Rebirth of the Father of Anime

"Damn it! Why doesn't that old man finish class yet?"

In the last class of the morning at Yenching University, in the freshman art history class, an old man with gray hair and a childlike face told the history of art in humorous words.

However, there were some absent-minded people in the class.

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru sat in the last row, close to the door. Mo Mo kept taking out his mobile phone to check the time.

Xu Yiru likes art history very much because the old man's lectures are very attractive and very powerful. He can explain many things that others think are very profound in simple words.

But today she gritted her teeth and looked at the old man.

Because, today at 12 noon is the day for online pre-sale of tickets for the Anime Appreciation Festival Concert. As idiot fans of The Porter, how could they miss this event?

This is the second pre-sale of tickets. The first pre-sale of 30,000 tickets a week ago took less than 1 minute from start to finish.

The two people's hands slowed down a little bit, and then they looked at the remaining votes showing 0, and they wanted to cry but had no tears.

There are some second- and third-rate singers with dark minds who maliciously speculate on Tianman, thinking that this is a hunger-marketing hype. They have no intention of pre-sale, and deliberately use this hype topic to expand the influence and influence of the concert. Well-known, in fact, those 30,000 tickets were all fake, and the actual pre-sale was only 300.

“Movers need some hype?”

Faced with doubts, mixed fans and sweet fans who considered themselves fans of Porter and Tianman all stood up and immediately fought back.

Throughout last year, words such as porters, comics, and Tianman have firmly dominated the list of popular search terms for Qianxun. He has been specially invited to do programs by foreign countries, and movies adapted from comics have won awards all over the world. There are also several themes that have been picked up by Hollywood, and several theatrical animations have played a decisive role in both reviews and box office during the same period.

To say that Tianman needs to use such despicable means to promote itself is simply laughable.

"So. I am so lucky that I am one of those 1 in 300?"

Someone posted his own ticket order on Weibo, erasing his personal privacy and leaving only a verification code that could be used to verify the ticket.

"It seems I'm lucky too."

More and more people came out to post their votes.

According to statistics, some spoof PS pictures are excluded. Tens of thousands of people have already come out to post their votes. The golden fact made the man's face swell.

That person's doubts about Tianman may be a hype for himself. As a person in the entertainment industry, he needs to use some means to increase his exposure, no matter whether it is positive or negative. In short, as long as you can be famous.

If you look at it from this perspective, although his face is swollen, his goal has been achieved.

Unfortunately, this method is only a small means after all, and the increase in fame is only temporary. And because of his statement, he offended a large number of fans, and no one cared about the song. The already sluggish sales were even more disastrous. Due to his negative influence, some advertisements no longer allowed him to be endorsed, which almost ruined his stardom.

As for this little star, no one paid any attention to him. Most people's eyes were fixed on the group of fanatics who posted their votes.

"Upstairs, private chat, look at your address, you are not in Yanjing, how can you come to the concert? Why don't you sell the ticket to me? Your ticket is 894. I will pay 9,000 yuan!"

Tickets for Tianman are divided into different levels according to the location, ranging from 214 to 1096. This kind of ticket price, considering Tianman's reputation, is worthy of the reputation of the Thank You Festival - for netizens who have participated in countless concerts. It's almost like giving it away for free.

In fact, He Chen also wanted to set up a special seat for rich people, priced at 10,032, which would have an impact on his image of being close to the people, so he gave up.

Seeing so many people showing off their tickets, the rich people who didn't get the tickets got excited and immediately launched a money offensive.

But the enemy regards money as dirt: "Oh, you think I have never seen money? In order to participate in this thank you festival, I used all the company's annual leave! I once missed the first Chinese Animation Festival hosted by the porter master , this time, I will never miss the first anime concert!"

"Ninety thousand!" The wealthy man raised the price ten times again, showing his domineering determination to win the ticket.

"Okay, deal!" Without hesitation, the man threw away his morals and replied immediately.

Sure enough, all rejections were just because the price given was not enough.

Unfortunately, the rich man said angrily: "Get out!"

If you really spend 90,000 yuan to buy him, you are really SB. The money at home is not blown by the strong wind. He can still accept spending ten times, or a hundred times, unless he is out of his mind - it's not just that one ticket, there are so many people, there will always be someone willing to sell it.

This is the true portrayal of tickets to the Anime Appreciation Festival concert, which are hard to come by.

The second time, there were 50,000 pre-sale tickets, but the number of fans eyeing these tickets and some scalpers who wanted to make a fortune from these tickets was feared to be as many as 5 million.

Facing such fierce competition, one can imagine how anxious Mo Mo and Xu Yiru were.

Although mobile phones can access the Internet, how good is the signal of mobile phones and how can it be compared to optical fiber?

In order to ensure that this ticket grabbing is foolproof, they must return to the dormitory equipped with fiber optic broadband and use the computer area to grab tickets.

If it was someone else's class, maybe they would have skipped class, but this old man in art history may seem kind, but in fact he is extremely strict. He punishes absenteeism severely. Once found, he will not tolerate it. Failure is a trivial matter, and serious cases But you will face being "dissuaded".

What’s even more deceiving is that every time he calls his name, it’s just before the end of get out of class!

Faced with this cunning and cunning method, Mo Mo and Xu Yiru could only wait.

get out of class ends at 11:45. It usually takes ten minutes to return to the dormitory from the classroom. If you have to run to catch up, you can shorten it to less than five minutes. You must also turn on your phone and turn off everything that will affect the ticket grabbing. , log in to the website, etc.

After all, just to be on the safe side, it takes three minutes.

The old man's voice was slow and leisurely, with ups and downs, like a cup of strong tea, which was endlessly memorable.

However, Mo Mo and Xu Yiru, who were impatient, were not in the mood to enjoy tea at all, and watched the time passing by. They felt that their hearts were about to jump out.

After decades of attending classes, the old man has become very good at timing. As soon as names were called, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. The sound of the bell was like a horn of charge. Mo Mo and Xu Yiru picked up the books they had packed up and rushed out of the classroom at a sprint speed of 100 meters.

And almost half of the students had the same reaction.

They were studying in the newly opened comics major. All their classmates were fans of Porter. Mo Mo and Xu Yiru wanted to go to the concert. Which of them doesn't want to go?

In the last half hour just now, almost everyone in the classroom felt the same as Mo Mo and Xu Yiru!

They rushed out of the classroom and rushed to their respective dormitories without asking each other. They had the same purpose, which meant these classmates. They will all be their competitors for tickets!

"Eh? What day is it today? Why are everyone running so fast?" The old man put away his books, put on his coat, and asked with a smile when he saw a few students walking slowly in the classroom.

"Grab the tickets. Tianman's concert tickets are on pre-sale at 12 o'clock. If you are late, they will be gone." the student replied. Go out side by side with the teacher.

"Oh!" The teacher nodded. He didn't know about the concert, but he knew that Tianman was the most famous figure in Yenching University for decades, and he might be listed in the school's celebrity list in the future.

Dare to innovate, dare to be a pioneer, and always maintain his true character, carrying forward Chinese culture in another form. He likes He Chen very much, if he has any dissatisfaction with him. It's that guy who is immersed in drawing every time he attends his class, which is very annoying.

However, for the sake of him getting perfect marks on every art history exam and never missing class. He just let it go - He Chen knew everything he taught anyway, and it seemed like he didn't need to learn anything from him.

If my body and energy can support me in teaching for another ten years, I might be able to see my students listed in art history textbooks.

Thinking about it, a long-lost excitement arose in my heart.

"Then why aren't you in a hurry? Don't you like Tianman?" He asked the students who were following him.

"How is that possible!" Several people retorted in unison, "If it weren't for Tianman, we wouldn't be studying this major at all!"

"So, have you got the tickets?" the old man asked again.

Several people looked at each other, then winked, like children showing off good things to others, and said to the old man: "Teacher, we are telling you, please don't spread it randomly!"

"It's not easy to grab these tickets. However, the teachers in our weekly comic class are all assistants of the porter master. They all got some tickets. We have a good relationship with Ye Xiaoyu, so we secretly cheated them from him. ...No, I begged for it.”

A few people realized that they had made a mistake and hurriedly corrected themselves. Then they scratched their heads at the teacher and gave a silly smile.

The old man smiled and shook his head.

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru rushed back to the dormitory, out of breath. They threw the books directly on the bed, then immediately turned on their computers and closed all background programs, leaving only a browser.

Open the ticket booking page for the Thanksgiving Festival pre-sale tickets. This page is displayed dynamically and does not require them to be refreshed.

In the middle of the page, there is a countdown.

"Amitabha! The former porter God bless us, we must be able to get tickets!"

Xu Yiru put her hands together and prayed devoutly to the autograph that the porter gave them when they first met the porter, which was framed by them on the table.

Mo Mo rubbed his hands, breathed into his palms, moved his hands to speed up blood circulation and maintain maximum flexibility of his hands.

Time passed by second by second, and as soon as the countdown was completed, the interface automatically refreshed, and the green and white background gave people a comfortable feeling.

In the middle of the page, there is an option that says "Book".

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru waited for this moment, operated the mouse, and clicked on it as fast as lightning.

The world seemed to stand still at this moment, and Mo Mo listened to his pounding heartbeat.

Page jump...not "sold out"!

She entered the page to fill in her real-name information!

"Hahaha! Xiaoru, I got it!"

"Momo, I got it too!"

The two jumped up happily, hugged each other and cheered.

Anime Appreciation Festival, here we come! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)