How to Develop the King of Anime

Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden straddles Shinjuku and Shibuya, with an area of ​​about [-] hectares. It is the largest park in Tokyo combining Japanese and French gardens. The courtyard managed by the internal office of the institution can be regarded as a royal garden, but in this modern society, it has become a national park.

During the cherry blossom season and chrysanthemum exhibition, this large garden would even have queues to restrict the flow of people. At that time, although the garden was not as crowded as it was in the celestial tourist attractions, it could still feel To the surging flow of people, and in winter, in the season when everything is withering, there are very few people in Shinjuku Gyoen.

A silver-white Aston Martin was parked in a toll parking lot not far from Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden. The door of the passenger seat was opened, and a pair of silver-white DALTON snakeskin crystal high-heeled shoes were first stepped out. There are short cotton socks with embroidered patterns, and this pair of beautiful jade feet is a perfect match for this luxurious sports car.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, and the woman bent slightly and got out of the car. She was wearing a long coat of bright gray suede from GUCCI. The mink fur around her neck was thick and warm, and the open mouth of the coat could see the woman was wearing something inside. The one is a gorgeous Lolita-style dress, but in order to be able to wear the coat and the LO dress with an alternative aesthetic, the skirt support of the LO dress is omitted.

Lifting his neckline, Ogasawara Rinko looked around with her dark red contact lenses, and said to Jingu who got out of the driver's seat, "...Why do you want to come to Shinjuku on such a cold day? Royal Garden? There is no scenery here now."

There was no complaint in her tone, she was elegant and gentle, and her slightly lowered eyes showed the steadiness of a mature woman. Although Ogasawara's family was not a wealthy family, she was after a failed job search. He cultivated for himself the same elegance as a European aristocrat.

The hair color like silver, gold and gray makes Ogasawara Ronko not only has no non-mainstream style, but has made her elegant and gorgeous. The LO outfit with many lace and ruffles makes women feel the whole time. Japanese society is out of tune, and if it weren't for the modern coat that Jingu Yao bought for her, it would even make people wonder if they came to England in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries.

"The snow scene in Shinjuku Gyoen in winter is still beautiful. Even if it's not snowing now, there are still many evergreen trees to watch."

Jingu Yao took out a backpack and carried it on one shoulder. It was not an office worker's briefcase, but a fashionable student backpack.

"But even with evergreen trees, coming to Shinjuku Gyoen in winter is not a good choice."

Ogasawara Ronko walked to Jingu Yao's side, took the initiative to hold his arm, and smiled again: "...Forget it, since you said that you are here in the name of work, then I will accompany you for a walk. ."

Today is not a day off. Jingu Yao brought Ogasawara Ronko out of the company in the name of work, saying that he was going on a field trip. Even if the animation production company is not in production, many positions will be in some places for inspiration. Investigating things, so no one thinks there is anything wrong with Jingu Yao's behavior.

"There are more than 2400 species of tropical and subtropical plants in the greenhouse at Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, and they bloom even in winter, but we're not here to see plants in the greenhouse."

While the two of them were talking, they walked across the road and came to the gate of Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden. Passers-by glanced at them hurriedly, especially staying on the woman's body for an extra second, but the hurried society does not allow these people to stop. You can only keep that beautiful figure in your mind and walk quickly.

When Shinjuku Gyoen was working again in winter, the door was really withered. Jingu Yao spent [-] yen on the automatic ticket machine to buy two tickets, and walked in with Ogasawara Ronko. If it is the cherry blossom season, the artificial The windows will be open, and when you come to the gate of Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, you will see groups of people queuing up to buy tickets.

"Shinjuku Gyoen is really a good place for people who like flowers and trees to stop and watch. There are many kinds of flowers and trees here. It is indeed a former royal garden. Have you ever been to the Kyoto Imperial Palace? Ronzi-chan~~ It is more magnificent and atmospheric, I think from afar. When they were all used as royal gardens, only the emperor and the great nobles could hang out in these beautiful gardens. Unlike now, there are so many tourists disturbing them. Just thinking about it will make you feel the magnificence. No wonder there are so many people. It’s time to climb to the top of power, and this is how small the mountains are at a glance.”

Jingu Yao sighed. Now so many beautiful gardens were owned by real nobles in the past. It is amazing to think about the magnificence of that life. Even with the financial resources of the Jingu family, it cannot be achieved. The ancient nobles were like that, and this is the difference of the times.

"From Yaojun, you hear the words that a middle-aged person would sigh, but it is miraculous that there is no sense of disobedience."

Ogasawara Lunzi's beautiful eyes stared at the man around him who was seven or eight years younger than him. It was obviously a brother-in-law relationship, but this man was more mature than her, a woman who was almost twenty-seven, and couldn't feel it at all. The feeling of brother and sister love, this sense of contrast, made Ogasawara Ronko have an urge to spy on everything about him.

"Although Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden is in the center of the city, I have only been here once in the past few years in Tokyo, and my work is really busy."

Standing beside the garden map at the entrance, Jingu Yao looked at the detailed map of the garden and said.

"Where did Yaojun live before?"

"I used to live in Kyoto, but I am very familiar with Kyoto."

"Kyoto is a city that takes a long time to understand."

"Yeah, no matter whether it is people or things, there are still traditions, even girls, they seem to still have the charm of ancient times."

After reading the map, Jingu Yao picked up the introduction booklet at the door and stuffed it in his schoolbag. He took Ogasawara's hand and walked into the garden as instructed. At the same time, he also hummed softly:

"Vaguely thundering, cloudy sky, but I hope the wind and rain will come, you can stay here; vague thunder, cloudy sky, even if there is no rain, I will stay here!"

Chapter two hundred and fifty shoes and feet

Ronko Ogasawara listened to Jingu Yao's low voice beside him, and asked with interest, "...Where did it come from?"

Just like the people of the Celestial Dynasty, not everyone can read the Book of Songs, Tang Poetry and Song Poetry. Ogasawara Ronko is not a literary girl, and naturally does not know all Japanese poetry. She looked at Jingu Yao next to her, in this Shinjuku Gyoen Garden. , I suddenly felt that his poem had a very profound meaning.

"Manyoshu, Thor Tanka..."

Jingu Yao's gaze followed the yellowed and defeated lawn in the distance, and he said, "...This is one of the contents of the new work that I want to write in it, the Manyoshu, the Japanese Garden, and the rain..."

Ogasawara Rinko followed his gaze and glanced at Shinjuku Gyoen Garden, and suddenly said: "...Shinjuku Gyoen Garden is the Japanese garden you want to add content to?"

"Yeah, it's here, come, come with me!"

Jingu Yao laughed. He took Ogasawara's hand and walked two steps to a bridge. In the winter of the working day, there were very few people in Shinjuku Gyoen, and the slightly cold wind was blowing, making people feel Feeling a refreshing ease.

"Look at those tall buildings..."

Standing on the bridge, Jingu Yao pointed to several tall buildings in the distance and said, "...This is very suitable as an important scene in the work."

Saying so, Jingu Yao took out the DSLR camera from his backpack and stood on the bridge to take pictures in the distance from different angles.

Ogasawara Rinko looked at his behavior, and immediately smiled knowingly: "...What? Teacher Jingu, who is crazy about the quality of the picture, is going to prepare a big work again?"

Since the release of "Five Centimeters per Second", many people have begun to call Jingu Yao a 'image quality madman', which is different from the pure hand-painted animation by Master Hayao Miyazaki, and is closer to modern people's pursuit of beauty and delicacy, although These pictures are a bit too exaggerated and gorgeous, but they are more in line with the fast-paced life of modern people.

The story of Hayao Miyazaki is well told and very in-depth, but the works of the master always feel a little old to modern young people.

"Yeah, this is the location for this time."

"The last filming was in Tokyo and Kagoshima, right?"

"Well, Yoyogi Park, which is not far from here, is also one of the filming locations, just like the last railway is in Sangong Bridge...Using the existing beautiful scenery, processed by people, not lacking in imagination and in line with reality, always It will make many people come here and feel the scene and taste in the animation.”

After taking the photo, Jingu Yao continued to pull Ogasawara Rinko inside. He pointed to a pavilion not far away, and said with a smile, "...that's the most important destination this time."

It is a place for pedestrians to rest, and there is a stone tablet-like ornament in the middle of the pavilion. If it was in the cherry blossom season, it would definitely be full of people, but in this winter it is empty.

"When I hear you say that, Yaojun, I suddenly feel that my next job will be very painful..."

Ogasawara Ronzi gave a wry smile. She still remembered that when she was making "Five Centimeters Per Second", she really spent all her time on the original painting. Not a good memory.

"The only painting supervisor I trust is you, Lunzijiang. I don't trust anyone other than you to do this work."

Jingu Yao gently squeezed Ogasawara Lunzi's hand, and the words of trust made Ogasawara Lunzi's heart overjoyed. This woman who has not been in love for twenty-six or seven years has been cautiously and tremblingly, how could she be? I didn't expect to get the sweetness and touch of love from a man so much younger than me.