Tokyo Sound

The intermittent light of fireflies flickers on and off within a foot. Meticulous and detailed, overlooking the world, even the supreme control of light must be carefully grasped, and above that, it is so agile, without the slightest tediousness or stuffiness. The boundless power of vitality fills the whole body.

A Liang instinctively searched the information in his mind, and was finally amazed and shocked to find that this level and tension seemed to be a part of the vast ocean of animation works that made people stop and watch.

In terms of quality and finish alone, this is absolutely first-rate photography, with shots that work in perfect harmony.

——And the pinnacle of top-notch painting.

……

Kyoto Animation's first studio.

The lights in the conference room on the third floor were still on, and there was a lot of commotion inside. As insiders, they were shocked many times more than others.

After seeing the finished product on TV, Takemoto Yasuhiro pounded his fist on the table, his face filled with joy. Although everything was based on his storyboard, he was still extremely excited.

There has been a joke about "teaching you how to draw XX" since ancient times. First, make a rough draft, then color it, and finally add a little bit of details to turn stone into gold.

It’s pretty much the same now.

The two tried their best, burning themselves out to turn the rough draft with only lines and notes into a living world. The process could hardly be called carving, but rather the process of sticking dragon scales on the drawing paper was truly ingenious.

Kigami Yoshiharu sat quietly beside him, holding a cigarette in his right hand, which was covered with a patch, and just watched quietly.

Ten days, two people. An old man, a young man. Pencil and digital. The collision of tradition and new technology. The answer was this.

Kigami Yoshiharu let out a sigh of relief.

Although there is no plan to retreat to the second line.

But if this is the last blow before leaving the Shura Field of Creation, it seems completely acceptable.

Because he finally saw the beautiful scenery on the other side of the abyss that would be difficult to cross without wings.

Chapter 61: Boom Boom Boom

At this time, my parents have already gone to bed.

Highly saturated neon signs flicker outside the window, and the cold mist also takes on the inorganic and mechanical feel unique to artificial light sources under the Tyndall effect. Although Tokyo is a city that never sleeps, daylight and darkness are two completely different states.

The girl in dinosaur pajamas draped the blanket over her body and curled up into a small ball on the sofa. Her soft hair flowed out from the warm quilt. Risa Taneda held a cup of warm tea and watched everything on TV in silence, everything that was flowing.

From the moment my voice and his voice came out, the curve of my mouth has never gone down.

It’s so beautiful.

Even though I had a premonition and had seen it from the sky tree several hundred meters away, I still loved it and wanted to applaud and praise it loudly.

……

The front yard was bustling with people. A young man, holding a long umbrella handle and wearing a wide-shouldered white robe that fit him well but didn't suit his temperament, stood in a corner and yawned quietly.

The crowd suddenly made a louder sound and looked in the direction.

A young girl dressed in a solemn and elegant twelve-piece gown walked out slowly, as stunning as a bunch of bright colorful flowers suddenly blooming in a monochrome film.

The outermost layer of the twelve-piece kimono was orange, the inner layer was pink, then light blue, elegant and calm yellow and white, and the pattern was a wheel. Chitanda held a fan with a five-colored string between her clasped hands. After putting on makeup, she lowered her eyes and walked quietly into the shrine.

The passage of time became extremely slow and the noisy voices faded away.

'I shouldn't have come.'

'No matter what, you shouldn't have come.'

The young man opened his mouth slightly, always lacking motivation, and his drooping eyelids slowly lifted up. Passing through the warm breath and the fragmented winter sun, the shadow of the queen, who was so beautiful, was reflected in the center of his pupils, and the breeze blew gently and shook someone's mind.

"Because in the Mizunari Shrine in Kamiyama City, at about 11:45 a.m. on a spring day, Chitanda—"

The gray creed of youth is being peeled off by someone.

The energy conservation and peaceful life that people advocate are also being shaken.

"I can't think of a way to remedy this. All I can think of is a mess of bad, bad, very bad thoughts."

The girl's long black hair hung down her back, tied into a bunch with golden Japanese paper, and the overlong shoulder cloth was gently held up by people on both sides. The ministers on the left and right and the three female officials should have come out as well. But they soon blurred in sight.

When I came to my senses, I found that the young man had already held a purple umbrella for the queen in front of him and quietly blended into the queue.

The parade was very long. Men in neat clothes followed behind, playing flutes, and strong men playing taiko drums were also beating their drums with all their strength. Reporters who arrived early set up their cameras. Children who loved the fun ran by happily, and the elderly crossed their arms, looking nostalgic.

All kinds of people meet at this moment. Growth is actually about struggling to move forward and making progress in many ways. When you start, you may feel lonely and lonely. However, after going through the twists and turns, your achievements will be a diverse landscape.

A swaying heart was also swept into the torrent of youth.

……

"So many people acting simultaneously and continuously..." Nishiya Taishi felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but touch his forearm, "Can it really be done in two nights?"

Tourists watching, journalists filming, and a long line of puppets. Three groups of people of all ages interweave and even interact with each other. The characters' personalities are not stifled but ever-changing. They are clear and vivid, like a carefully choreographed movie scene, but they are all painted freehand.

God paints nature, so this performance is like someone holding God's paintbrush and unleashing divine skills on his own.

This is a devil, no, it is definitely a purgatory-level difficulty. Not to mention the time limit, generally, the original artist who receives such a suicidal storyboard will basically hold a butcher knife and go to the supervisor for a friendly discussion.

Not many people can draw it completely freehand.

"Six hours to be exact," Kigami said. "The workload is 6% to %, % for me and % for him."

Are you two still human? You must have modeling software installed in your head.

Taichi Nishiya wipes his sweat with the employees who are watching the premiere.

Ishihara Riki also looked at Takemoto Yasuhiro with respect. While performing his supervisory duties, he was also able to assist and complete the writing of these two people. His strong and comprehensive abilities were fully demonstrated. He truly is his destined rival and friend!

Yasuhiro Takemoto accepted all the envious and affirmative looks, sipped his tea, and said nothing, acting like a master. He already had the aura of a gold medal director, but... in fact, during this part, he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

……

The cold morning has passed, and now the sunshine is warm and pleasant. The April wind is still very cold, but this kind of coldness is not uncomfortable, at least it is just right when it touches the boy's hot cheeks.

Cross the Yuanlu Bridge. The team turned and headed upstream.

Pink quietly mixed into my vision, and I couldn't help but look up.

The girl at the center of the procession walked under the age-old Wolong cherry tree. Only 50% of the flowers on the tree were in bloom, but each petal was blooming wantonly, full of vitality. Under the blooming cherry tree, a beautiful girl in a twelve-piece dress walked slowly forward. The warm and gentle sunshine, the old tiled house that happened to be built here, the remaining snow in the fields, the clear river after the ice and snow melted, the melodious sound of gurgling water, and the flocks of birds flying across the sky...

All the ugliness seems to have disappeared here.

However, Chitanda had hair as long as a waterfall, and she had never seen such a person before.

From here, all I can see is that overly beautiful back.

'I don't have her voracious curiosity.'

"But now I understand that feeling."

'I really want to see her face now, to see the sunlight on her cheeks.'

The young man's face was blank, his heart was murmuring, every syllable was filled with trance and unconscious shame. His voice was warmer than the winter sun, and more delicate and beautiful than falling cherry blossoms.

Risa Taneda subconsciously covered her mouth and laughed softly in the quiet living room. She didn't know why she was happy.

……

"It may not be visible now because of land improvement, but a long time ago, this area was divided into two parts, north and south, by a wetland. It is said that the Changjiu Bridge was a swamp at that time. Our village was to the north and another village was to the south. Now the two villages have been merged into the Jinde area of ​​Kinabalu City."

"There is a Mizuna shrine in our village, and there is a Sakenoshi shrine in the village to the south. Although there are no land or water disputes now, the ceremonies of the gods are still separated in the north and south. Therefore, crossing the line during the ceremony is like entering someone else's house. Both sides will feel uncomfortable.

"Since this is a helpless situation, the worshippers of Sakushi Shrine will understand. Mr. Hanai and the other men who work as helpers understand this. However, crossing the border without permission will become a fuse for conflict, so they should notify the other party in advance. However, not many people have such a communication channel.

A bicycle, a boy, and a girl on the back seat.

Countryside, a small well, a bamboo fence outside the wall, clear grass and green water, and a stream in the woods to the west.

"I said 'it's no big deal', right? That's because, as long as I say I will contact the Sakushi Shrine, everyone can feel at ease and cross the Nagakyo Bridge to the south." The girl put her hands behind her back and changed into the familiar simple school uniform, as if the gorgeousness just now was just an illusion.

"I see." The young man was convinced, but for some reason, he couldn't look directly at the other person. He just lowered his eyes and said, "This is the demeanor of a famous family."

"Is that so?" the girl asked in a slightly higher voice.

The boy stopped, was silent for a moment, and finally looked back.

"This is just a small world, right? The northern part of Kamiyama City is called Jinde. I just coordinated with Kitajinde and Minamijinde. Oreki-san, I don't think this is unimportant, but it's not a big deal either."

The sun has already set over the mountain. The surroundings are shrouded in fiery red, and night is gradually falling. The girl's shadow is as slender as she is. It is so close, yet it seems difficult to hold.

"Mr. Koshinari's son seems to dream of becoming a photographer. To achieve this dream, he is currently studying at a technical college in Osaka. Oreki-san said that he wanted to see rare scenery, and I agree. So, he should be taking pictures while watching. On the other hand, I will definitely go to college after graduating from high school... But unlike Mr. Koshinari's son, I will definitely come back here. No matter what the road is, my destination will definitely be here - Jinde, Kamiyama City."

The girl smiled beautifully.

"Oreki-san, how did you choose between arts and science?"

"Ah, I chose liberal arts," said the boy.

"Why?" the girl asked.

"Because among the four science subjects, I like chemistry best, and among the four liberal arts subjects, I like Japanese history best. And compared to chemistry, I like Japanese history better." The boy shook his head.

"That's quite reasonable. That's your style... I chose science." The girl smiled again.

"Why? Your grades should be in the top five in the grade, right? There are many options for further study." The boy took a look at his beautiful friend in a plain white school uniform and looked away the moment their eyes met.

"I don't think it's so annoying or sad to come back here. The Chitanda family has a certain leadership position in Kitajin, and as a daughter of the family, I want to do my part. For this reason, I thought about what I should do in school. One way is to take the lead in cultivating crops with high commodity value and make everyone rich. Another way is to increase production efficiency with a strategic vision at the management level and let everyone get rid of poverty."

The girl's shoes gently kicked the pebbles on the side of the road.

"In the end, I chose the former and therefore chose science. Do you know what the most important reason was that made me make up my mind?"

"I don't know... I just think that the latter method is not suitable for you." The young man shook his head slowly.

“The direct cause was the commotion surrounding the anthology during the cultural festival. After causing you, Oreki-san, a lot of trouble, I realized that I’m probably not cut out for running a company,” the girl said with a wry smile.

"..."

Chitanda stopped talking, walked around the open road, and spread her arms in the air.

The sky had almost fallen into darkness, and a few stars had come out. But why, why was the color of the cherry blossoms still so rich, covering my eyes?

“Look, Oreki-san. This is where I belong. There is only water and land, and the villagers are getting old. Even if the hillside is neatly planted with trees, what is the value of the goods? I don’t think this is the most beautiful place, nor do I think it is full of opportunities. But…”

The girl put down her hands, lowered her head, and whispered.

"I want to introduce this place to Oreki-san."

The boy nodded subconsciously.

"Why?"

"Why is your heart beating so fast?"

“——Ahh.”

'A question that has been buried in my heart for a long time has finally been answered at this moment.'

It came out almost spontaneously, inconsistent with his usual style, he just followed the impulse and emotion in his chest.

"How about I take charge of the 'strategic vision at the operational level' that you gave up?"

The wind stopped for a moment, then began to sway again. The long-standing Wolong cherry tree rustled, a petal left the branch, and fish swam through the air. Those days of abundant sunshine and too much time are almost gone. Time is too fierce. If I want to go back a few years, how many years will it take?

"...What did you say?" The girl waited for a few seconds and asked curiously.

"—"

"But what's going on? I want to say this, but I can't. "

In the girl's hometown where dusk was falling, the boy was unable to speak his true feelings.

"No, it's nothing. It's getting cooler."

The girl widened her eyes in surprise, then slowly, gently smiled and shook her head.

"No, it's already spring."

At that moment, the sun was shining, the wind was blowing, and the temperature was just enough to melt the distance between two hearts.

The boy pretended to be brave and turned away, but there was an indescribable smile on his face.

His inner thoughts came out again, and this was also the last sentence.

"Youfeng knows, Baixue knows, Sakura knows, Qingshui knows, I know, and you know too..."

……

The wall clock was turned at an angle.

"Hello?" The man held up the phone.