to the environment. But in your scenario, when the apocalypse truly arrives, everything outside the Ark, including humans and other plants and animals, will be completely annihilated..."

Listening to Yan Chaochao's words, Fu Qianyi suddenly pounced on Yan Chaochao: "I was wrong... I shouldn't have designed the environment to be so extreme..."

"It's too late," Yan Chaochao mercilessly pressed the back of Fu Qianyi's neck, "Think carefully about how to make the story complete."

As Fu Qianyi pretended to cry, the studio doorbell rang again.

"Here I come."

Yan Chaochao stood up and walked to the door of the studio and opened it.

When the door opened, the figure outside also appeared in front of Yan Chaochao.

The boy was wearing a khaki jacket, and he looked like a freshly baked bun. The sunlight fell on his curly hair and curved eyebrows, making him look particularly gentle.

"Hello, I'm..."

Yuan Cong hesitated for a moment before saying his name. His real name took a detour and eventually became——

"Y God."

But as Yuan Cong spoke, Yan Chaochao frowned slightly because of the familiar figure.

I always feel like... I seem to have seen it somewhere?

Suddenly, Yan Chaochao opened his eyes wide.

When Yuan Cong said "Y God", she blurted out the name almost at the same time.

"Yuan Cong?"

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