The Strongest Animator [Rebirth]

As soon as Mu Suxing's voice fell, the people on the other end were also taken aback.

Animation planning?invite them?

Tan Qingyi raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and glanced calmly at Li Lianggong on the opposite side. The latter also had a blank expression at the moment, apparently also unaware of the sudden invitation from Mu Su Xing.

As the judge of Mu Su Xing in "The Gift of the Magi", Tan Qingyi knows that Mu Su Xing is by no means the kind of person who is ambitious and likes to talk big. Since he proposed this invitation at this moment, it is obvious that he has enough knowledge of his works. Confidence.Based on Tan Qingyi's understanding of him, the work he will talk about next should not be too bad.

but--

Tan Qingyi raised her eyes, looked around her again, and shook her head gently in her heart.

Old guys like them, long past the age of adventure, not really shocking, good enough to make them fall in love, and the script that makes them happy is not enough to impress them at all.

In the past 30 or [-] years, let's not talk about others, just talk about herself.As a judge of countless animation art festivals alone, she has reviewed thousands of art animation short films, if not tens of thousands, what kind of styles and plots has she not seen?Among them, there are quite a few masters who have honed their swords for ten years. Under the influence of such excellent works, the aesthetics of animation can not be raised any higher.

Ordinary excellent works can't even catch their eyes, let alone end in person.

She thought so, but she didn't mean to reject the Shepherd Star on the spot.

Young people are more or less youthful, not to mention that Mu Suxing has just finished a perfect trial lecture, and it is the time when he is full of energy, so it is inevitable to make such impulsive actions. It is not necessary to pour cold water at this time.

"Did you bring the script?" Tan Qingyi asked with a gentle tone: "Did you encounter any difficulties in the middle? Why don't you tell me, we can also give you some suggestions."

Mu Suxing took out the script that had been prepared in advance from the file bag, handed it to Tan Qingyi, and said in a sincere tone: "If I want to talk about this work, I really encountered a lot of difficulties."

"Oh?"

When he said this, Tan Qingyi was surprised.Frankly speaking, so far, she has never seen Shepherd Xing being troubled by something, and it is the first time that she is so bluntly difficult as she is now.

Mu Suxing considered it in his heart, and then said: "That's right, the theme of this script is quite special. After all, I am still too young, and many feelings may not be accurately expressed in the form of animation. I am alone If it comes, it will inevitably be too late, but it seems that the young man is trying to express his sorrow."

This means that the theme of the script is relatively deep.

Tan Qingyi didn't take these words too seriously.

She considers herself to be someone who has experienced it, and there have been times when young people thought they were geniuses. Whether it was out of admiration for the Shepherd Star or protection, she was unwilling to embarrass him on the spot, so she smiled and said: "It's just that I am in this period of time." There's no job, if you don't mind, I'll help you take a look."

With Tan Qingyi's beginning, several other people also expressed that they would definitely help him as a staff.

No one mentioned Mu Suxing's invitation just now, and Mu Suxing certainly didn't mean to ask now without understanding, he just pretended that he didn't understand the silent refusal, and immediately smiled and said: "Then trouble the teachers."

……

As the lunch ended, everyone chatted a few words for the last time, and then dispersed.Here, Xin Zongyi returned home and threw the script on the coffee table in the living room.

"Didn't you say to listen to Lao Li's student's trial lecture today?" Mrs. Xin greeted her with a smile: "How did it turn out?"

Xin Zongyi nodded dispensably: "It's not bad, you can be regarded as the best among young people." He said, inadvertently recalling the scene of the young man standing in the lecture hall, confronting everyone without giving in , unconsciously frowned: "I still have some skills, but I'm a bit too arrogant."

He told his wife what happened in the lecture hall, and at the end he mentioned the invitation to the dinner later, and he didn't take it seriously: "If it wasn't for Lao Li's face, I would have rejected him on the spot with my temper." Just remember it for me, and I will push it with Lao Li in two days, I think this is entirely his student's own idea, and he won't say anything."

Mrs. Xin is not as extreme as him, maybe because of her age, she admires such young people, and said: "Since you are said to be the best among young people, why don't you help Lao Li by the way?" The students look at the script and give me some pointers?" She joked, "Maybe you are moved after reading the script?"

Xin Zongyi didn't think he would be so easily moved, but since he said before that he would help others to see it, he naturally wouldn't go back on his word. He has nothing to do with him now, so he simply went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea, and sat on the edge of the sofa to relax Turn over the script.

When you open the script, the first thing that catches your eye is the name and author of the script.

"Adapted from Hemingway's novella, "The Old Man and the Sea"?" Xin Zongyi said to himself: "Strange name... Forget it, let's continue reading."

The plot of the script is very simple: an elderly fisherman has not caught fish for more than 80 days, the young fisherman jokes about the fact that the old man cannot catch fish, and the other part of the elderly fisherman sympathizes with him, In this context, in order to survive, the old fisherman went to sea again.

The plot is simple, but the whole script is extremely cumbersome. From the chat between the old man and the child, to the mentality of the old man on the boat fishing alone, it looks like an old lady's foot wrap, smelly and long, especially for Xin Zongyi. People who prefer a slow pace are a little impatient.

What the hell is going on with the writer of this story?Don't you pay attention to a little bit of detail?

Not only is the description cumbersome, but the plot of the whole story is surprisingly simple. At present, it only tells the story of an old fisherman fishing. What deep meaning can be found in such a plot?

He was disdainful in his heart, and his face became more and more impatient. Taking advantage of the effort to drink from the teacup, he stopped and pressed his forehead, and then he suppressed his boredom and continued to look down.

The following plot also continued the boringness of the previous period.

After a long wait, the old man finally got the fish to take the bait, but no matter how hard the old man tried, he couldn't pull the fish up, instead he was pulled away by the fish together with the boat.

In this way, he was pulled by the invisible big fish for more than ten hours. From day to night and then day, his hands were as stiff as a dead body due to cramps.The big fish dragged his boat on the sea for three full days before he was exhausted, and the old man finally killed the big fish and tied him to the other side of the boat.

Well, the old man finally caught the fish.Xin Zongyi thought.Is it time for this boring story to end?

However, it does not.

On the way back, the ill-fated old man encountered bad news again—his boat was attacked by a shark, and the big fish tied to the bow was also bitten by the shark to lose dozens of pounds of flesh.The old man is about to face a strong and ferocious shark, but he doesn't even have a decent weapon in his hand.

Even Xin Zongyi, who didn't like this story, couldn't help but feel a little unbearable at the moment.

The fate of this old man was too tragic.

but--

"Man is not made for failure," he said. "A man can be destroyed, but not defeated."

Xin Zongyi was stunned.

Mrs. Xin walked over. She originally planned to add a cup of tea to her husband, but when her eyes glanced at him inadvertently, she unexpectedly found that those pair of hands were pressing on her forehead because of the owner's impatience a few minutes ago. His hands were trembling uncontrollably at this moment.

Looking at Xin Zongyi again, the latter had changed from his lackluster interest at the beginning, and was staring at the script in his hand intently, as if he didn't see that there was another person beside him.

In fact, at this moment, Xin Zongyi really couldn't care less about those things.

His mind has been completely attracted by the script in front of him!

Of course, the old man did not give up the big fish he finally caught.

He stood up again.

Without a weapon, he tied a knife to the handle of an oar, and with this unseemly weapon he fought the oncoming sharks, his hands were bleeding from the cuts, and the pain was already useless , but still had to stick the knife into the shark's eye.

Xin Zongyi's mood suddenly became heavy.

He suddenly understood why the script was so cumbersome.

For someone who lives happily ever after without suffering any decent setbacks, this script is unquestionably boring.But if you have had some difficult years when you hit a wall everywhere, then you will definitely understand that those seemingly tedious and uninteresting descriptions reflect a real and hopeless state.

It reminded him of his old self.

When looking for investment in animation, they hit the wall again and again, and the project they pitched fell into the sea.He finally got an interview opportunity, so he recited the draft he made before departure over and over again in his heart, and even practiced smiling in front of the mirror, but no matter how much effort he put in, how many days and nights he spent preparing, he was finally defeated by the sentence "I'm sorry , we have no plans to invest in animation projects.” On.

It's tough, it's cruel, but it's reality.

On the coffee table, the tea that was thrown aside by the host at some point had completely cooled down.

Xin Zongyi put down the script, but tears were streaming down his face before he knew it.

He closed his eyes and leaned quietly on the sofa like that.He thought about himself and the old man in the story. In the end, those familiar moods merged into one in his mind, and turned into colorful pictures one after another, flashing through his mind one after another like books——

As if getting an electric shock, he stood up from his seat almost immediately!

"Where's my mobile phone?" Xin Zongyi said, his voice was rarely hoarse, and he even showed a hint of undisguised panic: "You tell Lao Li, I accept this invitation—no, you tell him, as long as he can make this I'm willing to pay any price I can do!"