Chapter Fifty-Eight: There Are No Doors

vented all the grievances in my heart in one breath.

Zhu Chi finally calmed down a little, stopped wiping honey with his small mouth, and caught a glimpse of Sanada standing at the door of the office out of the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Chi took a deep breath, turned his head, and returned to his usual appearance.

He doesn't have any opinions about Gu Xue's company, in fact, he maintains a sense of respect for all animation companies in the industry, because he is also an industry person and knows the hardships, but this "Invasion", he has put a lot of effort into it, and now he is really annoyed when he tells him that he wants to go to the general episode.

Sanada, one of the painting supervisors of the eleventh episode, heard Zhu Chi's words, hesitated for a moment, and walked in slowly with an embarrassed smile on his face.

He suddenly regretted that he had rushed over.

Wouldn't it be the same to wait for someone else to bring it!

Just run over to it yourself.

I also heard Zhu Chi eat Xiang one by one, making him feel like an ambassador for Xiangxiang......

Of course, Zhu Chi didn't know what the other party was thinking, glanced at the original painting of a few cards in Sanada's arms, stretched out his hand, and asked, "Do you want to check?" The original painting sent by the other company? ”

"The chief supervisor, it was the card ...... sent by the other party," Sanada sneered, but did not hand over the original painting.

"So what? What are you doing in a daze, take it. ”

Sanada still didn't hand it over, but continued to whisper: "I've seen these cards of mechanical supervision...... Said very good......"

"So what the hell are you trying to say!" Zhu Chi watched him grinding and grinding, and was a little impatient.

What's wrong with the mechanical superintendent?,Lao Tzu or mechanical design.,If I don't really have time.,Where does this animation need a mechanical superintendent.,I can do it by myself Believe it or not!

You're lifting the machine as a supervisor......

Wait a minute.

Zhu Chi sensed that something was wrong, and said with a frown: "The second half of the other party's footage has finally started to be sent?" ”

"Yes." Sanada nodded, a little embarrassed.

The assistant assistant of the chief painting supervisor who was sitting next to Zhu Chi suddenly burst out laughing.

Zhu Chi glared at him, his face was a little feverish, but it was not because the original painting was suddenly sent for this reason, but because he had just wiped honey on his mouth, but he happened to be heard by the people under his hands, and the other party still came to send the original painting, which was embarrassing.

As for slapping the face or something.

Inexistent!

It's just starting now!

How many cards can I deliver?

Even if all the original paintings are sent before the broadcast date, don't you need time for other processes?

It's so simple that you want me to eat Xiang! There are no doors!

After sorting out his thoughts a little, Zhu Chi felt that Sanada must have heard his words, and now he felt that he had slapped his face when he sent the original painting, which was just a little embarrassing, he coughed lightly and explained: "I was a little annoyed just now, and I talked a little too much, it doesn't matter if you hear it, you don't have to take it to heart, and you don't have to feel that it hit me in the face, my strength is not so small, it has nothing to do with you, it's just that the other party is too abrasive...... Alright, take the original drawing, I'll check it, I'm going to see what the other person has spent so long drawing. ”

"No, always as a prisoner, the other party ......" Sanada cried with a sad face, and wanted to say something.

But Zhu Chi was really a little impatient, interrupted him, and said irritably: "What are you doing!" Mother-in-law, do you think we have a lot of time? Even if it's on the general episode, it's just a week's time, I quickly checked it, I should fix it, I should return it, and now it's been delayed for a week, and I can't present the ugly picture to the audience anymore! ”

After saying that, he snatched the original painting that Sanada held in his arms.

Well......?

As soon as he grabbed the original painting, Zhu Chi was taken aback.

He almost didn't hold it.

The original painting is a bit too much, a little heavy.

"How many cards are there?" Zhu Chi put the original painting in his hand on the workbench, and then asked.

"Four cards." Sanada replied.

"That's just four cards...... Has it been cut? Zhu Chi sighed, "It seems that the other party is also self-aware and knows that the time is delayed, but what's the use of this, do they think it's their own company's work?" Yiyuan didn't send it over and played these little tricks, as long as it doesn't work, I'll still return! ”

"The chief supervisor, in fact, the other party drew very well."

Sanada smiled awkwardly, hesitated for a moment, and continued, "Not only is the mechanical prison, I took a look at it and thought it was very good, of course, this is not to affect your judgment, I just want to say ......"

"Oh, nice?"

Sanada wanted to say something, but Zhu Chi was intrigued by his words and turned his head away.

Sanada: "......"

mmp。

Zhu Chi didn't care what Sanada showed at this moment, and after turning his head, he unfolded the rhythm table of one of the original paintings and took out the original paintings sandwiched in it.

The first thing that catches your eye is a huge robot that occupies almost the entire sheet of original paper.

The wings of light behind the robot spread out, floating in mid-air, and were raising their sandbag-sized fists and smashing them at the camera.

Zhu Chi, as a mechanical designer, saw the first original painting on the top, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The robot piloted by the protagonist is well expressed in the other party's pen, whether it is the appearance, the sense of machinery, or the momentum.

Moreover, Zhu Chi, as the chief painting supervisor, checked the painting of almost the entire animation, and it was the first time he had seen a robot so close to his design draft.

Other giant robots like original paintings, if you don't cut corners or put it in a better way, it's called a trade-off, and it's impossible to draw it at all.

It's amazing.

Even if he was a little dissatisfied with the other party's grinding speed, he had to admit it.

"It's really good, but this shot is ......" Zhu Chi has been checking the original painting sent by Gu Xue's company during this time, and the storyboard is about to be rotten, of course he knows which lens is the 271 filled in on this card table.

"It took so long for a dry shot of dodging missiles, I don't know whether to praise the other side for perseverance or scold the other side for being stupid."

Zhu Chi sighed, smashed his mouth, which was a little dry because of the random spray just now, picked up the coffee on the table with his left hand, and prepared to moisten his throat.

At the same time, the thumb and index finger of the right hand lifted the lower part of the whole card of original drawing paper, ready to turn it over and look at the whole shot first.

In general animation production, the original picture is handed in, except for some particularly important shots, there is no time to take the original picture to the line camera to confirm, and you can only rely on hand flipping to confirm the flow of the action, and whether the connection is smooth.

And Zhu Chi didn't feel that the other party's lens needed to be specially taken to the line camera by himself.

After taking a sip of coffee and putting down the cup, Zhu Chi's right thumb began to loosen, the sound of brushing sounded, and the original paintings began to flip.

The assistant assistant who was sitting next to him was also a little curious about the footage that the other party had spent so long drawing, and leaned his head over.

Just before he could see the picture on the original paper.

I found that Zhu Chi's breathing became short, his eyes widened, he muttered a few times, and then turned his head suddenly.

"Poof!"

Squirted coffee in his face.