Chapter 127: The Girl's Expectation
"Zhou Zhou, didn't you say that you moved the dean with your sincerity? Why do you still need to write a self-criticism?"
"This is Lao Li's share. The reason is that he cannot disturb his classmates during class." Hearing Jiang Xiyue's question, Linzhou raised his pen and answered in a low voice.
Just kidding, the dean of studies doesn’t matter, the key is Comrade Lao Li.
He had written a lot of self-reflection, and it was very relaxing to suddenly read one of them.
It's nothing more than apologies and words of shame, written back and forth, all you need is your hands.
After getting the answer, Jiang Xiyue didn't say anything. She supported her chin with both hands and just sat there blankly, not saying a word. She was very quiet.
She was thinking about something very important.
How can I present the finished chocolates to Linzhou in a unique way?
How about hiding myself in Zhou Zhou's quilt, popping out suddenly, and giving him a surprise? Or should I wear a maid outfit and pack myself into a gift box...
Eh?!
After realizing that his thoughts had gone astray, Jiang Xiyue quickly took out his textbook and pretended to memorize some words.
What's wrong with her recently? The thought just now made her feel like she was sending herself away. This is not okay.
Although I've watched a lot of free animations recently, she is definitely not free.
At least not now...
The girl pursed her lips gently, then took out the lipstick from her pocket and applied it evenly on her lips in front of a small mirror. In spring, her lips would always be a little dry and sometimes even chapped.
If Zhou Zhou noticed it, her perfect girlish image would be deducted points.
Biting her lower lip slightly, Jiang Xiyue continued to be in a daze. At this time, teachers usually let students review on their own and they can ask questions if they don't understand.
If it really comes to this stage, having a teacher is of no use.
After writing his self-criticism, Linzhou put the manuscript aside and glanced at Jiang Xiyue who was in a daze.
The little girl biting her lips looked more adorable than before. Although she was in a daze, her eyes were still bright as she stared at the countdown above the blackboard.
What is the idiot thinking about, the near future or the present life?
But none of this matters. Reaching out his cell phone and after simply adjusting the parameters, Linzhou took a picture of the girl's profile.
Because she forgot to turn off the shutter sound, Jiang Xiyue came to her senses and looked at Lin Zhou who was looking at the photos beside her.
The teacher sitting on the podium coughed softly after hearing the sound of taking pictures, "Linzhou, what are you doing? You have good grades, but you affect other students?"
"I'm sorry, teacher. I accidentally forgot to turn off the shutter sound. I will graduate soon and I wanted to take a photo as a souvenir." Lin Zhou, who was called by the teacher, quickly stood up and apologized.
After hearing this explanation, the teacher didn't say anything and continued to ask questions.
"It doesn't matter whether you did it on purpose or accidentally, just don't disturb other students' studies."
" Okay." Linzhou nodded and sat back in his seat.
Jiang Xiyue, who was sitting next to him, held up her textbook to cover her face, moved closer to Linzhou, and spoke in a teacher's tone.
"Did you do it on purpose or by accident?"
"I did it on purpose without any intention, but Yueyue is really pretty. I used it as my phone wallpaper." Linzhou glanced at the photo taken by Jiang Xiyue and replaced the original photo on the desktop with a new one.
The girl who was praised did not answer, but just quietly moved her body back to her previous position.
I still have to help look after the store this evening, but Linzhou said that Uncle Lin will be over soon to renovate the house next door and make some furniture.
You have to be more careful when you go out by yourself in the future. After all, Uncle Lin will live next door during the renovation phase.
Rubbing her cute little nose, Jiang Xiyue turned her head to look at Linzhou and picked up a random topic.
"Stupid Zhou Zhou, when is your birthday?"
"It seems to be the seventh month of the lunar calendar. I don't remember the exact day. Anyway, it's been a long time. I'll check it when I go back and tell you." It's not that Linzhou didn't tell Jiang Xiyue, he really couldn't remember.
After hearing this answer, Jiang Xiyue frowned and suddenly became unhappy.
Idiot, don't you even celebrate your birthday? Even if it was difficult at that time, you should still eat a whole bowl of noodles.
Frowning, Jiang Xiyue made up her mind to prepare an unforgettable birthday for Linzhou.
Since Zhou Zhou is almost a member of our family, it would not be excessive to be a little extravagant in preparing a birthday .
Speaking of birthdays, it seems like my birthday is coming soon...
When the time comes, just buy a cake and celebrate at home. No one else will be allowed to come except her and Linzhou.
Get some red wine, light some candles, and it'll create a great atmosphere.
However, the gift she wanted to receive was Zhou Zhou's birthday song. She didn't want anything else, like flowers and plants, or miscellaneous cosmetics, which were all useless.
I bought it for Xiaohui. She just needs to apply some water on herself. It makes her look younger than any cosmetics.
Then just look forward to it a little. If Zhou Zhou doesn’t sing, then just use some persistent tactics. I just want to listen anyway.
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While the girl was looking forward to her birthday, Linzhou was already lying on the table, flipping through the textbook of ancient poems that must be memorized.
Daily life in the third year of high school is boring and tedious.
Apart from studying, all that was left was a soul that was still boiling with passion. Although he was reading the textbooks, Linzhou was still thinking about making animations. Recently, the video bloggers were particularly enthusiastic.
No matter it is original or secondary, even if it is not well-made, it can at least make people crazy.
At least the way of becoming a video blogger and then surviving by taking advertisements is not feasible.
Of course, there is another way. Take on outsourcing first, make enough money, and then use it for gambling. Nothing else is needed, just bet that the audience likes high-quality productions.
He would never think of asking Jiang Xiyue to invest money. It is not easy for a little girl to save some money.
Linzhou was in a daze, feeling helpless.
After all, this is the general environment now. Even those manufacturers backed by big IPs can only produce a large amount of products. Anyway, making animations means losing money, which is a recognized fact in the industry.
As for going abroad to make animation, that is even more unnecessary.
Having stayed in Jiancheng for such a long time, he has become accustomed to this place and it is impossible for him to leave.
Making games first and then supporting animation is also a bottomless pit. The game industry is not that good either. ACGN is more than half destroyed, except for the novels which seem to be okay, but that's just an appearance.
Considering this, Linzhou has completely thrown away the textbooks and started writing and drawing on the notebook with a pen.
Jiang Xiyue, who was sitting next to him, wrote a small note and handed it over after seeing what Linzhou wrote.
[Produce high-quality PV → Pre-sell a little bit of peripherals → Recruit people → Release the main film → Continue selling peripherals]
Looking at Jiang Xiyue's little note, Linzhou pondered for a moment and circled the second step with a pen.
There is nothing wrong with this model. The only problem is whether the audience will buy it. If not, nothing can be achieved.
“Can you guarantee that the audience will buy it?”
"Netizens are not fools. As long as your quality is acceptable, there will always be people who will buy it. At worst, you can just outsource it. No matter which company you put us in, we are all at the level of chief artists. I can support you!"
"Tsk... put away your abacus... don't try to corrupt my soul with money..."
