The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

There is still a year left before he graduates, so it is not bad to take advantage of this time to try out the planning direction.

No matter if you set up a studio and then grow slowly in the future, or open a company or something, it’s always good to have a bottom line in advance.

But before that... get the money!

In capitalist countries, money is everything.

So, get the new work and animated film right first, the more original funds, the greater the grasp.

After setting a small goal for the time being, Qianliu felt that everything in front of him became clear, and he took it step by step. Maybe he could build an ACG empire that belonged to him in the future.

Think about the people around you and your acquaintances, such as Shiyu Kasumigaoka, Kernayuta, everyone in Sakura Village, and partners Eri Sawamura and Kernayuta who haven’t met yet.

Most of these people have extraordinary talents in the two-dimensional field. If they are the backbone, maybe...

In classrooms!

"Qianliu, what are you thinking?" Mitaka Ren patted him on the shoulder, interrupting his friend who had been fascinated ever since he came back from the lunch break. He couldn't help but wonder, "It's not like the usual you, what's going on?"

Qianliu suddenly came back to his senses, and after a few seconds of silence, he seemed to be in a good mood: "Well, it can be regarded as finding some goals in life."

life goals?

Mitaka Ren looked at him blankly, wondering if he had heard it wrong: "Your life is perfect enough, what more goals do you need?"

There is a sister and a room, both parents are dead, the standard template.

As long as you don't have extravagance in the second half of your life, you and Xiaojiu don't have to think about money, and you can live a worry-free life.

Qianliu simply smiled, skipped the topic, and said, "How about you, as expected, continue to adhere to the ideal of animation screenwriting, and go to Osaka University of Arts?"

"How...how do you know? I obviously didn't mention this to anyone." Mitaka Jin was dumbfounded, because this thought only appeared in his heart.

"Don't care how I know, you just need to answer."

In the blink of an eye, facing the eyes of his friend who seemed to be able to read people's hearts, Mitaka Ren was silent for a long time before nodding affirmatively.

As Misaki's animation screenwriter, the script he wrote failed her again and again. Jen knew clearly that it was her ability that limited Misaki's performance, so she decided to apply for the university in Osaka. Aimed at the animation screenwriter requested by Misaki Uai Kusaki.

This is a man's consciousness, and Qianliu will not stop it.

From the perspective of others, Mitaka Ren is indeed a scumbag, but he is also responsible. It is precisely because he always insists on something in his heart that Qianliu chooses to be his friend.

"Then you have to work hard, maybe I will need you in the future." He said this jokingly, but Qianliu's eyes were very serious.

"If you really need me one day, I guess there will be no problem with Misaki."

The secrets and pressure in his heart were shared, Mitaka Ren was much more relaxed, and he could even laugh.

During this period of time, he has been suppressing himself, and he may break out at any time. Fortunately, Qianliu is keenly aware of this, and the risk is virtually eliminated.

"Haha, I'm much stricter than Misaki. Misaki can tolerate your bad script, but I will burn it directly for you. After all, the only value of your previous scripts is to keep you warm."

"Hey, it's too much to say."

The smile faded away, and Mitaka Ren's face turned black. This guy is normal most of the time, but occasionally a person who is really angry is half dead.

Although he knew that the script was "rotten", and in the eyes of these genius monsters, it was not much more valuable than toilet paper, but it was really heartbreaking to hear it.

If I had gotten used to something that I had written with all my energy, I would have gotten used to it, and I would have exploded my mind.

"Even if I come back from my studies, I suddenly don't want to work with you. It's too shocking." Ren shook his head with a wry smile.

When you find that someone is better than you, it doesn't matter. The despair is that no matter how hard you work, no matter how much time and energy you spend, you can't compare to what the other person does at will, and the gap is too big to match.

This is the most frustrating.

The only thing that can be done is to calm down and admit the reality.

There are always some people in the world who are "specially favored" and gifted. Don't compare them, because the gap between people is bigger than that between people and dogs.

"Don't give up, in fact, you also have a very good talent, I'm optimistic about you." Comforting Ren, Qianliu was not lying.

It's quite rare that Jin can keep up with Misaki's rhythm at least to some extent.

After all, that guy Misaki, but he went through all the animation storyboards in his mind, and then directly drew all the abnormal creatures in one breath.

Sakura Souchi can fully understand, and it is estimated that Qianliu is alone. *

Chapter [-] When the new work is serialized

Mitaka Jin consoled this right and shook his head.

Soon the first class in the afternoon will officially start.

And Qianliu was also looking for Machida Yuanzi on the line. The teacher watched him go his own way on the stage, and he was used to turning a blind eye.

It's not that there was no dissuasion in the past, and even reported to the school, but it's always nothing.

At least he didn't affect other people, just turn a blind eye.

Open the line, automatically block what the teacher is talking about on the podium, and Qianliu clicks on Machida Yuanzi's conversation.

Hanasegawa: "Do you have time?"

He held his chin and waited for only three seconds, and the text of the response appeared in front of him.

Machida Yuanzi: "Why?"