Reborn Cultural Empire

Text] 325. The Daily Life of a Cheater——

325. The Daily Life of a Cheater

"Let's go, let's go to the animation department to have a look." Yang Yi chuckled and stuffed Rogo's complaints that he was about to spit out into his stomach.

The fat man sneered unwillingly: "Return to the animation department? Are you embarrassed? If you don't take out the profits of these two months, you can really put up the airs of the animation department. Now, let's take the benefits of those old men who went to Meiying Let's talk about it later."

The movie line that is familiar to the people in later generations-what is the most expensive thing in the 21st century?The talented Rogo obviously hadn't heard of it yet, but that didn't hinder his astute vision.As for those living fossil giant pandas in Shanghai Meiying, Mr. Fat just intuitively thinks that they are very important, but he can't tell why they are so important.

But with the support of this intuition, he still agreed to Yang Yi's plan, the title of consultant in name, generous benefits paid on time every month, and a private plot specially planned by Xizhi. Take the cultivation and vacation of the old people.Under this kind of "national scholar" treatment, those treasures that can be called the living dictionary of China's animation industry also showed the energy to overcome technical difficulties when they were young, and burst out amazing entrepreneurial enthusiasm in the animation adaptation of "Yun Huang".

It may not be because of those treatment, these people retain the simplicity of the older generation, it goes without saying that Qiong Yao repays it with peaches, but more consideration is to contribute to the development of the domestic animation industry and contribute their last of waste heat.

So under such circumstances, the so-called animation department does not need to have a sound structure like an animation company in the usual sense.Yang Yi himself is the main creator of the script, plus a script designer who was born in the animation class of Meiying, this is the core skeleton.For the rest of the work, those with high technical content will naturally be done by the old men. As for the last part of the chores, it is completely capable of finding two painters temporarily.

During this period of time, Yang Yi devoted himself to the adaptation of the novel, so the progress of the animation was really neglected.

Although Luo Ge had a thousand words, but he was anxious to chase after Yang Yiwen, and that kid moved out of Jiang Jianmo's mountain—Roge, you are still a serious junior in Uncle Jiang's family, so you are so unaware, if he Knowing that I will never let you go

Or "it's useless to tell me what you have to say now", etc. In short, Fat always has no choice but to blame himself for being careless in making friends.

But this time before going to the animation department to inspect, Yu Pu called Yang Yi.

"The old lady is back, and it's your teacher's 72nd birthday, why don't you go to mn to say hello to the old man?" The words were a little unclear, and Yang Yi was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized.This old lady is Ji Tangdan's wife, and as a specially-appointed visiting professor of the Department of Architecture of Huaqing University, even if she leads a doctoral student, she will be accused by the insiders of being overqualified, but there are still some places that need Yang Yi's "" "Master" went out.

For the maintenance and repair of the Forbidden City, even the professors of the Department of Architecture of Huaqing University dare not take the next job lightly.It is for this reason that the old lady has to travel between the imperial capital and Yuezhou at the age of 70. If it weren't for Ji Tangdan's 72nd birthday, she might not have the time.

"Ah? Okay, I see, thank you, Principal Yu, I'll go right away." After hanging up the phone, Yang Yi spread his hands and shrugged under Rogo's resentful eyes.

"I'm going to be busy again, Brother Luo, take care of me these days. I'll come up with a promotional case for the animation, and you can discuss it with the people in the marketing department."

Mr. Fat looked at Yang Yi seriously: "Do we have a marketing department?"

Yang Yi is not a genius in business, seriously, he is not even a talent. He is now relying on the ideas of later generations, whether it is marketing ideas, or promotion and publicity planning, it is relying on the wisdom crystallization of countless workplace elites in later generations. Only then did a lot of insiders bluff.From Luo Ge to Wu Shi and other middle-level go-getters, down to ordinary editors and even small salespersons in the group, they all sang about the genius of the big boss.

But after setting aside these ideas, in other respects, Yang Yi is downright blind.Not to mention that the structure of the entire group is unclear, even Rogo, a veteran in shopping malls, was confused by the arrangement of the reborn man.

The marketing department that Yang Yi mentioned is the marketing department.Of course, he is now also in charge of the marketing promotion of Yangyi Cultural Animation Department mn.

"The establishment without you, didn't I say that you can handle it yourself?" Yang Yi's eyes widened, with a heartbroken look: "Brother Luo, I didn't mean you, sometimes you are too paddling like Do you still need me to remind you of these problems? Seeing that the animation is about to be released on the market... Hey, quality, the professional quality of a businessman"

Luo Ge stared at Yang Yi for a long time, as if he was meeting him for the first time, but unfortunately his righteous and accusing eyes had no effect on Yang Yi.Mr. Luo, who had recognized the reality, could only silently push mn in an extremely rare way in the end, and made a very respectful gesture of seeing off Yang Yi.

Its attitude and service level are no less than those of the waiters in Michelin three-star restaurants.

……

On the antique street in Xiuhu Park, Yang Yi was also a little unsure whether the gift in his hand was suitable.If it was the first time for a junior to visit MN, it would be appropriate to bring some gifts, but in terms of the teacher-student relationship, it was his teacher-wife Zhai Yunfang who should give him a gift.

Hey, it's no wonder that many people are polite. Thinking about Ji Tangdan's old-fashioned temper, if he went late, he might be recorded in the notebook again, so Yang Yi packed his things and rushed to Yigao.

Opened MN, with the same poker face of the old man for thousands of years, Yang Yixin naturally wanted to slander him fiercely, his wife is back, is he still so stingy to make people laugh?If I can reach the height of Ji Tangdan in the future... Well, it seems that as long as there are no major accidents, I can definitely reach it. There are old man's teachings outside, and many award-winning novels accumulated in previous lives. Well, at that time , I will never be like this awkward old guy, who greets people every day with "Hey, look, I will give you a smile".

I was thinking about my future from Ji Tangdan, but suddenly bumped into the old man's back. When I recovered and looked up, I realized that he was twisting his neck and smirking to the extreme: "What are you doing, you are absent-minded when you walk .”

Swallowing his saliva, Yang Yi didn't dare to defend himself, so he said in a roundabout way: "Hey, teacher, that, that..."

"Then what?" Of course Ji Tangdan knew what Yang Yi was asking, so he snorted, "It's not that Xi Zhi of yours, who wants to protect x-ng development, the old woman can't sit still when she hears it, it's over."

This hatred caused Yang Yi to blink his eyes. With his quick wit and knowledge, he could only pray that Ji Tangdan's resentment would not be too great at the moment.But I was also wondering in my heart, why did the old lady know what happened to Xizhi just after she got home, without taking a breath?

"It's also a rotten top that can't stop. When I heard the news about the building protection, I didn't even care about the food." The old man was still resentful, and even looked at Yang Yi with hatred.

Yang Yi, on the other hand, seemed to have caught a small point. Now that he wants to pick himself out, he can't care about Ji Tangdan's face: "Well, teacher, who told you about the news from Xizhi? Did you leak it out? You know that my wife can't sit still when she hears the wind, isn't this a deliberate trick?"

The old man's eyes immediately bulged, which was clearly a sign of anger, but he still didn't let out his sullen breath. After holding it in for a long time, he snorted: "Okay, what do you care about so much? Today the old lady didn't When you come back, you can write your novel here, and we can talk about it in other nights."

Anyway, as long as Ji Tangdan doesn't take his anger out on him, it doesn't matter where Yang Yi writes wherever he wants, so he honestly went into the study.

"Bring it." Everything is good here in Ji Tangdan, needless to say pen and ink, even tea is the tongue of those old trees under Xunqiu Peak.The only downside is that every time a page of manuscript is written, Ji Tangdan can't wait to grab it and review it carefully.It doesn't look like a teacher, but it's more like an idiot in the mountains of books and literature.

Yang Yi knew that this was a truly exquisite article, with the power to shake people's hearts contained in it.Although he can't write such words now, he may not have the ability in the future.

"Changing this paragraph, a gentleman starts with love and ends with courtesy. This is the principle commonly followed by scholars at that time. How could he completely forget it because his life was threatened? It's not right, it's not right at all, the traces of chiseling too heavy"

The reborn man endured so much hard work, lowered his head and smoothed the black line on his forehead, and then grinned helplessly: "Teacher, don't worry, there are still people in Lu-n who have forgotten the principles of life." There are also, but there are also a lot of people who abide by the stereotypes because of their habitual habits, you should at least read this chapter before making a conclusion, okay?"

Ji Tangdan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally held back.

But after a while, the old man photographed the manuscript in front of Yang Yi again: "Look at you here, it looks like a brilliant literary talent, but in fact it is empty. You said you have read those articles by everyone, how did you read them?" listen"

Yang Yi felt that he was wrong, he was deeply wrong, he should not have told Ji Tangdan the news about the renovation of the ancient building in Xizhi in the first place, if he hadn’t told the old man the news, the old man would have no chance to speak out For my wife...

But no matter what, Yang Yi still got something.It's not that he felt that he was instructed by Ji Tangdan, but that he realized the Zen mechanism - today's fruit must have yesterday's cause.

Well, to put it bluntly, Feng Shui takes turns, and it will come to my house this year.

In the following time, Ji Tangdan didn't say anything, but as far as Yang Yi himself was concerned, since he had the idea of ​​sending the book to Paris to participate in the selection, of course he had to strive for perfection.Even if the old man didn't have many demands, Yang Yi himself would not just give up.

Lines of writing are either fluent or not fluent from Yang's strokes.Sometimes there is no trace of alteration, but more often, it is after repeated thinking, scrutinizing the most subtle places, and pondering over and over again, as if under the same sky, the person who is proficient in words The young man who carves is the same as deciding whether to "knock" Yuexia mn or "push" Yuexia mn.

Words are not the focus of Yang Yi's attention, but he has already paid attention to this level, so he has to spend two points more energy and effort on the characters and plots that are more important to a novel.

Yang Yi is immersed in writing?During the adaptation, Ji Tangdan spent a lot of energy on criticizing.But after all, Yang Yi's rhythm is the main one. While waiting for the next article, the old man suddenly raised his head, only to find that the hour hand had already pointed to 1 o'clock.

Originally, he was full of confidence, but today he wanted to eat his long-lost wife's handicrafts, so Ji Tangdan gave the housekeeper a holiday early in the morning.In the end, he didn't expect that the development of the plot was out of his control at all, and he ran to another direction in a strange way, so he could only linger into the kitchen resentfully.

Get on the water, start the fire, and the following article is the only life skill that can fill your stomach in Ji Tangdan's 70-plus years of life.Smelling the same very strange smell, the old man became more depressed.

But no matter what, people have to eat. After serving himself another bowl, he stared at the dry and tasteless noodle soup for a long time, and then filled the second bowl.

"Eat, write after eating" Ji Tangdan greeted, stood at the entrance of the study with his hands behind his back, and greeted again, but after three or four consecutive calls, the child still didn't respond at all.The old man just stood at the entrance of the mn with some annoyance. After a long time, the people in the room were still immersed in his own world, oblivious to the situation around them.

After Ji Tangdan was annoyed, seeing Yang Yi so devoted, he felt a little relieved again.Some shook their heads angrily, and went back to the dining room by themselves.

..., Yang Yi handed in the manuscript that had been altered for most of the page, and continued without raising his head.

At four o'clock, the old wall clock in the living room rang again. This time, someone who had been holding back the waste for a long time rushed into the bathroom like an animal eager to eat after waking up from hibernation.If it was normal, Ji Tangdan would be reprimanded again, but seeing Yang's self-forgetfulness for a long time, Ji Tangdan's words came to his lips, and he finally swallowed them back.

At five o'clock, Yang Yi stopped writing, drank a cup of cold tea in one go, and then continued to work at his desk.

six o'clock...

seven o'clock...

Yang Yi is used to this state, and he is also like this at home, but when Yang Min can't see it, he will force him out of his room.At that time, no matter what reason Yang Yi had, he couldn’t continue writing. In the eyes of a mother, no matter how much she wrote, it was nothing more than money. Could it be exchanged for the health of her children?

So this afternoon, he had a great time writing. No one talked about protecting his eyesight, and no one talked about exercising after lying in front of the desk for so long.

It's not that Ji Tangdan doesn't care about the students' health, but the old man came here in the same way. He himself is an unconscious person who still needs others to supervise, so it's not surprising that he has this attitude.