The topic of Zhang Zifeng wanting to be a screenwriter ends with Wang Qing falling asleep.

Looking at the brother who was sleeping on the screen, Zhang Zifeng's movements were very light, for fear that the sound would be heard there through the microphone to wake him up.

She had never seen Wang Qing look so tired before, and she felt a little distressed inexplicably.

But Zhang Zifeng knew very well that his brother was doing what he liked now. Although he was very tired, he also enjoyed the process very much, so she did not speak up and dissuade Wang Qing to stop.

She thought to let her brother have a good rest, but for some reason, she was reluctant to hang up the phone. She stared at the familiar face on the screen for a long time before she tiptoed to get up and leave the room.

When she appeared on the screen again, her face had already taken off makeup and washed up.

"I finally put on makeup, but I couldn't see it..."

The sound of her murmurs reached Wang Qing through the phone microphone. Unfortunately, he was asleep and didn't hear it, otherwise he would have explained that he had actually noticed it.

Still not disconnecting the video call, Zhang Zifeng lay on the bed, listening to the slight snoring from the phone in his ear, looking at the face in his eyes, she didn't know what she thought of and smiled foolishly, but she quickly restrained and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep...

...

It was already an hour later when Wang Qing woke up.

Looking at the scene in front of him in confusion, his first feeling was that his left arm, which was leaning against his whole body, was completely numb.

But soon, he realized his current situation.

Did he fall asleep while chatting with his sister?

Looking at the phone that was still slanting, he thought to himself.

Sure enough, it is difficult to keep awake after the two values ​​of physical strength and energy are below 3 points. It is correct to regard the value of three points as a dangerous value before.

While moving his left arm, Wang Qing sat up from the bed.

call--

I was about to pick up the phone next to me, but before he could reach out his hand, a breath sounded from the phone.

The sound was extremely clear in the quiet night, which scared Wang Qing.

After a closer look, he realized that the screen of his mobile phone was still on, and on the screen, the video call between him and his sister did not seem to have been hung up.

In the dark room, my sister's face was very close, so the breathing sound was clearly transmitted to him through the phone microphone.

"So my sister fell asleep while chatting..."

He muttered in his heart, Wang Qing didn't think about it anymore, so he reached out to hang up the call.

There is a difference between men and women. Although she has always treated her as a sister, she is not a relative after all.

And even if you are a dear brother and sister, you should avoid suspicion when you reach this age.

Standing up from the bed and feeling his physical condition, it was no different from before. The benefits brought by golden sleep made his physical strength and energy come back directly, and all the fatigue disappeared.

But what happened today made him gradually realize that when these two values ​​in the status bar drop below three points, he might fall into a state where he can't control himself.

When physical strength and energy drop to three points, it is uncontrollable fatigue and sleepiness. When those two points or one point, he may fall into a coma directly.

Realizing these things, Wang Qing felt for the first time that the two values ​​of physical strength and energy were not enough.

He had no special skills to consume before, so he didn't think these two values ​​were of use. It was probably because he could understand the data of his physical condition in real time during the exercise.

But now he has taken more than a dozen shots a day. In order to achieve the ultimate of each shot, he tries to use his true feelings to get into the show faster, but every skill activation is a considerable amount of money.

Suddenly, his body was not enough to support the consumption of skills, which also led to him occasionally having to take a break every once in a while, and sometimes it really delayed the shooting progress.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he washed the dirt discharged from his body during his sleep. Wang Qing came to the fitness room to start exercising.

Since he knew that these two values ​​can be increased by continuous exercise, he purchased a lot of fitness equipment and specially organized a room at home as a gym.

There was no one else to get up in the middle of the night to exercise, but due to helplessness, Wang Qing did not find a better way to replace exercise and improve himself.

The gym is not big. In addition to the most basic fitness equipment, there is also a weapon stand.

The red wooden weapon stand is characteristic, and it is placed on it with the bladed sword and wooden sword he bought from the master of the handicraft area.

Because Wang Qing only knows how to use swords and swords at the moment, there are no other objects yet, and the entire shelf seems a little empty.

However, his sword and sword skills on the status bar have now become the passive skills of the weapon master. He should unlock more weapons in the future, and he will definitely add them to the market.

When he pulled out his long sword and waved it, there was no complicated exercise method. Wang Qing only needed to familiarize himself with the sword techniques in his memory according to the memories brought by his passive skills. Sword skills were enough.

Different swords and swordsmanship have different force techniques and different requirements for physical fitness.

In this familiar process, his body will gradually be exercised. When he can use the skills in his memory, the values ​​on his status bar will intuitively show his improvement.

Sweat dripped from Wang Qing's body as time passed, and the sky outside the window gradually became colored.

The exercise time is boring, but for him, it is like a task, a task that must be carried out every day.

The surrounding environment gradually became sound, and the sun shone through the window into the room.

call--

While gasping, Wang Qing stopped swinging the knife. He looked at the time and slowly retracted the blade back into the sheath.

He took a shower to remove the smell of sweat after exercise. He went back to bed and slept for a while and recovered his body. He got up on time after an hour.

This is his daily life now. Although there may be some changes occasionally, the overall situation remains unchanged.

Dingdong.

Just after breakfast, the doorbell rang, followed by a slight knock on the door.

Wang Qing didn't open the door, and took a little more time to tidy up his appearance before leaving the house.

Outside the door, there was a black RV parked. The driver was his living assistant, a big brother who had just retired from the barracks.

Because Wang Qing has always emphasized to He Tuantuan that he does not need bodyguards with his ability, He Tuantuan found him a living assistant who can be a driver, help him keep his luggage, and occasionally work as a bodyguard part-time job.

"Boss." The driver, the big man, smiled and said hello to him.

Wang Qing nodded kindly and returned the gift, opened the car door and got into the RV.

He now has a studio, and his assistant in life also sends him to the set every day without having to take a taxi to film alone.
Chapter completed!