Mu Suxing didn't say anything. He raised his hand, and the string of keys with the 305 label turned a perfect arc in his hand, and finally fell steadily into his palm, displayed in front of Wen Feihang.
"Old Li has always been very demanding. After all, strict teachers produce excellent students. Don't feel discouraged..." Wen Feihang got stuck while talking. He looked at the key in Mu Suxing's hand and was stunned: "Fuck! Isn't this the key to Old Li's laboratory? Why did he give this to you?"
"No wonder they said you came out of Lao Li's office in a daze," Wen Feihang smacked his lips and said enviously, "If it were me, I would definitely float all the way back, okay!"
That’s Laboratory 305!
Even if other instructors were willing to lend it to him, Mr. Li would never lend out 305!
"No!" Wen Feihang came back to his senses and asked in surprise: "Why did you apply for a lab? Are you planning to make an original animation?"
"It's a short animation." Muxuxing corrected him, while recounting the subway culture collection activity.
When he said this, Wen Feihang immediately became interested: "This is interesting, add me in!"
Muxuxing nodded readily: "Okay, we will meet in front of the door of 305 this weekend."
As his roommate, he was very clear about Wen Feihang's abilities. Moreover, although the animation was short, the actual production workload was equally complex. With Wen Feihang's help, he could save a lot of time.
"What do you mean by adding you?" As the two were talking, another male voice rang out as the dormitory door was pushed open. The slightly fat boy frowned and said seriously, "I'm talking to you two, what are you doing secretly communicating behind Master Fang's back?"
Wen Feihang waved his hands with a look of disdain: "This is none of your business, Fatty Fang, just get out of the way."
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Mu Suxing smiled and shook his head. He had no secrets to hide, so he simply repeated his previous explanation.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lian also became interested. He straightened his chest and volunteered, "Short animation? I'm good at this. Add me in!"
Muxuxing said decisively: "No."
Fatty Fang was not happy to hear this: "Why? I, Fang Ye, am recognized as the best animation rendering expert in the school!" He glared at him and said, "Amu, do you look down on me?"
"Didn't you just get an internship as an animation renderer at Qianli Animation last month?" Mu Suxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but his attitude was firm: "Although Qianli Animation is not the top animation company in China, it is recognized in the industry as the most patient with newcomers. You worked hard for several months to get this internship opportunity, you can't give it up just because of the production of a short animation, right?"
Fatty Fang plopped down on a chair and said nonchalantly: "Would a talent like your Grandpa Fang lack such an opportunity?" How proud.
Mu Suxing shook his head, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore. He said bluntly, "If I say no, it means no."
It's true that he is confident in his work, but who knows if there will be any accidents? He knows that Wen Feihang and Fang Lian are upset because he got the support quota but was questioned by the whole school, so they want to help him, but he can't let his brothers give up the great opportunity of their career for his own short animation, right
Fatty Fang was silent.
It has to be said that Fang Lian's technology in animation rendering is indeed outstanding. In Mu Xuxing's memory, although Fang Lian later failed to become an excellent independent animation producer, he was a well-known animation renderer in the industry. His rendering technology, in Mu Xuxing's view today, is quite good, and it is no wonder that he was favored by Qianli Animation.
Most outstanding people are inevitably a little arrogant. Mu Suxing refused so decisively because he wanted to completely dispel Fang Lian's idea.
However, when Mu Suxing thought that he had successfully hurt Fang Lian's face and that the other party should give up this unreliable idea, the fat man gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Okay, Wen Feihang, since you are so shameless, I can't let you get away with it alone!"
Mu Suxing: “…” What the hell is 'being at large'
He was confused, but Fang Lian said righteously: "Since you don't let me join, I will also report Wen Feihang, that bitch!"
Muxuxing: “?”
Fang Lian snorted coldly, "Amu, you definitely don't know, do you? This guy's family finally used their connections to find him an internship at a gaming company, and he has to report tomorrow. If his father knew that he was going to stand up the gaming company, he would beat him to death!"
Mu Suxing was slightly stunned.
Fang Lian angrily accused Wen Feihang, then turned to look at Mu Suxing, and said unwillingly: "Mu, please be reasonable. We are all brothers in the same dormitory. You should at least treat us fairly and equally, right? We are all in similar situations. Why can he join your production team but I can't?"
Mu Xuxing looked at Wen Feihang.
The boy touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed, but he quickly said confidently: "If you lose an internship opportunity, you can find another one, but if you miss this opportunity to slap Lu Yue and his gang in the face, you'll never see it again."
Wen Feihang curled his lips, "I've disliked that group of people for a long time, as if he is the only one in the whole school who comes from a poor family. Just because he is from a poor family, does that mean he deserves to be given opportunities? It's so funny. All they do all day long in the forum is say that they envy Amu for being rich. Ugh!"
"This event is officially organized. Once the short animation we made is played on the subway bulletin board, I wonder what excuse they will have!"
Others may not understand Mu Suxing, but Wen Feihang and Fang Lian, as his roommates for three years, how could they not understand him
What about being rich and powerful, and being appointed by the school? It's simply a joke. To be frank, in these three years, Mu Suxing was the most hardworking person they had ever seen. Fang Lian and Wen Feihang had long been convinced of Mu Suxing's abilities.
Mu Suxing frowned and looked at Fang Lian again.
Fatty Fang spread his hands, looking fearless like a bachelor: "Don't look at me, I'm stating my attitude anyway, we are all brothers in the same dormitory, you can't treat me and Hangzi differently."
This time it was Mu Suxing's turn to remain silent.
He looked at Wen Feihang, who had a look on his face that said "I'm going to slap them in the face", and then at Fang Lian, who was acting like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore: "Are you two mentally retarded?"
Wen Feihang said confidently: "Yes, I am."
Fang Lian was not ashamed: "You just found out today?"
Mu Suxing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at the moment, but he had to admit that the seemingly stupid behavior of the two made him feel a long-lost warmth in his heart, and he was more determined to have the short animation selected for the program, which had not yet been officially put into production.
"Okay," knowing that it was impossible for him to convince his two stubborn roommates, Mu Suxing shook his head helplessly: "Then let's go together."
"Then it's settled," Fang Lian said immediately, as if he was afraid that Mu Suxing would regret it, "Then I will go and hand in my resignation letter to Qianli Animation now." As he spoke, he rubbed his chin proudly and said, "Come to think of it, I seem to be the first renderer who dared to fire Qianli Animation, right?"
"Yes, yes, you are so awesome." Wen Feihang said disdainfully. While searching for his parents' number in his mobile phone address book, he thought about how to avoid being scolded too badly.
…
Saturday, early morning, in laboratory 305.
"Do I need to remind you, Fatty? You've been wandering back and forth for a long time since we came in. Haven't you seen enough?" Wen Feihang raised his head from the animation script in front of him and said impatiently.
"Nonsense, this is Lao Li's 305, aren't you excited?" Fang Lian retorted, "Who was it that has been urging us to hurry up since early in the morning, and who was pacing around outside the lab so excited that he didn't dare to come in for a long time?"
Wen Feihang coughed lightly, lowered his head knowing that he was in the wrong, pretended to be interested in the animation script in his hand, and stopped talking.
"Huh?" Wen Feihang flipped through the animation script in his hand. The two of them had been familiarizing themselves with the operation of the equipment in the laboratory before, and had not yet formally started to familiarize themselves with the short animation script. Now that they had just opened the animation script, they could not help but exclaimed in surprise, and were amazed by the content of the script.
Seeing his reaction, Fang Lian also became interested and flipped through it curiously.
Fang Lian didn't understand those literary things. He just glanced at them casually and finished reading them quickly. After reading them, he was also shocked, but the reason was different from Wen Feihang's: "Wait! Ah Mu, how come you have seven copies of this animation script? And the contents are completely different."
"What's so strange about this?" Wen Feihang said nonchalantly, "In the normal industry, which animation script is not carefully selected before making a decision? The others should just be backup options. Even if we do a little more, there are still seven places, so there will always be one that can be selected, right?"
Fang Lian said "oh" and nodded in understanding.
Mu Suxing said, "Who said the other six scripts were backup options?"
Wen Feihang and Fang Lian were slightly stunned. They stopped what they were doing and looked at Mu Suxing in unison.
"Aren't there seven spots for this solicitation?" Mu Suxing raised his eyebrows and said casually, "I plan to make a series of seven short animations, covering all the subway lines in Xingning City."
Wen Feihang & Fang Lian: “… … … ”
This competition is different from the last on-campus selection. The scope of this competition is the entire Xingning City, and it is not even limited to the animation major. Even if Mu Suxing didn't say it, the two of them knew how difficult it was to get one of the spots. But now Mu Suxing actually told them that what he wanted to fight for was not this one spot, but the entire qualification for the competition
Fang Lian swallowed hard and said carefully, "Amu, what did you just say? The wind was too strong and I couldn't hear you. Can you say it again?"
Wen Feihang rubbed his ears and listened attentively.
Muxuxing laughed.
He really saw through it this time.
Today, I have twenty years of production experience in my previous life, animation scripts provided by the system mall, and now I have the support of a group of good brothers. Why should I be afraid
Muxuxing sincerely hopes and has enough confidence that a few years later, when someone mentions the choice of the two today, they will not gloat over their misfortune or feel regret and sorrow, but envy and amazement.
Ding, the main task completion progress +2, host, please keep up the good work and successfully form your own team as soon as possible.
Main task: An excellent production team is the basis for creating excellent animations. Please form an animation production team that meets the system requirements within one year.
Animation Director (1/1)
Character Design (0/1)
Background Design (1/1)
Color specification (color specification) (0/1)
Animation Director (0/1)
Art Director (0/1)
Original painting guidance (0/1)
Storyboard Artist (0/1)
Original Artist (0/1)
Animator (1/1)
Mission reward: one draw from the card pool ten times in a row, 1,000 achievement points.
Mu Xuxing ignored the system's notification.
He pulled out a chair, crossed his arms, and calmly sat opposite the two of them. Facing their doubtful looks, he raised the corners of his lips, with undisguised confidence and pride in his eyes: "As the first work of our studio, contracting the entire Xingning City subway line is barely qualified."
Wen Feihang leaned back subconsciously, not wanting to move too quickly, and almost fell to the ground.
Fang Lian didn't fall, but the way he looked at Mu Suxing this moment was as if he was looking at a monster.