I am the savior, but I am being asked by Alicia and the others to pay me back.

Ye Ming didn't expect Ying to be able to do such a big thing, and his expectations were raised.

So much so that when he looked at the thick wrapping paper, it was like he was looking at a beautiful girl's underwear, and he couldn't help wanting to take it off.

"It's you."

"what?"

Ye Ming didn't understand for a moment.

"Isn't this a game peripheral? Why am I here?"

However, before he could finish his words, Ying tore open the wrapping paper, and inside there really was a doll that was 1:1 size of Ye Ming.

Although Ye Ming also wanted to admire the workmanship of this doll, he couldn't help but complain first:

"Why do you do this when you have nothing to do?"

"Mei wanted me to help her make it."

"Ugh?"

Just when Ye Ming was surprised, Mei also came over. Seeing this life-size doll, she remembered her previous request to Ying.

“I didn’t expect you to actually do it…”

After calming down, Mei forgot about the matter, but she never thought that the other party could actually do it.

"Mei, what are you going to use my doll for?"

It was clearly a soul-searching interrogation, but Ye Ming was unable to muster any momentum. Instead, he looked cautious.

"I……"

Seeing Mei stammering and unable to speak, Ying helped recall:

"Mei said before that it was mainly used to vent."

"???"

At this moment, Ye Ming felt as if his head was hit by a rocket car traveling at a speed of thousands of kilometers per hour.

My mind went blank and I could only repeat one sentence: It’s a car! It’s going really fast!

"Ying, don't take things out of context."

Mei, whose skin was red, explained while suppressing her shame:

"What I said before was that it is used to vent emotions. Don't omit the word emotion."

"Venting off your emotions... still sounds dangerous. What exactly do you want to vent to me?"

"What do you say?"

Mei looked at Ye Ming with a kind face. Her expression and majesty were even more shocking than anything in a movie.

··········

“Can we remove the check-in process in the future?”

The next morning, everyone went out and arrived at the studio at the same time, but it didn't feel like work at all.

It's like running from one home to another.

"The new version will be released soon. Everyone return to your respective posts. Kiana, Bronya, Fu Hua, you three come here."

In order to get everyone into working mode, Ye Ming became much more decisive.

"As far as the performance is concerned, the content of the new chapter is relatively simple, and it is basically all literary drama."

"Take a look at the script and we'll start right away."

As he spoke, Ye Ming began to mark the points for the girls.

"Ok?"

But when he was collecting Bronya's physical data, he found that the data did not match.

"strangeness……"

The petite girl in my impression has grown significantly in height and three dimensions.

Because I usually look at her, the visual impact is not great, but once I compare it with objective data, the difference immediately becomes obvious.

"It is better to use the original data here."

Otherwise, in a few months, Bronya will develop into a complete form. By then, the main storyline may not be finished yet.

"Ye Ming, is it that my physical data doesn't match?"

After taking a peek at the data, Bronya looked very proud.

"That's true." Ye Ming seemed a little nervous.

"Have you decided which set of data to use?"

"It has already been decided to use the original set."

"Now that you've decided, why are you still so worried?"

"My concern is not about game modeling, but..."

Ye Ming watched Bronya's body gradually become rounder and more slender, already showing the outline of a plump figure.

I couldn't help but start to worry about my chastity.

He didn't expect that the one-year agreement would come so soon.

200. Can you imagine being intimate with a piece of wood?

"Well, this part of the performance ends here..."

After the script came to an end, Ye Ming asked everyone to take a break, then went to the prop room and brought back two cheongsams of vastly different sizes.

When he came back, he did not forget to pull Ji Zi over.

"Ah? Is there still a part for me?"

Himeko, who was called to the performance room, asked curiously:

"Are you planning to continue to exploit me, or to honestly revive me?"

"Neither, I just want you to play a cameo role for others."

"Guest appearance?"

Jizi looked at the script with some curiosity:

"Himeko...isn't it still me?"

"He is from the previous generation. He has the same name but a different surname."

"Let me see……"

Jizi read along with Himeko's script and soon found something interesting in her life.

"Fu Hua's life mentor... did you make this up or is it real?"

"real."

"No wonder..."

Ji Zi sighed:

"When I first learned that Fu Hua was an immortal over 50,000 years old, I felt so ashamed."

"Isn't it a bit like showing off one's skills in front of an expert to be a teacher to such a person?"

"No wonder she was willing to be my student. It turns out there is such a fate between us."

Students are all herdsmen, they all compete with me for men, and they have 25,000 times more life experience than me.

These three points have always been the most difficult things for Ji Zi to accept as a teacher.

Now, at least the third point can be relieved.

"Himeko of the previous generation was also a tragedy."

After reading the script, Ji Zi said with a headache:

"Is there never a time when I...or people like me, can live a rosy life?"

"It's difficult. In that kind of environment, your personality is the type that won't survive long."

Perhaps because he felt the topic was a bit heavy, Ye Ming joked:

"If it were in an anime, he would probably not survive until the sixth episode?"

After hearing Ye Ming's comments, Ji Zi said unconvincedly:

"how about you?"

"Me? I'll live to see the movie!"

"Your personality is obviously worse than mine?"

"How could that be? I'm such a sunny and cheerful person."

"Really? You have such a good personality, you shouldn't need painkillers to survive, right?"

"..."

"You won't erase her memory just to protect someone, right?"

"..."

"Besides these, there shouldn't be anything else that would make people feel sad, right?"

"..."

If the first two sentences were Ji Zi's mockery, then the last sentence was her temptation.

So, when she saw that Ye Ming was still silent, her lips were almost bitten.

"Stop cursing, stop cursing. Instead of talking about the past, why not try this red cheongsam?"

Ye Ming changed the subject and said:

"You didn't get to wear the red dress before, so I'll give it to you this time."

"You..."

Seeing that Ye Ming was still relaxed and happy, Ji Zi could only let go of her tangled heart.

Cooperating with him to immerse himself in the comfort of the moment:

"I'm glad you still remember my size."

"I've been pressed by you so many times, it would be strange if I didn't remember it."

Enough with the facial cleanser and stuff.

"What about the other one? The blue one?"

Ji Zi looked at the cheongsam, which was very thin in size, and checked the script again, and asked curiously:

"Is it for Fu Hua to wear?"

"Ah."

"So you know Fu Hua's size very well."

Ji Zi asked with a hint of jealousy and curiosity:

"Why? Did she do something to you, too? Something awkward."

"Cough cough!"

Ye Ming almost choked to death on a mouthful of water, but his panicked look also revealed the answer to the question.

"It's totally unimaginable... that the rigid and dull Fu Hua would actually be intimate with you..."

In Ji Zi's opinion, whether in appearance, figure or personality, Fu Hua almost has the word "abstinence" written on her face.

“Before everything happened, I couldn’t imagine it either.”

Ye Ming's face turned pale, and his expression was indescribable. Seeing him like this, Ji Zi asked curiously:

“Isn’t the experience very good?”