"Isn't this Sayou-kun? We've been waiting for five minutes now, so we're going to get ready for it. What is it on the road that is delaying time? Don't worry about it, now please sit on the chair over there and watch this preview screening, and after watching it, there will be my fried hash browns. The one next to me is Miss Battlefield Hara, who is coming today, please sit down, because the space is a little small, please take a moment. ”

Pushing open the door, on the chair near the door, President Renzo immediately arranged a place for Sayu and Iya.

The multimedia room has a projector and a huge projection screen, and a test screening will take place later.

Since I don't know how long the whole short story is, Sayu guesses that it will only take a minute or two, after all, if it is too long, it will take more effort to do it.

In addition to coloring, 3D making, background drawing, animation, etc., the whole project is also very cumbersome, so it will be as simple as possible.

But to Sayou's surprise, he didn't expect that even such a short story would be made at such a fast speed, which is really quite surprising.

Of course, some people can make an animation on their own, but it is not easy to make an animation for a few minutes in such a short time.

Looking around, in addition to the president of Renzo, the Fujiki supervisor, Tanabe producer, the rokuko supervisor, Miss Mitani and other more important and frequent people have all come here, and the Fujiwara brothers are also waiting for the screening in the corner.

But thinking of this, Sayou found that even if the original painting, coloring, and animation were done, what should I do with the dubbing? In any case, you have to add some dubbing to bring out the 'flavor' of the whole story.

"Don't worry, this isn't a silent movie. I went there before, and I thought that the voice actor added a narration to this short film, and once it was narrated, it might be more interesting in some ways. ”

"It's just that when you get rid of others, you were beaten up by others, who told you to put on a look of no energy."

"Isn't it supposed to be a compliment here? Really, isn't Miss Chunyuan too harsh? That's not going to work. I should learn from Miss Sanqianliu, it seems that life is quite easy~"

Mr. Okazaki said this, which made Miss Haruzono frown slightly, these two people were obviously not suitable for each other in terms of personality.

Mr. Okazaki is one of those casual people who doesn't look very motivated with a hat; On the other side, Miss Chunyuan is the type of Yan sù, a bit like the kind of work woman maniac at work.

"This situation depends on whether the other party is willing to change, everyone has a different personality, of course they have different opinions, it's best to be yourself, isn't it?"

"yes."

"Let's agree."

Miss Sanchiri, who is a peacemaker, intervenes to stop a conversation that could turn into a quarrel. He waved his hand at Sayou, and said hello.

The scene was quiet, no wonder I couldn't hear any movement on the first floor just now, because this multimedia room has a good soundproofing effect, so the director can't hear some of the sounds above.

The bright lights were turned off, the light faded away, and everyone began to stop talking.

Standing next to the projector, Superintendent Fujiki placed his hand on the play button and looked at the crowd.

"So. To get started......"

A small clip of "Five Centimeters per Second" begins - it is the station where people come and go, the cold tiles and the unheaving announcement, the cold winter wind blowing on the cheeks from the other end of the platform, the end of the scarf beginning to dance in the wind. He stood on the platform. Waiting for the train to the destination, the sky was very dark, as if someone had spilled ink on the sky.

Put your hands in your pockets and exhale. The white gas was as fleeting as the emotion in the chest, and then disappeared without a trace, making people panic.

The sea in front of his forehead was blown up by the wind. The wind blowing into the distance did not bring the burning emotions in my heart, and I can still remember the promise at that time.

Footsteps gradually sounded on the platform, and people who worked, returned home, traveled, and had different goals in their arms all stood on the same starting line as themselves.

But he wanted to get to that place faster than anyone else, where he wanted him to be, to hers.

The stars are like throbbing feelings, and these rays of light from thousands of years ago are still very dazzling now.

The roar of the train echoes in the distance, slowly approaching as time passes, and the waiting time is boring.

The long train stopped in front of me, and at the same time a cold wind rolled up, still from afar.

The door opened, and I stepped into the car as stiffly as a robot, but the moment I stepped into the car, it was as if I had come to the end of the horizon from a distant side, because in this way, I could get closer to each other.

Standing by the door, with your hands in your pockets, and looking through the window as you look at the receding scenery, time begins to flow.

Tighten the clothes on your body, the car is very warm, but it is a little unsettling, you are still waiting for me in the distance?

The promise, the gap, and the night that we all felt were long—

The short film is only a little more than a minute, but with the narration, it makes people feel very rich, and he begins to look forward to the her he wants to meet.

When the screening ended, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

“NICE！ What do you think? Not bad! Isn't that great? The art style and the narration of the protagonist are perfect! ”

"Don't be so excited, Supervisor Fujiki, some things on the back of the platform are a little blurry, and they need to be changed again."

"Tanabe-kun really likes to say things that are boring, so you can't find a girlfriend."

"Isn't it the same for you, Superintendent Fujiki?"

"You guy! Hmph, anyway, it's perfect overall, and as for the mistakes, let's analyze them well in the future, I've already recorded them. ”

"I really don't know whether to admire you, or what, Fujiki supervises you, but you're overseer."

Enough, Mr. Ochiai, who was on the side, inserted the conversation between the two people with a sharp edge.

"I think there is a problem with the style and background of the painting, when the hero enters the station, the mouth and chin are obviously deformed, because the transition is too fast, can you not see it clearly? That's the most important part. ”

Frowning, Mr. Ochiai's words silenced both of them.

Sayou was silent on the side, but for the short film just now, he gave a high score.

It's wonderful, it's sophisticated, and that's the only word that can be used to describe it.

At the same time, Sayou also saw the dark circles on everyone's faces, probably staying up late for this.

"Well~ Everyone, be quiet, go eat my fried potato cakes now, you can take a good rest later, and the rest of the work can be handled in the afternoon."

"Got it! Great work! ””

In any case, this simple test screening is the end of the smooth lì, and everyone is quite serious.

This side can't be left behind, Sayou clenched his right fist and made a decision silently. (To be continued......)