Best wishes for animation production

He vented all the resentment in his heart in one breath.

Zhu Chi finally calmed down a little and stopped smearing honey on his lips. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Sanada standing at the door of the office, in a dilemma.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Chi took a deep breath, turned his head and returned to his normal appearance.

It’s not that he has any objections to the company Gu Xue works for. In fact, he maintains respect for all animation companies in the industry, because he is also an industry insider and knows the hardships involved. But for this "Invasion", he devoted his whole life It’s been a lot of hard work, and now that I told him that it would be included in the collection, he was really annoyed.

Sanada, one of the painting supervisors of the eleventh episode, heard Zhu Chi's words, hesitated for a moment, and walked in slowly with an awkward smile on his face.

He suddenly regretted running over in such a hurry.

Isn’t it the same thing to wait for someone else to bring it over?

Just run over here by yourself.

I also happened to hear Zhu Chi eating Xiang one bite at a time, making himself feel like a Xiang ambassador...

Of course, Zhu Chi didn't know what the other party was thinking. He glanced at the few cards of original paintings held in Sanada's arms, stretched out his hand, and asked, "Want to check? The original paintings sent by the other company?"

"Chief Producer, it's the card sent by the other party..." Sanada smiled sarcastically, but did not hand over the original painting.

"So? What are you doing standing around? Bring it here."

Sanada still didn't hand it over, but continued to whisper: "The mechanical monitor has checked these cards... and said they are very good..."

"So what do you want to say!" Zhu Chi looked impatient as he saw him murmuring.

What's wrong with the mechanical supervisor? I'm still a mechanical designer. If I didn't really have time, this animation would need a mechanical supervisor. I could handle it by myself. Believe it or not!

You asked me to do mechanical supervision...

etc.

Zhu Chi noticed something was wrong, frowned and said: "Have the second half of the shots of the other party finally started to be sent over?"

"Yes." Sanada nodded, a little embarrassed.

The assistant chief painting supervisor sitting next to Zhu Chi suddenly burst out laughing.

Zhu Chi glared at him, his face a little feverish, but it was not because of the sudden delivery of the original painting, but because he had just wiped honey on his lips, but someone under him happened to hear it, and the other party came to deliver the original painting. There is a kind of honey embarrassment.

As for a slap in the face or something.

nonexistent!

Delivery starts now!

How many cards can be sent?

Even if all the original paintings are delivered before the broadcast date, won’t the other processes take time?

It's so simple to want me to eat Xiang! There are no doors!

After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Zhu Chi felt that Sanada must have heard what he said, and now that the original painting was sent to him, he felt that it slapped him in the face, which was just a little embarrassing. He coughed lightly and explained: "I was a little annoyed just now and spoke a little too much. Okay, it doesn't matter if you heard it. Don't take it to heart, and don't feel like you've slapped me in the face. I'm not that weak. It has nothing to do with you. It's just that the other person is too abrasive... Okay, bring over the original painting. , let me check it over, I want to see what the other party spent so long on drawing."

"No, Chief Producer, the other person..." Sanada looked sad and wanted to say something else.

But Zhu Chi was really impatient, interrupted him, and said irritably: "What are you doing! Mother-in-law, do you think we have a lot of time? Even if we write the overall chapter, we can only buy a week. I quickly finished the inspection and repaired it when it was necessary, and returned it when it was necessary. Now it has been delayed for a week, and I can no longer show the ugly picture to the audience!"

After saying that, he snatched the original painting that Sanada was holding in his arms.

Um……?

As soon as he grabbed the original painting, Zhu Chi was slightly surprised.

He almost missed it.

The original painting is a bit too much and a bit heavy.

"How many cards are here?" Zhu Chi put the original painting in his hand on the workbench and asked.

"Four cards." Sanada replied.

"There are so many cards in just four cards...have you already been hit?" Zhu Chi sighed, "It seems that the other party is aware of themselves and knows that the time has been delayed, but what's the use? Do they think it is the work of their own company? 1 I didn’t send it here and you are still trying to be clever, but if it doesn’t work, I will still withdraw!”

"Chief Producer, the other person is actually very good at drawing."

Sanada smiled awkwardly, hesitated for a moment, and continued, "Not only is the mechanical supervisor, I also looked at it and thought it was very good. Of course, this is not to affect your judgment. I just want to say..."

"Oh, not bad?"

Sanada wanted to say something else, but Zhuchi was intrigued by his words and had already turned away.

Sanada: "..."

mmp.

Zhuchi didn't care what expression Sanada showed at the moment. After turning his head, he unfolded the rhythm sheet of one of the original paintings and took out the original painting sandwiched in it.

The first thing that catches the eye is the huge robot that almost occupies the entire original drawing paper.

The light wings behind the robot spread out, floating in mid-air, and raised their fists as big as sandbags to hit the camera.

As a mechanical designer, Zhu Chi's eyes immediately lit up when he saw the first original painting at the top.

The robot driven by the protagonist is well expressed in the opponent's writing, whether it is its appearance, mechanical feel, or aura.

Moreover, as the chief animation supervisor, Zhu Chi has inspected the animation of almost the entire animation. This is the first time he has seen a robot that is so close to his own design draft.

In other original paintings, it would be impossible to draw a giant robot like this without cutting corners or, to put it more nicely, making trade-offs.

Very powerful.

Even if he was a little dissatisfied with the opponent's grinding speed, he had to admit it.

"The painting is indeed good, but this shot..." Zhu Chi has been checking the original paintings sent by Gu Xue's company during this period. The storyboards are almost ruined. Of course he knows which shot 271 is filled in on the call sheet. .

"After spending so long on a dry shot of dodging missiles, I don't know whether to praise the opponent for his perseverance or to scold the opponent for being stupid."

Zhu Chi sighed and smacked his mouth, which was a little dry from the squirting just now. He picked up the coffee next to the table with his left hand and prepared to moisten his throat.

At the same time, the thumb and index finger of the right hand lifted up the lower half of the entire card of original drawing paper, ready to flip it and look at the entire lens first.

In general animation production, when the original painting is handed over, except for some particularly important shots, there is no time to take the original painting to the line camera for confirmation. You can only turn it by hand to confirm the flow of the action and whether the connection is smooth.

And Zhu Chi didn't feel that he needed to take the other party's shot to a line camera.

After taking a sip of coffee and putting down the cup, Zhu Chi began to loosen his thumb on his right hand, a brushing sound was heard, and the original paintings began to be turned over.

The assistant chief animation supervisor sitting next to him was also a little curious about the shot that the other party spent so much time painting, and leaned his head towards it.

But before he could see clearly what was painted on the original drawing paper.

He noticed that Zhu Chi's breathing became rapid, his eyes widened, he groaned a few times, and then turned his head sharply.

"puff!"

Sprayed coffee all over his face.