After finishing his day of work as usual, Wang Zheng and Nangong Tiezhu returned to the living area of ​​the outer disciples.

Originally, according to his own plan, Wang Zheng planned to complete post-production work such as editing, dubbing, and special effects at home.

But after hearing what Wang Zheng said, Nangong Tiezhu insisted on coming to Wang Zheng's long-term insight.

Wang Zheng couldn't resist him, so he had to let him go.

Besides, even if he doesn't come, Wang Zheng will ask him to come when needed.

Because some operations, with an assistant to help, it will be easier.

In the dark room, Wang Zheng did not hold a light, but sat in front of the table in this dark environment.

Beside him was the tall Nangong Tiezhu. In the darkness, Nangong Tiezhu's small eyes seemed to be able to emit light because of excitement.

"Editing, as the name suggests, is to select, choose, decompose and connect a large amount of materials taken in the production of the film.

Finally, a coherent and smooth work with clear meaning, distinct theme and artistic appeal is completed.

There are many techniques in this design, but no matter what, editing is the official beginning of film creation."

Wang Zheng's voice rang in the dark room, and he slowly said the concept of editing.

Nangong Tiezhu, who was standing beside him, couldn't hear clearly. Although he didn't understand what Wang Zheng was saying, he just thought it was very powerful.

"When I'm doing the late stage, you must not make any sound."

Wang Zheng's voice was full of seriousness. Editing was a major event that directly affected the quality of the entire work in the later stage and could not tolerate any interference.

Nangong Tiezhu seemed to feel Wang Zheng's seriousness, and quickly held his breath and nodded, not daring to say a word.

After realizing Nangong Tiezhu's consciousness, Wang Zheng let out a long sigh and picked up a photo stone, and he was about to start the first editing work in his two lives.

Moreover, this editing work is more complicated than what he learned. After all, there is no computer or film in Tianyuan World. If you want to complete the editing, you have to rely entirely on your own theoretical knowledge and the characteristics of the photoreal stone to complete it.

Wang Zheng, who was holding the shadow stone, injected a true energy into it. The shadow stone immediately burst out with a glimmer of light, and the glimmer of light seemed unusually obvious in the darkness.

Seeing the glimmer of light appear, Wang Zheng quickly placed the photo stone on the empty table. The next moment, a lifelike picture projected from the photo stone.

The content of the picture is a close-up of Wang Zheng's dull face.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zheng slowly raised his right hand and faced the picture with another photo stone that had already been in his hand. The true energy continued to inject into it and began recording.

At the same time, Wang Zheng's voice also sounded in the dark room:

"My name is Wang Dachui, and I am an actor, and I am filming a low-cost martial arts drama."

Wang Zheng's tone was almost the original Wang Dahui, and his tone was slightly faster without any unnecessary emotions.

"This is too low-cost, right? Which children's toy sword is used?"

The projected picture looks extremely smooth because Nangong Tiezhu urged the fighting spirit to take a step back.

Wang Zheng, holding a toy sword, was also exposed to the picture, and Wang Zheng himself was also dubbing in a slightly shocked tone at the right time.

The screening of the photo stone is perfectly combined with Wang Zheng's monologue. Under such operation, Wang Zheng edits the video in this way while voiced it.

After doing this, Wang Zheng stopped the output of his true energy and carefully placed the shadow stone in his hand aside.

Then he picked up the photo stone that was playing on his own on the table, wiped away the true energy contained in it, and the bright light that suddenly dissipated from the photo stone, and the projected picture also stopped abruptly, as if it had never existed.

Then, Wang Zheng injected another ray of true energy, and the shadow stone started to play again.

"Tiezhu, find another new photoshoot stone and take pictures at the illusion as I do."

Looking at the slowly playing illusion, Wang Zheng gave up his position while holding two pieces of metal in his hand and instructed Nangong Tiezhu.

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he quickly did as he did, took a new photo stone, sat in the seat where Wang Zheng sat, and continued to inject the fighting spirit, but he still took a meticulous shot at the picture.

The screen was played again and Wang Dachu looked at the toy sword in his hand with a surprised look on his face. At this moment, Wang Zheng, who was standing in the dark, was concentrating his energy as an illusionist.

Almost as Wang Zheng, I was in a state of mind, and illusions appeared on the other side at the same time.

It was a ray of light. Under Wang Zheng's control, the light appeared accurately on the wooden sword that Wang Zheng was staring at in the picture.

Then, a crisp sound of biling sounded, and the light flashed from top to bottom on the wooden sword.

With his half-baked illusion level, he was able to deal with such low-cost productions that he never expected. This was something Wang Zheng had thought of long ago.

As for the sound of biling, it was made by Wang Zheng rubbing the metal in his hand.

In the New China period, the older generation of Chinese film artists were often used by them due to technical conditions.

"It's already of this quality, but it's still shiny?"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zheng's slightly crying and incredible voice rang in the dark room, continuing his dubbing work.

biling, biling, biling...

In line with the progress of the picture, three more rapid and crisp sounds came from Wang Zheng's hands.

At the same time, Wang Zheng, who was concentrating on wielding the illusion, also cooperated to flash three white lights on the wooden sword in the picture projected by the lexicon stone.

"You are not convinced by saying that you have poor quality?"

"Okay, this section is OK, stop."

After completing this dubbing, Wang Zheng stopped Nangong Tiezhu at the right time as the plot was about to develop to the scene.

Hearing Wang Zheng's call, Nangong Tiezhu quickly stopped the output of the Dou Qi, and said in surprise, as if he had discovered a new continent:

"Hey! So magical! With your illusion-breaking technique, the effect is completely different."

Nangong Tiezhu's appearance as a rustic bully who had never seen the world made Wang Zheng very useful. Wang Zheng nodded indifferently and said:

"This is where I went? Follow me, there will be bigger scenes in the future. Don't talk and keep quiet!"

After forcibly showing off his sense of superiority, he did not give Nangong Tiezhu a chance to refute or be puzzled. Wang Zheng once again picked up a new photo stone.
Chapter completed!