How can I let go of the matter of saving my stepsister?

Bolt's world record for 100 meters is 9.58 seconds. He was born for track and field. Now Sato Yu has completed the original painting for one person in eight weeks. He is the God-chosen one born for animation. His hand must have been kissed affectionately by the goddess of animation. He is the son of animation!

In time, perhaps we can no longer call him the "Superman of Stupid Pictures", but the "God of Animation!"

The black must be black enough to penetrate the center of the earth, and the wind must be blown out of the sky. As a video uploader, Kota Totani must have more intense emotions than those of the audience. He must use his high emotions to pull the audience's emotions to a climax to be qualified.

After the initial shock passed, the screen of the live broadcast room was frozen at the moment when the list of original paintings was released. Totani Kota danced with joy and used his professional knowledge to explain how difficult it was for Sato Yu and how this was a great feat. When he got to the emotional part, he even worshipped devoutly.

There is inherently a performance element in this, but this guy is truly impressed by Sato Yu.

The more you understand animation and the more you immerse yourself in this industry, the more you understand the difficulties and desperate situation that Mei Feimei was facing at that time. The more you can understand that what Sato Yuu accomplished was indeed a miracle that could not be accomplished by human power and a mere human painter!

"Damn it, I was wondering why you called me at this time, yes yes yes, Sato Yu, he's the only one!"

"How could it be false? Tamura, I was watching Sato Yuu painting in the studio at the time. I saw him moving his brush so fast that he could paint a super high-quality original painting in just 20 minutes. The quality was dozens of blocks better than mine! That was when he was painting complex original paintings. For simpler ones, he could even paint in 10 minutes!"

"Don't ask, don't ask. Didn't I brag to you last time in the tavern? Pah, did I tell you seriously? This new guy in our group is a god!"

"Sato Yuu? He paints without stopping, he doesn't need to think about it and he doesn't make mistakes. He never needs to modify a stroke, just like a precision machine. If he wasn't so silly and stupid normally, I would have thought he had a supercomputer in his head.

Damn, I am confused myself when I say this, do you think there is really an 'AlphaGo' in Sato Yuu's brain?"

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't believe it. Whether you happened to be watching a girl or stayed up late and got transferred by Yan Xi, ① Group: 837783853

Wake up, see the animation ghost!

A miracle is happening right before my eyes. Even if I recall the final episode that I had watched before, all the pictures are coordinated and the style is consistent. If you put it in other places, most people with discerning eyes will see that it was drawn by one person. This episode was drawn by one person.

But just looking at this scene, all the original artists and supervisors frantically denied the vision they had cultivated over many years of work and the strength they had honed from long-term cultivation in this field.

Before the ED was finished, the phones in the entire "Sister, Not Sister" production team were already ringing non-stop. Original artists who I had never been in touch with in my life, who I had forgotten which production team I had worked with, and who I almost forgot their names, all called in to ask excited questions.

is that true?

The evidence is irrefutable. The production schedule issue of "Mei Fei Mei" has long been a joke in the industry. They clearly know that the production team, which has no money and no time, can't spare any more manpower to forge Sato Yuu, but they still have to ask.

Only by asking and getting a definite answer can they feel at ease, or to be more precise...

It's giving up.

People's hearts are in turmoil, the industry is trembling, and the production team of "Sister Not Sister" is at the center of the earthquake.

As for the real source of the earthquake...

"Where's Sato?"

"That's true. Where is the person? Why is he gone?"

"He was here just now, and he left? When?"

Long before the animation was finished, the production crew were still immersed in joy and shock, and couldn't help screaming and cheering, rejoicing that after more than three months of being suppressed, Mei Fei Mei finally won a beautiful comeback and hugged each other. However, Sato Yu, who created this animation miracle and should have been the focus, had already sneaked out of the room.

He walked all the way to the rooftop, leaning against the railing, enjoying the cool breeze.

Compared to the audience who confirmed the success of "Mei Fei Mei" by watching the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room, and the production team who confirmed the success of "Mei Fei Mei" by constant calls from colleagues, Sato Yu had more intuitive, quantifiable and visual evaluation feedback than them.

Fame value: 41233

Most of the audience's memories are just the works and the plots. Usually, they even find it difficult to remember the directors of their favorite animations, let alone remember the painters who work silently behind the scenes.

This may be the first time in the history of animation that the audience has come to know an artist on such a large scale through one episode of animation.

In the end, there were more than 7,000 people in the official live broadcast room, several thousand viewers scattered in the live broadcast rooms of various anchors, viewers watching in front of the TV, and overseas viewers watching the synchronized images.

As soon as the animation ended and the production crew's subtitles were released, the fame value count built into the system began to soar. It increased by 20,000 in just a few minutes, and there has been no sign of stopping so far. Instead, it has continued to accelerate with the spread of Internet information.

This is just the first wave. Tomorrow, when people who are sleeping wake up and see the numerous messages posted on the Internet and the praising videos made by major ups who worked hard all night, the name Sato Yu will be known to a wider range, and his fame will usher in an explosive growth.

At this moment, there are still five days left before the deadline for completing the first phase of the task, and exceeding the value of 50,000 is basically a foregone conclusion.

In this way, Qiong's deteriorating physical condition should be able to improve. Sato Yu began to look forward to the rewards that the system would give.

Tomorrow, when Nizi wakes up in the hospital, sees the overwhelming praise on the Internet, and then watches the last episode that he devoted his efforts to present, how will she react?

It was time for fantasy. Imagining that scene, the corners of Sato Yu's mouth curled up wildly, and the joy in his heart could not be stopped.

Painting was boring, it bored him, and it also caused him pain.

High-speed painting requires a high degree of mental concentration, and using the [Fast Painting] buff for a long time every day for eight weeks would wear out his spirit. Although he did not confide in anyone, Sato Yu could clearly sense that he was already exhausted.

Now that he has achieved some phased success, he can finally take a breath.

Give yourself a day off, no, give yourself a whole half day off!

As he was planning this, he let out a breath of relief, when he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned his head and hit the surface of the can. The coolness of the aluminum can penetrated his cheeks and seeped into his joyful heart.

"Supervisor, how could you..."

"A great hero doesn't want to accept the worship of everyone, but instead comes here alone to hide away?"

“Always wanting to be alone for a while.”

"I understand. Some joys are more enjoyable when enjoyed alone. When I finished the first animation I participated in... Let's not talk about this. I came here to celebrate with you. Do you mind?"

"I don't mind, but this celebratory gift is a little shabby. Why is it juice?"

"It's not orange juice this time. It's not sour."

"That's not it. Forget it. I, a minor, can't seduce you into committing a crime. Peach juice is also good juice."

The drink we drink when celebrating is not beer, something that can numb the mind, which is a bit lacking, but it doesn't matter.

Gently open the can and take a sip, the delicious juice goes down your throat.

The sweet taste of it just matched his feelings.

Volume 70: Chapter Chapter . Only that girl is an exception

The slightly cool night breeze is refreshing, and it is very refreshing when it blows on the body. The heavy stone in the heart finally falls to the ground. Leaning on the railing, squinting his eyes and looking at the dim lights in the distance that never go on all night, Sato Yu smiles, feeling very comfortable.

This smile was as refreshing as the bright moon and the breeze. He held the can in his hand and shook it left and right. An inexplicably free and easy air emanated from Sato Yu's body, making him even more handsome and attractive than usual.

The young JK supervisor was stunned and dazzled by Sato Yu's behavior. Her cheeks flushed with pink. She quickly turned her face away and imitated Sato Yu, shaking the drink in her hand and knocking on the iron railing without rhythm, which made her panic even more obvious.

"Sato..."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

"Ah."

Mochizuki Nanae began to regret her bad intentions for not bringing beer but only peach juice.

Without the stimulation of alcohol, Sato Yu, this dull guy who didn't understand romance, actually responded to her heartfelt words with just a simple hum!

Pursing her lips, Mochizuki Nanae still picked up the juice and reached out to Sato Yu. The two bottles of juice collided in the middle and made a crisp sound. She simply turned around and said seriously.

"Thank you. If you hadn't come back to save the situation, I really don't know how to save this project. I can complete my supervisory debut and win the battle with my father... In short, I am very grateful."

"I am also very grateful to you, Director Mochizuki. Thank you for trusting me and letting me do the crucial last episode."

No matter how well or how fast he draws, it is just Sato Yu's capital as an original artist. A small role like him essentially has no way to interfere with the decision-making of the supervisor who occupies an absolute position in the animation production.

It is a sign of great courage for someone like Nanae Mochizuki to completely trust him and give him full authority to produce the final chapter of her debut work.

Perhaps, if there were ten supervisors, only Mochizuki Nanae would truly agree to his outrageous request. At that time, Sato Yuu could only seek other inefficient ways to make up the fame value, or even fail to make up the fame value at all.

For this, Sato Yu is deeply grateful.

This woman is someone who truly loves anime and is willing to sacrifice all her innocence for it. Sato Yu still feels guilty about depriving her of the final chapter that was so important to her.

"The last episode, Sato, you're such a bastard. When you told me about this in the office, I really wanted to pick up a chair and smash it at you."

“I was in such a dangerous situation.”

"Of course, I was very angry, but then... not so angry anymore."

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The cold wind blew away Mochizuki Nanae's long hair. She turned her back to the wind and used her hands to touch her hair and tuck it behind her ears in a very feminine way. The JK director smiled refreshingly and lively, and for a moment, Sato Yuya was dazzled by her beauty.

"Seeing Sato Yuu working so hard at the company, from the jerk who made me angry the most, running away and leaving early, to the lovable guy who only cares about the original drawings and tries his best to complete the last episode, I am no longer so angry.

I thought, as expected, Sato is my companion, we both love animation, and we are a community with a shared destiny who can give everything for it.

I really like this kind of Sato. "

In the intervals between conversations, they took steps forward and quietly shortened the distance between them. Mochizuki Nanae looked up, her face was rosy even though she had clearly not drunk any alcohol, her face was pure yet her aura was so seductive.

With blurry eyes, she asked with a hearty smile.

"How's it going? It's really cool to make animations."

"so so."

The animation is really great, isn’t it? I’m also great at this moment, clinging to you, showing my shy face that I never show to others.

There is clearly a double meaning in Mochizuki Nanae's words. She says one thing but means another. She is deliberately seducing Sato Yu.

They were so close, and in such a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere, Sato Yu only needed to answer "yes" and he could easily lower his head and kiss her, and she could also shyly stand on tiptoe.

But even though he had no understanding of romance, he could only hear that layer of meaning. Whether it was the animation or the beautiful Nanae Mochizuki at that time, the answer given by Sato Yu was so heartless.

general.

There's nothing special about it.

"I am only making animations for my sister. I just want to give her the best animations. I don't really have too many feelings about animations. Even now, I feel like I have temporarily let go of the burden."

Sato Yu, who once lived alone, can now appreciate the subtle taste of working with multiple people.

But he still feels that animation is just hard work.

He worked hard for countless days and nights and almost risked his life to produce the animation. In the eyes of others, this may be his passion for animation, but only Sato Yu himself knows it.

He just cared too much about his lovely sister who was seriously ill but still so strong, mature and sensible to the point of almost breaking his heart.

Animation is nothing more than a tool. He can never devote his emotions to it, let alone like it.

"How could it be, Sato, you..."

"To this day you are still my light"

Sato Yu is a companion and a shared destiny. It is clear that Mochizuki Nanae has felt something similar in Sato Yu. Hearing his words, she wanted to continue saying something, but the phone rang suddenly between them.

"Feel sorry."

After saying this, Sato You took out his phone, and the contact displayed on it was [Little Angel]. He quickly answered the call.

"Hello? Qiong, why are you still awake so late?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Sato Yu immediately blamed Qiong for sleeping late, but his voice was so gentle that no one could hear the anger in it.

On the other side, the little angel sister, Qiong, had a voice that was a little hoarse but generally gentle.

"I asked Chiharu-sister, who was on night duty, to help us avoid the head nurse's inspection, and we secretly watched the last episode of the anime in the equipment room."

"You girl."

Despite being seriously ill, he still stayed up late. Qiong would not wait until tomorrow and would watch his final episode immediately during the live broadcast of the animation tonight. Sato Yu could do nothing about it and could only say it lovingly.

Then he booed and waited for the final "judgment" from Chief Justice Qiong.

"Great, the Live is so beautiful, Lianghua looks like me, the whole episode is of the highest standard, I watched it from beginning to end..."

After just two words, Qiong started crying, and her voice was filled with tears.

There was an intermittent wiping sound coming from the microphone. After a moment, Qiong could continue:

“This time, it’s really exciting.”

"..."

Haha, being evaluated like this, Sato Yu's mouth curled up into a grin, and he unconsciously looked up at the boundless night sky.

At this moment, he could no longer look down at the ground.

"Besides that? Anything else?"

"I received what my brother said."

The original storyboard for the tenth episode was not what it is today. It was only after Qiong was admitted to the hospital that Sato Yu made another major change. Since then, the story has become what it is today.

Sato Yu has already said many sad words and words of advice to Qiong, a girl who is sensible and mature, but terribly stubborn, gets stuck in a dead end and never comes out, and is good at lying.