Pokémon, but cultural invasion.

Even now, Huai De still doesn't understand why this talented new director would come to their little-known advertising company.

He seemed to have noticed her confusion.

Shortly after they sat down to talk, the other party revealed their purpose.

"My next movie needs a lot of Pokémon actors, and I hope your company can find a way to solve this."

"Secondly, I believe you have the talent to be a director."

Chapter 91 Offering a Knife to a Wonderful World

A large number of Pokémon actors?

It's not difficult for their company to put down the menu.

Movies that require a large number of Pokémon actors have become increasingly rare in recent years.

She was more concerned about the last sentence.

"Can I be a director too?"

Huai De, who had only ever been in charge of advertising shoots, couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, we can start as assistant director."

Quanshu gave her an affirmative gesture and said, "Unlike the previous film, which was confined to a museum, the new film involves many large-scale scenes."

"Our Tingxiang production team is newly established and we are slightly short-handed. We hope that your BW company can send someone to help us."

The success of "Night at the Museum," coupled with the halo surrounding Izumi Tree, left White with no doubt about the quality of his next film.

The pay is generous, the future is bright, and I can also hitch a ride on this ride driven by Quanshu.

The other party's words implied that they were grooming her as a key talent for the director.

Huai couldn't think of any reason to refuse him.

She carefully considered her words before speaking, "BW Company can meet all your conditions, but... would it be convenient for you to see the movie script in advance?"

This was purely out of curiosity for Edward, who works in the entertainment industry.

What will the director of "Night at Night" bring to the world next?

"Even if you don't mention it, I'm still going to show it to the prospective director."

Quanshu took out two booklets, one of which was naturally for the aspiring director, and the other... disappeared the moment it left his hand.

No one knows where Mewtwo is hiding, secretly observing.

"My... robot trainer?"

White read out the title of the script. Could it be a science fiction work?

Quanshu took a sip of coffee and said, "It could also be called 'My Robot Dad,' but I haven't decided which one to use as the movie title yet."

I was filled with anticipation, but when I opened the title page, I was actually a little nervous.

She saw a script today that could attract worldwide attention in the near future.

Perhaps because it was unfinished, the script only roughly tells the story.

Single father Hiroshi, his son Shin-chan, and his Pokémon live a peaceful life in Castelia City.

One day, after get off work, Guangzhi entered a strange massage parlor. When he woke up, he found that his body had turned into a robot and the owner of the parlor had disappeared... The story officially begins.

After watching only the beginning, Huai stopped.

Because the script describes Flying Cloud City as a place where even Pokémon need to work.

"Pokémon have to go to work? Isn't that too ahead of its time?" Huai asked cautiously.

Quanshu laughed heartily: "It's sci-fi style, you know, you get the idea."

"What about a battle?"

"The Pokémon here only need to go to work, they don't battle?" Huai asked incredulously.

Izumi nodded and said, "There are already enough combat elements in the world. I hope the audience can see something different."

"Ok."

It reminds me that "Night of the Wonderful" also doesn't involve much combat, which seems to be consistent with Izumi's style.

She continued reading and gradually became engrossed in the story.

As she continued to turn the pages, Huai fell into complete silence, until she finished reading the last page and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Is this story a little too heavy?"

If the first half of the movie was quite entertaining, the second half was more or less tinged with sadness.

White recalled the details, especially the last scene of the film, which was meticulously depicted in the script.

She felt suffocated just reading the text, and had no idea what it would be like to see it on the big screen or in a theater.

The audience... will probably cry a lot, right?

Thinking of this, Huai De's gaze turned strange.

Other directors try to make the audience laugh, but Izumi Kijima does something else: he wants to make the audience cry.

Both the setting and the storyline are blatantly stabbing the audience in the face.

Will tragic films find a market?

No wonder White was pessimistic; even in the golden age of cinema, there was no precedent for tragic films to be bestsellers.

People naturally prefer beautiful things and happy endings.

"The essence of film is to bring the audience an extraordinary experience, allowing them to experience the ups and downs of other people's lives."

Izumi affirmed, "The audience will be moved; I am fully confident of that."

The film also touches on the topic of cloning technology.

What is the difference between a clone with identical memories and consciousness and the original?

Unlike Earth, the Pokémon world boasts truly sophisticated cloning technology.

Even the creation of Mewtwo is a microcosm of this technology.

Quanshu hopes that this film can bring about some change to the world, just like "Night of Wonder".

"It's good that you have made a decision."

Once she relaxed, her mindset became quite stable.

In terms of talent and vision, she believed she was no match for Izumi. Since Izumi had said so, there must be a reason for it.

With a powerful mentor carrying her, she, a mere commercial shooter, can simply lie back and relax.

"However, the lead actor for the movie hasn't been decided yet. If you have any recommendations..."

Huai De's eyes lit up, and he blurted out instinctively, "There really is!"

“We have a new young man in our company named Black. Although he is not the right age, his love for his family and Pokémon is genuine.”

......

The two discussed the specific details of the cooperation, and with such a bright prospect, the cooperation went smoothly.

With a smile on her face, Huai left Warm Pig Cafe with a happy heart.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw two extraordinary figures walking inside.

One is Wanlong, a local Elite Four member with short, purplish-black hair, and the other is Sinnoh Champion with long, wavy golden hair.

Their outstanding looks and frighteningly high level of fame made them instantly recognizable.

She instinctively turned around to look.

"No way..."

Inside, the spring tree had changed its table and even pretended to ask for a new menu.

Huai was speechless for a moment. This famous director actually arranged to meet two groups of people at the same location, which can be called a master of time management.

Drinking two cups of coffee will definitely keep you awake tonight!

Huai De couldn't say anything too harsh, so he could only think about the possibility of the other person having insomnia, which he considered as revenge.

At this moment, Quanshu had just changed the table.

He opened his phone and calculated that Wanlong and Xilona should be arriving soon.

He originally planned to ask Wanlong to use his connections to apply for a filming permit in Feiyun City.

The owner of Feiyun Pavilion, Yati, is a kind-hearted person and will most likely agree to the filming.

Unexpectedly, not long after Wanlong agreed to the meeting, he said that it was a bit boring to come alone and that he wanted to bring Xirona along.

If it were the old Izumi suddenly having to face Hakuna-nee, she might feel pressured.

However, Cynthia's initial affinity in the friends list is now as high as 25 points.

All that Quanshu can say is: the advantage lies with me.

It just so happens that I need their help with some aspects of the new game.

The champion team has almost reached the top of the world, so the bond between them must be very deep.

Especially Steven and Metagross, Cynthia and Garchomp, a small game will definitely not be an obstacle.

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Chapter 92 The Fallen Genius

Feiyun City, Warm Pig Cafe.

This shop dates back to the last century and is known in the Unova region for its wide variety of specialty coffees.

Today, the old shop welcomed two special guests.

Izumi took a sip of the iced water the waiter brought when they changed tables, and looked at Cynthia sitting opposite him with a hint of helplessness.

She is tall and slender, exuding elegance and beauty in every gesture.

Her dazzling, long, golden hair was eye-catching; it was smooth, lustrous, and cascaded down like a waterfall.

The side-swept bangs slightly cover the left eye, but don't make it look gloomy.

Her facial features are soft and beautiful, her face is delicate, and the shadow on her left eye adds a touch of mystery.

Noble and aloof.

The female customers around them and the passing waiters carefully covered themselves, casting curious glances their way.

In their eyes, Cynthia's silver-gray eyes were like a deep, dark pool, serene and mysterious, befitting her champion status.

But Izumi-ki knew that wasn't the case.

Because ten minutes had passed since he handed the menu to the two of them and Cynthia started choosing her drinks.

Wanlong, who was next to her, had already put down the menu, but she didn't move an inch.

The thoughtful glint in those eyes wasn't the brilliance of wisdom, but rather a kind of mental struggle stemming from emptiness.

A normal person obviously wouldn't agonize over trivial details for ten minutes, but Cynthia is clearly not normal; she suffers from severe decision-making difficulties.

Yet, despite all this, she enjoys immense popularity in the world, and among all the champions, only Daigo can rival her.

Life is full of surprises; even a part-time actor who wins the championship cannot be said to have secured the most popular spot.

These two, who rarely appear in public, one digging for stones and the other exploring ruins, have managed to gain countless fans worldwide.

"Whoosh!"

Cynthia turned another page.

It's worth mentioning that she has already read it three times.

Wanlong knew she couldn't continue like this. If she waited for Sister Zhulan to decide on the drinks before starting the conversation, who knew how long it would take?

"Teacher Quanshu, have you decided what you'd like to drink?"