As social technology continues to advance, all walks of life will change with it.

It's like the animation industry, which used to be called art films, and villains draw hard.

And in later generations, it was directly called anime in general.

In fact, anime does not refer to cartoons, it also includes industries such as comics.

And the reason for such a change is ultimately due to interests.

In the past, making an animation required a lot of manpower and material resources, and it took a lot of time, from one or two years to four or five years.

Now, with the introduction of computer technology to the animation industry, the production time has been greatly reduced.

In the past, 2D animation has gradually changed to 3D animation.

People no longer pursue whether cartoons are educational, but feel that as long as the picture quality and plot are passable, it is a good animation.

Even some animations deliberately cater to the tastes of Westerners in order to win awards abroad, but they fall behind.

You know,Guoman used to be second to none in the world,Cartoons with Chinese characteristics are even more internationally renowned,You don't need to cater to the appetite of Westerners at all,You can easily win various animation awards。

It can be seen that classic animation does not need to be deliberate, it only needs to be done a little.

That's right, it's about showing your own identity.

It's not about learning from whom you want to cater to.

Just like Japanese animation has the characteristics of Japanese animation, Hollywood animation has the characteristics of Hollywood animation, and our national comics should be the same.

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At this moment, just when He Yun didn't know how to alleviate his embarrassment?

Fortunately, at this moment, on the stage, a leader sitting on the edge suddenly spoke.

He coughed lightly and said into the microphone: "Comrades, please sit down, the inaugural meeting of our Yincheng District Writers Association is about to start!" Next, I would like to invite Comrade Li Zhenjiang, deputy commissioner of our prefectural party committee, to speak, and everyone applauds and welcomes ......! ”

"Bang bang ......!"

When the words fell, there was a round of applause from the audience.

When He Yun saw this scene, he immediately joined the applause.

As soon as the applause fell, a leader sitting in the middle of the stage took the lead in speaking.

"Comrades, first of all, on behalf of the prefectural committee, I would like to congratulate the comrades of our Federation of Literary and Art Circles, which is a major event and a happy event in the literary and artistic circles of our Yincheng area............ Reform and opening up, all kinds of waste need to be revived, and our literary and artistic circles must also ......"

After a very official speech, the audience "crackled" and another round of warm applause immediately rang out.

Immediately afterwards, it was the leader on the side, and he opened his mouth again to introduce: "Next, I would like to invite Comrade Zhang Zhiqiang, chairman of our Yincheng District Federation of Literary and Art Circles, to speak......!" ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

This time, there was another warm welcome and applause, and another leader on the stage also started his "speech".

In this way, after a circle of speeches, the conference finally entered today's theme, and issued the membership certificates of the Writers' Association to the members of the Writers' Association present.

This certificate is actually commonly known as the "writer's card".

Perhaps considering that the space on the stage is too small, the leaders chose a one-to-one distribution mode for the issuance of "writer's certificates" this time.

It is to call a person's name on the stage, and the corresponding person in the audience will go up to get the certificate.

In this way, more than ten minutes passed, and when the old-timers present all came to the stage and received their own writer's certificates, the people present, all of them set their eyes on the last person on the scene who had not yet received the certificate.

That's right!

This person is none other than He Yun, the youngest of the writers present, He Yun, who is only twenty years old.

"Next, I would like to invite our last writer today, a veteran who is only 20 years old, a Chinese teacher at Sanshui Township Middle School, Comrade He Yun to come to the stage! Everyone applauds and welcomes! ”

On the stage, after the leader on the side made a generous statement, for a moment, the scene was silent.

Twenty-year-old writer?

Retired soldiers?

Or a middle school Chinese teacher?

These three layers of identity actually belong to the same person.

Is this possible?

Which of the old-timers present is not forty years old, and now, they are robbed of the limelight by a young man who has not grown all his hair, which really makes them smile bitterly.

Think about what you're doing at your age?

Most people are just afraid that they are still working in the fields!

Are today's young people so good?

Or have times changed and become strange to them?

Of course, no matter

Everyone is unbelievable, but since the leaders on the stage have already announced this, it means that this must be true.

As for whether it was a fraud or not, they did not think about this situation at all.

After all, in this era, everyone's thinking is not so complicated, and this kind of thing rarely happens now, is it the reason? Hehe...... You know!

…………

At this moment, under the stage, in the last row.

Zhao Wenjun is a reporter for the Hunan Provincial Daily, and today, together with his colleague Li Guofu, he was sent to the Yincheng area to attend the inaugural meeting of the Yincheng District Writers Association.

Originally, they would have just come to take a few random photos, write a simple press release, and then return to the provincial capital.

But they never expected that this trip to Yincheng would have such an unexpected gain.

This news material is really good!

This is a good way to use this news material as a point to write a press release.

He had the headline of the news in mind, and it was called "The Youngest Member of the Writers' Association - A Retired Soldier"

He believed that the editor-in-chief would be very satisfied with such a manuscript.

Maybe I will continue to use this material to do relevant follow-up reports, and maybe even do an exclusive interview.

"Guofu, let's wait for the conference to be over, and then go directly to this young man, but don't let him leave!"

"You mean ......?"

"That's right! We're going to have to write this press release this time! Zhao Wenjun said confidently.

As for the plans of the two reporter comrades, He Yun naturally didn't know at this time, he only knew that he was now in dire straits, and he looked uncomfortable.

He looked at the rows in front of him and turned his head to look at his seniors, but he was embarrassed again.

"What is this going to do? I went up? Or did it go up? ”

He Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly, and after muttering a word, in the end, he still mustered up the courage, and in the complicated eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up, held his head high, and walked straight towards the stage.

After walking to the podium, what he never expected was that many leaders on the stage walked up to him at this time and shook hands with him with a smile.

"Congratulations! Lad! ”

"Congratulations! Congratulations! Comrade He Yun, we must make persistent efforts in the future! Contribute to the literary and artistic cause of our Yincheng area! ”

"Not bad! That's how a soldier should be! Attaboy! ”

…………

After more than a dozen leaders shook hands and encouraged, He Yun received the "writer's card" that belonged to him.

It can be said that such special treatment makes many old-timers sitting in the audience envious.

Of course, they are envious, but no one is not convinced, after all, He Yun's age is there.

That's right, today's old-timers think like this, they are all people who came from that period, and their ideological consciousness is extremely high, and they don't have the idea of being jealous of the virtuous at all.

…………

After the conference, He Yun wanted to sneak away, after all, the limelight was also out, and the certificate was received, and it was time to "escape" away.

Unexpectedly, he was just about to leave, but was stopped by two people.

And it was none other than the two journalist comrades who stopped him.

Their purpose, He Yun somewhat guessed.

But is he the kind of person who likes to be in the limelight?

Of course not!

Before, he had repeatedly rejected the "interview" with the town's Zhou Officer, and even asked Zhou to use a pseudonym in the manuscript submitted to the provincial newspaper, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, this time, he naturally did the same, found an inexorable reason, and left the Federation of Literary and Art Circles in a hurry.

It's just that as soon as he left the gate of the courtyard of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, he bumped into an acquaintance at the door.

At this moment, just when He Yun didn't know how to alleviate his embarrassment?

Fortunately, at this moment, on the stage, a leader sitting on the edge suddenly spoke.

He coughed lightly and said into the microphone: "Comrades, please sit down, the inaugural meeting of our Yincheng District Writers Association is about to start!" Next, I would like to invite Comrade Li Zhenjiang, deputy commissioner of our prefectural party committee, to speak, and everyone applauds and welcomes ......! ”

"Bang bang ......!"

When the words fell, there was a round of applause from the audience.

When He Yun saw this scene, he immediately joined the applause.

As soon as the applause fell, a leader sitting in the middle of the stage took the lead in speaking.

"Comrades, first of all, on behalf of the prefectural committee, I would like to congratulate the comrades of our Federation of Literary and Art Circles, which is a major event and a happy event in the literary and artistic circles of our Yincheng area............ Reform and opening up, all kinds of waste need to be revived, and we in the literary and artistic circles also need it

……”

After a very official speech, the audience "crackled" and another round of warm applause immediately rang out.

Immediately afterwards, it was the leader on the side, and he opened his mouth again to introduce: "Next, I would like to invite Comrade Zhang Zhiqiang, chairman of our Yincheng District Federation of Literary and Art Circles, to speak......!" ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

This time, there was another warm welcome and applause, and another leader on the stage also started his "speech".

In this way, after a circle of speeches, the conference finally entered today's theme, and issued the membership certificates of the Writers' Association to the members of the Writers' Association present.

This certificate is actually commonly known as the "writer's card".

Perhaps considering that the space on the stage is too small, the leaders chose a one-to-one distribution mode for the issuance of "writer's certificates" this time.

It is to call a person's name on the stage, and the corresponding person in the audience will go up to get the certificate.

In this way, more than ten minutes passed, and when the old-timers present all came to the stage and received their own writer's certificates, the people present, all of them set their eyes on the last person on the scene who had not yet received the certificate.

That's right!

This person is none other than He Yun, the youngest of the writers present, He Yun, who is only twenty years old.

"Next, I would like to invite our last writer today, a veteran who is only 20 years old, a Chinese teacher at Sanshui Township Middle School, Comrade He Yun to come to the stage! Everyone applauds and welcomes! ”

On the stage, after the leader on the side made a generous statement, for a moment, the scene was silent.

Twenty-year-old writer?

Retired soldiers?

Or a middle school Chinese teacher?

These three layers of identity actually belong to the same person.

Is this possible?

Which of the old-timers present is not forty years old, and now, they are robbed of the limelight by a young man who has not grown all his hair, which really makes them smile bitterly.

Think about what you're doing at your age?

Most people are just afraid that they are still working in the fields!

Are today's young people so good?

Or have times changed and become strange to them?

Of course, no matter how unbelievable everyone is, since the leaders on the stage have already announced this, it means that this thing must be true.

As for whether it was a fraud or not, they did not think about this situation at all.

After all, in this era, everyone's thinking is not so complicated, and this kind of thing rarely happens now, is it the reason? Hehe...... You know!

…………

At this moment, under the stage, in the last row.

Zhao Wenjun is a reporter for the Hunan Provincial Daily, and today, together with his colleague Li Guofu, he was sent to the Yincheng area to attend the inaugural meeting of the Yincheng District Writers Association.

Originally, they would have just come to take a few random photos, write a simple press release, and then return to the provincial capital.

But they never expected that this trip to Yincheng would have such an unexpected gain.

This news material is really good!

This is a good way to use this news material as a point to write a press release.

He had the headline of the news in mind, and it was called "The Youngest Member of the Writers' Association - A Retired Soldier"

He believed that the editor-in-chief would be very satisfied with such a manuscript.

Maybe I will continue to use this material to do relevant follow-up reports, and maybe even do an exclusive interview.

"Guofu, let's wait for the conference to be over, and then go directly to this young man, but don't let him leave!"

"You mean ......?"

"That's right! We're going to have to write this press release this time! Zhao Wenjun said confidently.

As for the plans of the two reporter comrades, He Yun naturally didn't know at this time, he only knew that he was now in dire straits, and he looked uncomfortable.

He looked at the rows in front of him and turned his head to look at his seniors, but he was embarrassed again.

"What is this going to do? I went up? Or did it go up? ”

He Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly, and after muttering a word, in the end, he still mustered up the courage, and in the complicated eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up, held his head high, and walked straight towards the stage.

After walking to the podium, what he never expected was that many leaders on the stage walked up to him at this time and shook hands with him with a smile.

"Congratulations! Lad! ”

"Congratulations! Congratulations! Comrade He Yun, we must make persistent efforts in the future! Contribute to the literary and artistic cause of our Yincheng area! ”