Chapter 391 Infiltration

"The old factory director agreed?"

"yes!"

"You, how did you convince him? The old man is stubborn... Ah, the old factory director is firm in his stance!" Mark Xuan looked incredulous.

"A firm stance shows that you have faith in your heart. If you have faith in your heart, you will be easily touched by some things, such as children, Chinese culture... Maybe you are not using the right method. He is an old man who has been tested by the revolution, which is rare!"

Chen Qi sighed inexplicably and wanted to add another sentence: But often, the more people like this, the more stubborn they are when the tide of reform comes, and they are labeled as "conservatives".

Why did you go to Meiying to die?

It was just that the transformation was too late and failed!

The two of them arrived at the main building and entered the photography workshop. Mark Xuan called a man, also in his 40s, and introduced: "This is Wang Borong, our director. You have seen "Mr. Nan Guo", it is his work. "

"Oh, I have admired you for a long time!"

"Mr. Nanguo" is a story that is full of facts.

The cool thing about this animation is that it uses the modeling characteristics of Han Dynasty portrait bricks and stone carvings, which is simple, generous, elegant, and unique.

To say that being on Meiying is really awesome!

There are so many types of paper-cut animation, clay animation, puppet animation, and ink-and-wash animation in terms of technology alone. Paper-cutting and ink painting are unique Chinese techniques. Unfortunately, there are too few of them in later generations...

Wang Borong and Mark Xuan are obviously both young and strong, and have a very good relationship.

After explaining the matter, Wang Borong thought for a while and asked: "Who wrote the script?"

"Let's go out!"

"How many episodes do you want?"

"At least 100 episodes!"

puff!

Both of them complained, "Each episode is 3 minutes, 100 episodes is 300 minutes, and our factory's annual production target is only 400 minutes!"

"The opening and ending of each episode are the same, and the official content is only two and a half minutes. I want to watch one episode first. I don't need the opening and ending. Can I finish it in one month?"

"One month?!!!" they shouted again.

"Too long?" Chen Qi wondered.

"Are you kidding? It's too short!"

"Let's put it this way, there are 500 people in our factory, and each person creates about 1 minute of animation per year on average."

"Ah, come here!"

Chen Qi learned a sigh from his sister, what kind of planned economic efficiency is this?

He also thought about it. If he went to Meiying to do animation, it would cost basically 6,000-10,000 per minute. People on the Internet said that the total cost of "Calabash Baby" was only 60,000-70,000. This is pure nonsense. Each episode of Calabash Baby is 10 minutes, and the cost per episode is 60,000-70,000.

Don't think that making cartoons is cheap. It's expensive. "Havoc in Heaven" was produced in the 1960s and cost 1 million. It was 1 million in that era!

but!

This cost was determined by constantly testing the waters for artistic creation without market pressure. For example, "Havoc in Heaven" was made for three years, and hundreds of drawings were made for each drawing, and the cost was all involved.

What Chen Qi wants is assembly line industrial production, and something like "Idiom Moving Gallery" is definitely cheap.

"I don't ask for exquisite original paintings. A panda looks like a panda, a tiger looks like a tiger, and a person looks like a human being. That's pretty much it. The background doesn't have to be exquisite either, it just needs to be what it is.

I even give you the images of pandas and robots without you having to design them...

In a word, for 4,000 Hong Kong dollars per episode, do you want to do it? "

The original version of "Idiom Gallery" produced 180 episodes in more than a year. Chen Qi had already considered their work habits within the system and gave them an adaptation period, which was a serious letdown.

"Do you pay in Hong Kong dollars?"

Wang Borong's eyes lit up.

"Maybe there are some overseas remittance coupons!" Chen Qi said with a smile.

"Wait a moment!"

Wang Borong and Mark Xuan stepped aside and began to murmur.

"Can you finish it?"

"Sure, depending on what he means, you don't need to design too many movements and colors. Just have a good beginning and draw a few sketches that can be used again and again, mainly for dubbing."

"For 100 episodes, it's 400,000 Hong Kong dollars. It's a big job!"

"..."

The two looked at each other, then came back and asked, "Should the funds be given to the factory or to our group?"

"Can you keep the foreign exchange? Of course it has to be handled in the factory, but I will give you piece-rate wages and a certain bonus."

"We took it!"

"Okay, I'll start with my ugly words. The agreement we sign must be completed within one month. If it exceeds the time limit, you will be held responsible for breach of contract."

"no problem!"

Chen Qi left first and would send someone to pick him up later.

Wang Borong and Mark Xuan studied it carefully, and the more they studied, the easier it became for them. For example, the idiom "fake a tiger pretending to be powerful", a tiger's mouth opens and closes, repeats the action, and adds dubbing, it can last for several seconds.

The tiger's limbs are stiff and incoherent, which is fine. The point is not its limbs, but the moral of the story.

But when it comes to the works of Shangmeiying, wow, one continuous movement may require hundreds of drawings...

"Are we two enough? Why don't we find someone else?"

"Just find two more, young ones. The ones just assigned this year are good."

"That's right. Old comrades will definitely not do this job because they think the price will drop. And don't make this matter public, keep a low profile."

During the conspiracy, a group with the Young Zhuang Faction as the core was sprouting, and was pried open by an unscrupulous guy and slowly infiltrated.

…………

Chen Qi looked back at Shangmeiying and suddenly asked: "Have you seen "Havoc in Heaven" and "Nezha Haohai"?"

"Of course I have!"

"How does it feel?"

"Okay, very beautiful!" Xiao Yang said.

“But it’s not enough for an industry to only have such works. If animation wants to survive or even develop, it must be commercialized!

I’m digging into the roots of Meiying. Of course, I will do it on two fronts. On the one hand, I will produce TV sets on the assembly line, and on the other hand, I will engage in artistic creation and make movies. Animated movies are very popular overseas..."

"???"

Xiao Yang looked up with a clear and stupid face. Are you thinking too highly of me when you tell me this?

I can’t even understand it!

"Let's go!"

Chen Qi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have a day off and return to Hong Kong tomorrow... Oh, by the way, what day is it today?"

"Number 24!"

"No. 24...haha!"

He suddenly became happy, what a good life!

…………

September 24, General Assembly Hall.

Countless media at home and abroad are paying attention to this place.

There was suddenly some commotion at the exit. Security personnel from both sides escorted Thatcher out who had just finished the interview. She was wearing a blue dress, her face was solemn, and she seemed to be echoing in her head:

"On the issue of sovereignty, there is no room for maneuver. It should be clearly affirmed: China will take back Hong Kong in 1997...of course not today. We can wait another year or two to announce it, but we certainly cannot delay it for longer."

"The Chinese people are a little poorer, but they are not afraid of death when fighting!"

She walked down and saw the reporter first. She immediately smiled and signaled to the reporter.

And just as she continued to go down the steps, maybe because she was distracted, or maybe because she had just had varicose vein surgery and was not recovering well, in any case, she accidentally tripped on the stone steps with her high heels.

Her body suddenly lost balance, her handbag was thrown out first, and then her heels fell off...

"ah!"

Someone screamed, causing everyone's eyes to turn in this direction.

She fell down!

(No more...

Still owe one chapter. )