The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

He may have been frightened, but Xiaojiu never showed the attitude of the second sickness, and his weak nature was undoubtedly revealed.

Gently caressing her sister's face, Qianliu and Xiaojiu felt sleepy as they talked.

He stuffed his little body next to his brother again, until there was no space, Xiaojiu was completely satisfied, and the terrifying images in his mind had disappeared.

The next morning!

After fixing the power outage, Qianliu sent all the original manuscripts about "The Garden of Words" to Machida Yuanko, and then led Mashiro to school as always.

In class, I wrote a script, and I played with Yang Cai at noon, and my life was very pleasant.

And in just one day, he completed the script seven to eighty-eight.

Back at Sakura Village, Mashiro immediately went back to the room, and Qian Liuben also wanted to go back to the room, but was stopped by Kamei Kusaki who came back one step earlier: "Where's the script?"

"Don't be in such a hurry." Qianliu felt that there was a lot of time, so take it slowly.

"No!" Misaki put her hands on her hips, exuding a very powerful aura.

"Xing Xing Xing, I will give it to you." Throwing the script that took a day's work to her, Qianliu couldn't understand why some people would like to work.

Isn't it normal to be lazy like him?

After taking over the script, Misaki couldn't wait to read it in place.

She looked at it very fast, and her expression always showed satisfaction and amazement. From time to time, she said "wow", "this is great", "it can be like this", "so it is" and so on.

"It's great! I have a hunch that I'll be able to make a great animated movie! Qianliu, our cooperation must be the strongest!" Misaki took the script and ran up to the second floor a few steps. It seemed that she was planning to do the preparatory work. .

Seeing how energetic she is, even Qianliu can't sit back and ignore it. It is estimated that the original painting will start drawing from today.

I went back to my room and went to the line, and sent a part of the script and the character drawing to Eri Kashiwagi and Mr. Erromanga, and asked them to complete the part of the original painting. After confirming that the other party received it, Qianliu went up to the second floor to discuss the original painting with Mashiro. The problem.

Regarding the manga, Mashiro did a good job, at least the editor Ayano was satisfied, and the progress was very fast, and the task for this month was completed ahead of schedule.

"Mashiro, you're in charge of drawing this part." Putting several copies of the part of the storyboard script on the Mashiro table, Qianliu didn't leave.

He decided to paint with Mashiro, mainly to correct some possible problems.

"Okay." Without refusing, Mashiro sat down with the script directly, as if he wanted to start writing immediately.

There is no second drawing board here. Qianliu only remembers it now. Originally, he should have one in the warehouse, but it has not been used for a long time. It should be covered with dust. Buy a piece.

Just when he was about to go out, Misaki rushed down with a pounding pace: "By the way, Qianliu, who are you going to look for in terms of dubbing, if no one chooses, I will decide."

"It's too far to consider, let's do it first."

"Got it! Sir!"

I watched her run back again, and when Qianliu bought the drawing board, it was already six o'clock.

At this time, Sakuraso was much calmer than usual. Only Chihiro, who was drinking beer in the living room, watched TV.

"Oh, not going to socialize today? Is it because you clearly know the fact that no one cares about you?"

In the face of Qianliu's ridicule, Qianxun subconsciously squeezed the empty jar in his hand: "Qianliu, do you know the moment when people will have the intention to kill?"

Her slightly squinted eyes revealed a needle-sharp, ice-cold gaze.

Qianliu was not frightened, and shrugged with the drawing board: "Please don't say such serious and normal words suddenly."

"Hmph, I've always been normal, and the friendship doesn't start until eight o'clock."

"Oh, that's why you're wearing a little devil style now? I thought you came back after a failure."

"Can you see it?" Chihiro rolled her eyes proudly.

Qianliu frowned and glanced at her with particularly disgusting eyes: "It's a little disgusting, don't wink at me."*

Chapter [-] This man is helpless

Some people can't judge by appearance alone, Qianliu feels like Chihiro, no matter how many winks you throw at him, it's useless.

Qianxun sat up and said, "Don't you just like being a royal sister like me?"

Qianliu denied it politely: "I would rather play with Xiaochun once than with you."

"Tomorrow I'll tell Xiaochun this good news." Chihiro was not angry, but looked very happy.

This person is helpless, Qianliu waved his hand and said he didn't want to talk to her.

"Ah, it's already so late, I made an appointment for the hair salon before the meeting, and it's too late, Sakura Village will be handed over to you." After drinking the last can of beer, Chihiro suddenly realized that it was six o'clock.

So, she stepped on high heels and went out happily.

Qianliu watched her leave, then returned to Mashiro's room and started painting the original painting.

Such days continued until the weekly rest day.

Animation production was originally something that needed to be done slowly, but all of Sakurasou were geniuses beyond ordinary people's expectations.

With the original painters of Chiryu, Mashiro, Eri, and Izumi Sagiri, including Misaki, the speed of painting can be said to be a thousand miles in a day.

In terms of animation sound effects, Misaki asked for help from her classmates, and she also asked others to help with her homemade animation before.

If calculated according to the game reading, they have completed [-]% of the progress in the past two days.

In other words, it only takes about [-] days to complete the production of animated films, which is a batch of terrifying speeds.