The animation process is very complex and slow, which is completely different from the filming of live-action films and TV series.

Once the project is launched, the film and television series will follow the group collectively, rotate day and night, fight for several months, and complete the project in one go.

But that's not the case with animation projects.

This is a process that lasts for two or three years, or even four or five years, just like automobile manufacturing, the manufacturing process is fine to every subtle link, interlocking, each person is responsible for one or several links, and his own link is done, the project is over for him, and if you want to see the finished product, you have to wait until a few years later.

The artistic component of live-action film and television is heavier, and the industrial component of animation is heavier.

Zhang Si is now facing such a problem, after the script is written, his task in "Under the Tianyu Mountain" is basically over.

After the screenwriting session, the next link is the sketch and production process, which has nothing to do with him.

Zhang Si really wants to participate in the whole process and understand the complete process of an animation production, but the process is too long, even if "Under the Tianyu Mountain" is a quarterly broadcast, if you want to see the first episode on the Internet, it will be the end of the year at the earliest, and there is still more than half a year.

Luo Ming is the editor-in-chief, and he still has to follow up on the next link, as well as deal with various temporary new changes with the director. He needs to follow the group.

Zhang Si is an assistant screenwriter, but he has nothing to do.

After his work, Zhang Si concentrated on running his public account, and in the next period of time, he successively released 5 movie analysis videos under the name of "breathtaking".

After the recommendation of the Xilili website, and the video level is always guaranteed, Zhang Si's fans have increased from 80,000 to 120,000, and he has become a small UP master with some popularity.

However, no advertisers have come to the door.

Someone else came to the door.

A real estate agent called Zhang Si and asked if he had any intention of selling Little Red Horse Academy.

The first thing Zhang Si thought about when he received the call was not whether he was willing to sell, but he was very curious, how did the other party know about his phone?

"Where did you get my number?"

"Sir, you have registered an account on the XXX real estate agency website. ”

"I didn't fill in the phone number. ”

"Yes, you may have forgotten. ”

Zhang Si was not sure, so he didn't dwell on this issue anymore, chatted with the other party, roughly understood the market, and didn't say that he agreed to sell, nor did he say that he wouldn't sell.

After hanging up the phone, thinking that something was wrong, I opened the real estate agent account that I had registered, and there was no phone number on it, just now this person was lying, I don't know where he got his phone number, and I actually knew that he wanted to sell the house.

Personal information is really not protected at all.

He got up to boil water to make tea and pushed the office window open for some fresh air. The cultivated pothos has just been changed with water, full of greenery, and the branches and leaves have drawn new shoots in the past two days, full of vitality. The cactus ball is the most worry-free, don't care about anything, and have a posture that no one should approach.

During this time, Luo Ming spent very little time in the office, most of the time with the computer, staying with the director and other project personnel, and Zhang Si went with him for a few days to observe and study.

On this day, when he was about to get off work, Luo Ming pinched a little back, saw that Zhang Si was still there, and said, "Are you free? Let's have a meal together in the evening." ”

Zhang Si just planned to continue to go to the "Xinfu Koufu" he had last time to settle dinner, and nodded when he heard this: "Okay." ”

"Do you eat seafood?"

"I like it. ”

"Okay, then let's go eat seafood, I know one, it tastes very good, let's take my car." ”

"I drove here today. ”

Luo Ming was stunned for a moment, he always knew that Zhang Si was taking the subway to work, thinking that he had no money, after all, he was a college student who had just graduated.

The two came to the restaurant, ordered, and halfway through the meal, Luo Ming said: "Now that the "Under the Tianyu Mountain" project is on the right track, and the script has been polished, you will have a lot less to do." ”

Zhang Si nodded and said: "It's really a little uncomfortable to be idle suddenly, and now it's time to participate more in the project experience." ”

Luo Ming: "I heard that the company has a new project to start, are you interested?"

After eating what was in his mouth, Zhang Si picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and said firmly: "Of course I'm interested." ”

"If the company wants to adapt a manga and make it into an anime, it will immediately pick someone internally to change the script, and the leadership intends to hand it over to the newcomer as a workout. If you're interested, I'll recommend you signing up tomorrow. ”

As soon as Zhang Si heard it, he understood that this kind of comic book adaptation anime project was not interested in screenwriters with experience and qualifications, and it was just right for newcomers to be handed over.

For him now, it is indeed very suitable, so without hesitation, Zhang sighed and said, "I want to try." ”

"Try it, try it, you're capable enough. In this way, I will recommend you as soon as I go to work tomorrow, there should be no problem, but you have to be prepared to compete, there will definitely be other people who sign up, and who will be selected at that time depends on their own ability. ”

Luo Ming understood the intention of the upper echelons, who wanted to use this small project to tap new screenwriters and see who could take the lead.

Zhang Si poured Luo Ming full of juice and said, "As long as there is an opportunity, I am not afraid of competition." ”

Luo Ming: "The comic to be adapted is called "The Lamplighter", have you seen it?"

Zhang sighed: "I've heard it, but I haven't seen it." ”

"Do your research. ”

After dinner, the two separated.

When Zhang Si drove home, he passed West Chang'an Avenue and the streets were very lively, with men and women dressed casually fashionable, as well as urban white-collar workers in suits and leather shoes who had just gotten off work.

The lights are bright, handsome men and beautiful women, making people reluctant to go home.

Zhang sighed that the car was driving very slowly, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the side of the road, a woman, carrying a small stool in one hand and a cloth bag in the other.

The day before yesterday, he saw this figure at the gate of the Little Red Horse School Park.,It's Xiaobai's aunt.。

But he wasn't sure if this was in front of him, because he could only see the back, not the face, and in other words, he only saw the back of Aunt Xiaobai that day.

For so many days, he had never seen Xiaobai's uncle and aunt, and every time he came to pick her up, it was already late at night, and he had already slept.

As he drove, he watched his aunt, who was suspected of being Xiaobai, go away, only to see her stop in front of a jewelry store, put a small stool on the ground, and invite customers to shine their shoes.

Someone from the jewelry store came out to say a few words to her, and she shifted her position and left the door.

Parking the car in the parking lot, Zhang Si walked through the alleys, adults and children sitting in the shade under the street lamps, and cats and dogs running around at his feet.

Someone saw Zhang Si and took the initiative to say hello: "Zhang Shao is back." ”

Zhang Si responded with a smile: "It's Zhang Si, it's just Zhang Si, just call Zhang Si." ”

He greeted people and left, and heard the people behind him talking about him, what has changed so much, and what is not that Zhang sigh......