Chapter 134: Finding channels, image design (Thanks to 'Qiu Shui Ran Xing He' for rewarding the leader)
Hearing Zhang Yu's question, Fu Ji secretly thought of trouble in her heart: "This guy really cares about his sister."
Fu Ji knew that if she didn't answer well, it would make Zhang Yu even more curious.
So Fu Ji thought about it and said, "The so-called Shinto means that you were noticed by the eight gods early on, so you signed a contract to be trained."
“Not only can we obtain resources, but we can also receive God’s teachings.”
"Especially in the way of spells, they can truly master the skills related to spells, can modify the various parameters of spells, and even customize their own exclusive spells, directly borrowing the power of the Eight Divisions of the Gods."
"It's not like you guys who can only mark the talisman book stupidly. Once the money is spent, you can only stare at the talisman book in vain."
"I've seen a real talisman master beat another talisman master before. The other person froze the bank account with a report talisman, leaving the opponent with nothing but the talisman book in his hand."
Zhang Yu asked, "Can we use talismans even if we don't have money if we step on the path of God?"
"Of course not. If you don't have money, what god are you praying to?" Fu Ji said, "But those who have embarked on the path of God have high loan limits. They are all acquired holy bodies with unfathomable potential."
Fu Ji sighed, "Every time you think you've finally bankrupted him, you can borrow some money again. His fighting power skyrocketed, and he became even stronger after borrowing money. That's why these guys are best at breaking through in battle."
Zhang Yu understood a little bit after hearing this. Is this the difference between insiders and ordinary users? And the talismans also have real skills? And they have been noticed by the Eight Gods for a long time...
Zhang Yu recalled the memories of his sister in the past in his original body's mind.
It seems that Zhang Pianpian has changed since elementary school, becoming more mature, smarter, and more independent.
It’s just that Zhang Yu was too young at that time. He was either criticized or beaten by his sister every day, and he didn’t realize that there was anything unusual.
At this moment, although more curiosity and doubts surged in his heart, Zhang Yu was most concerned about...
"So many benefits?" Zhang Yu asked solemnly, "What's the price? What is it?"
This is Kunxu. Zhang Yu doesn't believe in the story that the righteous gods appreciate the talents of mortals, accept them as disciples and teach them to become successful.
In the world of Kunxu, any gift from a wealthy person or a god must have a price tag already set.
Fu Ji had already prepared this question, and now she answered: "All talents who have signed a contract with the gods and entered the way of the gods need to join the Eight Divisions of Gods after graduating from university and work as clergy for free for decades to hundreds of years."
Zhang Yu took a deep breath when he heard this. She actually had to work for free for so long? Her sister had been demoted from a part-time worker to a real beast of burden.
Fuki continued, "Of course, people who want to enter the divine path must have a talent."
Zhang Yu asked: "What talent?"
Fu Ji laughed and said, "It has to be a poor person."
“After all, not only are rich people born.”
"It is natural for people to work like a slave. If your family is not poor enough, you cannot be a slave."
Damn it... Zhang Yu was speechless after listening for a while, and could only sigh that his family was gifted.
Observing Zhang Yu's expression, Fu Ji knew that he was just trying to get away with it this time, and thought to herself, "You should just take care of yourself."
Thinking back to Zhang Pianpian's performance, Fuji thought to herself, "Judging from this woman's performance, the god she signed might be a great god-level guy, involving more than 10 levels of divine arrangements."
"When Zhang Yu goes to college, he will know that this is not something he should care about."
Not long after Zhang Yu and Fu Ji finished talking, Bai Zhenzhen called him over.
The two met the contact person of Xianyun Group together and were then arranged to go to the dressing room.
In the dressing room, Yu Xinghan and Song Hailong were already waiting there.
This time, several people who are ranked high in sports competitions and have backgrounds in Xianyun Group came together to shoot an advertisement.
Yu Xinghan was browsing ads on her phone. She glanced at the two people who came in and greeted them, "Hey, you're here too."
Song Hailong, who was taking advantage of the time to breathe, nodded at the two of them and continued to practice hard.
In other words, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's current achievements made them look up to them, which led them to take the initiative to say hello.
If it was Zhao Tianxing who came in, the two white dragons would probably choose to ignore him and turn into cold icebergs.
Zhang Yu took the initiative to start a conversation again, asking, "Do you have any spiritual veins or channels to the spiritual world?"
Yu Xinghan's eyes lit up, he stopped scrolling through the ads, and asked, "Why? Do you want to rent it?"
Zhang Yu nodded: "Do you have any connections?"
Yu Xinghan laughed and said, "Spiritual veins are not good. They are in short supply. Every piece of land is occupied. If you want to use them, you can only rent them and you have to queue up. I don't have any connections to introduce them to you."
Song Hailong suddenly said, "As for the spiritual vein, you should go find Xiong Wenwu, Hu Yuntao and the others. Hongta Animal Husbandry is the largest landlord in Songyang City."
"The three large Lingji ecosystem-type protected areas within a hundred kilometers are all operated by Hongta Animal Husbandry."
Zhang Yu nodded secretly upon hearing this and kept this matter in mind.
Yu Xinghan added: "Although there is no way to deal with the spiritual veins, as for the spiritual world, I might be able to think of a solution for you."
The spiritual world, a spiritual world created by the ten major sects, is also a place that Zhang Yu believes is similar to the virtual network world.
Precisely because of the special nature of the spiritual world, it has functions such as teaching, examination, and tempering the mind of the Tao.
It is said that the higher the level of Kunxu, the higher the realm, the greater the influence of the spiritual world and the more functions it has.
As a Jindan Zhenren who came from the upper level, Zhenren Xinghuo also has many assets in the spiritual world and even has his own spiritual cave. Even if he is on the first level, he can travel to the upper level of Kunxu through the spiritual world from time to time.
But for those who are not good enough at the lower level of Kunxu, especially for the poor people at the first level... the restrictions on the spiritual world are very great. Even the number of accesses per day and the access targets... are all strictly restricted. If you want to access the spiritual world at the upper level of Kunxu, you need to go through layers of approval.
It is conceivable that if one wants to cultivate one's mind through the spiritual world, then that must be another business.
At this moment, Yu Xinghan thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to go back and ask Master, and I'll give you an answer later."
After a while, the makeup artists belonging to several people came over.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
The makeup artist in the lead was petite but beautiful. Her eyes, nose, ears... every part of her body was just right, like a statue with perfect proportions.
The makeup artist said, "Everyone, my name is Miaoyun, and I'm your image designer today."
"Today's ad requires that you show the changes before and after you receive the Imitation Monster Muscles."
Miaoyun is a mature social animal and veteran who has not been fired for 50 years. She is proficient in skills such as expense reimbursement, shirking responsibility, holding meetings, and making plans. She is also the record holder for the longest meeting time in the Songyang branch of Xianyun Group.
As an experienced person, she knows very well that the high school students who are able to shoot commercials often have strong personalities, so she cannot give them the opportunity to choose and must give them direct instructions.
She only said: "We will make you look thinner, poorer and weaker..."
Zhang Yu understood that this was to create the feeling of being poor, ugly and ugly before the operation, and tall, rich and handsome after the operation.
Next, Miaoyun came to Song Hailong first, thinking to herself that it was troublesome. She hated changing the image of such a large person the most. It took a long time and consumed a lot of mana, but the performance was the same as that of a small person.
"But luckily, it's not as big as the body-building internet celebrity..."
Miaoyun felt bitter when she recalled the time when she damaged the fake muscles of a body-building internet celebrity and had to pay compensation yet to fully recover the money.
"I don't know if my overtime application for next month has been approved. I can't get by without overtime."
Although there were thousands of thoughts in her mind, Miaoyun's movements were skillful and quick.
Her fingertips repeatedly touched Song Hailong's body, and magical power was poured into him. Song Hailong's muscles suddenly shrank and even the position of his bones began to change.
Especially when Miaoyun's fingertips pressed on Song Hailong's eyebrows, cheeks and other parts, Song Hailong's image and temperament changed drastically. He changed from a strong little giant to a thin and wretched appearance in the blink of an eye.
After finishing, Miaoyun rubbed her palms. It was obvious that Song Hailong's body was quite tough and it took her a lot of effort to change it.
Zhang Yu, who was standing by, was slightly surprised because he found that he could not see Miaoyun's hand speed at all. The ability of this makeup artist was far beyond that of their students.
He sighed in his heart, as expected of a corporate slave in a big company, his fighting power was stronger than that of a high school student.
Seeing Song Hailong's sudden change, he sighed in his heart: "It's like pinching a person."
At the same time, he also realized that Miaoyun's appearance was so perfect and exquisite that it must have been sculpted by himself.
Then Miaoyun walked in front of Yu Xinghan again, pointed a finger at him, and said, "Your magic resistance is pretty good, but hold back now."
Yu Xinghan said embarrassedly: "The horizontal training method really cannot be collected."
Miaoyun sighed helplessly. Compared with large clients, what she hated more was clients who practiced horizontal exercises. The difficulty suddenly increased from kneading plasticine to kneading steel bars, which put more strain on her hands.
She sighed inwardly, "It looks like these hands won't last this year and need to be replaced."
When Miaoyun came in front of Bai Zhenzhen, she observed her appearance for a while and suddenly said, "Little girl, I like your face shape. Would you like to sell me a face model?"
Bai Zhenzhen has a cold temperament and said calmly: "Do you think that I would not be a face model even though I look like this?"
"That's true." Miaoyun smiled and said, "Tell me what it's called and I'll collect one."
As a senior makeup artist and image designer, Miaoyun has always collected various facial models and followed the latest trends, otherwise she would not be able to pass the company's annual technical assessment.
In her opinion, Bai Zhenzhen's face model is a kind of technical reserve.
As for Song Hailong and Yu Xinghan? Those were not just the plastic surgery faces of rich people, used to maintain their image or hide their personal information.
(End of this chapter)