I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema

Chapter 8 After the Hangover
The next morning, Nohara Hiroshi got up from the tatami, holding his head: "Ugh, my head hurts."

"Who told you to drink so much yesterday?"

Over in the kitchen, a pretty figure in an apron came out angrily, holding a spatula in one hand and pinching her slender waist with the other. She pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up and take a shower. You stinked all over last night and you still wanted to kiss me. You stink so much!"

Nohara Hiroshi regained consciousness and looked at the tall figure holding her waist. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I'm so sorry about last night."

That was Xiaoshan Meiya.

In response to Nohara Hiroshi's apology, Koyama Misae pouted and turned to walk into the kitchen. As the hot oil and water made a sizzling sound, she said in dissatisfaction, "Hmph! Hiroshi-kun, you should know that last night you did something even more abominable!"

"What?" Hiroshi Nohara got up from the tatami and walked towards the bathroom to wash up.

But Meisai didn't answer.

While making omelet rice in the kitchen, her fair and cute face turned slightly red, and she subconsciously straightened her chest.

The big hand that was extended to her last night and the words that he promised to make her happy during the kiss still seemed to linger in Mei's ears, making her feel so sweet that this was the peak of her life.

But as the strength of the big hand increased and Meisai began to feel numb, everything ended with the appearance of the snoring sound.

It really made Meiya unable to sleep well last night!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Misae watched as the omelet rice was being made, so she took out the small sausages that she had prepared in advance, but she didn't feel like cutting them into the shape of an octopus.

Instead, he picked up the dinner knife and chopped it a few times.

The sausages were sliced ​​on the chopping board.

"Whee!"

Misae suddenly bit her lower lip and smiled with a mischievous look.

When Nohara Hiroshi saw this, who had just finished using the toilet, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and shaved his face, looking neat and tidy, he couldn't help but feel a slight chill on his back.

"What's wrong, Misae?" So Nohara Hiroshi walked over and hugged Misae's slender waist from behind.

Feel the cutest height difference and the youthful and energetic figure.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Meiya..."

"You smell so good!"

Nohara Hiroshi couldn't help but bury his head in Misae's neck, letting his lips gently kiss the crystal clear earlobe, and making ambiguous sighs in her ear.

This immediately made Meiya's legs go weak, her whole body tremble slightly, and her face and ears became hot.

"Let's eat first." Mei Ya said while biting her pink lips.

"Okay."

Nohara Hiroshi felt the absolute advantage of being just 20 years old, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But, I have the final say on what you want to eat first."

……

TV Tokyo, Headquarters Production Bureau.

Suzuki classroom.

"Good morning, Nohara-kun!" As an office assistant, Kitagawa Yao was the first to arrive in the classroom and was working hard with a broom.

I saw Hiroshi Nohara coming to the classroom, so I greeted him.

But she was a little skeptical when she greeted him.

This Nohara-kun...

Why do you seem so tired?
"Good morning, Kitagawa-san." Nohara Hiroshi responded, then slowly sat down in his seat, holding his waist and leaning his head back. Thinking about how Misae ate so fast this morning, and how hungry she was that she ate sausages twice, he felt melancholy.

I felt like I could hardly bear it anymore.

Of course, this is probably because I drank a lot of wine last night and was in a bad hangover after a night of drinking.

Well, that must be the case.

Then, just when Nohara Hiroshi was resting, two young men, Minamimura Hoshi and Hase Michizo, also came over.

They greeted each other.

They just stared at each other and waited for the section chief Seito Suzuki to arrive.

"Why hasn't Section Chief Suzuki come here today?" Beichuan Yao looked at the time curiously and found that it was past the normal working time.

"Also, Deputy Section Chief Hashimoto didn't come either." Nancun Xing was also confused.

"What happened?" Hase Lu Zuo was puzzled.

This is strange.

You know, whether it is Suzuki Seito or Hashimoto Ichiro, they are both people who respect rules very much.

This is also related to the fact that Hashiji Ichiro was promoted by Seito Suzuki and was a close confidant brought over from the four-branch station under Tokyo TV.

The two have very similar personalities.

They are all very stable.

It's outrageous that he doesn't even come to the office during normal working hours!
"Could it be that something happened to Section Chief Suzuki and Deputy Section Chief Hashimoto?" Minamimura Hoshi pursed his lips, his face embarrassed. Everyone present, including Hasegawa Yuki, Kitagawa Yao, and Nohara Hiroshi, who opened his eyes and looked surprised, looked at each other, speechless.

"Forget it, why don't we get to work first." After a while, Nancun Xing also sighed: "At least finish the work first."

Coming to work is the most important thing.

After all, Section Chief Suzuki had already arranged their corresponding work content yesterday, so they just had to start working according to the arrangement today.

In addition, according to Hiroshi Nohara's suggestion, we can make the animation in the form of a slide show.

The drawing board is also ready-made.

With a little modification, it can be produced quickly.

So following Nancun Xing's suggestion, he and Hase Roku, the only two employees working, quickly got down to work.

Hiroshi Nohara also provided advice and guidance.

How was Neon's "Anzhiju" produced in the previous life?

Now you can make it any way you want!

Standing on the shoulders of the previous life's Japanese film and television industry, or the mature shoulders of the 21st century, facing the Japanese in this parallel world of the 20s.

It’s simply a dimensionality reduction blow!
"Siguoyi! Siguoyi!"

"Yoshi! Yoshi!"

While sighing, Minamimura Hoshi and Hase Michizou quickly hand-drew the first version of the animation based on the content and guidance of Nohara Hiroshi's drawing board.

This is called hand painting.

Now the neon animation production in the 90s has become quite mature.

How to use single hand-drawn paintings, connect them together to form a certain number of frames per second, and merge them with computer technology to form an animated film.

Originally this was a highly intensive and tedious form of hand-drawn animation.

And it is quite tedious and boring.

However, the slideshow mode proposed by Hiroshi Nohara completely simplified this animation production method, and instead seemed a bit like a return to the ancient times.

So it is simple to make.

In addition, Nohara Hiroshi's drawing board itself has completed the script and plot, and the setting is also very comprehensive. The comics themselves have also completed the storyboards and composition, and even the coloring has been decided.

All they had to do was follow Nohara Hiroshi's drawing boards and repeat over and over again to create a more coherent animation.

It's so simple it's outrageous!

After all, it is more complex than the animation production of 16 or 24 frames per second, which requires 16 or 24 hand drawings per second.

Now, it's basically one frame every two or three seconds.

In other words, it takes two or three seconds to paint a picture.

Could it be simple?
"That's amazing! I guess we can finish the first article of Anzhiju before the end of get off work today!" Beichuan Yao also expressed the same emotion.

But at this moment, the time had just arrived at ten o'clock in the morning.

Suzuki Seito walked in with a gloomy face.

Following behind him was Hashijita.

"Section Chief!"

Everyone present stood up and greeted them, looking at Suzuki Seito with a gloomy face, and Hashiji Ichiro who was following behind with a very unhappy look on his face.

Not sure what happened.

"How's the production going?" Suzuki Seito came to Minamimura Hoshi and Hase Rokuzo who were making hand-painted paintings.

Looking at the hand-painted paintings they made, he nodded with satisfaction, and the gloomy look on his face improved a lot: "The hand-painted paintings you made are very good. You must pay attention when you color them later."

"Yes! Section Chief!" Nancun Xing and Hase Luzou immediately responded in a deep voice.

"Nohara-kun." Suzuki Seito looked at Nohara Hiroshi.

"Here!" Nohara Hiroshi responded immediately.

"Come to my office." Suzuki Seito pursed his lips and slowly exhaled from his nose. He was in a much better mood now because of this powerful general who could help him turn defeat into victory.

When he opened the door of his office and let Hiroshi Nohara in, he also did so to his trusted subordinates.

Hashijita Ichiro, who is also his beloved disciple, said, "You should do your best too."

"I understand, Chief!" Hashijitaro nodded seriously, sat down to understand the production progress, and joined in.

But his face still looked worried.

"Section Chief Suzuki, did something happen to you?" Hiroshi Nohara closed the door at the signal of Seito Suzuki.

Seeing that Suzuki Seito still had an ugly expression on his face, he asked with concern.

"Yeah." Suzuki Seito didn't want to hide it from him, so he suppressed his expression and said in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Hashi Ichiro's promotion to third-level director was rejected, and the price of your Anzhiju copyright purchase was also reduced by 20%."

(End of this chapter)