The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

With a sleeping face that felt completely at ease, Zhenbai hid her head but not her feet. Qianliu covered her with the blanket. She seemed to be itchy and muttered, "I can't breathe, Qianliu..."

The movement kept moving, and after making sure that the blanket was covered, Qianliu turned off the lights and left the room while saying good night.

Today is the last night before the start of the semester, he naturally won't stay up late, the vacation is over, and it's time to welcome the new semester.

Vertical sun!

First day of the new semester!

The corridors of Sakurasou were filled with the fresh morning air, and the noisy sounds of the residents sounded early in the morning.

Qianliu got up very early, because in addition to Xiaojiu, there was Shiro who needed his care.

"Hey, Shibai, come over and wash your hair honestly!"

Just as everyone was washing their faces and brushing their teeth, Qianliu discovered that Mashiro was actually looking for the contents near the refrigerator.

The girl in pajamas still looked a little sleepy, reached out and took out the carrots from the refrigerator, carefully watching the rotation in front of her eyes.

She didn't seem to like the things that rabbits like to eat, so she put them back, then took out the gherkins, and after observing them carefully like the carrots just now, she pursed her lips and thought for a few seconds, and then bit down without warning.

"I'm really convinced." Qianliu walked over and pulled her away.

Maintaining the position of biting the cucumber, Zhen Shiro looked back at him, the girl was not frightened at all, and was chomping on the cucumber.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Mashiro continued chewing and nodded.

"I see, don't eat it! I'll get you something later!"

Mashiro replied with a swallowing sound.

"..."

Qianliu had nothing to say, so she dragged Mashiro to wash her messy hair quickly, finally tidy it up for her, took off the clothes dried on the balcony and let her go back to her room to change.

However, at this time, Misaki pulled him to the TV again: "Ahaha, it just happened that Jen was making breakfast. You can help me see the sample."

She quickly put a CD into the reader, and the TV screen lit up.

"New work?" Qianliu asked when he saw an image that looked like a five-second countdown from the beginning of an old movie.

"Humph, I just edited it last night. It's the freshest one that I picked now, please enjoy!" Misaki seemed confident.

After the speech was finished, the countdown to the last second was over, and the original animation produced by Misaki alone appeared on the TV screen.

Because it was before the recording, of course, there was no dubbing, so there was no voice, music and sound effects. Even so, I could still feel that the content was smooth, dynamic, and very powerful.

Even incorporating 2D characters into 3D backgrounds results in a state-of-the-art image presentation without any incongruity, with both characters and backgrounds carefully depicted.

The appropriate rhythm of the storyboard and the unique composition also directly challenge the trouble of consuming a lot of calories. quality.

Soon, the five-minute short film was finished.

"This is the result of your busy time?" Qianliu nodded slightly.

Misaki looked at him with very expectant eyes: "How is it? Is there anything that needs to be changed?"

Qianliu pondered for a moment: "One minute fifteen seconds, three and a half minutes, four minutes and seven seconds, there is a delay in the splitting, the lens stretch is blurry, and..."

Hearing him pick out the inadequacies, Misaki nodded excitedly: "Well, that's what it is! It's great! Wow, is there one there too?"

"Except for what Qianliu said, the two and a half minutes are obviously incoherent." Ryunosuke, who was typing the code at the dining table, also read it and made a suggestion: "It should be the editing problem, I have a new internal editing just developed here. Special software, do you want to try it?"

"Please send it to me!" Misaki jumped up and ran to Ryunosuke's side.

"Stay away from me!" Even though he was a little nicer to the residents of Sakurasou, he was still not good at reaching out to women.

"What does it matter?"

"Don't come here!"

Mitaka Ren, who was making breakfast, suffocated. In front of him, Misaki never smiled so happily, because with his eyes, he couldn't find the flaws in the short film that were only a short frame or two.

Even though the distance is so close, he feels that he and the others behind him are in two worlds, with an unbreakable transparent barrier in the middle.

"Qianliu, give me your phone."

Until the review of the short film, Qianliu was interrupted by Qianxun's voice, and the mobile phone in his hand was snatched by the way.

Not knowing what she was doing with it, she quickly threw the phone back to him: "It's done."*

Chapter [-] As long as you are brave

"what are you doing?"

Without waiting for him to check, Mashiro, who had changed into the student uniform, came out of the stairs: "I'm hungry."

What she said was quite open and aboveboard, as if she had to be fed when she was hungry.

Didn't you just eat a cucumber?Why are you hungry again.

Qianliu put her phone in her bag and looked at her helplessly.

"Breakfast is good."

The timing of Mitaka Ren was wonderful, just after the last piece of toast was baked.