Keep it confidential
Wen Feihang and Fang Lian nodded in agreement without hesitation. In their opinion, it didn't matter whether it was announced now or in half a month. The important thing was that they had obtained all the places for this event. By then, everyone in Xingning City who used the subway would see their work!
For those who are still students and are about to enter the society, there is no better resume than this.
Just based on "The Little Prince", it is not impossible for the two to find jobs after graduation, even at an animation company that seems better than Qianli Animation.
Compared to the two people who did not hesitate, Mu Suxing thought a little more.
Combined with the memories of the previous life, the thoughts of this person in charge are not difficult to understand. After thinking about it, Mu Suxing felt that there was no need to refuse.
After all, "The Little Prince" is their work. The other party concealing the relevant information of "The Little Prince" is actually similar to hunger marketing. The purpose is to arouse the public's curiosity and make this short animation a hit in half a month. For Muxuxing, these can be said to be free publicity that comes to their doorstep.
Since it is beneficial to them, there is naturally no need for Muxuxing to refuse.
"Can."
The two sides hit it off immediately.
…
"It should be almost time for the announcement, right?"
"I heard that the selection results have come out. My family has some inside information, saying that the Cultural Bureau is full of praise for the selected works and is very satisfied."
“I don’t know which seven videos will be selected.”
"If nothing else, I'm guessing that Ding Shaoyuan from Sky Video is definitely one of them. His funny videos have always been widely circulated online and he has many fans. The quality of the video he carefully made this time is also very high. He will definitely have a place among the seven candidates."
Ding Shaoyuan smiled calmly.
Sky Video is an extremely popular short video app on the Internet. Ding Shaoyuan is the star anchor of Sky Video, with nearly 300,000 fans. Every video he makes can get nearly one million views on Sky Video.
Lost
Ding Shaoyuan had never thought of this possibility.
If he didn't want to increase his popularity, he would never have participated in this kind of writing campaign.
In his opinion, this kind of event was only prepared for those unknown producers and fledgling students. His participation in this event was already a dimensionality reduction attack, so how could he be eliminated
He had no interest in the so-called quota, but smiled politely and said, "No, no, the video that Brother Zhang made this time is also very good. If I were a judge, I would definitely be moved by Brother Zhang's video."
They were all contracted anchors under Sky Video, so they naturally exchanged some polite business words. After a while, someone outside the studio shouted:
“The results are out!”
"It looks like the results are out," one of them said with a smile, "Since we're here, why don't we take a look together?"
As a few people were chatting and laughing, one of them opened the official website of the Cultural Bureau for this call for papers. The latest news on the homepage was the result of this call for papers. He clicked on the webpage and was about to look for his own name or the name of someone he knew, but when his eyes fell on the computer screen, he was stunned.
“Fuck!”
"What?" Another person looked down and said casually, "It's just a subway cultural promotion event. Why is there such a fuss... What the hell???"
Seeing two people showing expressions of seeing a ghost, the eyes of the others also fell on the computer screen. The expected seven densely packed lines did not appear, but instead were simple and clear:
Metro Line 1: The Little Prince 1
Metro Line 2: The Little Prince 2
Metro Line 3: The Little Prince 3
…
Metro Line 7: The Little Prince 7
"How is this possible!" someone blurted out, with an incredible look on his face: "These... seven places were taken by one person? How is this possible!"
Ding Shaoyuan frowned.
"Does it say who the author is? Which studio is he from?" Someone asked, "Since he was able to get all the places by himself, he must be from a very powerful studio, right?"
Ding Shaoyuan's frown gradually relaxed, but he heard another person say in surprise: "The official did not release the producer's information, only saying that it was the work of a local college student."
College student
Several people looked at each other, feeling a little confused.
These famous short video producers actually lost to local college students
Ding Shaoyuan said in a low voice: "Can we watch the video content now?"
The man looked at the webpage and shook his head. “No, the official said that the specific information and the content of the video will be announced at the same time as it goes online at all subway stations in Xingning City in half a month.”
Ding Shaoyuan narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "I understand."
Half a month later
He wanted to see what kind of video it was that not only squeezed him out, but also took up all the spots!
…
To celebrate the successful selection of their work, at the strong request of Wen Feihang and Fang Lian, the three of them finally carried a large box of beer and went to a barbecue stall near the school.
All three of them were young people, and they had encountered such an unexpected surprise that their mood fluctuated so much that they inevitably drank too much.
Mu Suxing was not as excited as the other two. After all, he was a man who had experienced two lives. It was not entirely exciting for him to go back to his old job. For him, animation had long been integrated into his bones. If he had to say something, it was that he felt more happy and relieved to be back in a familiar field.
After three rounds of drinks, Wen Feihang put his foot on the stool and started to act crazy. Fortunately, his crazy posture was not particularly strange. He just kept singing old and unpopular songs from some unknown era.
Fang Lian wasn't much better, except that he wasn't as emotionally expressive as Wen Feihang. Perhaps there were only a few ways for a otaku to express his feelings - he chose to pull out the wallpaper on his phone that showed his paper-figure wife, and gave her a kiss, and then another kiss.
Mu Suxing didn't drink much, nor did he stop the two of them. He just leaned back on the stool and watched them make noise with a smile.
He knew that during this period of time, not only him, but Wen Feihang and Fang Lian had also been under a lot of pressure. One of them rejected an internship opportunity at a well-known animation company in the industry, and the other gave up an internship at a gaming company. They were probably scolded by their families a lot. However, even so, they never mentioned a word to Mu Suxing.
Now that the task is accomplished and the matter has come to an end, the pressure in the hearts of the three people can be relieved to some extent.
After dinner, Mu Suxing woke up the two half-drunk and half-awake people, called a taxi to take them back to school, then he walked out of the school gate, called another taxi, and went to another place.
A lot has happened in the past six months. He has been busy producing "The Little Prince" for some time. In a week or two, the school's support program will officially begin. During this precious rest time in between, he still has a lot of thoughts that need to be sorted out one by one.
Muxuxing chose to return to his home.
The home that once belonged to him, his father and his mother.
When Muxiuxing came back, the moon had already climbed above the treetops.
He took out the magnetic card and key from his pocket, and opened the iron gate of the community and the gate of the villa in turn. The room was dark, but there was no smell of dust in the air, but instead it was filled with a faint smell of tobacco. Mu Suxing was startled, thinking that his house was robbed, and subconsciously picked up a heavy object nearby: "Who?"
"You are quite alert. It would be better if you don't make any noise and look for opportunities carefully. You will alert the real thief if you do this."
As a familiar voice sounded, the dark room suddenly became brighter. The sudden light made Muxuxing squint his eyes instinctively. As his eyes gradually got used to the new light, the scene in his field of vision immediately became clear -
Qin Sheng sat casually on the sofa in the living room, one hand on the edge of the sofa and the other hand pressing a lit cigarette butt into the ashtray. This was the source of the tobacco smell that Mu Suxing had just smelled at the door.
Mu Suxing was slightly stunned.
It is not surprising that Qin Sheng appears here. Many years ago, Mu's father gave him the key to the villa. Whenever Mu's father and mother were busy with work, they would leave the young Mu Suxing to Qin Sheng to take care of. After a few visits, Qin Sheng got the key to the Mu family.
Mu Suxing's gaze swept over the man and finally stopped on the extinguished cigarette butt on the table.
Qin Sheng actually seldom smokes.
He was mature beyond his years, and in adulthood he was a master in business games. Most of the time he stood beside the goddess of victory, smiling politely. It was rare for him to be in such a frustrated state, let alone sitting alone in an old house surrounded by darkness, with an unknown brand of cigarette in his mouth.
Why
In other words, what on earth could have caused Qin Sheng, who was usually calm and composed, to lose his composure to such an extent
As soon as this thought came into his mind, Mu Suxing felt a little uncomfortable. He hesitated for a while and slowly walked up to the man. However, before he could ask, Qin Sheng pulled him down on the sofa and pressed him directly under him.
The cool smell of tobacco instantly dominated Mu Xuxing's entire sense of smell. He looked at Qin Sheng who suddenly approached him in astonishment. The other party held him down with such great force that Mu Xuxing had no way to struggle. At the same time, the man's cold right hand had already wrapped around his neck like a poisonous snake -
Muxuxing opened his eyes wide.
Qin Sheng, who was looking at him, had no expression on his face, which was rare at the moment. Instead, his dark eyes, which were usually calm, looked even colder and more sinister under the light of the night.
Qin Sheng stared at him without blinking.
“…Who are you?”