Is He Really The Protagonist?

"Thank you, teacher. If I have a chance in the future, I will come to you again for advice."

Xiao Bosheng stood at the door of Jiangcheng Cultural Center, waving goodbye to the old man who was white-haired but still energetic.

The old man's name is Jiang Yixin. He is an older generation artist in Jiangcheng. He is good at a variety of ethnic musical instruments. He was previously a member of the Jiangcheng ethnic music ensemble and was mainly responsible for playing percussion instruments.

The old man met Xiao Posheng when he came to the cultural center to borrow a drum for recording. He gave Xiao Posheng a few words of guidance, so Xiao Posheng climbed up the pole and asked him for a lot of advice.

The old man smiled and waved: "You are always welcome."

Jiang Yixin liked this young man very much. He had good understanding, quick learning, and talent.

However, he did not try to persuade him to develop in this direction. Adults should know what they want. Of course it’s good if you’re willing to learn, but don’t force it if you don’t want to. With that kind of talent, you’ll be good at anything you do. There’s no need to join this industry that is looked down upon by young people.

After taking a taxi back to his residence, Xiao Bosheng inserted the USB flash drive into his computer, opened the editing software, and imported the video that Ye Li sent to him, editing the scenes, splicing, transitions, and special effects.

The final product of the video he wants to make will not be too long, just over a minute, but most of the footage in the video will be taken from the videos he made during the hunting competition and points competition, which is a very long task.

But fortunately, he remembered when each scene he wanted was, so he didn't need to look over from the beginning, he could just pull the progress bar to the approximate position.

When people are concentrating, they can't feel the passage of time. It wasn't until the alarm clock rang that Xiao Bosheng noticed that it was already half past nine. Snow Gun had gone to attend the cat conference again and hadn't come back yet.

He went out alone and ate a bowl of gluten noodles for dinner at the noodle shop downstairs, and then took a walk. When the time on his phone turned to eleven o'clock, Xiao Posheng returned home and saw a man walking in the night under the building. Back with the snow gun.

When I got home, I gave Snow Gun a bath first, dried his hair, then washed myself, and lay down in bed at 11:40.

Xingchen: "It's time to sleep."

Tang Yubing: "Yeah, I'm going to blow dry my hair. Master, please go to bed first."

Xingchen: "It's okay, I'll wait for you."

Tang Yubing: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I want to sleep together (funny)"

Xingchen: "I want to play with the snow gun for a while."

Tang Yubing: "Oh.JPG"

Xiao Bosheng didn't reply. One hand was rubbing the snow gun lying next to him, and the other hand was holding his mobile phone to search for Jiangcheng Motorcycle Driving License Test. After a while, the phone sounded a message notification tone.

Tang Yubing: "I'm going to bed. You can play with your snow gun slowly."

Tang Yubing: "Humph!"

Tang Yubing: "Good night."

Xingchen: "Then let's sleep together."

Xingchen: "Good night."

Put down the phone, Xue Qiang had already fallen asleep, reached out to turn off the light, and went to sleep.

After two days of busy work, I finally finished the video before the time limit on the night of November 30th, sent it to Ye Li via email, and then opened the chat box with Ye Li.

Xingchen: "Uncle Ye, the video has been sent to your email. If it works, I will upload it."

He went out for a walk, and when he came back, Ye Li had already replied and glanced at him.

Ye Li: "It's okay, just pass it on."

Star: "Ok."

Video: I am the only one.

Introduction: I had a song in my head, so I made a video.

PS: The video contains a lot of special effects, so be careful to identify them. Editing and production, no ordinary animals were harmed during the filming process. The plot is fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental.

Click upload, the reading is completed, and the upload is successful.

Seeing the starry sky outside the balcony, Xiao Bosheng stretched out and hugged the snow gun lying on the table: "Come on, watch the stars with me for a while."

Tip: You follow up and a new video is released, come and take a look.

Ji Xiaoxiang, who was holding the guitar, saw the phone screen light up. He glanced at Zhang Yun and Zhou Waner who were watching TV on the sofa on the other side, and reached out to take the phone from the coffee table.

When she saw the content of the pop-up window, her eyes lit up and she put the guitar aside. Zhou Waner, who was eating melon seeds, saw it and immediately asked: "Sister Xiaoxiang, are you not looking for inspiration anymore?"

Zhang Yun also turned to look at her, and Ji Xiaoxiang raised her phone: "The boss has sent a video, I'll take a look at his first, maybe I can get some inspiration."

"oh."

Zhou Waner and Zhang Yun said nothing, turned their heads and continued watching TV. Ji Xiaoxiang breathed a sigh of relief, took out his headphones, put them on, clicked on the notification, and quickly jumped to the video.

The video is not long, only one minute and twenty seconds.

It opens with a melodious flute sound. As the flute plays, the black scene changes to a night sky, with a snow-white silver moon hanging high in the sky, and the dark clouds covering it disperse.

Under the night sky is a vast expanse of Gobi and desert. You can see a man sitting on a boulder in the lower left corner, his left leg hanging in the air, his right hand resting on his bent right leg, quietly looking at the desert ahead.

"Times have changed."

The screen moved up, and the dark clouds in the sky had all dissipated. Then the screen zoomed out, and the stars in the night sky formed a vortex shape.

With the rising sound of flutes and drums, the vortex composed of the starry sky rotated, then darkened, turning into the standing back of a man.

"In the past, I was weak and powerless in the face of farewell, but now."

Along with the plain talk, the pipa played, and the heavy drum beats were interspersed.

The man's figure drew closer, and some black and white shadows began to appear on the screen, which seemed to be memories.

Ji Xiaoxiang paused several times before he could see clearly. There were three black and white shadows in total. They were a tall figure standing in front of him, a wooden tablet with unclear characters engraved on it, and three animal heads flying towards him.

"Hehehe."

The sound of pipa strumming begins, announcing that the video is about to reach its climax.

Accompanied by waves of chilling pipa sounds, the screen suddenly zoomed in. The man who was the protagonist of the video could not see his face clearly, and his exposed lips curved.

The sound of the electronically processed pipa became more intensive, and the man fell backwards, then hit the ground heavily.

He was half-kneeling on his left knee, holding a fist on the ground with his left hand, holding a stick behind his back with his right hand, and a broken weapon stuck diagonally in front of him.

Then he suddenly looked up and saw a mask on the man's face, with his eyes, lips and chin exposed.

When he raised his head, his exposed eye sockets dilated, his pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth split toward his earlobes, revealing two rows of neat teeth.

The man stood up, twisted his body, the background faded, and the stick in his hand turned into an iron rope at some point.

As he turned around, the iron rope was pulled forward from behind him, and the crisp collision sound of the grommet was mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, perfectly echoing the mixed electronic music in the background, and the music reached its climax.

The percussion sounds similar to clappers and the sound of pipa became the main theme of the climax. The iron rope pulled out from the air entangled a pig-shaped creature with crystal-like objects on its back.

With the movement of the iron cable, the pig-shaped creature was thrown towards the screen. The creature enlarged until it became a black shadow, then crossed the screen and flew backwards.

As the distance increased, the pig-shaped creature had turned into a wolf-shaped creature, with huge and sharp front claws, a pair of long saber teeth and a flaming tail.

Then the man rushed across the screen, strode across the screen, turned around and put away his knife, and the blade suspended in the air fell, ending the wolf-shaped creature.

The camera zoomed in, and the man's figure blocked the wolf-shaped creature. He turned around, and the surrounding scenery changed from the woods to a desert full of stones and yellow sand. In front of him was a black and purple scorpion that was almost as tall as a man.

A spear appeared in the man's hand from time to time. The spear kept colliding with the two huge claws of the giant scorpion, and occasionally blocked the attack of its tail hook.

The perspective of the picture rotates from behind him to behind the giant scorpion. The man throws a spear, and the rotating spear stabs hard into the giant scorpion's body. The man seemed to be relaxed because of this victory, and then he suddenly raised his head and his pupils shrank.

The screen turned, and opposite the man was a lion with a mane burning with fire. The lion stared at him, and then pounced.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

The jumped lion was frozen and suddenly shrunk. The frozen flame lion and the surrounding desert appeared in a crystal ball. In the darkness behind the crystal ball, the figure of a man holding a knife emerged.

"I will control everything!"

Then the knife slashed out, the crystal ball shattered, the music and the picture stopped together, cracks appeared on the screen, and a second later, the crisp sound of glass breaking sounded at the same time as the music.

The man looked like he was crazy. He raised his fists with his hands above his head, and then he hit the creature with strange patterns in front of him.

He raised his hands again, switched the screen, and smashed it down.

Go again, cut again, smash again.

Every action is full of tension and perfectly matched with the background sound.

The video has come to an end, and the exciting electronic music mix suddenly stops with a powerful impact on the screen.

As the scene changed, the music changed to a gentler sound of flutes and rhythmic drum beats. The man returned to the original place, standing with his back to the camera.

As the screen slowly rotated and zoomed in, it finally settled on his side face still wearing a mask. Then, as if he was aware of the camera, his eyes that reflected the entire starry sky turned and looked sideways at the camera.

The screen dimmed, reflecting Ji Xiaoxiang's delicate face, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

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I am the only one: Promotional PV for version 4.6 of the game "Honkai Impact III", promotional song for the character Herrscher of Knowledge.