Rebirth of the Father of Anime

"Didn't you read the joke? I'm still a sophomore." He Chen complained.

Director Ma laughed and said, "I didn't believe it two years ago..."

Then he stared deeply at He Chen, and gently turned the quilt on the table with his hands: "Two years ago, you wanted to major in comics, but Yenching University didn't have one, and we didn't understand. In the end, you went to the art department, and you I don’t know how angry I am. Being an artist sounds very chic and powerful, but it doesn’t help the current country—forgive me, I personally don’t like art. People who come from any era will feel that A real man is one who can contribute to the country when he is full of food. Afterwards, during the military training, I called your father several times, hoping that your father could persuade you to change departments. But your father refused. Yes, he said to let you do what you want to do."

Director Ma sighed quietly, shook his head and said: "I gave you two years at the time, hoping that you would have studied art and would be disappointed after seeing art. This can be regarded as a growth. However, no one thought that only two years Over the past year, you really did it. You also convinced me with the facts that the value you bring to the country is beyond the reach of other majors. Now that I think about it, I’m really glad you were stubborn enough and stubborn enough not to listen to me. if."

"I'm so embarrassed that you said this." He Chen said modestly.

Director Ma picked up the teacup, moistened his throat, and said, "I didn't change you, but you changed us. This year, Yenching University separated a comics major from the art department, and the number of applicants for this art department is actually the same as that of other major universities. The popular majors are comparable. Now, I invite you again. Please transfer to the major of manga, but as a teacher."

"I'm still a student about to be in my third year. A student becomes a teacher..."

Director Ma didn't care much about this: "In this field, Yenching University can't teach you anything. Besides, didn't you just want to make comics flourish in the first place? You teach, Yenching University's comics major, these two names A head is enough to make countless people flock to it."

To be honest, He Chen is very excited, no matter how much money is transferred, how many comics and animations are produced. No matter how many industries have been driven, it is far less effective than setting up such a major, which can prove people's recognition.

Comics belong to creating stories. It is impossible for a major to create a great god, but it can give people who are interested in this aspect a systematic and mature exercise.

But He Chen also has difficulties. One is that he is getting busy now, and he doesn't even have exams in school. He basically didn’t go there very much. With his current achievements, no one can say anything about him; another thing, he taught his assistants manga to let them comprehend it by themselves—thanks to the fact that the assistants he hired were all talented, but If it is a regular class, he can't let the students copy it in class, right? In this case. Is it different with him or without him?

Director Ma saw He Chen's embarrassment,

He opened the mouth and said: "I hope you will be an honorary professor this time, and it is enough to give a few lectures every semester. After all, I also know that you are very busy now, and it is impossible to come every day. Also, I want to help formulate the teaching content of the comics major— —The head of the department of comics is Wu Ze, your former head teacher. He taught you before. I have seen your paintings and know a little about comics. The two of you are also acquaintances, so it is convenient to communicate."

"...Okay!" He Chen was silent for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly agreed, but he put forward a condition: "I guess I only have one chance a month. If I can't come, can my assistant take me?" Classes? They are all very good."

"No problem." Director Ma readily agreed. What the comics department needs most is He Chen's name. As long as He Chen is willing to be named, the matter has been negotiated.

"Anime animation, animation and manga have never been separated. Do you want to separate your film and television majors and broadcasting majors into a major?" He Chen made a further request.

These two majors are much better than the comics major with no foundation. The post-production special effects, editing and 3D modeling required by animation belong to the content they are studying. The same is true for the broadcasting major, but animation needs to be more detailed and professional.

"We can sign an employment contract with you. As long as you graduate from Yenching University normally, have no bad problems, and want to enter Tianman, we will give priority to admission."

This is a strategic cooperative relationship between enterprises and universities. Enterprises can solve the problem of talents, while universities can solve the problem of employment of students. This is a win-win plan.

At the same time, this is also a common mutually beneficial relationship between universities and enterprises. He Chen himself was born in Yenching University, and there are many Yenching University graduates in Tianmanli, so the relationship between the two is extremely close. It was a matter of course for He Chen to make this suggestion.

"Separating it again, teachers, classrooms, teaching schedules, etc. are very inconvenient. Isn't the content you need both of these majors have course schedules? There should be no need to set up additional ones like the comics department, right?"

He Chen seriously considered the words of Director Dismissal, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, but I hope you will set up elective courses for these two majors, so that those who want to engage in animation-related work can study further, because animation requires special courses in certain places. Higher. And I will also send people from Tianman to assist in teaching in turn."

"no problem!"

Director Ma finalized the cooperation relationship with He Chen, and finally talked with He Chen for a long time about the details. After having dinner at He Chen's house in the evening, she just smiled and said nothing to the two big singers, Yi Jingxi and Hu Tao, who came to have dinner.

Finally, when Director Ma left, he said to He Chen: "Xiaohe, I hope you don't forget the dream you told me at the beginning, don't let down your father's silent support for you, and create more "Doraemon"-like , "Dragon Ball" and other works that promote Chinese culture."

"Try your best!" He Chen smiled.

Watching Director Ma leave, He Chen returned to the room. Yi Jingxi pushed Hu Tao aside impatiently, and asked He Chen curiously, "What does the Director of Admissions Office of Yenching University want from you?"

This collaboration is no secret either. Even if you don't say it, Tianman's current situation is in the eyes of outsiders. It is no different from cooperating with Yenching University.

Therefore, He Chen made this one thing that others should be very proud of. And the matter of the big book, I briefly mentioned it to Yi Jing.

"To sum it up, it's that you're working together." Hu Tao was upset that He Chen had seduced Yi Jingxi's gaze away, and gave him a very vicious evaluation.

"Isn't it much better now? Didn't you always worry about the lack of talents before? Now you have one of the top universities in China, which will serve as a talent reserve base for you." Yi Jingxi seemed very happy.

"Tsk, I hope that there will be fewer talents for the comics. Our animation department and game department really have no spare capacity to continue production. Animation production and broadcasting majors, here at least have to wait for next year-this year's freshmen The graduates in April have already packed everything we can..." He Chen shrugged. He picked up Luna who was nestled on Yi Jingxi's slippers from the ground, squeezed its face together, and played with it.

Yi Jingpei felt sorry for Luna, and snatched it from He Chen. Hu Tao took the opportunity to cling to Yi Jingpei's body, and Yi Jingpei said to He Chen, "Dubbing, why don't you cooperate with our school? This one. Tianhai Conservatory of Music is much better than Yenching University."

"Huh! Why didn't I think of that? Since you brought it up, I will leave it to you to negotiate with Tianhai Conservatory of Music. After all, it is your alma mater, and there are many acquaintances there." He Chen didn't give Yi Jing any notice. If there is any room for manoeuvre, please immediately order.

"By the way, it's normal cooperation with them. We don't assist in teaching. After all, we have no idlers here. We fly to Tianhai every month, and take a stroll once a semester." He Chen followed.

Yi Jingxi looked at He Chen suspiciously: "...Why do I always feel like you're just waiting for me to say that, and want to send me out so much? What exactly are your plans? What do you want to do?"

He Chen asked Mamiko to cut a watermelon to cool off, and said calmly while eating: "Illusion. Everything is an illusion!"

Ling Yan is watching TV, it seems to be some kind of awards ceremony. He Chen was very curious, how could someone like Ling Yan be interested in this kind of thing? So I asked.

"What are you looking at?"

"China Golden Melody Awards Ceremony."

"Is it interesting?"

"very special……"

This conversation gave He Chen a very strong sense of sight, and suddenly he heard the passionate voice of the host from the screen.

"The winner of the Best Single Producer Award is... "Oriental Yellow Liang Meng" He Chen! Let us congratulate this talented young genius!"

He Chen took a bite of the watermelon, and saw that on the podium was a very familiar woman with a gloomy face, as if she was in menopause and had irregular menstruation——Liu Ying!

"...Eh? Damn! I just said why it sounds so familiar..." Then He Chen glared at Yi Jingxi and Hu Tao, "Shouldn't you two be going to receive the award? Why are you still at home now!"

Hu Tao cast a disdainful glance at He Chen, then put her arms around Yi Jingxi and said, "I'll go wherever your sister is going."

Yi Jingxi caressed Luna, and Luna squinted her eyes, enjoying it very much.

"If you don't go, what's the point of me going there alone?" Yi Jingxi glanced at Ling Yan and said to herself.

"Best Album Producer... "Oriental Fantasy Township" Liu Ying!" Liu Ying's face darkened.

"Best arranger... "Dream of Oriental Yellow Beam", "bad-apple" He Chen!" Liu Ying's face darkened.

"Best lyricist... "Dream of Oriental Yellow Beam", "bad-apple" He Chen!" Liu Ying's face darkened.

"Best Composer... "Dream of Oriental Yellow Beams", "bad-apple" He Chen!" Liu Ying's face darkened.

"Best music video... "bad-apple" He Chen!" Liu Ying's face darkened.

"Best song of the year..."Dream of Yellow Liangliang in the East"!" Liu Ying's face darkened.

"Best Newcomer Award... "Like a Dream" Walnut!" Liu Ying's face darkened.

"Best Female Singer... "bad-apple" Yi Jingxi! Here I want to mention, if the singer of "Oriental Yellow Liangmeng" is willing to show up, this award must be yours!" Liu Ying continued to darken her face.

"The best album..."Oriental Fantasy Township"!" In the end, Liu Ying still had a dark face.

Apart from groups and male singers (He Chen didn't sing any songs this year), Tianman's voice actors swept the Golden Melody Awards.

The applause from the audience was sparse, and everyone was numb. The host looked embarrassed, and the sweat on the top of his head could be seen through the TV.

Last year, they denied Tianman.

This year, the magic of "Oriental Fantasy Township" made them unable to deny it anymore.

And as the highest award in the music industry, the most important objects He Chen, Yi Jingxi, and Hu Tao didn't even come...

"Tch! Who told them to exclude us last year?" After reading it, Yi Jingxi said coldly.

"Very interesting!" Ling Yan drank tea calmly.

"My dear, I support you!" Hu Tao said nonsense.

"Mr. Chen, that's amazing!" Mamiko looked at He Chen's pure eyes, the stars of admiration shone!

He Chen felt that it was necessary for him to go out for refuge: "Sister Liu won't kill us, will she?"

PS: Hahaha! I counted carefully this time, and the number of words is exactly 3482, and I need to add money if I miss 18 words.

But I am a person with a fresh and red conscience, so I don't think it's eight words.