From White Box To Supervision

For the three Musashi who came to meet, Ayumi Shiraishi and Yosuke Anai attached great importance to them.

Although the two have produced a lot of works for others for a period of time, their reputation is still too low, and the production is only auxiliary.

Therefore, the visit of 'Musashino' is very important.

They really want to receive a work that is worth the effort, but there are too few companies that need the production method of 'Korachi', and it is even rare.

"Supervisor Beichuan, I understand your intentions, but I don't know what you need us to do?" Ayumei Shiraishi asked curiously.

"Well, it's about the character design of the witch and the background of the different space in this work. I want to make it in the style of Kelaki, so I came to you."

Zhang Beichuan briefly explained the characteristics he needed.

"Well... According to what you said, Director Beichuan, we think we can make it, but you may feel a little conceited when we say this. Well, I have some similar pictures here. You can take a look at it before making a decision. "

It was Yosuke Anai who spoke.

"Is it okay?" Zhang Beichuan was overjoyed. It would be great to be able to see their strength. After all, it's just that what he said was always unreliable, and he always had to look at the works to speak.

In the morning, when Rinko Ogasawara told himself the news, he also came to investigate the studio, but because of the lack of time, he didn't find anything at all.

"Of course, in fact, the animation company we worked with before was also suspicious of our style. After all, Kelaki needs to incorporate two-dimensional hand-painting without being obtrusive. They are also very worried. You can take a look at what we designed before. "

Ayumi Shiraishi took out a laptop and showed the three of them the clips of the previous works produced by their studio. These were carefully produced by them.

It can be seen that it is full of abstract style, but it also has its own beauty.

There are many works, each of which is very good, and some of them are also used in animation, although very few.

Zhang Beichuan fell in love with these works as soon as he saw them. He liked these works very much. Maybe most of them didn't like them, and they didn't like the abstract paintings that looked very absurd, but Zhang Beichuan felt that there was only this style of painting. Only then can the absurdity of "Madoka" be highlighted.

Some people may have a hard time imagining why a commercial animation must join this. Zhang Beichuan actually didn't dare to let go of himself. After all, it was Musashino's last fight. If it weren't for the importance of this work, he really couldn't bear it. I want the whole movie to be in this style, but it is estimated that if it comes out, it will be sprayed to death.

But as a supervisor, the painting style itself is a kind of art, and it is only used in the witch's different space and the witch, so it should be fine.

Zhang Beichuan comforted himself in his heart.

"I now know the difference between what I painted before and what they made." Ogasawara Ronko whispered.

"What is it?" Zhang Beichuan was a little curious.

"It's not innovative, and I'm a kind of hodgepodge of fusion, that is, four different things."

"I wonder how Superintendent Beichuan is?" Shiraishi Ayumi asked anxiously.

"Very excellent." Zhang Beichuan praised.

Since the two families have the intention to cooperate, then the cooperation in the future will be a matter of course.

Since they want to cooperate, the first is the price, and their charges are also at the market price, because the price was also one of the reasons why Zhang Beichuan found them, but Zhang Beichuan was a little relieved when he saw them just now.

The second is the degree of production. Zhang Beichuan outsourced the thirteen episodes, the witch's different space and the background lights of the characters to them.

Of course, these are only temporary verbal negotiations, because Zhang Beichuan still needs to discuss with Mr. Watanabe Falcon when he returns.

Back in Musashino, it was almost three o'clock. It happened that Watanabe Hayabusa was in the performance department, and there was no time to rest. Zhang Beichuan hurriedly went to tell Watanabe Hayab about this cooperation.

"It is estimated that Mr. Watanabe is going to have a headache again." Aoi Miyamori smiled.

"Watanabe-kun is obviously much more haggard than Kinoshita-kun's time." Ogasawara Rinko said with a blank expression.

"Ah, haha." Miyamori Aoi smiled dryly: "Mr. Watanabe has been asking about the secret recipe for additional issuance recently. Do you think Mr. Watanabe has trouble with hair?"

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At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Beichuan's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Mosimoxi."

"Is it Beichuan? I'm Nakao Hiroki." There was no bold voice from the phone.

"It's Senior Nakao, what's wrong?" Zhang Beichuan said with a smile, Hiroshi Nakao, the senior who met at the Bones Club last time.

"Haha, I'm here to make an appointment with you. The last time you came to our club, we met gently. Do you have time at night? Come out for a meal, I'll be the host."

"No problem, of course you can, by the way, I'm calling someone, you know it too, Shuitian Zhiyu."

"That kid Paddy, okay, come on, I'll send you the address when the time comes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just come over."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Beichuan told Shuitian Zhiyu the news.

"Senior Nakao." Hearing this, Mizuda Zhiyu's expression suddenly twitched.

"Can I not go?"

"You're still worried, it's alright, after all, it's been so long, I won't bully you." Zhang Beichuan said with a smile.

When Shuitian Zhiyu went to school, Nakao Hiroshi had already graduated, but in Zhang Beichuan's year, he often came to play with each other, so he also met Shuitian Zhiyu, Zhang Beichuan's little fanboy , to bully him for pleasure.

Therefore, the paddy field paper rain has a shadow.

"Okay then." Shuitian Zhiyu said helplessly.

After seven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Beichuan took the time to bring Paddy Zhiyu to the address where Nakao Hiroshi was.

Izakaya, today is far more provocative than ordinary people, very noisy.

"Beichuan, Zhiyu, here and here." Nakao Hiroshi wore a black jacket and had a beard. He didn't look like a man in his twenties at all, but more like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

As soon as they met, Nakao Hiroshi gave the two a hug,

Then, he grabbed Paddy Paper Rain with his arm.

"You kid Zhiyu, I probably guessed that you didn't want to come, but Zhang Beichuan was forced to come here."

"Ah, ah, Nakao-senpai, take it easy, take it easy, my neck is about to break." Mizu Tian Zhiyu choked her throat.

"Hahaha." Hearing this, Nakao Hiroki released his arm.

"Go, Beichuan, stop standing, go in."

"Row."

Walking in, before the dishes were served, Nakao Hiroki ordered a lot of wine, all of which were sake.

"Do you order so much?" Zhang Beichuan was slightly surprised.

"After all, I haven't seen you for such a long time, you have to be happy!"