"Well, the drawing is very good, thank you for your hard work. This chapter is provided for you]" Wen Xun put down the comic manuscript in his hand and said to Aunt Niu in front of him. When he arrived in Japan, he rested for a long time and then came to visit Aunt Niu. Aunt Niu was still nervous and took the initiative to show the manuscript to the original author Wen Xun, with a very serious attitude.
After Wen Xun read the drawing, he had to admire Aunt Niu. He felt that the scene drawn by Aunt Niu was basically the same as the scene he imagined in his mind when he wrote it. This was also because he basically arranged it according to the comics he saw Aunt Niu in advance in his dream.
For those places that he changed, relying on Aunt Niu's skills, he handled them very well. At least looking at it this way, Wen Xun himself felt that it was better than the original version of "Fullmetal Alchemist" in the dream.
"No, it's because Mr. Wen's script is so well written. To be honest, when I read Mr. Wen's words, I felt like the scene you wanted to express appeared in my mind. In this way, as a painter, I can draw it It's also my job" Aunt Niu praised Wen Xun excitedly.
For this Aunt Niu, she first worked as an assistant for others in the past few years after her debut. Before that, she even published a short story by herself. At this time when success is urgently needed, it is a blessing to be able to catch the express train of Wen Xun. Although the royalties for helping to transform the cartoon into cartoons have to be shared equally with Wen Xun, it is not as good as getting 100% of the royalties for original work. But how does Aunt Niu know that if she draws an original comic, it will be a big hit? What if original comics don¡¯t sell well? Was he cut in half silently and unnecessarily?
Now that we are on Wen Xun¡¯s express train, it is basically a certainty that a single volume of hair comics will be published in the future. In this way, she, a comic artist, can also get a share of the pie. Isn¡¯t it easier to make money in this way than working alone?
And the most important thing is that Wen Xun wanted her by name. She went to the m¨¦nm¨¢o alone and recommended herself rashly, but Wen Xun still had the courage to choose her. Isn't it God's favor or something? Under such circumstances, what other thoughts could she have besides being grateful?
After talking to Aunt Niu, Wen Xun, accompanied by staff from Kadokawa Bookstore, went to the recording studio to select the theme song for "Fullmetal Alchemist". Please be familiar with the domain name. Choosing theme songs is also a very troublesome task. Kadokawa Shoten has chosen some songs by well-known singers such as Mai Kuraki. There are also many songs from semi-famous singers and newcomers who took the initiative to recommend themselves. demo sample.
Originally, these chosen jobs should have been chosen by the animation production company, but Wen Xun was so famous that he signed a betting contract when signing the contract. After he won the betting contract, he could follow the provisions of the contract. To fulfill the lion's right to choose.
After listening to the songs in the recording studio for almost the whole afternoon, Wen Xun almost felt sick. What I have to say is that Japan is indeed the largest and most high-end music mecca in Asia. The songs of the singers here are actually more in line with shounen animation. But the problem is, Wen Xun¡¯s book is not a juvenile comic
He still remembered the theme song he heard in his dream before. It was a song sung by a girl about his age. The girl and the band were in the big office in his dream, expressionlessly singing a song about moving forward stubbornly in the face of darkness. That song left such a deep impression on Wen Xun that it can even be said that it was because the song touched Wen Xun and made him feel that it resonated with him that he finally decided to write this story.
But it¡¯s a pity that Wen Xun didn¡¯t hear this song in the recording studio, and he didn¡¯t even hear the sound that he still remembers deeply. That voice is very pure. It is different from other Japanese female singers' voices that are artificial, deliberate, or pretending to be pure. Her voice feels pure, the voice of a girl with a soft appearance and a stubborn heart, and a bit of a boyish personality. , without any excessive packaging, without any cover-up to please the opposite sex.
Although Wen Xun can now hum the rough rhythm based on his impressions, and then ask the songwriters to come up with the song and then find a random singer to sing it. But Wen Xun himself still wanted to find the girl with a pure voice. As an author, he really wanted to express this favorite story in the most perfect way.
After spending most of the day in the recording studio, Wen Xun did not take the special bus from Kadokawa Bookstore. He just walked back to the hotel with Lu Yuqing. "Why do you want to walk back? Do you have something to tell me?" Lu Yuqing looked at the frowning Wen Xun beside her and asked quietly.
"No, you're overthinking, haha." Wen Xun replied a little surprised, "I just listened to too many songs and my ears hurt. The recording studio was not breathable, and I felt stuffy, so I wanted to Walk the streets.¡±
?With that said, the two people walked to a crossroads. Just as he reached the intersection, Wen Xun vaguely heard a burst of singing coming from behind the crowd waiting for the red light on the other side of the intersection. "Huh? Someone is singing? It seems like a singer?" Lu Yuqing asked happily, "Shall we go and have a look?"
After Wen Xun nodded, the moment the green light of the crosswalk turned on, he was pulled over by Lu Yuqing. Walking to the opposite side of the road, Wen Xun saw a girl not far away who looked about the same age as him and was holding a folk guitar and singing on the street.
This girl is different from ordinary singers. Usually singers put their guitar cases in front of them and open them so that the audience can put money in. But this girl strangely placed the guitar box in front of her, using it as a music stand. There was no place to put money in front of her. It looked like she was not selling songs, but singing for free to passers-by.
Slowly getting closer, looking at the face of the girl, Wen Xun suddenly felt a sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu. The girl in front of him didn't wear much makeup. She could basically be said to be hibiscus from clear water. She looked a bit like the girl who sang in his dream.
At this time, the young girl who had finished singing a love song began to sing a new song, "www.jtxsk.comv had the same feeling. When such a voice reached Wen Xun's ears, he only felt that someone was saying in his ears ¡ª¡ª"That's the sound"
Yes, the voice that reached his ears was the voice he had heard in his dream. It took no effort to find it without any effort. It turned out that the young woman he was waiting for was singing right in front of him.
After she finished singing the song, Wen Xun slowly walked forward, took out a Chinese business card, and said to her apologetically in English: "I'm sorry, I'm Wen Xun, an author from China, okay? Want to talk to you?"