Chapter 1 I don’t want to draw a notebook!
A piece of news in the animation industry has become a hot search topic.
Mr. Tian Xinwu, an internationally renowned animation producer and winner of the Best Director of Animation Series for five consecutive years, died suddenly in the studio!
"Oh! I told him not to work so hard! The health doctor has already issued a serious warning!"
"The King of Scrolls is dead? What about the new work?!"
Netizens left messages expressing disbelief. An online memorial service was held with more than one million flowers laid.
However, a well-known animation critic, after typing out the most nostalgic words on the keyboard, turned around and told his wife: "Let's eat happy noodles at home tonight!"
A famous animation writer shouted at the runner-up trophy behind him: "That workaholic finally got himself killed! I can finally be the first!"
A female assistant who once worked under Teacher Tian Xinwu shouted: "That workaholic who played tricks on me is finally dead!"
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Parallel world, Tokyo, Japan.
In a dilapidated apartment next to the tram tracks.
"I really traveled through time. I am an animation director, and I also traveled through time and became a decadent Japanese man..." A young man with unshaven beard and disheveled clothes said to himself in front of a broken mirror.
This is Tian Xinwu who has traveled through time and is working hard to adapt to his new body.
The memory in my mind exists, and [my] name is Oda Shingo.
A student at Tokyo University of the Arts, his parents died in a car accident six months ago.
The drivers are also poor. If you drive drunk, you will be sentenced and there will be no compensation.
Losing financial support, I was forced to take a leave of absence from school.
Fortunately, I graduated from an art university and worked as a temporary assistant in an animation club to assist with background painting.
However, he was expelled because of his conflict with the comics teacher...
After settling some part-time money last night, I returned to the low-cost apartment.
Sudden death in the middle of the night.
Then, Tian Xinwu passed away.
"Okay, accept this new reality." Oda Shingo stood up, moved his body, and straightened his clothes.
I sniffed it, and the house was full of musty smell...
Look around the small, dark room.
Surrounded by all kinds of messy domestic garbage.
The remaining packaging boxes of seaweed rice balls were scattered on the ground. The mattress on the bed was yellow and scattered, and it was unknown how long it had been since it had been cleaned.
The most conspicuous electrical appliance is an old laptop computer that is so old that it comes with its own optical drive on a slightly crooked table.
Of course, the optical drive is still useful because there are some optical disks next to the notebook. The girl above is posing just like the scene playing on the laptop screen...
Correspondingly, there were piles of paper balls scattered in the corner.
"No wonder the zipper of my pants was open when I woke up..." Oda Shingo rolled his eyes.
He reached out and touched the keyboard.
The surface of the keyboard has greasy marks, and the keys have Japanese characters such as た, さ, は, か, etc.
Oda Shingo reached out to turn off the video, eject the disc, and put it into the box.
Speaking of CDs, Oda Shingo feels like he hasn’t touched this thing in more than ten years.
Unlike China, Japan has already eliminated optical discs. On the contrary, the optical disc rental market is still very popular here.
Boom buzz————
The roar of large vehicles passing by could be heard outside the window, and the old floorboards were shaking a bit.
Oda Shingo walked to the window and opened the curtains with several holes.
In late spring and early summer, the sky is cloudy, it seems like it will rain at any time, and a humid wind blows in your face.
The low-rent apartment is next to the tramway. The important thing about making the rent cheap enough is the noise issue.
Looking from a distance, you can clearly see the signs and notices of some small shops, such as izakaya, seafood donburi, sento and Maidreamin, all of which are shops with Japanese characteristics.
"What year is it now?" Oda Shingo frowned as he took out his mobile phone with a cracked screen.
The original person was too poor. Although the mobile phone was a smart phone, it was obviously cheap, and if the screen was cracked, there was no money to replace it.
At least it can be confirmed that the time is consistent, which is also 2024.
I checked the account, and it was consistent with my memory. It was only 76,000 yen. This is what I earned from odd jobs as a painter.
According to the consumption level of the poor in Tokyo, one month's living expenses are enough.
"Bad luck." Oda Shingo shrugged.
My original self bought a high-end house through my own efforts. But after time travel, it can be regarded as returning to before liberation...
Beep--the phone's line communication tone sounded.
[Oda-kun, the 30,000 yen you borrowed from me last time...]
This is a line message, sent by a young female colleague at the animation club where I used to work part-time.
Line is a popular communication software in Japan, similar to WeChat.
Looking at the phone interface, Oda Shingo was surprised to find that his hand seemed to be habitually blocking this colleague.
Well... with the help of memory, he figured it out quickly.
I have borrowed money from many friends and colleagues. Then, the original person never repaid the money he borrowed based on his ability, and also blackmailed many creditors.
"This idiot..." Oda Shingo rolled his eyes at his original form.
He immediately used the Japanese input method fluently and started with an honorific, and replied seriously: [I'm very sorry, wait a moment, I still need some time. ]
But after thinking about it, Oda Shingo immediately called again: "Ah, I'm sorry, I need a little turnaround time. Hi, I'm so sorry..."
If you need to apologize, it is naturally better to call directly and explain the whole story.
Especially if you don't pay back the money you owe, cold words are far less apologetic than words.
I hope this can temporarily appease my colleagues.
According to his personal nature, Oda Shingo did not promise anything in vain.
Putting down the phone, Oda Shingo frowned.
Japanese society is very group-oriented, and if there is a little more dishonesty, it will spread quickly. Once you become notorious among your friends, your social circle is basically useless.
"It seems that there is no hope for getting friends to start a business together." Oda Shingo sighed.
He began to think about how to make money.
The highest priority option is naturally the animation director that I am good at.
But... Oda Shingo searched the memory in his mind.
This is a parallel world.
Well-known brands such as Sony and Toshiba, many are consistent.
There are many different ones. For example, the name of the Japanese Prime Minister is completely different from what I knew in my previous life.
However, animations such as "Dragon Ball" and "One Piece" that were originally well-known on earth do not exist in this world.
I have a bright future in the animation industry!
However, although the animation works in this parallel world are different, the social atmosphere is almost the same as that on Earth.
Employment in Tokyo places great emphasis on qualifications. With his academic qualifications and resume, it would be difficult for him to join the production team, let alone anyone who would let him serve as animation director.
If I want to return to my old job as an animation director, there is no hope for a few years.
Moreover, the ability of an animation director takes time, and it is not a profession that can be easily proven overnight.
Oda Shingo does not intend to bury his major.
But the animation director has to endure it. It takes at least five years of working as an assistant to the director before he can be competent. Now he has no hope of even being an assistant. This is a waste of time and personal ability...
I turned on my computer to check, and the results confirmed my thoughts.
I have many ideas in my mind to make money in the animation industry. How do I get into the industry?
While thinking about it, Oda Shingo noticed that the calendar card on the table had his original handwriting.
This is a calendar card given away for free by the supermarket, with handwriting on it: [I want to become a cartoonist! ]
When he saw this sentence, Oda Shingo felt a vague emotion remaining in his body.
Are you obsessed with becoming a cartoonist? Oda Shingo memory search.
The original person has indeed been fond of comics since childhood. This is also the reason why he passed the Tokyo University of the Arts and worked part-time as a comics assistant.
By the way, if you don’t have enough qualifications to be a producer, it’s not a bad idea to start as a cartoonist. Oda Shingo suddenly came up with this idea. For example, the group of pure love Kisaragi hero, the wise man Shi Urushihara, the wise man Yuan Tengchong and the domestic strong bow Suilong elder, and Shira died heroically kami...
These pioneers, who symbolize various eras, have blazed many epic and tragic paths.
But good children cannot learn to draw notebooks!
Oda Shingo seriously thought about his career plan.
[Ding dong——] A prompt sounded in my mind.
[Travel benefits are given! 】
"Sure enough, there are benefits to traveling through time." Oda Shingo said calmly.
It wasn't a surprise, I didn't even pay much attention to it. He feels that the animation reserves brought by the earth are the greatest time-travel benefit. With or without a system, he already has a huge advantage.
【I am in love system in Tokyo...】
"No." Oda Shingo's face turned cold.
We’ve all decided to draw comics, who’s the serious person to fall in love? But no wonder I have a lot of knowledge about animation, and I still want to give him a gold finger. It has nothing to do with the animation I plan to do.
But since it doesn't matter, isn't this a waste of feelings? !
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The system prompts have been silent for a long time.
A background picture of a girl appeared, with twin ponytails, white hair, and both hands wagging her fingers, acting as a temporary system loading screen.
For a long time, after the system loaded with a shudder, a new prompt sounded:
[Correction, the Anime Demon King system has been added! 】
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[Episode 2 preview BGM, background dialogue sounds]
Who doesn’t like halo monsters? !
A gift package for newbies is distributed!
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Isn’t this still a book master? !
(End of this chapter)