Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 185 Songpai Association

Chapter 185 Songpai Association
  On the way to the Maoyan Cafe, Fujiwara was thinking about why it was suddenly animated while driving.

The comics are still being serialized, so it’s rare for the animation team to come to them. After all, Death Note was almost finished when an animation company came over and expressed its desire to get the serialization of Death Note. However, it’s not certain that any company would really care about the song. I am interested in traditional projects like this, and it is not possible to appoint an animation company to seek cooperation with the idea of ​​​​increasing the popularity of this competition.

"Could it be that some kind of competitive singing association came to find you?"

After arriving at the section of road near Maoyan Cafe, I found a spot to park my car, and then carefully crossed the road to the entrance of the cafe. Through the glass, he saw the busy Lai Shei and Lai Sheng Hitomi at the bar inside, and Fujiwara knew that he had really come to the right place.

Recently, they have been open no matter what time they come here. Fortunately, there is no situation where they only stay to guard the store for the next life. Moreover, when they learned that they were the boy who came over again and again to look for someone, they were not too worried. Surprised, the eldest sister even said that she roughly guessed Fujiwara's name after hearing it. After Hitomi knew that Fujiwara was the one waiting for her, she found it interesting, so she didn't pay much attention to the last time he had a date with her eldest sister alone.

After learning that Fujiwara was the man who asked her eldest sister out last time, she complained in her heart that Fujiwara Xinghai was a playboy who fell in love with everyone she met, but she didn't mention it because the other two sisters didn't pay much attention to her.

Fujiwara was also helpless about the fact that the person he liked repeatedly went astray. The person he originally wanted to develop a relationship with was Hitomi, but this idea went astray on the way to realization.

The curse of Saturday had been broken, and Fujiwara put down his guard and walked into the cafe.

Hitomi Kaisei, who was finishing writing down the list, heard the doorbell and turned around to see Fujiwara Hoshiumi who had just walked in, smiling in greeting.

"Good afternoon, Fujiwara, what do you want to eat today?"

"Good afternoon," same as before, but I'd like another cup of coffee. After saying that, he looked at the busier environment than usual and said doubtfully, "There are quite a lot of people today." "

"Well, there's definitely a bit more today than before."

After meeting more often, the three sisters became accustomed to such a frequent customer. They even figured out what he wanted to eat.

Xiaotong held the notebook and muttered to herself, 'two donuts' and 'a cup of hot cocoa'.
  After realizing that there was one more cup of coffee than usual, he was slightly surprised and said, "Hey, did you have an appointment with someone else today?"

"Well, I made an appointment with a friend to talk about something." Fujiwara said, looking at the wall clock behind Hitomi Hitomi, "She should be here soon."

After hearing Fujiwara's words, Hitomi Kaisei also glanced at the wall clock and thought to himself, 'Another girl? It seems that all of Fujiwara's friends are girls. ’

She remembered that Fujiwara also drank coffee and chatted with a woman here on Monday for a long time.

Fujiwara looked at Kaisei Hitomi's expression and seemed to have guessed her thoughts. He smiled softly and said, "This friend is indeed a girl, but we are just ordinary friends."

Afterlife Tong smiled slightly and said that he just asked casually and did not have any suspicion. She has learned that Fujiwara is a very interesting person who can always make different types of friends, but these friends are all female.
  Just as she was thinking about it, Fujiwara saw the editor, Ms. Asano, rushing over.

"Good afternoon, Miss Asano."

"Sorry I seem to be late."

"It's okay, I just came here." Seeing that the other party wanted to order, Fujiwara stopped him, "No, I've already ordered for you." "Oh, how can this work? It's you every time we meet. It makes me feel embarrassed to pay."

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two went straight to the point.

Before coming here, Fujiwara inquired and found out that the adaptation this time was by an animation company from Kyoto, which had produced some detective team-themed animations before. It can be said that they were completely new to the field of shojo comics, so Fujiwara had some doubts about it.

Although the price they gave was generous, after all, this was a work redeemed from the system store. Even if Fujiwara didn't publish it, he wouldn't be willing to waste money. If the animation is not done well, it will be a loss.

So Fujiwara put down the coffee in his hand and asked in confusion: "Why is the animation company in Kyoto adapting my comics? Aren't we in Tokyo?"

Ms. Asano smiled and explained: "Maybe it's because the Kabata Association wants to use this to further promote kata. Today's young people don't like traditional competitions, so they want to attract more people's attention through animation."

The purpose of any association is to attract a new generation of viewers to keep the sport going, so it makes sense to choose entertainment channels that are trendy these days to promote your sport.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara nodded and expressed understanding: "I see, this is a good way. However, I still need to make some modifications to make my comics more suitable for being adapted into animations."

If an association intervenes in the animation production process to promote a certain sport, then the quality of the animation will definitely be no problem, and there will be no such thing as being rough or bad.

The quality is guaranteed, so Fujiwara has no reason to stop this good thing that can make money.

Miss Asano clasped her hands and said in approval: "Yes, this requires Mr. Xigua to draw more character designs and scenes to make them look more vivid. At the same time, we must also pay attention to the time and not delay the progress."

"No, I have already conceived the direction of the story, and I should be able to draw it within the next period of time."

"That's good." After drinking the coffee handed over by the pretty female clerk, the editor had an idea in his mind, so he lowered his head and asked if he chose this place because he liked the pretty girl who just served the coffee.

Gossip is human nature, especially gossip about handsome men and beautiful women can make people full of curiosity.

Looking at the other party's obvious gossip, Fujiwara smiled slightly. He knew that his choice would definitely cause others to speculate and misunderstand. After all, they were here every time they met.

But he didn't care, "Actually, I originally chose to come here because of the pretty female clerk, and I wanted to take a look here more in the name of talking about something. However, my idea was not to pick up girls, but to be with her. Chat with her and learn about her story and life. But the most fundamental reason is that the environment here is good and the atmosphere is very artistic. Sitting here feels like visiting a gallery."

The paintings hanging on the walls of Maoyan Cafe are very suitable for the occasion. After reading them, Ms. Asano also felt that what the other party said made sense, "It's true, but are these paintings copies? Why do they look like the real ones?"
  "Really? I don't understand this very well. Has Ms. Asano done any research on this?"

"Well, my major in college is painting. Especially Impressionism. I think this is very similar to the style of the German painter Michael Heinz."

"Well, if you say so, I have an impression. The owner of this store seems to like Michael's paintings very much."

(End of this chapter)

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