Chapter Seventy-Two: Don't Choose Who I Choose

"Sister, Mr. Chen, I have no opinion on you protecting your husband. But may I ask you, can you explain why he gave up the well-known director for this anime shoot and went to my 'competitive' brother-in-law? and gave 20 million yuan! As a result, he found a group of students who had no experience and were not students of this major. Mr. Chen, can you explain?" Chen Moqi said coldly.

"The script was written by my husband, and he was extremely unhappy with the director's team, who didn't think they could make the anime he wanted. In order to win the gold award, I naturally asked him to find someone to shoot. As for who he is looking for, that's his right. I just need to get the final anime. Chen Zihan said coldly, "Also, he is your brother-in-law, you should believe him..."

"Haha, believe him, my Mr. Chen, you won't forget that he once made the company restless, and finally let you end it. I admit that as my older sister, you are more capable than I am. But that's why I want you to be able to distinguish between public and private. Chen Moqi interrupted Chen Zihan and said.

"Chen Moqi, you can go out!" Chen Zihan didn't want to explain anymore.

Since you people all look down on Lin Feng, let him use his grades to speak. She believes that today's Lin Feng is no longer the Lin Feng of the past. Otherwise, he would not have been able to become the dean of education and professor at Yenching University.

"Then we'll see. I hope that when the time comes, you won't apologize to everyone in the board of directors for my 'angry' brother-in-law!" Chen Moqi brushed his sleeves away.

Chen Zihan recalled several unbearable fragments in his mind. Shake your head.

Lin Feng, I hope you will never disappoint me again as you said this time!

"Dad, what are you drawing? After eating, you just keep drawing, and after painting for so long, the teacher said, your neck will be sore. Chu Chu rubbed his father's shoulders!" Chu Chu stood on the bench and helped Lin Feng rub his shoulders, his small fists gently hammered.

"Dad, draw the Monkey King again. This promised Mom, if you want to shoot the best-looking Monkey King, Dad can't let Mom down!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Come on, Dad. Chu Chu went to watch cartoons for a while, and then went to bed obediently by himself and didn't disturb his father's work. But it's not too late!" Chu Chu kissed Lin Feng on the cheek, then jumped to the living room, turned on the TV, and turned on the sound very quietly.

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. This daughter is really sensible.

When Lin Feng finished the Monkey King, it was already late at night. And Chu Chu had already gone to bed and slept very soundly.

"Alright, it's time for me to work out too. Lin Feng moved and began to exercise.

Practicing three nines in winter and three dogs in summer, this exercise is indispensable for a day.

The next day, after sending Chu Chu to school, Lin Feng came to the principal's office.

"Headmaster, give me a convenience, I want to borrow the school's large conference room for 10 days!" Lin Feng took out a request slip.

The principal looked at it and stared at Lin Feng.

"This time you asked these 580 students to take a collective leave of absence, which is extremely important for their academic impact. Many teachers and professors have complained to me. Say you're too messy. Now you have a note, and you have to use the meeting room. As you should know, we have meetings every Monday. At that time, there will inevitably be many teachers complaining about you!" The principal had a headache and said, "My Professor Lin, Director Lin, do you know how much criticism you have caused!"

"Headmaster, did you eat breakfast? I brought you a bowl of porridge made by myself. Taste it!" Lin Feng conjured up a small bowl of rice porridge out of nowhere.

The headmaster couldn't laugh or cry.

"Are you a bribe?" asked the headmaster.

Lin Feng smiled, didn't say much, and opened the lid.

"Well, it smells good!" the headmaster twitched, and he was not very hungry, but he was hungry.

"What about the principal, my conference room is requisitioned?" Lin Feng asked with a grin.

"Okay, approved. But you have to show the results. It's not a question of money, it's a testament to the fact that their group of students has achieved something by missing school for 10 days. I don't mind how many things you do to make other teachers complain, and it's mediocre to not be envied. I believe you're a buried genius, so, I'm giving you a chance. But you have to prove that you can do it! As long as you can, then nothing is a problem. Conversely, if you can't. Lin Feng, although I am the principal, the responsibilities I can bear are also limited. The principal said earnestly.

"Understood!Thank you!" Lin Feng nodded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, from today onwards, this is the creation room of "Havoc in Heaven". We only had ten days, so we had to work overtime. And then, now everybody's bringing computers? Bring all the computers you can bring. The whole process, we will use the computer to draw and draw. Lin Feng took out his laptop.

"Professor Lin, I'll go get it!" Many students quickly ran back to the dormitory, and one of them brought a computer with him.

Densely placed, and then the network cable is pulled, and a temporary studio is completed.

"Now, through this slide, let's show everyone's Monkey King!" Lin Feng commanded.

Subsequently, the slides were connected, and the Monkey King was displayed one by one.

It has to be said that the quality of these students is indeed very high. Although it was only one page of work, most people completed a complete illustration of the Monkey King. In particular, Xia Da, who was selected before, Yan Kai and them made several illustrations in different directions.

"Vote, everybody. Before we begin, I will give you ample democratic rights. Lin Feng gestured.

Soon, many students voted one after another. In the end, it was Wang Huan's illustration that was decided.

Wang Huan's Monkey King, with an obvious Hollywood style, is biased towards the West, and is a little more magical. But it's really domineering, and it's very handsome.

There was applause all around.

"Professor Lin, I believe that with the efforts of all our students, we will be able to accomplish this task. As long as you give us enough autonomy, we can definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Wang Huan stood up without arrogance or impatience, full of confidence.

Lin Feng shook his head.

"Wang Huan, your illustrations are beautiful and very much in line with Hollywood standards. However, this time the theme is the Monkey King in the Tang Dynasty, not the magic style of Europe and the United States, and it is not god-like enough! This may be very beautiful, but it is not what we want. It's not what Datang wants!" Lin Feng pointed out the shortcomings.

Wang Huan frowned.

"Is there a better choice for Professor Lin? Xia Da's bias is a little bit more than the Q version, Yan Kai's is a little too comic, and the lonely one is also a little girly, and Xu Han's is fierce and strong, but not beautiful enough!" Wang Huan commented, "Professor Lin, who will you choose if you don't choose me?"