Rebirth of the Father of Anime

During the summer vacation, Mo Mo and Xu Yiru did not go home. Seeing that the animation festival is approaching, the two of course will not miss the festival, and it is too troublesome to go back and forth from home, so the two simply don't go home.

And the two also want to use the summer vacation to work part-time. One is to earn some pocket money for themselves, and to use the money they earn to buy fanbooks and peripherals of the animation festival. The other is to broaden their horizons and increase their own life experience for the future. The comics accumulate more stories.

"Momo, did you fill in the registration information incorrectly?"

Xu Yiru twisted and twisted on the chair, and kept asking Mo Mo, as if he was afraid that Mo Mo might have missed something.

"Yes, yes, but I asked you to confirm it 10 times before submitting it!"

Mo Mo looked at Xu Yiru helplessly.

Most of the other students went home, and there were only two of them left in their dormitory. They were dressed in extremely "cool" clothes and air-conditioned. They were comfortable in this scorching summer.

"You didn't upload our comics wrong, did you?" Xu Yiru was still worried.

Mo Mo sucked the pearl milk tea squeaky, gave Xu Yiru a white look, and said: "Don't treat me as you, I haven't seen you so nervous in the exam..."

"How can the exam compare to this! We have been taking the exam for more than ten years, but this is our first comic, of course I am nervous. Do you think we draw well? Will everyone like our comics?" Xu Yiru Talking.

The two of them are working hard with the goal of comics. This time they participate in the animation festival no longer as viewers or tourists, but as an exhibitor. They want to sell their fan works at the animation festival.

"I don't know, it's useless to think more now, maybe I'll know it by then." Mo Mo thought for a while and replied lightly.

She looked calm. In fact, there is no bottom in my heart. After all, it is the first work of the two. It is impossible to say not to worry.

The booth registration for the Animation Festival was completed at the end of last month, and the exhibitors also submitted their works to Tianman for review, if there is no problem. When the time comes, go directly to the booth assigned to you, and the comrades who have been printed in the book have already prepared them for the booth.

"Five hundred copies, can it be sold out?" Xu Yiru rolled onto the bed again, looking at the ceiling.

As newcomers, they dare not print too much, and the cost of printing is also borne by the author. The pocket money of the two together is only enough to print so much.

"Don't think so, but have confidence! If we don't have confidence in our comics, how can readers have confidence in our comics? You should think this way. Only five hundred copies will be sold out. !" Mo Mo cheered Xu Yiru confidently.

"What if you can't sell one copy? Five hundred copies, how heavy is that? We two girls..." Xu Yiru looked worried and entangled.

Mo Mo went crazy: "Ah! You're not saved! Can't you think of something good? Life must be full of hope!"

Xu Yiru stroked her hair. He sighed quietly: "Xiangbei failed to win the championship, Dongma left his hometown, Zhenqin disappeared, Conan has not been able to regain his true body and meet Xiaolan, and the Digimon world will be closed forever. Hope? Haha...Ouch!"

Xu Yiru is complaining and sinking into self-depression. However, Mo Mo suddenly twisted her tender waist, and suddenly he bounced off the bed with a cry of pain.

"Obviously a good story, how can it all change from your mouth? You should think that everyone in Xiangbei has undergone tremendous transformation and progress, and defeated the incomparably powerful mountain king; Xuecai has always paid for it. It was also rewarded; when Makoto finally left, it was changed to a wish, and Ayu waited for an agreement; Conan can also live happily with Xiaolan; the Digimon world will be peaceful forever... Think, isn’t it full of hope in an instant? If you forget to take medicine, just take a look at "My Neighbor Totoro" and "I Want to Tell You". Your dark and bitter life will instantly be full of brilliance and sweetness."

Mo Mo laughed with Xu Yiru.

"Huh? There is a push!"

Mo Mo saw a pop-up window in the lower right corner of the screen in the distance. Then I got up from Xu Yiru and ran to see what this push was. Is it related to the animation festival?

Xu Yiru was curious and ran over.

"We still don't know the name of the flower we saw that day... what is this?"

I have never seen such a long name, let alone tell its meaning from the name. With doubts, the two clicked on the link.

...

Although the animation of "Slam Dunk" has just finished, it was made very early, and after "Slam Dunk", He Chen chose the short work "We still don't know the name of the flower we saw that day" .

At the end of "Slam Dunk", the animation of "We still don't know the name of the flower we saw that day" was basically completed, replacing the broadcast schedule of "Slam Dunk", one episode a day, just before the animation festival The broadcast is over.

Before the broadcast of this animation, He Chen launched the comics in advance for pre-broadcasting.

First of all, regardless of the story, the name of this animation has aroused the enthusiasm of countless fans.

"A total of fifteen characters! This name against the sky is the name of the longest Chinese character work I have ever seen! If the foreign language is not counted as letters, but counted as the number of words, I am afraid that no one can compare to this master's work. works!"

"The current society is really impetuous. Even the great gods can't avoid the vulgarity. After learning the face engineering, can a long name make an ordinary work a classic? The heart is not ancient, and I can't help but fall into the transportation The big wave of work."

"A group of people, it's really a picture of Tucson! This name hides mystery, and there is no one to explore the secrets of heaven! It is worthy of you claiming to be master fans, and I am ashamed to be with you!" Suddenly one person was killed from the comments, and his words were domineering. Leak, an arrogant and arrogant posture that despises fans all over the world.

"I wipe it, map gun! Then tell me, what is the mystery of this long name?" Motivated by this kind of words, someone immediately couldn't sit still and immediately stepped forward.

If this is in the live arena, then this picture will definitely appear:

I saw that Long Aotian standing on the ring, looking down at the crowd, smiling coldly, then raised his head slightly, squinted at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, stood with his hands behind, and said leisurely: "These fifteen characters are the way of heaven. This technique is beyond the reach of everyone. I only have a glimpse of one or two, but I have already benefited infinitely, and I have proved it! You have been practicing the way of animation for several years, but you don’t know the depth of the master’s expression! The wisdom of mortals!

"Hey! The nameless madman dares to despise the heroes of the world. These fifteen characters are all ordinary words. What kind of words are there? Of course, since you have already said something, why not argue with the world. Great road, evil way? I know it!" But I saw a person leaping out of the crowd, with a quick mind and anger in words, or with the intention of agitation, **** for tat.

Long Aotian took a step forward, his whole body suddenly exploded with fierce momentum, and the face of the person facing the battle was horrified. Before he took a shot, he had such power and power. This person is extraordinary!

"The word'we' has already been said that its main role is not a single person. It was originally a mere sentence, but it was emphasized here, proving that there must be entanglements between its main characters!" Long Aotian's voice suddenly sounded. The mighty power, turned into a huge fist, smashed at that person, on the ring, unavoidable. Faced with such a fierce offensive, the man could not find any flaws, and was hit by a sonic punch and knocked down the ring.

Kneeling on the ground, one hand supporting the ground, the other hand covering his chest, the blood in his body was surging, his face was dark red, the sore throat welled up with a mouthful of fishy sweetness, and he touched a large mouthful of blood.

With just one move, the ring was stained with blood. The man looked at Long Aotian, who was like a mountain, in the middle of the ring. The brightness in his eyes gradually disappeared: "Finally, this is the intention! I have been searching for the heavenly way in vain, but I don't know it is right in front of him... "

"This is just the words of your family, the number of evil ways, if you can repair this chaos, I am the supreme way!" Another person jumped out.

Long Aotian glanced faintly, and said: "'Still' means a state of continuous change, and'not' implies regret. When the two characters are combined, the regret remains the same, and the way of heaven remains the same!"

The tone was dull, but it was like two sharp flying needles piercing the person's eyes.

However, the man stood up blankly, leaving blood in his blinded eyes, as if two lines of blood and tears, he smiled miserably: "I don't know the meaning of this. What is the use of this pile of eyes!"

"Presumptuous..." Three more rushed out.

Long Aotian laughed loudly: "'know', it shows the hidden connotation."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sansheng was muffled, and was swept out by the blasting wind.

"I……"

"come together!"

Long Aotian pointed to the sky: "'That day' indicates that it is a past that has passed. It echoes the previous one. It is a pity that cannot be changed!"

The discoloration of the world, like the power of heaven, the people who rushed into the ring were directly pressed on the ring.

Those who were farther away couldn't stand and fell to the ground.

"'Seeing' proves that everything is their personal experience."

puff!

The people on the ring were unconscious, and the strongest person was also bloodless, sitting on the chair, withstandable.

"'Flower', like a flower but not a flower..."

"'Name~www.readwn.com~All cause and effect..."

Long Aotian's word for word, muffled and frustrated voice, carrying the power of heaven and earth, spread in Yunei, when he said everything, the place that had already seemed to be turned into ashes, unexpectedly sprouted with vigorous vitality, blossoming pink Xiaohua came out of the ground.

The breeze is blowing, full of strong vitality.

The unconscious people woke up one by one, as if waking up from a big dream, and looked at each other. I don't know when, they all burst into tears, and all their previous injuries were healed!

There seems to be something in the body, rooting and sprouting.

They suddenly turned their heads and looked at the ring, that Long Aotian was actually covered in colorful glow and drifted away in the wind.

A group of people waited, feeling a little, and facing Long Aotian's direction, they said in unison with gratitude:

"Old driver, go all the way well! Good people will live a safe life!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start () to vote for recommendation votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please To read.)