Chapter 282: 【The Impact of the Film Versions on the Blue Star】 (4.1k)

A few days later.

The Polar Star company began releasing the second batch of [Film Versions].

Unlike the first batch, which consisted entirely of celebrities from the [Hall of Fame], emperors and generals from the [Huaxia] history series, and leaders of insurgent armies who stirred up the winds and clouds, this batch featured a much larger number of figures and covered a wider range.

Sky Shark streaming platform.

In Fang Ming’s stream.

Fang Ming was still playing through the plot, trying his best to achieve an ending with rich rewards.

And it really wasn't just talk.

For [Zhang Zhang Zuolin] to have made a name for himself during the chaotic period of the Republic, his methods were indeed quite ruthless.

Under the command of the [Zhang Zhang Zuolin] intelligent puppet.

Fang Ming soon occupied all the hills near the city and even incorporated a large group of bandits.

He truly became a mountain lord.

It was just that this mountain lord had big dreams; after all, the power and wealth accumulated within the game were tied to the settlement rewards at the end of the plot.

Fang Ming was in the middle of the plot.

When he received a connection request from Yu Feng. After Fang Ming clicked to accept, Yu Feng’s somewhat helpless voice came through: "The characters we decided on before have to be changed."

"We have to wait a few more days before we can start."

Fang Ming was a bit puzzled: "What happened?"

"Did someone quit?"

After all, the [Immersive Experience Characters] chosen by each streamer had already been set for the past few days, and they were just waiting for the order to start the [Immersive Experience] in sequence.

Yu Feng sighed: "That's not it."

"It's just that Polar Star released another batch of film versions."

"The quantity is too large."

"The order we arranged has duplicates."

"We have to pick some new characters and then re-sort them."

Fang Ming nodded: "I see..."

"Alright, I understand."

"Anyway, I'm scheduled for later, so there's no rush. You go ahead and organize it."

The two finished their brief conversation and ended the call.

Afterward, Fang Ming entered the Polar Star official website: "Too many?"

"How many could there be?"

After entering the exclusive page for [Film Versions], he saw the new batch.

They were all brand-new [Film Versions].

And compared to last time, there were many more categories.

[Europe], [Republic], [Republic of China], [Qin Dynasty], [Han Dynasty], [Three Kingdoms], [Sui and Tang].

Looking at the number of categories, Fang Ming vaguely understood what Yu Feng meant by "too many." After all, there were over ten different categories combined.

Fang Ming then scrolled to the bottom of the page.

Counting the page markers.

80 films per page, 12 pages in total... 960 films?!

Fang Ming’s eyes widened: "Holy crap?"

"960 films?"

"The quantity is three times what it was before."

"Isn't this speed a bit ridiculous?"

"It’s only been a few days; it hasn't even been 5 days since the first batch of [Film Versions] was released, right?"

"Many game companies haven't even finished their first movie yet."

In reality.

The difficult part of making a movie is the plot.

Although other game companies have ready-made worldviews and backgrounds, they rarely give NPCs complete backstories. So, to make them into movies, they first need to fill in the experiences and integrate them with the background to avoid plot holes.

By the time they finish writing the stories and rendering them, several days have already passed.

But for Polar Star.

Everything is ready-made; as long as they select the characters, they can render them directly.

With Polar Star’s massive scale and equipment, rendering 960 movies is only a half-day’s work.

They just had to hand these 960 movies over to the several newly acquired film studios.

They were all gold-medal filmmakers; with the complete plot, they only needed a little editing and splicing, following the given style, and that was it.

So even with 960 movies, with Polar Star’s film studios operating at full capacity.

They were being produced at a rate of two or three hundred per day.

This allowed Polar Star to rapidly crush the market in a short period.

Fang Ming’s eyes were dazzled as he clicked on one of the categories.

The page switched to [Sui and Tang].

Fang Ming browsed through it and suddenly noticed a [Film Version] at the bottom: "Only 50 minutes?"

"That's so short."

"Even shorter than Rommel's."

"Is this some [Huaxia] celebrity who died young?"

Fang Ming clicked inside, and the title [Li He] appeared before his eyes.

Then, the screen slowly lit up.

What came into view was a slightly dilapidated room. Inside the room was a wooden desk, and in front of the desk was a small figure, wrapped in a large cotton robe, diligently practicing calligraphy.

The charcoal fire in the basin was about to go out, and cold wind crept in through the cracks in the doors and windows.

The thin, small figure shivered from the cold wind, followed by a few violent coughs.

But after coughing, he steadied the brush in his hand again, his eyes focused on the paper in front of him, writing seriously stroke by stroke.

His focused and bright eyes made the Blue Star netizens in the stream think of a sentence.

This child will surely achieve great things.

No other reason.

It’s just that it’s rare for such a young child to have such firm and bright eyes; at a glance, he was the type of character who wouldn't stop until he achieved the best.

How could such a child not succeed?

The scenes flowed rapidly.

And the stream also gradually learned the identity of this youth through his continuous growth.

He was a descendant of Li Liang, the Prince of Zheng of the Tang royal family, but the family had long since fallen into decline.

Although he carried the name of the royal family, his family conditions were no different from commoners, which was why the room in the opening scene was so dilapidated.

However, Li He was intelligent from a young age; he could write poetry at seven, and his name was famous in Jingluo.

But his frail health made his survival even more difficult than that of ordinary children.

And Li He was exactly as the Blue Star netizens in the stream had guessed.

A youth with such firm and bright eyes would surely achieve a great career.

This point.

Was vividly reflected in the first half of his life. Even though he was frail and his family had declined, these did not become obstacles for Li He; instead, through the tempering, this youth became even more outstanding.

Until he was 18.

Li He, now a young man, full of passion and ambition, went to the Eastern Capital, Luoyang, to pay respects to the literary leader Han Yu and presented his poetry collection.

And that poem, "Song of the Yanmen Prefect."

Instantly made him famous in Luoyang.

"To repay the kindness of the Golden Terrace, I would carry the jade dragon and die for you."

This line.

Used the most direct and superficial emotion.

To issue a deafening vow: To repay the monarch's kindness in recognizing my talent, I am willing to carry a precious sword and die for you!

Peering at the person through the poem.

One can imagine how much Li He wanted to display his ambitions at this time.

He also needed someone who appreciated him to recognize him.

Even the Blue Star netizens in the stream, listening to the "Song of the Yanmen Prefect" recited in Li He’s voice in the [Film Version], couldn't help but feel a surge of generosity and excitement.

They also felt that they had studied the [Huaxia] history series games too little.

How had they not discovered such a character before?

What was the ending?

According to the duration of the [Film Version], he must have died young, but for such a character, even if he died young, he must have left something behind, right?

The Blue Star netizens in the stream thought.

At the same time, they were looking forward to Li He’s subsequent development.

But...

The scene shifted.

Li He, who had just become famous in Luoyang, suddenly received news of his father’s death.

He needed to observe mourning for three years.

The previous generosity and excitement were suddenly interrupted.

The Blue Star netizens in the stream couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation.

At the most energetic age, to observe mourning for three years...

He was already famous in Luoyang, yet this happened at this time... but there was no other way; misfortune and fortune are unpredictable, and since his father had passed away, he had to show filial piety.

The scene shifted.

During the mourning period, Li He was not discouraged.

Instead, he focused on studying.

From time to time, he received visiting friends.

Such scenes.

Made the Blue Star netizens in the stream breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough.

They hadn't misjudged him.

Even after suffering such a blow, he was still striving forward.

The scenes flowed.

Until the mourning period ended, and Li He participated in the imperial examinations.

Li He naturally did not disappoint the expectations of the Blue Star netizens in the stream, passing through all the barriers and gaining the qualification to go to Chang'an to participate in the imperial election.

However.

Before participating in the exam.

Because Li He was too outstanding, it made his competitors fear him, and they immediately spread rumors: "Li He's father's name is Jin Su; 'Jin' sounds the same as 'Jin' (for Jinshi/Imperial Scholar), so the son must avoid the taboo."

The implication was that if Li He were to take the imperial exam, it would be unfilial to his father.

Although the literary leader Han Yu wrote "On Taboos" to defend him.

But the pressure of public opinion was too great, and Li He eventually had to give up and leave the examination hall.

Seeing this scene.

The Blue Star netizens in the stream were dumbfounded.

Fang Ming also gasped: "What the hell?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Ancient version of moral kidnapping?"

"Taking the imperial exam is unfilial to your father? What kind of nonsense is this?!"

"Using dirty tricks because you can't win?"

"This is too unjust..."

The Blue Star netizens in the stream were also cursing.

It wasn't that they hadn't thought Li He would meet some powerful opponent and fail the exam or something.

But...

What is this?

Taking the exam is unfilial?

Can you even moral-kidnap like this?

Eye-opening.

However.

No matter how much the Blue Star netizens in the stream cursed.

Li He in the [Film Version] had already lost his qualification.

He returned to his hometown in confusion.

But soon, Li He cheered up and did not give up.

Only, at this time, Li He.

Perhaps realized what "public opinion is terrifying" meant, and that some things are useless even if you resist.

There was much less light in his eyes.

The following year.

Li He, under the recommendation of Han Yu and others, was later able to serve as a "Fengli Lang" (a minor official of the ninth rank) through "imperial grace."

However.

While it was called an official position.

It was just a minor official responsible for imperial sacrificial rituals.

Not only was the work boring and lowly.

It was far from the ambition he wrote at 18: "To repay the kindness of the Golden Terrace, I would carry the jade dragon and die for you."

Serving as an official for 3 years.

During this period.

Because he entered the officialdom, he inevitably saw and heard many things, and added some like-minded friends, exchanging ideas, and gained a clearer understanding of the corruption of the system and the arrogance of the warlords at that time.

Every day, discussing with like-minded friends.

Li He became increasingly depressed, and the light that had persisted for 18 years was long gone from his eyes.

3 years of official experience.

Made Li He lose his motivation, and this position had no hope of promotion, and he was almost idle every day. The youth who had worked so hard to study finally became a hollow puppet in such an environment.

Until he resigned due to illness.

Li He went to Luzhou to rely on his friend Zhang Che, living under someone else's roof, hoping to find new opportunities, but ultimately gained nothing.

After two years of wasting time.

Li He returned to his hometown due to serious illness.

However.

Looking at Li He in the scene, his face withered like dead wood.

No one would have thought that this was just a 27-year-old youth.

At this time, Li He.

Lay in the desolate bedroom of his old home, the autumn wind blowing in through the holes in the broken window paper, blowing the candle on the desk, reflecting Li He’s trembling shadow.

Li He lay on the old bed, his once thin body now emaciated.

His whole body was wrapped in thick quilts, showing no movement, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and he had a head full of white hair.

If you didn't say this was a 27-year-old youth.

Anyone who saw him would mistake him for an old man in his seventies at the end of his life.

Li He struggled to get up and opened the window a little.

The cold wind blew in.

It seemed to make him feel a bit more spirited. Li He’s gaze looked at the old locust tree in the courtyard, which had withered to the point where only a few leaves hung on the branches, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard were left unattended.

Li He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But these withered leaves were just like his life.

The Blue Star netizens in the stream felt extremely depressed.

They didn't know what to say.

In the scene.

Li He looked at the fallen leaves in the courtyard for a moment, then his gaze slowly turned to the room, to the book box in the corner. That book box contained his life’s poetry and manuscripts, but now he didn't even have the strength to take a look.

Finally.

Li He looked at the old desk in the room.

It seemed that 20 years ago.

It was also in autumn, also in such a scene, only at that time... he was still a youth practicing calligraphy.

In a trance.

The scenes of his life flowed before his eyes.

The persistence of his youth, the ambition of his young adulthood, then falling into the low valley, seeing the darkness of the world, the depression under the heavy blow... A bitter smile appeared on Li He’s lips.

But finally, it turned into relief.

There was no fear in his eyes, no unwillingness, only the relief that he could finally stop struggling.

The cold wind blew into the room.

The flame of the oil lamp on the desk flickered, flickered, and Li He’s hoarse and relieved voice-over sounded: "Flying light, flying light, I offer you a cup of wine."

"I do not know the height of the blue sky, nor the thickness of the yellow earth. I only see the cold moon and the warm sun, coming to roast human life."

"..."

"Naturally, the old do not die, and the young do not cry."

"..."

"..."

"Liu Che’s Maoling has many stagnant bones, Ying Zheng’s coffin wasted abalone."

The flickering oil lamp suddenly went out in the final sigh... Darkness swallowed everything.

The film slowly ended.

But there were no bullet comments in Fang Ming’s stream for a long time.

Only Blue Star netizens feeling suffocated, looking at the finished film, typing and deleting words in the comment box.

When the final line of the film, "I do not know the height of the blue sky, nor the thickness of the yellow earth. I only see the cold moon and the warm sun, coming to roast human life," was spoken.

Everyone’s mind subconsciously recalled the ambitious line, "To repay the kindness of the Golden Terrace, I would carry the jade dragon and die for you."

What exactly did he experience in those three years to make such a Li He finally say the words "roasting human life" in despair? What kind of despair is this?

Before this.

They had never thought that an NPC they had never seen before would bring them such emotional impact...

Only the Blue Star netizens, feeling suffocated one by one, watched the video end, typing and deleting, deleting and typing words in the comment box.

When the final line of the video, "I do not know the height of the blue sky or the thickness of the yellow earth; I only see the cold moon and the warm sun, coming to consume the life of man," was spoken.

Subconsciously, the line filled with ambition, "To report to the lord at the Golden Terrace, I would draw my jade dragon sword to serve him," echoed in everyone's minds.

What exactly did he experience in those three years to make such a Li He finally say in despair that time consumes the life of man? What a profound despair this is.

Before this.

They had never imagined that an NPC they had never seen before would bring them such an emotional impact...