It feels like he is no stranger, and he is constantly blowing air conditioning and sunshine outside the window, all of which makes him feel unreal.

Always cautious, he nodded and said "Nice to meet you" instead of feeling unwell.
Yuan Yu casually glanced at all kinds of people around her eyes, and then she lifted it elsewhere and said, "I saw this car, and there is no strong opponent. There is also a Shi Lingxue sister who is particularly good at making makeup for the elderly."
SchLing Xue
The name Zhou Yan has also been heard. She is an expert in making face special effects. She has made it to the point where it can be fake.
Zhou Yan followed his line of sight and saw a girl with dark skin and curly hair leaning against the seat, her head tilted on one side and her eyelids were thick with bruises.
"Look at this announcement, it says that special effects makeup and creation are to create those monsters and aliens." Yuan Yu picked up a single page of fingers and snapped it. "I feel that the champion is between you and me."
Zhou Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth and always felt that winning the championship was not a good thing. He could say, "Brother Yuan, you are the best in our industry, but I can’t compete with you."
Yuan Yu was very satisfied with his face, but he waved his hand again and again and said, "Where are you, Xiao Zhou? You are a rising star in Ran Ran, our special effects field. I saw what was the name of that movie? It was great."
Zhou Yan smiled politely and didn’t speak. Most of her film projects were unsuccessful. I don’t know where this Yuan Yu saw the film.
Chapter 135 Chapter 135
faeff
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challenge
At this time, the air was stuffy and hot, and a group of people were packing a huge warehouse not far from the asphalt road. Because of the high temperature, even the scene in the air was slightly distorted.
Rao is always informal, and Zhou Yan can’t help but squint her eyes and palm against the brow bone to block the dazzling sunshine.
But to his surprise, it seems that Mr. K, the host, is dressed completely, as if he were in a transfer room, and his face is not stained with sweat.
He still kept an elegant posture and continued to tell the rules of the game in front of everyone. "Here you will decide the outcome by team or individual competition, and finally a winner will be rewarded."
Yuan Yu, beside the reward Zhou Yan, straightened his chest involuntarily, showing the pride of a senior special effects artist.
"What about being eliminated?" Someone asked
Zhou Yan looked at the man, who was also a special effects artist in the industry. Zhou Yan’s eyes met, and he nodded slightly.
Looking back, Zhou Yan faintly noticed that something was wrong just now. Everyone in the car seemed to be divided into two factions, and the young man who made the wind power was opposite, looking at Zhou Yan and a group of people disdainfully.
Are bus people divided into power and special effects artists? This classification seems really strange.
"What if someone is eliminated?"
Has been dizzy to sleep Shi Ling Xue lazily raised his hand in the shade and shouted.
Mr. K showed an elusive smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "You will know later."
"Well, you’ve had enough rest. You’re going to enter our competition venue. Please read the manual in detail to guide that this place is a desert island. I can’t guarantee what danger you will encounter."
With that, Mr. K turned cleanly and left, walking towards the huge packing warehouse.
Zhou Yan and Yuan Yu glances, followed the crowd later.
"Zhou Yan Zhou Yan, how do I feel that this bus seems to have other powers?" Yuan Yu’s eyes rolled around and pulled a week of Yan sleeve novels.
"Yes," Zhou Yan nodded and replied very softly. "There are two factions, one is an ordinary special effects teacher like us, and the other is various skills and powers. I think this classification is a bit strange."
"Of course it’s strange."
Slightly louder, the two men were suddenly surprised and looked back to find that it was Shi Ling Xue
Sunlight poured down on her wheat-colored skin, and she approached the two of them and said, "According to past experience, they are all powers or special effects artists. Although the competition was announced as a confrontation between special effects artists, there must be something wrong with so many powers."
Yuan Yu swallowed and said with some trepidation, "You mean we ordinary people are in danger?"
No wonder Zhou Yan raised her eyebrows. Special effects artists are familiar with all kinds of routines. They are surprisingly receptive to such strange things, and they can also quickly refine effective information.
Shi Ling Xue nodded gravely and said, "There must be danger."
"Not necessarily," said Zhou Yan, pointing to the scarlet letter on the leaflet that had been turned over many times. "That strange host specially said the theme of this competition, faeff, and the third article also said that there are special effects artists to prepare props and materials. In fact, the theme of this competition is still special effects artists."
"Say is no matter what’s in the big tin box first." Yuan Yu saw that everyone else entered the warehouse and quickly took Zhou Yan and Shi Ling Xue to the warehouse.
When they entered the warehouse, there was a biting cold coming on them.
It doesn’t belong to the special air conditioning, but it seeps into the bone marrow, and the cold and dazzling lights never seem to illuminate the surrounding scenery.
Zhou Yangang wanted to alert others, but he was attracted by the front decoration.
This is the dream of all special effects artists. There is a neat workbench in the center of the huge room, and all the walls are equipped with vertical cabinets. Special effects makeup can be seen, and the names of materials are displayed on those vertical counters.
Further, there are brand-new thermoplastic film instruments, laser engraving machines and even 3D printing instruments in the prop room, which are specially made for props.
The special effects artists on the scene couldn’t help but be dazzled and have the same idea in their hearts-this is simply heaven.
The difference between special effects artists is the attitude of those powers. They gather in the corner of the room with serious faces and make various analyses on the display of the room.
"It’s very cold here, and I feel that there should be some hidden creatures."
"Maybe it’s the tune. The theme this time is faeff. Damn it. Does anyone know what that means?" Wind power young people ask questions
"I heard," said a player who looked calm in the past. "It’s just that when ordinary people were discussing, I heard what special effects makeup was. What was it?"
I don’t know.
I don’t know!
"How do I know what the hell it is!"
The powers’ faces also showed a little uneasy expression at this time. This time, it was different, not only without detailed background introduction, but also without communication.
And the most important thing is that there is no hierarchy, that is, this time the players are all of different levels.
They have never met such a strange thing, and they are deeply afraid of that strange system and feel a little tricky in the face of such an unknown.
"No matter what, take it one step at a time. After all, we are also a powerful group." The calm-looking player patted the wind power shoulder and said with relief.
Just when everyone had their own thoughts, Mr. K came to the middle of the room. As soon as he appeared, the original noise disappeared
"Well, welcome to the most important competition venue. Please read the brochure carefully again and don’t forget our competition rules." Mr. K still wears white gloves.
Zhou Yan looked down at the eye, and the description of the props was-[4. Players can go to the room to separate the materials and props except the dormitory. Of course, these two places will be locked at night.
If you go into these two rooms by mistake at night, please take off your badge and stand facing the wall until dawn. Please pay attention if there is a sound or a sense of staring.]
This weird rule made Zhou Yan frown. What’s weird here?
Mr. K stopped the noise again with a slight wave of his hand. He said to all the players present, "We are going to have a pre-competition challenge. If we stand out in the pre-competition challenge, the winner will get a gap, which means he will not be eliminated in the official competition."
When this statement comes out, all the players are not refreshed, which is equivalent to a dead gold medal, which is too important for the competition.
"In addition, our first official competition is in the form of a team, which means that you will team up against other teams. Please choose your teammates after the challenge."
Seeing that someone wants to ask Mr. K, he barely reveals a smile and says Nan Feng, "I know many of you want to know about the faeff competition, and I don’t sell it. Please invite everyone to their respective white desks."
Zhou Yan and two other familiar special effects artists chose a corner workbench.