The original filming is based on materials, and then Wang Zheng cuts and post-production. The entire promotional film is shocking.

The fragility of human beings, the ferocity of the beast tide, the fearlessness of the fairy sword crew, and the sacrifice of Wang Zheng and Dongfang Ling'er through close-ups, slow release, contrast and other means.

How vivid is it?

It was so vivid that it was just a duck to be put on the shelves, but in fact, Wang Zheng, the first person to try to protect himself when the situation was not good, turned a little blushed...

There is no way to not blush. Wang Zheng, who ended the documentary with his last coquettish attitude, couldn't stand out.

But it was just that Wang Zheng didn't think he was as righteous as he did in the documentary from beginning to end.

"I can only say that life is like a play." Even though Wang Zheng was embarrassed, facing such a situation, he could only comfort himself with such a sentence.

As for Nangong Tiezhu, he was watching the illusion evolve quietly, but when the fairy sword crew blocked the beast tide, he slapped his thighs suddenly:

"Awesome! The boss's method is definitely to turn decay into magic! It's so shocking!

This is the first time I, Nangong Tiezhu, are so manly! Did you see it? Boss, have you seen it? I was covered in blood, my eyes, and the action of killing beasts! I am so handsome!"

In fact, Nangong Tiezhu is right at all. Under Wang Zheng's intention, each member of the Fairy Sword crew has more or less close-ups.

Gao Yun with a firm look, Nangong Tiezhu fighting bloody battles, Wang Zheng who captures dragons and controls cranes... Everyone has a close-up or a shocking feature.

I have to thank the old man named Liu Dahai. After all, he recorded this scene at the last moment of his life.

Seeing the excitement, Nangong Tiezhu even began to grab Wang Zheng's shoulder and shook it hard:

"Damn it! Damn it! It's so awesome! If we don't shoot the fairy sword, we will be popular!"

Wang Zheng was very uncomfortable being shaken by Nangong Tiezhu. When his true energy turned, he shook him easily, and then gave him a blank look and said:

"The one who laughed and said the last one was the handsomest one."

At this moment, the picture came to an abrupt end at the end of Wang Zheng's sword stepping on.

Wang Zheng in white had a black sword, under his body were flocking ferocious beasts with red eyes and thick air, and above his head were black birds.

The back was determinedly heroic...

Seeing this scene, Nangong Tiezhu muttered aggrievedly: "Boss, you are using your power for personal gain!"

Wang Zheng smiled and looked scoundrel: "You are so handsome if you don't accept it?"

Nangong Tiezhu touched his bald head and was very wise to not speak.

And at this moment, Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly turned: "Although the editing is done, I always feel that something is missing."

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he was dancing and suddenly felt excited. He immediately sat upright, asking like a primary school tycoon sitting in the first row in elementary school classroom with his hands erecting his waist;

"Boss? This is the effect, what else is missing?"

At the same time, Yan Ruyu, who had been staying in the corner, was like a wooden man, and his small ears were also raised. Obviously, he was very curious about what Wang Zheng had in his mouth, what was the shortcomings.

At this moment, Wang Zheng slowly touched his chin and looked at the photo stone that had stopped playing and was lying quietly on the table:

"Although the content editing has been perfect, the shock and emotion shown in the entire documentary are still somewhat insufficient."

Nangong Tiezhu looked confused. This was beyond recognition and could not even be seen as a fixed-point filming work. Why is it still lacking in emotions?

At this time, a sudden smile suddenly appeared on Wang Zheng's face, as if to answer Nangong Tiezhu's doubts, he added: "To put it bluntly, the content is still a little empty."

"null?"

Nangong Tiezhu and Yan Ruyu both showed a blank look on their faces. Obviously, they did not understand what kind of empty method Wang Zheng said was.

At this moment, Wang Zheng suddenly snapped his fingers:

"That's right, it's empty. Do you remember that in the story of the Tomb Sect, Yang Guo fell to the bottom sixteen years later. Besides the normal plot, what else did I add to it?"

Nangong Tiezhu frowned and recalled, and even Yan Ruyu's eyes flashed. He recalled that he had not finished watching for a few days and never expected it.

At this moment, Nangong Tiezhu suddenly patted his bald head, and suddenly realized:

"Boss, are you talking about the flute, song, and that poem you added?!"

Wang Zheng looked at Nangong Tiezhu with a sensible face:

"Yes, it's these things, and the most important thing is the sound of the flute that is closely linked to the plot. I call this kind of thing the soundtrack!"

Then, Wang Zheng paused and then continued:

"The role of the soundtrack in film and television dramas is to make people's hearing move based on visual effects. The combination of the two makes the plot more fully touching and shocking people.

The soundtrack can be said to be an indispensable part of a work, and a good work must be rendered with good music.

Just like the story of the Tomb School, does that flute give you a feeling that the world changes in sixteen years but is difficult to let go?”

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he thought about it carefully and found that this is the truth.

When Wang Zheng didn't say it, he really didn't notice the function of the flute, but now if I think about it carefully, if it weren't for that flute, the emotions that Yang Guo would definitely not be so rich.

As an art, music can shock people's hearts and sometimes it can have an effect that cannot be expressed in words. We will think of a lot of things to say because of a familiar music.

"Hey? It seems that this is true? There are two kinds of soundtracks and no soundtracks? Boss, how did you find such a wonderful thing? Also, Boss, what you meant just now is that this promotional video still lacks soundtrack?"

Nangong Tiezhu, who was suddenly looking, finally understood Wang Zheng’s idea while raising his posture. Wang Zheng wanted to add a soundtrack to this documentary!

Nangong Tiezhu figured it out, and Yan Ruyu, the devil Loli, who seemed to be a bear but actually a ghost elves, naturally understood Wang Zheng's intention.

At this moment, Nangong Tiezhu suddenly rubbed his thick palm with a flattering smile on his face:

"Boss, is the soundtrack this time a Douxiao or a singing song. If you sing, who is more suitable for our crew?"

The flattering expression with vulgarity and expectation in vulgarity clearly expressed Nangong Tiezhu's inner thoughts.

Don’t hesitate! Let me do it! I must do it! Boss, please quickly turn my brand!
Chapter completed!