Rebirth of the Father of Anime

During the summer vacation, Mo Mo and Xu Yiru did not go home. Seeing that the Cartoon and Comic Festival was coming, of course the two of them would not miss this festival, and it was too troublesome to go back and forth from home, so they simply stopped going home.

Moreover, the two of them also want to use their summer vacation to work part-time. First, they want to earn some pocket money for themselves and use the money they earn to buy comic books and peripherals for the animation festival. Second, they want to broaden their horizons and add the following life experiences to prepare for the future. The comics accumulate more stories.

"Momo, did you fill in the registration information correctly?"

Xu Yiru twisted around on the chair and kept asking Mo Mo, as if she was afraid that Mo Mo had missed something.

"That's right, that's right, but I asked you to confirm it 10 times before submitting it!"

Mo Mo looked at Xu Yiru helplessly.

Most of the other students have gone home, and they are the only two left in their dormitory. They are dressed in extremely "cool" clothes and have the air conditioner blowing on. They are comfortable and comfortable in this hot summer.

"Did you upload our comics correctly?" Xu Yiru was still worried.

Mo Mo sucked the pearl milk tea loudly, rolled her eyes at Xu Yiru, and said, "Don't treat me like you. I've never seen you so nervous in the exam..."

"How can the exam be compared with this! We have been taking the exam for more than ten years, and this is our first comic, so of course we are nervous. Do you think our drawing is good? Will everyone like our comics?" Xu Yiru worried about gains and losses. Said.

The two of them are working hard towards the goal of comics. This time they are participating in the animation festival not as spectators or tourists, but as participating authors, who want to sell their fan works at the animation festival.

"I don't know. It's useless to think about it now. I'll know it then." Mo Mo thought for a while and replied calmly.

She seemed calm. In fact, I don’t know for sure. After all, this is their first work, so it’s impossible to say that I’m not worried.

Registration for the Cartoon and Animation Festival booth ended at the end of last month, and exhibitors also submitted their works to Tianman for review, if there are no problems. When the time comes, go directly to the booth assigned to you. The printed fanbook has already been prepared for them at the booth.

"Five hundred volumes, can we sell them all?" Xu Yiru rolled on the bed again and looked at the ceiling.

As newcomers, they did not dare to print too many copies, and the printing costs were borne by the authors themselves. The two of them only had enough pocket money to print so much.

"Don't think so,

Have confidence! If we ourselves have no confidence in our comics, how can readers have confidence in our comics? You should think so, it’s only 500 copies, it’s bound to be sold out! "Mo Mo encouraged Xu Yiru confidently.

"What if you can't sell even one copy? Five hundred copies, how much does that weigh? We two girls..." Xu Yiru's face was full of worry and entanglement.

Mo Mo went crazy: "Ah! You are hopeless! Can't you think of something good? Life must be full of hope!"

Xu Yiru stroked her hair. Youran sighed: "Shobe failed to win the championship, Touma left for a foreign land, Makoto disappeared, Conan has not been able to recover his true form and meet Xiaolan, and the world of Digimon has been closed forever. Hope? Haha... Oops!"

Xu Yiru was complaining about herself and falling into self-depression. But Mo Mo suddenly twisted her tender waist, and she screamed in pain and jumped up from the bed.

"It's a good story, but why does it change the taste when it comes out of your mouth? You should think that everyone in Xiangbei has undergone tremendous transformation and progress, and defeated the extremely powerful mountain king; Xuecai has always been dedicated It was also rewarded; when Makoto finally left, it was replaced by a wish, and Ayu and others came to make an agreement; Conan and Xiaolan can live happily together; the world of Digimon will be peaceful forever... this way Think about it, isn’t it full of hope in an instant? If you forget to take medicine, just watch "My Neighbor Totoro" and "I Want to Tell You So Much", and your dark and bitter life will be filled with brilliance and sweetness in an instant."

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru were laughing and joking.

"Eh? There's a push!"

Mo Mo saw a pop-up window in the lower right corner of the screen in the distance. Then he got up from Xu Yiru and ran over to see what this push was about. Is it something related to the animation festival?

Xu Yiru was curious and ran over.

"We still don't know the name of the flower we saw that day...what was it?"

I have never seen such a long name before, and I can't tell its meaning from the name. With doubts, the two clicked on the link.

…

Although the animation of "Slam Dunk" has just been completed, it has been produced long ago. After "Slam Dunk", He Chen chose the short work "We Still Don't Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day" .

When "Slam Dunk" ended, the animation of "We Still Don't Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day" was basically completed. It replaced the broadcast schedule of "Slam Dunk", with one episode a day, just in time for the animation festival. The broadcast is completed.

Before the animation was broadcast, He Chen released the comic in advance to warm up the broadcast.

First of all, no matter what the story is, the name of this animation has aroused the enthusiasm of countless fans to complain.

"There are fifteen characters in total! This incredible name is the longest Chinese character work name I have ever seen in my life! If foreign languages ​​do not count letters but the number of words, I am afraid no one can compare with the master's work. work!"

"Today's society is really impetuous. Even the great masters are not exempt from vulgarity and have learned how to save face. Can a long name turn an ordinary work into a classic? People's hearts are not ancient, and I can't help but fall into the transfer A big wave of work.”

"What a group of people, what a mess! There's a secret behind this name, and none of you can figure it out! It's useless for you to claim to be fans of the master, and I'm ashamed to be associated with you!" Suddenly someone jumped out of the comments, his words domineering. Leak, with an arrogant and arrogant attitude that despises fans all over the world.

"Hell, map cannon! Then tell me, what's the mystery behind this long name?" Being aroused by these words, some people couldn't sit still and immediately stepped forward to fight.

If this were in a live arena, this would definitely appear:

I saw the Long Aotian player standing on the ring, looking down at the crowd, smiling coldly, then raising his head slightly, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, standing with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "These fifteen words are the way of heaven. The art is beyond the reach of human beings. I have only glimpsed a few of them, but I have benefited immensely and have attained the great truth! You have been practicing the art of animation for several years, but you don’t even know the profound meaning of the master! The wisdom of ordinary people!"

"Hey! A nameless madman, how dare you despise the heroes of the world. These fifteen words are all ordinary words, what are the precious words? However, since you have already seen a few things, why don't you argue with the world. Dao or evil? Just argue. You'll know!" But he saw a man leaping out from the crowd, with a quick mind and angry words, or with the intention of provoking him, and confronting him tit for tat.

Long Aotian took a step forward, and his fierce momentum suddenly burst out. The face of the person facing him was horrified. He had such power before taking action. This person is extraordinary!

"The word 'we' has already said that the main character is not one person. It is a common sentence, but it is emphasized here, which proves that there must be entanglements between the main characters!" Long Aotian's voice suddenly took on an incomparable tone. With great power, it turned into a huge fist and hit the man. There was no way to avoid him on the ring. Facing such a fierce offensive, the man couldn't find any loopholes and was knocked off the ring by the sonic punch.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the ground with one hand and covering his chest with the other. Qi and blood surged in his body, his face turned dark red, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed out from his sore throat, touching a large mouthful of blood.

With just one move, the arena was stained with blood. The man looked at Long Aotian, who was like a mountain in the middle of the arena, and the brightness in his eyes gradually disappeared: "I actually have this intention! I have been searching for the way of heaven in vain, but I didn't know it was right in front of me... "

"This is just your family's words, a number of evil ways, how can you mess up my supreme avenue!" Another person jumped out.

Long Aotian glanced at it lightly and said: "'Still' means a continuous state, and 'Wei' contains the meaning of regret. When the two words are combined, the regret remains the same, and the way of heaven remains unchanged!"

The tone was calm, but it was like two sharp flying needles piercing the man's eyes.

However, the man did not dodge, but stood there blankly. There was blood in his blinded eyes, like two lines of blood and tears. He smiled miserably: "I didn't know that there was such a profound meaning. What's the use of these eyes!"

"Presumptuous..." Three more people rushed out.

Long Aotian laughed loudly: "'Know' shows the hidden meaning."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and it was swept away by the strong wind.

"I……"

"come together!"

Long Aotian pointed his finger to the sky: "'That day' means that it is the past, echoing the past, and a regret that cannot be changed!"

The color of the sky and the earth changed, like the power of heaven, and those who rushed to the ring were directly pressed to the ring.

And those who were further away could not stand and fell to the ground.

“‘What they saw’ proves that everything is their personal experience.”

puff!

The people in the ring were unconscious, and the person with the highest strength also had a pale face, sitting on a chair, unable to resist.

"'Flower' looks like a flower but not a flower..."

"'Name', all cause and effect..."

Long Aotian's word by word, the ups and downs of his voice, carried the power of heaven and earth, spreading throughout the universe. When he finished everything, the place that had seemed to have been reduced to ashes actually sprouted vigorous vitality, and pink blossoms sprouted. Little flowers emerged from the earth.

The breeze blows on my face, filled with the power of life.

The comatose people slowly woke up one by one, as if waking up from a big dream, and looked at each other. Unexpectedly, tears burst into their faces. All the previous injuries were healed without treatment!

There seems to be something inside the body that has taken root and sprouted.

They suddenly turned around and looked at the ring. Long Aotian was actually covered in colorful rays of light and was floating away in the wind.

All the people waiting felt something in their hearts, and facing the direction of Long Aotian, they said gratefully in unison:

"Have a good trip, veteran driver! Good people have a safe life!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please to read.)