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 I saw that the director Alan Akush had slipped to the ground, his long neck was leaning on the director's chair, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he looked like he was collapsed.
 "Alan, Alan!" Joe Dante the "twin" yelled in fright, running to the director, reaching out to grab the director, "What's the matter with you, Alan?"
 Ronald stepped forward and hugged Joe. "Don't touch him, we don't know what the director is sick with, it may aggravate the condition. I have learned first aid, let me see."
 Handing Joe over to Jim who ran over, Ronald stepped forward to support the director who was lying on the ground and began to check the situation. Put your fingers under your nose. Fortunately, there are weak but continuous breaths, tap the artery in the neck, and a pulse. Ronald breathed a sigh of relief.
 "Jenny, Jenny! Come and help me." Jenny, the field recorder, ran. "So, help me hold his head with both hands." Seeing that Jenny was helping him, Ronald got up and moved the director's chair away, and then took over Jenny's Director Allen lay flat on the ground. He unbuttoned his shirt, opened his mouth and looked, but luckily there was no vomit.
 Don't worry, it's okay. Ronald got up and took off his jacket, folded it in half, and placed it under the director's neck, keeping his head open.
 "The pulse and breathing are all right, maybe I passed out from overwork," Ronald announced to everyone around him, "Please don't form a circle, please stay 10 feet away and let the director ventilate here! Thank you. "
 After persuading everyone, Ronald discussed with the twins, Joe Dante, Jenny, and assistant Jim who were standing in the inner circle.
 "I'm going to call 911. Now the director is inconvenient to move. I'll take care of it here. Joe can go on..."
 "No, no, don't call 911." Twin Joe Dante seemed to recover, "Don't call 911, we'll drive him to the hospital."
 "Huh? Aren't you members of the Directors Guild (DGA)? Do you have medical insurance?"
 "It's not about insurance... Anyway, listen to me, we'll deliver it ourselves"
 Ronald and Jim, Jenny and others exchanged glances, "Okay, since you said that, I'll go and drive in the car."
 Joe Dante took his car keys out of his trouser pocket and handed them to Ronald, "Silver Ford Grenada."
 I quickly ran out of the high school, and there were a lot of cars parked in the parking lot at the entrance, and I couldn't find where the cars were parked at a glance.
 "Hi, Ronnie." A man stuck his head out of the crew's van window. "Where are you going in a hurry?" It was the crew's driver, Chris.
 That's right, the driver of the crew stopped here to watch the car during the day. He had nothing to do, so let him drive the van out, otherwise the director's height of nearly two meters would not be easy to handle.
 "Just right, hurry up, drive the van in, the director passed out, and we have to go to the hospital."
 The driver, Chris, hurriedly put down the attic magazine in his hand and started the Chevrolet van. Ronnie climbed into the co-pilot, "Joe let's take Director Allen to the hospital, you and I have a hard time."
 The Chevrolet van pulled into the school and clacked to a stop next to the camera. Ronald jumped out of the car in one step, opened the back door of the van, "get on from here" and then jumped into the carriage, caught the director's head inside, and the assistant director behind held director Allen's feet, "One, two, three !" The two of them forcefully moved the director to the ground in the back of the van.
 The assistant director stayed in the car to take care of Alan.
 Ronald jumped out of the car and closed the rear door. "Where's Joe?" asked the director of photography, "I'll give him back the keys."
 "I'm here, and Joe Dante's voice comes from the front of the car."
 Ronald handed the keys to Joe, who nodded to him, opened the passenger door, and was about to sit in.
 "No, how do we shoot when you go?" Ronald was stunned.
 "I have to take him to the hospital.
 The assistant director will go with me, you and Dean will seize the magic light time, finish these few scenes according to your story, and then call the boss, he will arrange it. Saying that, Joe looked at the director of photography next to him, "Dean, is it alright?" "
 The director of photography nodded and made an OK gesture. The assistant director got into the car, and the Chevrolet van turned around and opened to the school gate.
 Ronald shouted at the van, "Wait, which hospital are you going to?"
 "Cedar-Sinai Medical Center in Beverly Hills..." Joe's voice drifted over.
 Ronald hadn't yet reacted from this miraculous operation. Jim slapped Ronnie on the shoulder, "Hey, you heard it, Joe Dante trusts your storyboards. I said, you're so specific, just find someone to take a picture of you. Just a split shot."
 Ronald looked at Jim, unable to tell him the truth.
 He picked up the electric horn and started shouting at the group performers: "Everyone, let's continue shooting. Reset, reset each group, we'll do it again right away."
 Then he ran to the camera and asked the director of photography: "Mr. Candy, how long can this magic light be shot?"
 "One shot before sunrise. About two shots after sunrise."
 He turned his head and said to Jim, "Quick, I want 10-1, you stare first." After speaking, he quickly ran into the teaching building.
 On the set, 10-1 was the code to go to the bathroom. Ronald rushed all the way to the bathroom. Facing the mirror in the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and splashed his face with cold water in his hands.
 "Ronald, you can do it!"
 "This is an opportunity that you can definitely seize."
 "As soon as it's filmed, the owner, Mr. Roger Coleman, will put your name on the subtitles."
 Ronald made a few self-suggestions. He wiped his face with his hands, and there were still drops of water on his eyebrows and beard, and ran out of the teaching building.
 The various group performances have been reset, Dai Yang, who played the good girl, stood in front of the welcome stage of the Science Society, and the actors of the football team and freshmen also took their places.
 Ronald walked up to Day Young and smiled: "Dai, we need another one to make sure we have enough film for editing. How do you feel about your acting?"
 Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, Dai Yang didn't know how to answer this question, "Uh, I think the protagonist Kate is a good girl, she will be a little overwhelmed when she encounters a bullying freshman in the football team, so I Mainly play this emotion."
 "Fine, you did a great job. Besides, Kate, unlike the girls on the cheerleading team, doesn't usually socialize with the stars of the football team, so I thought maybe she'd take a half step back and stay away from these muscle sticks. What do you think?"
 "Wow, I didn't know you knew acting, Ronnie. You were right."
 "No, I'm just on a sports team in high school, and I want to date a student like Kate, but they're all avoiding me."
 "Hahaha……"
 Ronald guided Day Young according to the finished film in his dream.
 Seeing Day Young relax, Ronnie walked back and asked the DP, "Mr. Candy, what do you think? Can we get started?"
 "No problem, you come to give the order."
 "Everyone pay attention, we will start the official shooting below."
 Jenny started playing the board again, "127 games, the first shot, the second..."
 Ronald picked up the electric horn: "Recording...camera..."
 "Start shooting (!)"
 Maybe a new acting method was used, or maybe the group performance was more proficient after the last performance. Ronald felt that this shot was better than Allen's. He looked at DP Dean Candy: "How's it going?"
 "Very good, this one can pass."
 "Jim, Mr. Candy said it's okay. Both this and Kamijou are printed."
 "Ok, no problem."
 Jim also took over as first assistant director after Ronald was promoted to interim director. At the end of the two lines on the shooting log, mark the word "printing".
 The film used for shooting is a negative film, and after it is developed, it has to be reprinted into a positive film before it can be viewed. In order to save costs, the general director will indicate which shots need to be kept and which ones should not be discarded.
 The camera crew is back up and running.
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 Hollywood has summed up a lot of formulas... What movie will be successful? 
 But there are always big box office hits that fit the formula, 
 Ronald Lee travels back to Hollywood in the 1980s, 
 Can he discover the secret to the movie's success? 
 Because he can dream about movie clips he saw in his previous life... 
 He is good at making high-box-office movies, and he is also good at getting actors to win awards. 
 Brought Ronald many friends, enemies, and confidantes... 
 Please let the author take you back to the 80s with breakdance, afro, and high shoulder pads 
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 The mediocre teacher Jia Siwen has obtained the spike system and becomes a god-level teacher!
 The students led by them became the top students in the college entrance examination, won the mathematics Olympiad, and the international competition made our country famous!
 The following students are the most grateful and favorite teacher-Jia Siwen!
 I have a showdown: I really am a physical education teacher!
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 I am Li Yao, I am really anxious right now. 
 　　 
 I just received a message from my bro who has passed on. Although she’s a girl who I got along with very well and she is charismatic, I am still anxious about what that needs to be anxious about. 
 Afterwards, my bro told me that she transmigrated and even became a mage… 
 I know, I might be striking rich soon. 
 …… 
 Li Yao: “What happened to being an eye pleasing angel? Why are you still a dark devil?! I want a refund, I tell you!” 
 Lin Xiaowei: “Get lost!” 
 Li Yao: ”Sure!”
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 Recently, a reporter conducted an exclusive interview with Zuo Zhen at the World Contribution Award Ceremony of the World United Nations General Assembly. 
 "Zuo Zhen, a legendary figure who rose up in the barbaric era and made people truly understand the meaning of video games." 
 "You develop countless interesting games and use this as an opportunity to develop a mature semiconductor industry system." 
 "You were doubted by countless people at first, but in the end you were proven right." 
 Faced with these compliments, Zuo Zhen felt helpless. 
 "It all starts from the time when the dream began." 
 "My original goal was just to pay back a thousand yuan." 
 "As for the achievements you mentioned, they are all unintentional." 
 The interview is over, and the title of the interview is: "A low-key and humble gamer" 
 At the same time, domestic players were celebrating the moment when Zuo Zhen won the award. 
 "Wow, my beloved Minecraft is finally recognized by the world!" 
 "Looking at your achievements, shouldn't the most important thing to celebrate is that Black Myth won the best game of the year?" 
 "The one upstairs, I think Gu Jian Qi Tan can fight with him." 
 "The Dyson Sphere plan isn't bad either, is it?" 
 "You seem to have forgotten Overwatch, right? This is a top game recognized all over the world. It is a good game that fully embodies the harmony and love between countries, and jointly fight against fate!" 
 "Sorry, orcs will never be slaves!" 
 … 
 This book is a parallel world and has nothing to do with the real world. Any similarity is purely coincidental. 
 This book focuses on game production and focuses on experience. It will have some commercial content, but not much. 
 The minimum number of new books on the shelf is 10,000 words per day, and the credibility of the completed book is guaranteed to be 2.6 million words.
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 (Non-alien, holographic version of the World of Warcraft game) 
 On January 23, 2023, the national server of World of Warcraft, which had been in operation for 18 years, was closed. 
 Wen Xin, who invested all his wealth in Warcraft Studio, went bankrupt and received a mysterious card when he was desperate. 
 "The World of Warcraft game login card is activated and bound to the user: Wen Xin." 
 Wen Xin traveled into the World of Warcraft game and found that this was a different kind of World of Warcraft, and the game had just launched its server. 
 Every time you exit the game, the earnings in the game can be converted into real currency. 
 then. 
 Wen Xin relied on 18 years of experience in the World of Warcraft game to start a business in the game like crazy, and accidentally became rich in real life.
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 Liu Qing resigned.
 He wrote on the reasons for his resignation:
 “I’m going to inherit hundreds of millions of properties.”
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 This is the age of VR games and artificial intelligence. 
 As an ordinary college student, I finally have my first girlfriend in my life! 
 Although it is an artificial intelligence in a virtual reality love game, my life has been turned upside down since then... 
 A Shura field between the virtual two-dimensional "wife" and the "girlfriend" living together in reality? Artificial intelligence with self-awareness? 
 There seems to be something wrong with my virtual reality...
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 The young and promising Cheng Zhu saw a question online: "If you were given a chance to go back to the past and be reborn, would you want it?" 
 As the most arrogant person in the circle, Cheng Zhu looked at the thousands of comments in the comment area wanting to be reborn, and directly pretended to reply "No", and attached a screenshot of the bright balance in the bank card. 
 But the next moment... 
 He was reborn! 
 ... 
 This book is also known as "Don't disappoint good girls, don't waste bad girls", "Who said I just want to make money, adults don't make choices", "The prodigal son has lost his head, how to reply", "I told you to have no women in your heart, but I didn't tell you to have no women around you", etc.
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 Five thousand years of majestic China, just one hundred years of humiliation, how many treasures have been lost overseas?
 Famous porcelain, beautiful jade, bring them all!
 Oriental, Western, all mine!
 Eat mine and spit it out, take mine and give it back!
 Antiques, cultural play, food, beautiful scenery, all are not spared!
 Let’s see how Jin Muchen relied on a pair of golden eyes, full of pride and courage, and counterattacked in the United States!
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 In a foreign country, a leisurely little farmer. 
 Beer, side dishes, beef and sheep barbecue, small pond, three or five fish and shrimp, a pot of soup. 
 There are hundreds of flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer, snow in winter, and a hut in the woods.
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 Have you ever thought about what the goddess in your mind will look like in front of others?
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 The most perfect and unsolvable anchor that people have to like, struggle, happy, enjoyable life!
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 He was born again. This is not terrible. It is not terrible to cross the world where mutant bugs run around. 
 The point is … he regenerated a panda, and also obtained a moe selling system. A panda’s heart collapsed, and his life was gone. He obviously broke the table, but he had to upgrade by selling moe! 
 People all over the world are excited! The marshal’s companion beast’s combat effectiveness is invincible, and all the peculiar mutated insects will be killed by one claw! 
 What’s more … it’s so cute. 
 The rumor said that the panda was holding the Grand Marshal’s leg slowly and slowly, and showed the Marshal with the barely visible wound on his paw, grieving, “It hurts, I’m injured.” 
 【Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host selling moe, get three points selling moe value. 】 
 The Field Marshal is expressionless, and a panda that can blow a group of insects with a single punch can do nothing good. 
 Who knows that the panda looked up and asked with poor eyes, what taste does bamboo have today?
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