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Applause rang out.

Throughout the open studio, all the staff, sitting and standing, looked up at the huge display screen and applauded as they watched.

Li Qian and Cao Zhan stood side by side, and He Runqing stood beside him, also applauding.

What is displayed on the display screen at the moment is an anime image with a small gourd on his head, although his expression looks a little fierce, but it still looks cute and cute.

Well, this image is still far from perfect, some places are not good enough, and even this image itself, Li Qian is not particularly satisfied, but since the official establishment of Minghu Animation, especially the establishment of Minghu Animation's own development direction, that is, since the official launch of the first animated film project "Hulu Baby", two months have passed, which is the first work result of more than 200 technicians and staff.

It is also the first combination of the production style of ink animation and modern computer technology.

It is the world's first computer-generated ink animation character.

So, while it's not perfect, it's a milestone.

The applause lasted for more than a minute.

Everyone looked excited.

The main creators who participated in the design, production, rendering, and generation of this animated character image looked up at the results they took two months to build, and they were relieved and proud at this time.

After applause, Li Qian smiled and said: "You have worked hard, two months, the results are not small! This month, all the bonuses have been doubled to the original extent!"

"Wow......"

"Long live the boss!"

Loud applause—this time even more enthusiastic than before.

When everyone's applause stopped slightly, Li Qian smiled and said: "It's okay and necessary to celebrate! But, everyone, the Great Wall, this is just the first brick!" Everyone, come on!"

Applause resumed.

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Out of the big workshop, into the small conference room, several main creators met, Li Qian took the notebook in Hu Zongyi's hand, pointed to the image of the gourd baby on the screen, at this moment, there was no longer the joy and excitement just now, and even the brows were slightly furrowed-

"Here, here, the lines are too soft, too rounded!"

"But once the lines are changed to straight, it is easy to make the character look less cute!"

"Yes, I know that the characters must be cute, which is indeed my requirement, but the lines and renderings in these places, I think they should be adjusted, that is, ...... It's that I want his body lines to be treated with a little more edges ......and corners! In my mind, her image must be a little angular!

"But the gourd baby is a gourd, and the gourd is round, where do the edges and corners come from?"

"Uh...... Try to do it, revise it, okay?"

“……”

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It was more than half an hour of debate, even mixed with quarrels.

In August, the sky is as hot as a fireball, although the office and workshop of Minghu Animation must be treated with a full constant temperature of the overall air conditioning, but people will still be easy to get angry and have a big temper.

finally persuaded a group of particularly stubborn technicians, and encouraged them to make a trial draft according to their own opinions while not delaying the normal modification and evolution of the character shape, and when they left, Li Qian subconsciously crossed his waist - in the past month or two, I felt a little bit when I was filming "The Legend of the New White Lady", very excited, but always feeling very tired.

When everyone left and the door closed, He Runqing came over and hugged him, then let go, smiled, leaned up and kissed him on the face, touched his face, and said with a smile: "Relax, don't be too anxious, let's not rush, take your time, okay?"

Li Qian spread his hands and smiled wryly.

Well, he knows that doing things on his own, especially once something is turned on, is indeed a bit too vigorous to deal with - and the biggest problem is that he is stubborn and obstinate in his own way!

Still, it's okay.

Although Li Qian is the chief director of "Hulu Baby", he is only responsible for coordinating and adjusting the technical details with the technicians again and again, and it is Cao Zhan and He Runqing who are responsible for the daily management of Minghu Animation.

Cao Zhan can live in the field, and artistically, whether it is Chinese painting, oil painting, or even sculpture, he has played, and he can be regarded as an expert.

Although He Runqing is a layman, and she has just changed careers and started management, she has been in the entertainment industry for many years, which makes her quite good at handling interpersonal relationships.

Therefore, she can easily settle so many top people in the entertainment industry and fall into good popularity, not to mention that at least half of the entire company in Minghu Animation is a dead house and a technical house?

With the two of them handling the daily affairs of the company, one can be suppressed, the other can be smoothed, and it can be regarded as complementing each other - the most rare thing is that He Runqing changed careers and started management, on the one hand, he did not feel the slightest discomfort, and on the other hand, he seemed to be very happy that he had started the second spring of his career.

Like now, Li Qian seems to be unable to suppress the fire, she can grasp it very accurately, and then stay to appease a few words, unconsciously suppressing Li Qian's heart, and the whole person's emotions seem to be slowly smoothed out. Then, although the next time we talk about something, it will inevitably get angry, but the overall working atmosphere can always be firmly controlled within the safe range.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Li Qian shouted "Come in", and his administrative assistant Qin Nuo pushed the door in, saw He Runqing there, and nodded with a smile at He Runqing, and then said: "Mr. Li, in your schedule today, you made an appointment for a conversation, and the appointment was made at three o'clock in the afternoon, and now it is two forty-five o'clock, you see ......?"

Li Qian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, raised his hand and patted his head, "Yes, I almost forgot!"

Turning his head to look at He Runqing, he took the initiative to hug her again, then let go, and said, "I have to go back over there, I have to have a deep talk with Feng Bicheng in the afternoon, this movie is very important next, I'm afraid he will mess up!"

He Runqing nodded understandingly, helped him pull his clothes, and then let him go.

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Minghu Culture, Reception Room.

A girl in the office brought Feng Bicheng a cup of hot water, Feng Bicheng thanked him, put the cup down, and waited for the girl to close the door and go out, but he was still a little restless.

Of course, you don't have the heart to drink water.

Closing his eyes and silently recalling the prepared thoughts in his heart, he let out a long breath - he has never been so nervous in his life!

Even if he was the first time to attract investment and start making his first movie, he was not as nervous as he is now!

Only those who have lost it can understand how precious opportunities are!

I spit it out in one breath and feel a lot calmer.

In fact, you don't have to be too nervous when you think about it.

There is no doubt that Li Qian must have admired his talent very much, and then, he handed over such a book that was completely inconsistent with his previous creative style to himself, and made it clear that he also liked the directorial style he showed in his previous two film works - think about it arrogantly, maybe this book of "Big Names" was specially created by Li Qian for himself!

Otherwise, with the typical commercial comedy and youth comedy style he showed in the past, he could actually give himself a script with a similar style, so why bother writing such a typical black humor comedy book?

To put it bluntly, this kind of black humor book is more suitable for your own play!

Besides, I've read this book no less than 30 times, and I've written tens of thousands of words just for character analysis and story analysis, and I've drawn so many storyboards, plus there's also the old man's point of mentioning - well, the preparation is definitely super super sufficient!

Don't be nervous!

Yes, don't be nervous!

Nervous yarn!

I'm not nervous!

The door was suddenly pushed open, Feng Bicheng was startled, and when he turned his head to look over, the girl who brought him water just now said with a smile: "Director Feng, Mr. Li has come back, Assistant Qin said that you can go to Mr. Li's office." ”

Feng Bicheng stood up suddenly, his face flushed with excitement.

He nodded in thanks, "Okay, thank you!"

The girl nodded and went out.

He also walked out, but somehow, all of a sudden, he felt that his heart began to pound again!

it!

Nervous yarn, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, Lao Tzu doesn't need to be nervous......

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Push the door in.

Feng Bicheng leaned forward with his upper body, "Mr. Li, Assistant Qin said that there is no need to knock on the door, I will ......"

Halfway through his words, he was a little stunned.

Li Qian didn't sit behind the desk, but was sitting in the sofa area making tea!

The heat is rising, and the tea is fragrant.

He suddenly remembered that conversation half a year ago.

It was also in this office that Li Qian made tea with his own hands, and it was also a deep conversation.

That time, Li Qian said that he would let him give Zhao He another hand and assist him in filming "Huang Feihong's Boy as Self-improvement", and then he would consider giving him a chance to direct.

And now, he has done what he promised, and the opportunity is in front of him.

Li Qian raised his head, poured water with one hand, and greeted Feng Bicheng with the other, "Brother Feng, come, sit!"

Feng Bicheng turned around and closed the door, went to the sofa area, and sat down opposite Li Qian.

I didn't dare to sit on the porcelain, and although his ass was sunk into the sofa, his upper body was basically straight.

From posture, to expression, to heart, at this moment, he is indeed respectful.

Of course, at least half of it is tension.

After brewing the tea, Li Qian pushed the tea cup over and said with a smile: "Taste it!"

Then said with a smile: "Xiaoice and their family bought a tea garden last year, her family in Huzhou, Xiaoice gave her family money, mainly to let the elderly and younger siblings in the family, can live more comfortably, but they are diligent and thrifty, not willing to spend money to enjoy, just buy an industry, no, this year's newly picked first spring tea, it is said that my father-in-law hand fried it for me, except for me and Xiaoice, it has not entered other people's mouths, you taste!"

Feng Bicheng had a smile on his face, but his hand almost spilled the cup, and he said in his heart: "it...... This face is bigger!"

Sniff, then taste, then swallow whole.

The tea is a little hot, but after taking a sip, there is indeed a strange fragrance lingering at the bottom of the tongue.

Putting down the cup, he smacked it and said sincerely: "Fragrant, thorough, Sister Bing's good craftsmanship!"

Li Qian laughed when he heard this, and also picked up the teacup, sniffing, tasting, and swallowing.

"Well, that's good!"

After that, he laughed and said, "Brother Feng, you are an expert!"

As he spoke, he turned to one side, pointed to a gift bag on his desk, and said, "Just fry two catties for me and send it, and I will also be a baby, so I am reluctant to give it more, and when you turn around, take that one away! Not for you, but for your old man!"

After that, he smiled and said: "When we got together to drink together after the New Year, Feng Ye heard about it, and he remembered it!

Feng Bicheng laughed when he heard this, "Don't worry, you won't even have a tea stalk missing!"

After a pause, he added, "I'll steal our old man again when I go back!"

Li Qian laughed.

Then, Li Qian personally divided the tea between the two.

The tea was poured, and Li Qiancai smiled and glanced at the stack of documents that Feng Bicheng put on the sofa at hand, which was obviously not the thickness of a script, so he smiled and said, "Have you read the script?"

Feng Bicheng's waist had just collapsed a little, but at this time, he instantly straightened up.

"I like it!" he said, "I love it!"

As he spoke, he reached out and took the things he had carefully prepared for several days, handed it over, and said: "I liked this script as soon as I saw it, and my hands were itchy, so I tried to write some character analysis and story analysis, and also drew a few storyboards and storyboards, you can see what's wrong, give me some pointers!"

Li Qian took it with a smile, but he simply flipped it over, and then put it on the side of the coffee table where it was not easy to spill the tea, and then he still turned his head to look at Feng Bicheng, smiling, but with sharp eyes.

Feng Bicheng, who had just calmed down a lot after a cup of hot tea just now, suddenly became nervous again.

What does this mean?

After a while, Li Qian opened his mouth and asked: "I'll look at these materials later, let's talk about it first, what is your overall idea, if it is given to you, what do you plan to shoot him like?"

Feng Bicheng lowered his head when he heard this, took a breath slowly, and when he raised his head again, he looked solemn and said: "This is a black humor, it is a comedy! At the beginning, I felt that this book was too suitable for me, and it was much deeper and funnier than my original "Half a Good Man", so I think I will definitely be able to shoot it well!"

"But after two days of careful smacking, I suddenly felt, no, I can't shoot it in the style of "Half a Hero"! Just because it's a black humor, it's a comedy, I can't make it a comedy!"

"Oh?" Hearing this, Li Qian's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "This is interesting, let's talk about it!"

Feng Bicheng seemed to be greatly encouraged, and immediately said a little excitedly: "I'm going to make him a drama!"

Li Qian raised his eyebrows and smiled on his face, "Drama?"

"Yes, the style of the drama!", Feng Bicheng nodded and said seriously: "If you can rest assured that you can give me this book and this story, then I will shoot this black humor book in accordance with the style of the drama, everything is dignified, and everything falls to the most life-oriented angle!"

Li Qian smiled and asked, "With the most serious expression, tell the funniest story?"

Feng Bicheng smiled and nodded, "Yes! That's what I'm going to do!"

Li Qian smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

Feng Bicheng couldn't wait to say again: "For example, those scenes filmed in the front, I plan to give a wide angle and shoot it to the extent of epic! I want to shoot more epic than the big shots of those dynasty dramas! Just in front of the Taihe Palace, hundreds of officials worship, at this time, Ge You held a loudspeaker in his hand and shouted: 'All attention! The wheel of history is rolling forward, and now, the emperor is about to ascend the throne!', I think that the more serious it is, the whole picture will be more joyful!"

Li Qian nodded slowly when he heard this, but he still didn't speak.

After a while, Feng Bicheng was about to continue to explain his filming concept, but Li Qian suddenly opened his mouth and asked: "If you are asked to shoot, if you are the actor, is there a favorite candidate?"

Feng Bicheng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

There is a pit in this topic - before coming, the old man repeatedly told him that once Li Qian mentioned this topic, then be careful of this pit.

But after hesitating for a moment, Feng Bicheng put his heart on the side, and still said stubbornly: "Our company has a contracted actor named Huang Ge, who used to play some small supporting role......s! If you use a clown like him, especially his performance style is very simple, especially a kind of ordinary citizen's style, I think he will be particularly compatible with this play and this story......"

As he spoke, he found that Li Qian's brows seemed to be wrinkled, and his heart suddenly fluttered violently - but fortunately, Li Qian just nodded, but didn't say anything.

When he finished speaking, Li Qian asked, "Huang Ge...... Do you think it's okay?"

This is to ask yourself if you are willing to protect it!

This pit is bigger!

But Feng Bicheng turned his heart across again and said, "I think...... He's really suitable!"

After listening to him, Li Qian suddenly laughed.

"Huang ...... Kudzu...... Well, you make me think about ......"

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Walking out of the office with the gift box, turning around and closing the door, Feng Bicheng smiled and nodded at Qin Nuo, who was working outside the door, before walking out.

But almost uncontrollably, he still subconsciously twisted his neck.

Although it was only half an hour, this half an hour was enough to dig out everything he had carefully prepared in the past five days!

Nervous!

When he had taken a few steps out of the art director's office, he exhaled slowly, then clenched his fist fiercely, and with a fierce expression on his face, he swung his fist slightly.

"Yay!"

And then...... A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance.

didn't wait for the elevator, he directly climbed the stairs on the ground, and jumped lightly to the ninth floor in three clicks.

Everyone is smiling.

When he came to the rooftop leisure area on the ninth floor, he immediately took out his phone and dialed out.

When the phone was connected, he said impatiently: "Dad, it's done!"

…………

Putting down the phone, Feng Yumin continued to stare at the monitor in front of him, watching the camera push into the deep field little by little, and then suddenly his fingers fell, "Just pinch here!"

After saying that, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Half a day later, he smiled, shook his head, and said with a smile in an undetectable voice: "Stinky boy! Alas, ......"

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More than 5,000 words!

In other words, the knife that is running around in the field, I dare not forget the code word for a moment, I dare not forget to update for a moment, and I squeeze the time of 45000 words every day, but why is the monthly ticket ranking of "Perfect Life" sliding down? This is really not a correct rhythm, everyone!

Is it okay to ask for another wave of support?

Please!