"Song Mu! Are you listening? ”

Song Mu was sleeping on the desk, and was suddenly pushed hard by a pair of very powerful hands. She lost her center of gravity in an instant and almost fell off the table.

Song Mu was forced to open his eyes, but his head was dizzy.

"Do you want to go with us, but give me a good word!"

may be because he has been sleeping on his stomach and pressed his eyes, Song Mu can't see the white expanse in front of him at this time, and he can't see clearly.

She stared blankly ahead, and the man in front of her only had a rough outline, which was a little unfamiliar. She was getting more and more confused.

"We work overtime every day, and the money is only a few hundred yuan...... Do you know how much they prescribe? The man approached Song Mu and stretched out five fingers, "Five thousand a month!" Have you ever seen so much money? ”

Song Mu finally regained her vision vaguely, looked down at a big hand dangling in front of her eyes, and looked up at the owner of the hand...... Which one are you, this gentleman?

Seeing that she didn't answer, the man simply stood up, "I'm off work anyway, think about it, whether it's easy money or overtime." Go first! ”

Looking at the back of him leaving, Song Mu was still a little dazed.

Where am I?

She looked down suspiciously, staring intently at her desk.

Not to mention the keyboard, the ribbon screen that was originally in front of her is gone! In its place was an old yellow desk, and a table full of paper, brushes, and color cards.

What's the situation?!

Without waiting for Song Mu to think about it, she suddenly felt a headache, and a large number of memories instantly poured into her mind.

She, she, she crossed!

At this moment, Song Mu is a small employee of the famous Haishi Fine Arts Film Studio!

The original owner's name is the same as her, a young man who has just joined the company. She is also highly motivated to work and is full of expectations for the future of animation.

But now the studio is in the most turbulent moment, with the menacing influx of foreign cartoons, the domestic animation market has plummeted by more than half in a year.

Many people have jumped to foreign companies that have just attracted investment. There, even a small coloring employee is more than five times higher than the salary paid by the current studio.

Song Mu sighed, she really didn't expect that she would work overtime until she died suddenly, and she would cross over to a girl who also worked overtime to sudden death......

Suddenly, she remembered the proposal of her friend Wang Lun, the man who had just left.

Five thousand yuan, I really haven't seen it in this era! What is the concept of 5,000 yuan a month? You can become a 10,000 yuan household in two months! In a year, you can buy a particularly good courtyard house, plus several small buildings!

Then sit back and wait for the house to appreciate...... It's not easy to make a fortune and become well-off?!

Thinking of this, Song Mu stood up "pout".

What expectations, what dreams, this is all overtime to sudden death, and talk about fart! Money is the most important thing!

Before the crossing, Song Mu didn't dare to think about it, the city where she was located, and she would buy a toilet with all the money after working for ten years. But this era is different! What color does she still wear, what animation she does, she just waits diligently to be a house generation, retire early!

Thinking of this, Song Mu instantly accepted the setting of the crossing, and even a little eager to try.

Song Mu walked out of the office excitedly, she couldn't wait to quit her job to make money to buy a house!

rushed to the end of the corridor in one go. At the door of the director's office, Song Mu took a deep breath. She hadn't done such a thing as resignation before, and she was a little nervous.

She plucked up the courage to knock on the door, but no one answered inside, but she leaned on the door and could hear someone talking inside.

Who knew that the door was not locked at all, and when she leaned on it like this, the door actually opened "squeak", and Song Mu still maintained the posture of gecko walking on the door, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

Her collar. Director Huang Peiqin was talking on the phone with a sad face at this moment, and a big pimple was twisted out between her eyebrows.

"Collar. Director, I also understand, but ......" Huang Peiqin said this, glanced at the door, but did not pay attention to Song Mu, but continued to say to the person on the other end of the phone: "With the current funds, it is only two or three yuan per grid. Let's not talk about the consumption of a large amount of ink and paper on the background, original painting, and middle sheet, but only the manpower required...... Ay! We don't have enough manpower in the painting department. ”

After Huang Peiqin said these words, it was obvious that the person on the other end of the phone was also very excited, and the voice was so loud that Song Mu at the door could faintly hear it.

"That's all there is to do, but the short film has to be made this month! Lao Huang, now is the critical moment......"

Huang Peiqin knew that continuing to listen was also a wheel talk, and her ears could hear that the cocoon was coming, so she simply hung up the phone without listening.

After sighing several times in a row, she raised her hand and pressed her temples to relieve her headache, then she looked up at Song Mu and asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Although he asked like this, he understood in his heart what the purpose of Song Mu, who was standing there at the moment, was - recently foreign companies came to poach people, and grassroots employees were motivated to leave, and it is estimated that this person also came to resign.

Song Mu didn't answer immediately, because her attention fell on the desk in front of Huang Peiqin.

There was a thick layer of drawing paper on it. Song Mu, who has rich work experience, can see at a glance that those paintings are all unfinished original paintings. Contacting the few words she heard on the phone just now, a smile slowly appeared on her face.

"Actually, the situation you are facing is easy to solve." As a technical nerd who traveled through the former animation industry, Song Mu, who was an occupational criminal, came directly to the desk, pointed to the original painting and talked eloquently, "If you want to save money, start with the background first." For example, this long shot, you can use a piece of paper and put it there. ”

Afraid that Huang Peiqin wouldn't understand, she poked her head out and looked around, and without asking for instructions, she found a paper and pen, and bent over to take it. The guide drew up a schematic diagram.

"Look, just get some paper, whether it's splicing or the whole one...... I recommend the whole strip, which is easier to shoot. She said as she drawn, "And then like this, draw the whole background." Shoot whatever the background is. ”

Huang Peiqin seemed to understand something, but she couldn't fully grasp the point.

After thinking for a moment, she motioned to Song Mu, "You go on." ”

See collar. The director was willing to listen, and Song Mu hurriedly continued: "The background problem of the biggest head has been solved. Then there is the solution to the middle sheet, and I suggest that you can use a plastic sheet. ”

"Plastic sheets?"

Song Mu listened to Huang Peiqin's tone and knew that she didn't understand.

She slowed down and explained as clearly as she could, "Yes, it's just plain clear plastic." Draw on top of a plastic sheet and use it on a large background. ”