From White Box To Supervision

Nakagen Taizhi was a little surprised when he heard the voice outside, looked at Takata Soyama who was unconscious on the ground, hesitated, and then opened the door.

"Hello."

Zhang Beichuan saw that it was not Ryuta Waishan who opened the door, but someone else was slightly taken aback.

"I'm a friend of Waishan, and Waishan is inside, please come in." Nakagen Taizhi invited.

Zhang Beichuan walked in from the entrance. As soon as he approached, he smelled a strong smell of wine. Sure enough, Waishan Longtai was still drinking wine, and there was an unknown man next to him.

"Huh." Zhang Beichuan exhaled lightly and said, "Mr. Wai Shan, Mr. Wai Shan!"

"Drink, then drink, I'm fine." Takashi Waishan kept saying this.

It looked like he was completely drunk and lay unconscious on the ground.

Zhang Beichuan shook his head slightly.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, Supervisor Beichuan, please come to the house and talk." Nakagen Taizhi invited.

Zhang Beichuan hesitated, then followed him to the back room.

The inside of the house is very clean and tidy, unlike the mess in the living room. The bookshelves are full of books, and even the desk is full of drawings.

"Is this Mr. Wai Shan's room?" Zhang Beichuan asked.

"No, this is my room."

Seeing Zhang Beichuan's doubts, Nakagen Taizhi explained: "I share a room with Waishan and Nomura in the living room than three people, each one has a room, because it is cheaper for three people to share it equally."

"So it is." Zhang Beichuan was suddenly stunned.

"Supervisor Beichuan, don't mind. That guy from Waishan is like that. He has a bad personality. I'll talk about him in a few days." Nakagen Taizhi poured a glass of water for Zhang Beichuan.

Zhang Beichuan said: "I'm not targeting him maliciously. It's just that Mr. Wai Shan didn't even have the most basic report. What's more, Mr. Wai Shan has undertaken very important performance work."

"This..."

"Mr. Nakane, when Mr. Toyama wakes up at night, let him go to Musashino tomorrow. I will report this matter to the president, and the president will handle the details."

"That's it." Nakagen Taizhi felt a little regretful. He knew that Waishan might be a little difficult this time.

At this time, Zhang Beichuan saw the storyboard on the table: "Is this what Mr. Nakagen drew?"

"Well, sometimes I also help some animation companies draw some of the original storyboards."

"Hey, isn't it?" Zhang Beichuan took a closer look and thought it was very interesting. He said, "Mr. Zhonggen, is it convenient for you to leave your business card?"

"Oh, of course it's fine, but I don't have a business card right now. Can I tell you my phone number?"

"Can."

After getting the call, Zhang Beichuan didn't stop, he said goodbye and left, and when he walked to the living room, he shook his head slightly when he saw Longtai Waishan.

He thought that something had happened, so he didn't come to Musashino. Now, just drinking at home and delaying the performance, really... how do you say it?

irresponsible!

Although Ryuta Toyama is not a full-time performance of Musashino, it is just a cooperative relationship, but cooperation also requires an attitude.

"Tomorrow, the storyboard for Chapter 12 has not yet started. The 3D part of Chapter 13 also needs to be discussed at a meeting. The original painting in Chapter 15 has just begun..."

Except for the incident of Waishan Longtai, which caught Zhang Beichuan by surprise, the only thing that is gratifying is that there were no major mistakes in the production, and they were all under control.

After returning to Musashino, he told the truth to the president.

In the evening, when Zhang Beichuan came home, he saw Huang Chengxi squatting and falling asleep at his door.

Zhang Beichuan shook his body, only to see him sleepily open his eyes.

"Cheng Xi, Cheng Xi, why are you sleeping here by my door?"

"It's Beichuan, you're back." Huang Chengxi stood up straight, woke up and took a nap.

"I have something to ask you, please." Huang Chengxi's expression was a little serious. Zhang Beichuan was shocked when he got closer, his dark circles were very thick.

"Go ahead and talk." Zhang Beichuan took out the key and opened the door to let him in.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhang Beichuan brought him a glass of water and asked.

"Beichuan, that..." Huang Chengxi said awkwardly.

"What happened to you."

"I know that you are now the supervisor of "Angel's Heartbeat", but I still want to ask you one thing, I want to borrow you!"

Zhang Beichuan's eyes widened: "What are you doing? I'm not a showman."

"Fuck off." Huang Chengxi scolded with a smile: "You just don't sell your body? Well, then if I don't give you the money when I run out, doesn't it mean that you don't sell your body?"

"You are playing with this joke, tsk tsk, tell me, your purpose."

"You also know that I am now in charge of the performance work. Although the supervisor did not ask me for quality, it was my first time as a performance, and I wanted to make it better. It is because of this that the workload for this episode was very heavy. It also led to the shortage of original artists. I have already borrowed good original paintings from my friends in Huaxia, but in general, it is still not enough."

"Please, please, and there are absolutely not many cards, I can guarantee it."

Simply put, make yourself responsible for drawing the original painting.

Hearing this, Zhang Beichuan thought about it carefully, this was the first time Huang Chengxi had come to ask for help, and it was difficult for him to refuse.

"Are there many cards?"

"Not much, definitely not much."

In the end, Zhang Beichuan agreed.

"All right."

"What you're waiting for is what you said. I'll split the mirror, set up, and type the script. You can start work at any time."

The corner of Zhang Beichuan's mouth twitched: "You are really well prepared."

"That is."

"By the way, why did you fall asleep at my door?"

"I haven't slept for more than two days, I'm so sleepy, and you didn't answer the phone I called you before, I can't help it, I won't come to you in person! In the end, I was waiting, waiting, and fell asleep, I I'm tired and hungry now."

"Is there anything to eat?" Huang Chengxi rummaged through the box, but how could Zhang Beichuan eat extra food at home.

At this moment, Gong Senkui opened the door. She had the key that Zhang Beichuan gave her. Of course, Zhang Beichuan also had hers.

"Kitagawa I made udon noodles..."

Before Miyamori Aoi finished speaking, he saw Huang Chengxi next to him.

"Hello."

Huang Chengxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Beichuan, and then at Zhang Beichuan who was narrating.

"Unbelievable, incredible!" He whispered softly.

"Hello, I'm Huang Chengxi, a friend of Zhang Beichuan." Huang Chengxi introduced himself.

"I'm Aoi Miyamori."

"I know you. Zhang Beichuan has mentioned you to me many times before, praising you for being beautiful and gentle."

Miyamori Aoi's face turned red: "Where is it."

After speaking, he handed the udon noodles in his hand to him: "This is the udon noodles I made. The portion is a little small. Because I didn't know you were here, I'll make some more."

After that, Miyamori Aoi hurriedly ran down.

After Miyamori Aoi left, the two stared at each other.

"When did you get divorced?"

"A few days ago!"

Huang Chengxi put down the udon noodles, looked at Zhang Beichuan next to him, and immediately grabbed his sleeve: "Wuwu, you guy, you agreed to be single until you grow old? It's better for you to betray your beliefs."

"Ahem, I didn't tell you about being single." Zhang Beichuan refused to admit it.

"You are really thick-skinned." Huang Chengxi consciously took out the udon noodles in the toilet and started to eat.

"You traitor, I'm going to eat something to make up for my wounded heart, uh... delicious, uuu, it tastes so good." Huang Chengxi's eyes lit up, the udon noodles were stuffed into his mouth, and he said vaguely on.

"This is the noodles that Miao Sen made for me, you leave some for me."

"I just tasted the 'billion' mouth."

"Tsk."

"No, I'm going to tell the worry about that kid." Huang Chengxi sent a video call to Kinoshita worry.

"What? I'm off the list? I'm going too, just wait, I'll be there right away." Kinoshita shouted worriedly, but before he could finish, he was smashed with a bang.

"Oni-chan, your manuscript isn't finished yet? You need to finish it before you can go out." The demon whispered.

On the phone is a young high school student with a ponytail. She is Kinoshita's worried younger sister, Kinoshita Jun.

"Yo, Xiaochun, long time no see." Zhang Beichuan greeted.

"Brother Beichuan, and brother Chengxi." Xiaochun greeted: "My brother still has comics, so he won't go."

"Xiaochun, Xiaochun, you can't do this, you can't, let me rest for a while, just leave." Kinoshita Worry was still there, and Zhang Beichuan and Huang Chengxi snickered.

"No, it's going to be the deadline soon. Don't you always say that you want to create works like Dragon Ball Pirate Naruto, Ernie? They are better than you, and more diligent than you?"

......

Hang up the video chat, the two are still silly.

Huang Chengxi was still eating. Zhang Beichuan took the opportunity to read the script. The script was very simple, and it was mainly a storyboard. This storyboard was drawn very carefully by Huang Chengxi. The most important thing was to integrate the entire Hokage and feelings into this episode. .

"It's fun."

"Yeah, I also added some Chinese martial arts elements."

"Wouldn't that look awkward?"

"It doesn't matter, the original painting is difficult, that's why I came to ask you."

"Can't Mr. Keno Matsumoto draw?"

Huang Chengxi was helpless: "He was in charge of the original paintings of other projects, and the time was too late."

"Oh, you can look at me." Zhang Beichuan's face darkened when he saw the number of cards he was responsible for.

All he gave Zhang Beichuan was the number of cards for action fighting, and the difficulty was also the biggest part.

"Haha, those who are capable work harder, those who are capable work harder." Huang Chengxi's voice changed from a joke at the beginning to a serious one: "I'm sorry Beichuan, but I can't help it. To be honest, you are responsible for supervising things a lot, but I'm going to be online soon, it's really too late, don't worry, I'll help you immediately after I finish this."

"Hehe, I was joking just now."

Hearing this, Zhang Beichuan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I'm all friends, shouldn't I help? This original painting can't delay my work."

"Thank you." Huang Chengxi said sincerely.

"Sleep with me at night. What time are you rushing back home? You have dark circles under your eyes. If you don't sleep, you will die of liver disease. Go back tomorrow morning. If you have the original painting, I will finish it as soon as possible."

"Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Huang Chengxi didn't refuse.

At this moment, Miyamori Kui brought dinner and re-cooked a large plate of udon noodles. Huang Chengxi ate it all by himself, and he hadn't eaten a single bite.

"He's..." Gong Senkui saw Huang Chengxi lying on the sofa, obviously having fallen asleep.

Sleep in seconds!

Suck.

Zhang Beichuan took a mouthful of udon noodles and said with a smile, "Don't worry about him, let him sleep. I'll move into the house in a while, so you can eat it quickly. It's hard for you to help us cook."

"It's nothing." Miyamori shook his head.

She saw the bag next to her and said, "What is this?"

"It's nothing, let me revise his storyboard bag." Zhang Beichuan didn't tell Gongsenkui the truth because he was afraid that Gongsenkui would worry about himself.

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