Entertainment: You're asked to make a healing animation, but it will make the whole internet de

The online buzz has already reached a fever pitch.

The teaser PV for "Akame ga Kill!" surpassed 10 million views within twelve hours.

This should have been a resounding success in terms of publicity and promotion.

Until 6 p.m., a striking new hashtag suddenly appeared at the bottom of Weibo's long-dormant trending topics list.

#Zhang Shaohua's Long Post: Lamenting the Decline of Su Baijiang's Talent#

This 5,000-word article, penned by the owner of Shaohua Animation Studio, is titled "From Cultural Butcher to Fast Food Chef."

The bitterness in the words almost overflows from the screen.

"The whole internet is going crazy over that PV, but all I see is a coward who's scared out of his wits by the comments."

"Su Bai abandoned his artistic pursuits and, in order to cater to the market, finally bowed his head and made the most clichéd harem action anime."

"The monster-fighting and leveling-up trope, the female lead's infatuation with him is illogical, the character design is clichéd, and there's also the friendship and hard work from model operas."

"That old scoundrel Su, who could pierce the soul with his works, is dead! These days, all that's left of healing animation is mass-produced fast food!"

Although Zhang Shaohua's animation is not very good, he still has the ability to disgust people.

This article touched a nerve with a group of so-called rational and neutral observers and veteran anime fans.

On Weibo, dissenting voices began to emerge.

"Thinking about it, Boss Zhang's words, though rough, make a valid point. This persona is indeed too much like artificially sweetened saccharin."

"It's confirmed that Su Laozei has fallen from grace. He's been criticized by netizens so much that he can only resort to these overpowered protagonist anime to fool people."

"This is boring, I'm leaving. Even a dog wouldn't watch this kind of predictable plot.

A healing animation company, with a large open-plan office area.

The air pressure was frighteningly low.

Several new concept artists huddled around their workstations, whispering among themselves while staring at their phone screens.

"Have you seen the trending topics? Our company is being ridiculed as a fast food factory because of it."

"Did President Su really make a terrible move this time? Everyone was hoping to see him unleash a big surprise, but he ended up with a predictable routine."

In the office, a muffled thud interrupted all the whispers.

Shen Qingyue stood in front of her individual workstation and slammed her hand heavily on the table.

The office area fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to look at it.

Shen Qingyue's face was cold. Without even glancing at the new employees, she directly pressed the voice button in the company's group chat.

"You bite the dogs that bark outside too?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, possessing a power that silenced all discussion.

"Don't you know the quality of the storyboards we painstakingly worked on day and night? This is a hopeful, classic masterpiece!"

"The main characters march through the darkness, solely to sever the decay of this world! This is true bond!"

"Get back to work, all of you! Once the premiere ratings come out, we'll use those results to slap those sour grapes in the face!"

Send a voice message.

The group was silent for ten seconds, and then a long line of messages appeared, all in unison, flooding the chat with messages.

The sound of keyboard typing has once again taken over the office area.

Shen Qingyue bit her lower lip and switched back to the graphics tablet interface.

That Zhang Shaohua doesn't know anything!

When Tatsumi returns to the village in triumph, everyone will understand the true value of his victory!

At the same time.

This is the live stream of Fan Ge, a top commentator on comics, on a certain live streaming platform.

With 2.5 million online viewers, the screen was filled with comments.

In front of the camera, Fan slapped the armrest of the gaming chair, spitting as he spoke.

"Brothers! I'm so angry I can't even laugh! Zhang Shaohua's rage is utterly incompetent! He can't create a hit product himself, so he comes here to be a sour grapes?"

Fan Ge tugged at his collar and started yelling into the microphone.

"Fast food? Model operas? Screw them!"

"I, Fan, am putting this out there! I've analyzed this PV frame by frame three times! The character designs are exactly what I like, the art style is a game-changer, it's definitely a shoo-in for the top spot in April!"

"Someone even posted a comment saying that Su, that old scoundrel, is plotting something? That he's still hiding a knife?"

Brother Fan stood up from his chair, pointed his right hand to the sky, and looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

"I'm making a bet right here today! If there's a knife in this anime, even just a nail clipper that cuts your skin!"

"I, Fan, will order a wig and scissors on the spot, and I'll cosplay Hill and dance an otaku dance to apologize to you all!"

The screen was instantly filled with a flurry of comments.

Holy crap! They're going all in?!

[Screen recording complete! Boomerang warning, Fan-ge, you'll regret this!]

[Support Brother Fan! He's here to save all suffering beings; today, even the King of Heaven has arrived! This character is a pure love warrior!]

[Tonight at 8 PM, witness the old scoundrel's battle to clear his name!]

The top floor office of the healing company, owned by the boss.

Su Bai leaned back in the boss's chair.

On the opposite dartboard, an A4 sheet of paper was nailed to it, on which was printed Zhang Shaohua's long denunciation article.

The dart slipped from my hand.

The dart flew perfectly, hitting the mark right where Jiang Lang's talent had run dry.

Su Bai didn't bother to look at the piece of paper again, turned his chair, and faced the computer screen.

The number of people following the series on the backend monitoring system is growing rapidly.

Zhang Shaohua's press release was a huge boost.

By using the label of "hot-blooded and exhilarating anime," they directly kicked those casual viewers who were originally afraid to watch depressing anime into the pit.

This unpaid propaganda officer is doing a very good job.

7 PM.

Only one hour left until the premiere.

The official Weibo account for the healing animation released the final promotional poster right on time.

In the center of the image are the backs of three boys: Tatsumi, Sayo, and Ieyasu.

At the dilapidated village entrance, the rising sun shines overhead.

They pointed to the magnificent imperial capital in the distance.

Turning back, she flashed a bright and innocent smile at the camera, brimming with anticipation for the future.

The caption was only one sentence.

[Your dreams begin here!]

The moment the poster was released, any remaining doubts online were shattered.

Sunshine, dreams, and bonds.

With all these buffs stacked up, this looks like the standard setup for reaching the pinnacle of life.

In the art director's office.

Shen Qingyue looked at the poster on the official Weibo account, her chest heaving slightly, and casually right-clicked to set it as her computer wallpaper.

Every time she switched back to the desktop and saw these three spirited young men, she felt that there was still hope for the rotten animation industry.

She took the pressure-sensitive pen and created a new layer.

Taking advantage of the break before the premiere, she planned to come up with a congratulatory illustration for the finale.

The scene is set on the day the capital city was destroyed.

Tatsumi became the general and, along with his night raid comrades and his two original best friends, held a victory celebration in the village.

This wonderful thought brought a gentle smile to her face, and the tip of her pen moved nimbly across the screen.

It was exactly 8 p.m.

The main channels of major video websites have been fully opened up.

The homepage banners of Bilibili and Tencent Animation have all been changed to posters for Akame ga Kill!

The moment the broadcast started, the number of viewers watching online in real time broke through the five million mark and continued to increase at a rate of 100,000 per second.

The animation has started.

A clear and upbeat rock-style opening theme song begins.

In the scene, the entire Night Raid team is running on a sunny grassy field, with Tatsumi wielding a longsword, his sweat reflecting golden light.

The colorful bullet comments were layered upon layered, so dense that the characters' faces were no longer visible.

[Tears welling up! I just love watching harem anime!]

This scene is absolutely stunning! A shoo-in for a masterpiece of the year!

[Tatsumi, smash through the capital! Open up new possibilities!]

[Fan Ge got off the bus safely, hahaha!]

Anime fans across the internet are going crazy with champagne over the arrival of this action-packed anime.

Su Bai stared at the screen filled with expectant comments, his eyebrows remaining perfectly still.

He dragged the player's volume buttons to the far left.

Mute.

The loud rock music disappeared instantly, leaving only the soft hum of the computer case fans in the office.

Su Bai held the mouse.

The pointer glides across the sunny wallpaper on the desktop, depicting Tatsumi and his two companions envisioning a future.

Finally, it hovered over an encrypted folder named "Backup Materials" in the lower right corner.

double click.

turn on.

On the pure white background, only one image file lies there all alone.

Su Bai lightly clicked the mouse, and the file was highlighted.

[Sayoo and Iyeas's autopsy reports.jpg]