Entertainment: You're asked to make a healing animation, but it will make the whole internet de

There are only three days left until the premiere of Spirited Away.

The online buzz surrounding Su Bai's three-pronged approach has reached an incredible level.

Although Wang Zhongjun was furious, he was, after all, a source of capital, and popularity meant money.

It is impossible to reduce the heat.

But he has plenty of ways to disgust Su Bai.

At 10:00 AM, Galaxy Pictures, together with all its cinema chains, officially announced the pre-sale information for Spirited Away.

When countless eager fans opened the ticketing app, everyone was stunned.

What the hell?!

An animation enthusiast group instantly erupted in discussion.

I've searched everywhere, and all they seem to be shows at 6 AM or 1 AM?

[5% of screenings. So that's how the 5% figure works?]

This is outrageous! I was dreaming of working for my boss at 6 AM, and after watching the midnight showing, I'm completely exhausted!

As soon as the news broke, the hashtag #SpiritedAwayHauntedShows# was trending on social media after being bombarded with angry comments from fans.

This is a blatant humiliation.

Wang Zhongjun wanted to tell everyone.

I scheduled screenings for you, but they were all during unused time slots.

If the attendance rate doesn't go up, it's because you, Su Bai, are incompetent, not my fault.

The atmosphere inside Healing Animation Company was equally somber.

The public relations manager, Lao Zhang, was so angry that he paced back and forth in his office, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"This is outrageous! That old fox Wang Zhongjun is a complete scoundrel! He's clearly not giving us a way out!"

Shen Qingyue frowned as she looked at the scenes of the underworld on her phone, glancing at Su Bai, who stood calmly in the corner.

"What should we do? At this time of day, achieving an 80% occupancy rate is practically an impossible task."

Su Bai put down his paintbrush, looked up, and instead of showing concern, revealed a strange smile.

"Old Zhang, stop spinning, it's making my eyes dizzy."

Su Bai shook his head.

"He's getting anxious."

"Huh?" Old Zhang was taken aback.

"Wang Zhongjun is getting anxious."

Su Bai repeated it, his tone resolute.

"If he really thought we were bound to lose, he would have given us the normal screening schedule and then waited to see us fail."

"The fact that he's resorting to these underhanded tactics shows that he's insecure and afraid."

Su Bai's eyes gleamed with confidence.

"He's afraid that an animated film might actually create a miracle."

......

11:59 a.m.

Countless people are glued to their phone screens, their fingers hovering over the refresh button, their hearts pounding.

Brothers, are you ready? Let's test our speed!

[I've already prayed to that old scoundrel Su, please let me get one!]

[So be it! I'll just stay up all night!]

It's exactly twelve o'clock!

Pre-sale channel is now open!

Countless people frantically clicked the buy button!

However, the next second, everyone froze.

On the app interface, the ticket purchase button only lit up for a moment before turning gray and becoming unclickable.

In the center of the page, a loading circle is spinning futilely.

"Is my internet connection slow?"

Countless people subconsciously switched networks, and when they clicked back in, they were completely dumbfounded.

On the screen, all sessions, whether the earliest or the latest, are displayed.

The words "Sold Out" were written in large letters on the back.

From the start of pre-sales to the complete sell-out, it took less than five seconds.

After a minute of dead silence, the comment section of the official Weibo account for the healing animation was instantly flooded with messages.

[Holy crap! What happened?! I just blinked!]

[Is this for real?! Is there a bug in the app? All the tickets in the country disappeared in five seconds?!]

[With my typing speed from being single for twenty years, I didn't even see the payment screen! Su, you old scoundrel, you owe me a refund!]

[Protest! Strong protest! We strongly demand additional screenings! @AAA Galaxy Pictures CEO Wang, have you seen this?! This is the power of fans!]

Angry fans flooded the Weibo accounts of Galaxy Pictures and Wang Zhongjun, instantly turning the comment sections into a whirlwind of criticism.

Even more frenzied is the secondary market.

Almost instantly, scalpers selling Spirited Away products appeared on Xianyu (a Chinese online marketplace).

A movie ticket with a face value of fifty yuan was resold for five hundred yuan!

Even so, the links were snapped up in less than ten minutes.

Immediately afterwards, the price soared to eight hundred, then a thousand!

The hashtag #SpiritedAwayTicketScalpers# has once again become a trending topic.

Everyone was stunned by the scene.

An animated film scheduled only for screenings in the underworld sold out instantly during pre-sales, with scalpers charging twenty times the price and still unable to meet demand.

This is a phenomenal phenomenon!

......

Healing Animation Company.

Looking at the data report in the back office, Lao Zhang's hand holding the water glass trembled so much that he spilled water.

"The boss sold them all!"

"Customer service said the traffic at the moment ticket sales started was comparable to that of a top-tier celebrity concert!"

The entire office erupted in cheers; everyone was screaming and hugging.

Only Su Bai remained calm.

He looked at the chorus of lamentations from fans under the official Weibo post, thought for a moment, and then logged into his account.

Amidst much attention, he posted a new Weibo post.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

These eight short words are filled with boundless confidence and strength.

The fans were immediately reassured and left comments below.

[That old scoundrel Su is right! We are the spark!]

[Sobbing, even though I didn't manage to get a ticket, seeing this message made it all worthwhile!]

Just when everyone thought it was over, Su Bai edited the Weibo post again and attached a picture below.

It was a simple sketch he drew on the spot.

The painting depicts a creature that is entirely white, resembling both a cat and a rabbit.

It has long ears, and its big, bean-like eyes look incredibly pure and innocent.

Next to this cute line drawing, Su Bai added a line of text.

[Don't worry, everyone, the bread will be ready. Also, I promise my next work will be something truly healing.]

The moment this picture appeared, the tone of the comments section changed drastically.

【Ahhhhh what is this?! It's so cute!】

[You old scoundrel Su, you've finally become human! You've finally learned to draw something sensible!]

Those innocent big eyes, that fluffy tail, my heart is melting! Old Su, please make it your next film! Please!

I believe you! You said you'd definitely get better next time, let's pinky swear!

Seeing the comments section full of praise, Shen Qingyue couldn't help but come over for a look and asked curiously.

"Is this the character you're preparing for your next project? She's so cute! What's her name?"

Su Bai looked at the creature on the screen that was being praised by countless people, and the corner of his mouth curved into a meaningful smile.

"It."

He spoke slowly.

"Its name is Kewpie. It's a very cute thing, guaranteed to make you feel genuinely fond of it."

……

Meanwhile, at a branch of Galaxy Cinema in a certain city.

In the office, the sales manager was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, staring intently at the computer screen.

On the screen are their cinema's backstage sales data.

Spirited Away had a 4.8% screen share and a 100% occupancy rate.

Hollywood blockbusters released at the same time accounted for 40% of screenings and had an occupancy rate of 36%.

He clicked on the webpage again and saw the screenshot of the ticket being resold by scalpers for 1,500 yuan. His hands started to tremble.

Are these movie tickets made of gold?!

The office phone rang; it was the regional director, who sounded anxious.

"Headquarters hasn't given their approval yet, but you're on your own! Don't let the money slip through your fingers!"

The sales manager hung up the phone, his heart pounding.

He stared at the glaring 100% on the screen and then thought about the death order that Wang Zhongjun had given him earlier.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed the scheduling department.

His voice was a little hoarse from nervousness.

"Hey, it's me. Add ten more screenings of Spirited Away for me tomorrow!"