An Yeming looked at he ma suspiciously: "how to change it?"


    He made a gesture with the horse on his chest and made a gesture.


    Amano Mingren: "do you want to be bigger? We are already very big. The biggest mannequin I have ever painted in my art class is to this extent. It will affect the overall coordination. "


    Okada''s expression was serious and added, "and it will sag."


    "Don''t be limited by reality, your imagination!" And the horse took out his momentum. Specifically, he raised the volume, "don''t be bound by gravity! Animation should be illusory! The * * which is big and not bound by gravity has the value to pursue because it cannot exist in reality! "


    Amano Mingren: "why do you feel so excited about Mr. Tongsheng? Do you think your disciples are not full enough? "


    "No, I think they are already very good. If they are fuller, they will have side effects. This is the limitation of real people." And Ma sighed, "human beings have limits. They don''t rely on plastic surgery. If they are fuller, they will be accompanied by problems such as small stomach."


    He talked to Marton and raised the volume again: "but animation has no limit! We can pursue perfection! "


    Then he and Ma picked up the pen and directly changed the concept painting given by Okada.


    "The waist should be thinner! Compared with the upper and lower circumference! It doesn''t matter if it becomes an hourglass! "


    Looking at the "hourglass" drawn by he ma, an Yeming said to himself, "it looks like the style of American cartoon. Does this exaggerated expression really need to be used in our Japanese animation?"


    He ma retorted, "what''s to worry about? Lu Bang III also referred to the style of American cartoons, and Astro Boy, the nose of Dr. tea, do you think it will exist in reality?"


    Amano and Okada laughed together.


    Dr. tea, the nose of a Japanese.


    An Yeming patted the table: "OK! Mr. Tongsheng is right! When I went back, I told Zhenben to change it according to the direction of the man''s dream lover, exaggeration! "


    He Ma was very satisfied, but he reminded an Yeming people: "what''s the man''s dream lover? This statement is too common. It''s called anima."


    "Freud and Jung? Yes." Okada nods.


    This is worthy of being the founder of the hard core house. The man who defined the tenet of the royal house does not cover his knowledge.


    An Yeming continued: "however, I changed this human design... I don''t think it can be reflected in our current script, because the heroines have to wear kimonos, which don''t show their figure..."


    "When fighting, you should wear combat clothes. Combat clothes can be tight. You don''t stick to those rules. Anyway, the background is modern. I told you before that you can make science fiction, such as strengthening your samurai with righteousness. It''s very touching!"


    He and Ma are talking endlessly. Suddenly, he finds that both Akihito Ono and Yuki Okada are frowning. At this time, he realizes that William Gibson will not write the neurowanderer until 1986, and then there is the science fiction classification of cyberpunk.


    This novel suddenly triggered a wave in Japan and gave birth to a batch of cyberpunk works, including the cartoon "shell attack motor team". Then these Japanese cyberpunk comics, in turn, affected the whole cyberpunk science fiction.


    That''s why there are so many Japanese in cyberpunk works.


    Interestingly, there are a large number of Chinese characters in Japanese, which makes Chinese characters an essential element of cyberpunk.


    Thinking that China became the most cyberpunk country in the world later, even the game producers of cyberpunk 2077 had to sigh that "the reality exceeded our wildest imagination" when they came to China.


    But now in 1981, there are no nerve wanderers, and naturally there is no shell attack mobile team.


    Even the movie "Blade Runner", which is related to cyberpunk and lays the visual tone of cyberpunk works, will not be born for another year.


    The original novel "bionic man can dream of electronic sheep" of "Blade Runner" is still a little-known "Street book", and its author Philip Dick is still in poverty. Next year, he will end up depressed before the film is released, and he can''t wait for the day when he is called a science fiction master by the world.


    Therefore, even the hard core science fiction fans such as Amano Mingren and Yuki Okada, who are very knowledgeable, don''t understand the word Yiti just blurted out naturally with Ma.


    Licking his lips with the horse, he realized that he had become a fluttering butterfly again this time.


    However, this fan has been blown out, so we just don''t do it at all.


    So he took a deep breath, and then solemnly said to the two people, "I once saw such a future world in my sleep. In this world, people use machines to replace their bodies, and the boundary between people and machines becomes blurred. It seems that the world is always raining. Environmental pollution makes the sky gray all the time, and the places you can see are full of strange neon lights.


    "Beneath the bright appearance, there is a cold and ugly reality. Robots have eliminated the human labor force, countless people are poor, and the unemployment rate and crime rate remain high. But in the same world, technological innovation has brought soaring opportunities, making everyone daydreaming all the time.


    "And I am a dreamer." Talking with Ma, the whole person started cyberpunk and recalled the PV Promo of cyberpunk 2077 he never had a chance to play again. In short, there was only one word: Jin! I don''t know if it''s the role of his star entry. Yukio Okada, Amano Mingren, and a Mao who plays soy sauce listened and became fascinated** Also fascinated, there is yuzao in the temple, who opened the sliding door in the corridor. She listened to the story with Ma until chiyoko stabbed her in the waist“ What are you doing? "Chiyoko asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito and a fly," look, my brother is fascinated? No, my brother is not particularly handsome. "“ No, I''m listening to a story. " As yuzao said, she let her hands move again and continued to dry her long hair - just as she held a towel in her hand, it was petrified. Chiyoko looked puzzled and gathered around the sliding door with a slit open. His ears were close to the door to listen. As a result, what he heard was "ghost", "can bionic people dream of electronic sheep", "the love between mechanical swordsman and virtual anchor" Balabala. Chiyoko looked confused and couldn''t understand it at all. It''s not that I don''t understand it at all. Chiyoko still understands the "cool" and "great" of yoshiji Okada, Amano Mingren and Amao. But she doesn''t know what''s cool. She looked at the temple suspiciously: "are you fascinated by my brother?" The temple smiled and turned to the porch: "I''ll go out for a walk."“ Now? It''s quite cold outside. Your hair hasn''t dried yet. Be careful of catching a cold. " Chiyoko said with a worried face“ Don''t worry, I''m in good health and won''t catch a cold. " The temple waved its hands. Chiyoko watched her go to the porch to change her shoes, shrugged, closed the seam of the sliding door, turned and walked to the bathhouse“ Bonaparte, have you washed it? I brought you dry towels. " She said** Yuzao of the Shengong Temple went out, put a towel to wipe her hair around her neck and stretched herself. The moon is bright and the stars are rare. The moonlight falls on the long hair of the temple. It gives some wet long hair a layer of silver. From a distance, silver hair is like snow. The temple began to hum the "passage song" in a low voice. While humming, it walked around the courtyard along the courtyard wall. Suddenly, across the courtyard wall of the temple, I saw a black cat standing on the other side of the road on the courtyard wall of a neighbor''s house that had been moved away for a long time. The black cat''s golden pupils looked straight at the temple. The temple smiled at the cat and went on humming. The black cat meowed, jumped down the courtyard wall and disappeared into the night. The breeze blew, the old cherry trees in the yard swayed slightly, and the cherry petals on the ground had accumulated a thick layer. Yuzao of the Shengong Temple sang a passage song, opened the cherry petals and walked slowly forward. In the distance, unknown birds sing lonely. Nothing tonight.