From White Box To Supervision

Zhang Beichuan vowed that no matter how much Songjiang Qingkong paid for this kind of work, he would not be his wingman.

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If there is a metaphorical rhetoric, then Zhang Beichuan is Lv Ziqiao, a character in a TV series that he has seen before, and Songjiang Qingkong is undoubtedly Zhang Wei.

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After all, he's too real, I can't stand it, I can't stand it.

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Fortunately, Songjiang Qingkong has finally stabilized. After all, it was not for nothing that they chatted with each other on the mobile phone before, and the atmosphere of the conversation between the two was relatively good.

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After drinking coffee and dessert, Songjiang Qingkong summoned the courage to invite her to a movie, and then the two ran away.

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"Tsk tsk!" Zhang Beichuan was amazed when he saw it. He was not a nanny, and he was too lazy to chase after him, so he returned to the studio by himself.

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The storyboard is still stuck on him, and the current number of words is about to force the progress of his storyboard, so he has to finish it quickly.

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Closing his eyes, he came to the inspiration space, his mind appeared, and the camera shifted with his imagination.

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Ellen, the giant, the plot.

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Push slowly.

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"Not here, not very coherent."

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"Is the close-up here too deliberate? Not good."

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"This angle can't highlight the courage of the giant, and it's not good. It needs to be changed."

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Zhang Beichuan was floating, making careful revisions. Although the progress was not fast, it was steadily improving.

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Isayama Chuang's literary drama is very good, but there is a feature that some non-combat plots are a little procrastinated, and his painting skills are really not very good at this stage.

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Therefore, some specific impact shots require your own imagination.

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......

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"Supervisor Beichuan, take a look at the original painting here, how do you feel?"

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"The angle of the lens can be changed more, but one angle of view is always too rigid."

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At this time, Zhang Beichuan and Imai Yuwen are discussing the current original painting. The two have been discussing for more than half an hour.

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It was the first time for Imai Yuwen to feel Zhang Beichuan's harshness. He kept improving the original painting. At least, he had rebuilt several times over and over again for these three or four shots.

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"Supervisor Kitagawa, when will the animation progress be launched?" Imai Yuwen asked.

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"It will probably be launched in the spring of next year, and the specifics will depend on the progress of the production."

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"Spring?" Imai Yuwen was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "That means it's April?"

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"Almost, it was originally scheduled for January, but after thinking about it carefully, I couldn't allow enough time for the inspection, so I planned to delay it until April."

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"I see."

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"I'll pay attention when the time comes. I'm looking forward to seeing it on TV." Imai Yuwen said.

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"Thank you."

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"By the way, Mr. Imai, have you ever thought about becoming a full-time original artist in our studio? We also value your strength very much." Zhang Beichuan said solemnly.

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Imai Yuwen's original paintings are of a very high level, and they are improving visibly to the naked eye. If he can be pulled over, it will definitely be a good thing.

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Imai Yuwen was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. After thinking about it carefully, he politely declined: "Sorry, Director Beichuan, I'm used to the life of a freelance original artist. If I change my mind, I will call you."

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This is a rejection.

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Zhang Beichuan said with a little regret: "So, if you want to join in, I'm always welcome."

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He didn't feel too regretful. After all, he just asked casually. It would be better if he could pull it over. If he didn't want to, that's fine. Anyway, freelance artists can cooperate.

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After he left, Zhang Beichuan took out a bowl of cup noodles from the drawer and planned to use this for lunch.

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As soon as they ate, they heard someone shouting from outside, "Supervisor Beichuan, Mr. Chuan Zeyu is here to find you."

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Hearing this, Zhang Beichuan frowned slightly: "Why is he here again?"

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Kawa Zeyu is the company he came to find a stake in Qingtian Studio last time. Since he was rejected last time, he has not had time to find him for a long time. I don't know why he came again this time.

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But there is no way, no matter what his purpose is, he still wants to meet him.

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"You ask him to wait in the living room for a while, and I'll go over immediately."

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Zhang Beichuan ate a big mouthful of noodles, drank a mouthful of soup, and rushed over.

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"Supervisor Beichuan, we meet again?" Kawasawa Yu smiled, still in the same outfit as last time.

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"Hello, Mr. Kawazawa."

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"Supervisor Beichuan, this time, I still wanted to take a stake in Sunny Studio. I know you have the idea of ​​buying a house recently, and you must be short of money. Therefore, we can discuss it well. If you let us take a share, we will provide Funding will definitely relieve your stress, and you don’t have to worry about funding so much.”

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Kawasawa Yu said his thoughts straight to the point.

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This made Zhang Beichuan's head full of black lines. How did he know that he had the idea of ​​buying a house? Did he investigate me? However, Zhang Beichuan still insisted on his own ideas. He would not allow other companies to call the shots. He did not expect Qingtian Studio to be a big company that is famous all over the world. He just wanted Zhang Beichuan to have a place where he could make animations. Not subject to other restrictions.

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Therefore, Zhang Beichuan could only apologetically reject Kawa Zeyu's idea again.

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As for the money to buy a house, Zhang Beichuan really can't afford it. The profit of Qingtian Studio is also quite good. The sword has made a lot of money, and some part-time jobs of the original painting storyboards sold are also sold well, at least, in In Musashino, Tokyo, Zhang Beichuan is also a successful person.

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"That's it." This time, Chuan Zeyu knew Zhang Beichuan's determination~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Therefore, he did not persuade him more, and persuaded him a lot last time. He bowed slightly, and then said goodbye. left.

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"Finally dismissed." Zhang Beichuan returned to the office and found that the noodles in the cup noodles had been soaked.

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Let's eat soon! He grumbled.

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In the next two days, Zhang Beichuan took a loan in addition to his work.

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He took a loan for the purchase of the house. Although he could not use it, Zhang Beichuan also took out some loans for the normal funds of the studio.

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Zhang Beichuan's goal is still firm. Most of the money he makes is invested in the development of the studio. After all, the better the studio develops, the more it can earn.

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He is already thinking about when to double-open the animation, or just find a time to move the studio. After all, the location here is not good. People in the studio have to take a long tram to get here, which is very laborious. Wait until the attack. After the end of the giant project, Zhang Beichuan plans to rent a better office building in the center of Musashino and move there.

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Then, if possible, develop a second studio, with a goal of five years.

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Zhang Beichuan has thought about it a lot, he is not in a hurry, anyway, these things are not in a hurry.

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One night, more than four million yuan was paid, and the key was in hand.

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In this way, Zhang Beichuan finally got a house of his own in Musashino City.