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On the eve of the anime PV release.

Healing Animation Co., Ltd.

Several artists in the art team lay slumped over their tables, as if they had burned out.

In the adjacent post-production rendering room, the roar of the computer cases seemed particularly jarring at that moment.

Shen Qingyue stared at the tablet in her hand, her brows furrowed.

"Su Bai, are you sure we want to release a PV at this critical juncture?"

She threw her tablet on the table; the screen was filled with shocking Weibo headlines.

[Classical music titan speaks out again: Animation is a desecration of serious art!]

[A new healing anime? Probably just another gimmick to elicit sympathy.]

[Across the internet, people are mocking Su Bai! Can he overcome the hurdle of classical music?]

"Right now, there are people outside waiting to see us fail. Some have even started a poll on Weibo, betting that our film won't get a score higher than 6."

Shen Qingyue rubbed her throbbing temples, her voice hoarse.

"If the first PV can't wow the crowd, we're really doomed."

On the sofa in the corner, Lin Xi huddled up, clutching her violin case.

She practically lived at the company during this period.

Her little face was full of disappointment.

Although she believed in Su Bai's script, she relapsed into her old problem of low self-esteem under immense pressure.

"What's the rush?"

A lazy voice came from the editing room.

Su Bai pushed open the door, waving a USB flash drive in his hand.

His dark circles were heavier than anyone else's, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Shen, the campus belle, never try to persuade someone who is prejudiced."

Su Bai walked to the main control panel and inserted the USB drive into the interface.

"What you need to do is throw the facts in their faces and slap them in the face."

"Everyone, stop what you're doing."

Su Bai clapped his hands; the sound wasn't loud, but it had a strange appeal.

Dozens of people in the company looked up, their eyes somewhat vacant.

They were subjected to severe torture by Su Bai during this period, with every frame meticulously edited.

"The animated PV is finished."

Su Bai's finger hovered over the Enter key.

"Come and see what our masterpiece looks like."

Shen Qingyue and Lin Xi exchanged a glance and then leaned closer.

The other members also gathered around, dozens of eyes fixed on the large, dark screen.

"Click".

Su Bai pressed Enter.

The moment the screen lit up, there were no exciting sound effects, only a clear, crisp sound like a dewdrop falling from a piano.

That was the accompaniment of the piano, light and lively, followed immediately by the sound of the violin.

Lin Xi suddenly perked up her ears.

That was a piece she composed.

But at the moment the image appeared, she felt as if her soul was being lifted into the air by some force.

The picture shows a street covered with cherry blossom petals.

Every petal on the screen trembled gently in the breeze.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

Shen Qingyue's eyes were filled with surprise.

She covered her parted lips with both hands, staring at the scene in disbelief.

These are all paintings created under her guidance.

Every frame is filled with a feeling that is both familiar and strange.

The camera zooms in, and a black cat leaps down from the wall, startling a flock of birds.

Then, the girl appeared.

Her long, golden hair shimmered in the sunlight.

She stood on the hemispherical climbing frame in the park, holding a harmonica in her hand, and puffing out her cheeks as she played it.

At this moment, the background music suddenly swelled up, and the violin melody became cheerful and lively.

The camera angles switch rapidly.

The girl turned around and smiled, the light in her eyes shining brighter than the sun behind her.

Skirts fluttered, sweat poured down.

Across from her, the boy with black-rimmed glasses gradually shifted his gaze from blank surprise to a reflection of the girl.

The visuals were perfectly timed to the music, each cut feeling like a heavy blow to the viewer's heartbeat.

Cherry blossom rain.

run.

ensemble.

And then there's that line that slowly emerges from the black screen, spoken in the most energetic voice:

"Friend A, I hereby appoint you as my accompanist!"

"From today onwards, your world will become more colorful!"

A short PV of only one and a half minutes.

The youthful energy overflowing from the screen, the cloying sweetness of romance, exploded in this office.

The video ended, and the screen froze on a line of text:

[The most dazzling spring, dedicated to everyone.]

The entire studio was deathly silent.

After a full half minute, Shen Qingyue took a deep breath as if she were suffocating.

She turned her head and stared intently at Su Bai, her eyes actually reddening.

"Su Bai, did we really make this?"

"How is it? Sweet enough?"

Su Bai leaned back in his chair, a bright smile on his face.

"This is simply a work of art!"

Shen Qingyue's voice was trembling.

"The visual impact, and Lin Xi's music—it's absolutely perfect!"

She originally thought that "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day" was the pinnacle.

But after seeing this PV, she realized what it truly meant for the budget to be burning through.

It was worth the company's money and her hard work.

This is the result of their joint efforts.

A sense of pride welled up in Shen Qingyue's heart.

This is absolutely the most powerful counterattack against haters!

"This scene is so soothing!"

Lin Xi looked at the radiant Kaori Miyazono on the screen, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

She never imagined that her worthless piano playing, when combined with the visuals, could possess such a powerful and moving impact.

"This is all so wonderful."

Lin Xi muttered to herself.

But then I think of that tragic ending.

Her little hands unconsciously clenched again.

Shen Qingyue also seemed to be seeing through this beautiful scene.

I saw the final scene of the animation.

She pressed her lips tightly together.

As Su Bai watched the beautiful PV, a sly glint flashed deep in his eyes.

good?

Of course it's wonderful.

If this spring were not depicted so brilliantly, if Kaori Miyazono were not portrayed as perfect as an angel...

When all of this is torn apart in the future, how can the audience feel heartbroken?

The sugar we enjoy now is all for the knife we'll use in the future.

"Since everyone thinks it's okay."

"Go ahead and release it. Let the haters wake up."