Akihabara Pioneer Road Chapter 208: 【The embarrassment of the photo session! ] {Thanks again Caterpillar! }
In front of the tram stop in Shimbashi.
Long queues at the ticket machines.
Shinkai City threw a thousand yen bill into the gold slot and pressed the "two hundred and sixty yen" button.
With a beep, a ticket slipped out of the ticket opening.
In a trance, he picked up the ticket randomly and walked towards the ticket gate of the rolling mill.
"Hey, your change!"
A girl who looked like a high school girl in line behind him stopped him.
"Ah, I'm sorry!" Xin Haicheng blushed and gathered the messy coins in the change iron slot in his hands, stuffing them all into his trouser pocket.
The reason why he's a little lost is because of the verbal agreement half an hour ago.
Thirty minutes ago.
In the cafe on the second floor of Neon TV.
Xinhaicheng turned off the video player on the laptop.
Linda on the opposite side and two other audience members, one old and one young, couldn't help clapping their hands, which caused the guests around the coffee table to cast curious glances at their table.
Xinhaicheng was also somewhat flattered and cramped.
The editor of Bird Island took out a business card of his own and handed it to the amazing young man in front of him. At this point, he really wanted to exchange business cards with this ordinary-looking, even some communication barrier, because his unique and wonderful works are for him He earned the respect he deserved.
Cartoon artist Aoyama groped all over his pockets from top to bottom like an addict, even took off his shoes and looked at his socks, then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't bring a business card today. That, Lin Sang, please lend me your business card."
After speaking, Lin Daye, who rolled his eyes, took one from his hand, and drew a picture of the famous detective Kenan with the ball pen in the store from the blank space on the back, wrote the name of the work and his own name and handed it to The owner of the laptop.
Xinhaicheng also carefully handed his business card to the two of them, and took the other's two business cards at the same time.
"Ah, so you are the editor of the famous Juxian Club, Torishima Shuhiko! Your name is like thunder! Long time admiration, long admiration!"
"Wow, it turns out that the famous detective Kenan is your work? Are you a contracted cartoonist for Lin Sang's AKS project? It's amazing, amazing!"
Xinhaicheng looked at the origins of the two and felt awe.
Lin Da also smiled and took the baton of the topic from the chat, looked at Xinhaicheng's slightly excited eyes and said, "If possible, can you also sign a contract with this studio? We will use the studio The resources are responsible for the planning, creativity, production and promotion of your animation works! Benefit from preferential treatment!”
This has to be said to be a veritable life-saving straw for Xinhaicheng, but after experiencing a series of obstacles and rejections, he habitually couldn't believe whether he was really favored by the goddess of fate.
Linda also saw that he was a little hesitant, leaned over and opened the command line window with the key combination "Tian" on the laptop, "papa" typed the letters "ca1c", and when he hit the enter key, The calculator that comes with the system popped out.
He typed a few numbers in the calculator's window, then pointed the computer to Xinhaicheng, and explained in his mouth: "The copyright of the works you made independently will be 100% owned by the studio for your promotion expenses, and the share will be as long as 5% of the royalties. For the works that the studio participates in planning and production, the copyright belongs to the studio and you jointly, and you share this percentage of the royalties.”
Xinhaicheng's expression froze directly, which was much higher than what he expected to beg grandpa and grandma with his works!
Isn't this a dream? !
I really met Bole, or a great nobleman?
After that, he verbally agreed to the studio director's agreement as if in a dream, and then handed over a copy of the Voice of the Far Star to the other party, agreed on the next meeting time at the Akihabara studio headquarters, and then himself Embark on a dream journey home.
He had already got off the escalator and walked to the tram platform, looking up at the unfathomable night sky, where the stars were shining like the quiet and mysterious cosmic stage in his short theatrical version.
Do distant stars in space really make sounds?
Is the unexpected affirmation and gain I received today an echo of the cry I made when I started stubbornly chasing my ideals a long time ago?
On the other hand, Lynda is also in the white Estima passenger car.
The editor of Bird Island is still full of praise for the new sea city encountered today in the co-pilot.
Linda, the driver next to him, also listened, nodding while holding the steering wheel.
Qingshan Gangchang, who was sitting in the back row, had already passed out, and there was a loud snoring sound from his nose.
Linda also looked in the rearview mirror at the passenger who had no choice but to pull three vertical black lines on the back of her head.
Today's harvest is not a big deal. The conversation with Neon TV took a big step forward in the animation version of Detective Kenan, and the editorial department of the publishing house and the comic writer were also quite satisfied with the conditions offered by the TV station. What is more worth mentioning is that Xinhaicheng, a trend-setter who broke the animation conventions, was accidentally captured on the TV station. He signed up to the studio with almost no resistance, and successfully opened up the animation business of his own studio. In this way, the "aks project" studio, which is enough for Akihabara, will have more space for exhibitions!
The editor of Bird Island brought back the thoughts of the great lord who was planning the future of his territory back to reality:
"Lin Sang, the cover photography I talked to you before, the location, photographer and other preparations are basically done. The previous scheduled schedule has also been faxed to you. You Is there any problem over there?"
"Well, thank you. The schedule has been arranged, and there is no problem at all. The filming of the idol girl group will be carried out as scheduled!" Lin Da also answered, turning the steering wheel and turning a sharp corner.
Aoyama in the back row slammed his body because of centrifugal force and woke up from his sleep unconsciously. He vaguely heard "idol" and "shooting", hurriedly wiped his saliva, and said to the two people in front of him dreamily: " Lin Sang, Bird Island Sang, don't forget to call me Qingshan if you have something good! Ang! Tsk tsk..."
Linda and Bird Island flashed a word in their hearts at this time: md...
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Juxiansha is located on the fifteenth floor of the Jimbocho main office.
A busy scene in the studio.
A group of people gathered around Torishima, the lead editor and chief editor of the filming session, and asked if they could help. They come from various departments of Juxian Club, and regardless of whether they are related to the young Running Comic Weekly, as long as they get the news that the idol girl group in Akihabara is coming to the publishing house to shoot the cover, they all come over with drooling faces and add their hands. Obviously it is to contribute to the group, but in fact, I want to see the demeanor of the young and beautiful girl.
"Torishima-san, what do you think I can do? I have good physical strength, otherwise I'll raise a reflector for the filming crew. This is my best skill."
A young editor from the literature department brazenly said flatteringly beside Torishima ~IndoMTL.com~ with his left hand hooked with his right hand.
"Ah? Haha... Editor-in-chief, you are here too. I, I just passed by, stop by to see if I can contribute my little power... Haha..."
I saw the young editor's immediate boss, a middle-aged editor with a serious face, who was on standby in the shooting crew with a reflector.
The two generations of middle-aged and young editors seemed to understand something, and the scene was awkward for a while.
"Torishima-san!" At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind the door, and a gray-haired old man pushed open the door and entered, shouting, "Where do you see this lifebuoy? Or I... "
"Editor, are you here too?..."
The two exclaimed at the same time.
Got it! The three generations of editors of the old, middle-aged and young have gathered at this shooting meeting!