According to the past practice, after an anime is played, it will become a topic for everyone after dinner. The anime can theoretically be heard in the streets and alleys for a while. As a result, after the broadcast of "The Girl's Last Journey", it will be in the public There are very few people discussing this anime on occasion.
This is mainly because this anime is really too gloomy.
At first, some people tried to mention it, but the person who took the initiative to mention the anime received unanimous grievances and even beatings. Then, after this day, the public places outside, the pub, the restaurant, the tea party of the nobles, were all peaceful. Quiet, as if this anime had never been broadcast.
Although it is so calm on the surface, in fact this animation has deeply entered everyone's heart and will continue to affect the mood of the audience for a period of time. Then how to develop this IP and how to develop its commercial value-now it is no longer necessary for Hill to deal with it once. The people under his hands have already divided the labor and started to act, and Hill only needs to do it. Just look at it.
As for Hill himself, what needs to be responsible is how to take the anti-war thought and concept further into the hearts of the people.
After all, it is impossible for all audiences to be so delicate, it is impossible for all audiences to experience the feeling inside well, and some details are also ignored. In this case, everyone will not experience the anime in place. emotion.
It is true that this work is very delicate and detailed, which turns out to be a shortcoming for some careless people. In response to this, Hill launched an activity to find details. Because it is the first time for such an event to be held, he personally wrote the copy and the event process. The specific content is to dig out the details in the animation, and then there are various awards, and the participation in this event is very, very high. In addition to digging out the original details, the contributor also added a lot of new connotations, that is, the original author may say "I didn't think so much" after reading it...
Anyway, the ones that felt more meaningful in the end were all published.
The conduct of this activity itself means in-depth exploration and thinking about the connotation of animation. Many people felt shocked or even more than the feeling of watching animation at that time.
Under such circumstances, human beings finally began to discuss this anime publicly, and this anime has the "hotness" it should have because of this.
The voice of anti-war and peace is getting louder and louder. Under such circumstances, Hill directly advocated the establishment of a World Peace Day, and then received the common support of humans and demons.
dusk. Sunset.
When on earth, Hill always felt that the most common thing in reality that was closest to the appearance of magical things was sunset. The gorgeous colors spread across the vast sky, penetrating through the layers of clouds and fog, rendering an incomparably magnificent bright color.
Hill and Ice Emperor Claude were enjoying the scenery on the terrace. Lich Aligeli stood in the shadow of the wall, his cloak was windless, and a faint black mist floated below.
"There are more and more festivals." Ice Emperor Claude said with emotion.
World Peace Day, Aviation Festival, Fireworks Festival...
"Um."
Hill's gaze still stayed on the sunset. Back then, he felt that the sunset was psychedelic and beautiful. Now he has seen a lot of magical scenery in the true sense, but the sunset is not inferior at all. Always be in awe of nature, he thought that in a while, he could start guiding in this respect. Hmm... Hayao Miyazaki's work can be moved out.
"There are more and more festivals, which means there are more and more things to remember."
"Is this a good thing?" Ice Emperor Claude asked.
"What do you think?" Hill asked back.
Claude replied: "I have a special feeling, but I can't tell."
Hill retracted his gaze from the sky, and then looked down at the entire Wintery City from the terrace. After a while, he said: "We should give time to civilization, not to civilization."
This sentence comes from "Three Body" and is one of Hill's favorite novels. It is also learned that he prefers the tension brought by humanities than pure science fiction.
Claude repeated these words, and then fell into contemplation.
"Well, this is the title of the frontispiece and cover of the next magazine, right." Hill said to Ali Gaily over there, "You go to be in charge of the cover and inner page decoration, and then go to the bard. Write a manuscript for me to review, and I will not participate in more."
"Yes, my king," said Alligheli the Lich.
02.
The Lich Allighey handed in his answer sheet a week later, and he completed a series of photographs.
The main background is a ruin of the demons. The mist surrounds the ruins. The surrounding bare trees grow densely together. They do not have a leaf, nor the slightest trace of a leaf. The trees are black, and the land is scorched, as if a fire had burned in this forest. The fog is heavy, the visibility is no more than ten meters, and countless rugged trees extend the bizarre branches into the air, looking weird and terrifying.
From the ruins, you can see the outlines of the buildings of the past, and you can also see how exquisite the carvings on the stone pillars are, which shows the former glory of the place.
There are two models, a dark elf and a fallen angel.
They are posing in various shapes. The first one is the fallen angel standing alone on the ruins and playing the harp, the dark elf is sitting on the ruins beside him and playing the flute; the second one is the dark elf sitting cross-legged on the ground with the fallen angel’s back Standing on a high place facing the camera, the shadow of the fallen angel covers the dark elves; the third is a single fallen angel, and the fourth is the dark elves sleeping soundly in a piece of rubble... These images are nothing from an artistic point of view. It can be picky, there is a beautiful and desolate feeling, some of the photos also show full visual impact. Of course, this group of photographs has a different style.
"It's a good shot, your photography skills are getting better and better." Hill was still quite satisfied with this, so he praised Alligheli.
"Thank you, my king, I have gained a lot from reading my king's books on photography recently," said Lich Aligeli.
Hill turned over the photographs one by one, and then chose a secure cover, "In addition, I will take another photo. The foggy ruins, the shocking feeling that the huge ruins are directly displayed under the scorching sun, the cover The fog is used, and the fog disappears when the page is turned. The impact in this contrast is more intense."
Lich Aligheri's eyes lit up: "My lord, you are really amazing!" Hill said briefly, and this picture appeared in his mind immediately. Lich Aligheri couldn't help but sigh, no wonder humans are so addicted to the demon culture. The method of conveying culture by His Majesty the Demon is so powerful that he can't help but exclaim.
After seeing too many works of art on the earth, Hill felt that this was just the basis. But every time he was praised so much by his subordinates, Hill was already dead.
Three days later, Theodore received the sample manuscript for this issue. After turning over the colorful paintings on the first few pages, he subconsciously thought: Get ready for the shock, humans!
...Wait, he seems to be a human being.
Theodore scratched his hair, not feeling right.
Forget it, don't want to, continue to read the manuscript.
02.
Dawn Bird Headquarters. Josh Kenny.
There is no cloud shadow in the sky, and there is no sign of rain, which makes people even look forward to it. There was no wind, and the air was so hot that it was unbearable.
Today’s day was quite hot, and Jefferson felt that everything that was alive on the earth was waiting for the night to come. It should be cooler at night. he thinks.
It was at such a bad time when the organization failed, but the investigation simply made progress. Because the upper-level system was built by Hill before, it was perfect at this time, but there are still some problems in the middle and lower levels, corruption, and corruption. Jefferson was dying of these greedy humans.
Everyone in the headquarters seemed to be sweating and very embarrassed.
Everything dried up under the violent sunlight.
Whether it is aristocrats or common people, once contaminated with power, it seems that they will quickly deteriorate, and the two are comparable in this respect.
"Why the bird of dawn always appears in such a problem, we must quickly solve it, and don't disturb it." Jefferson said to Wyatt, who was next to him.
Wyatt came from a small family and was a young man who was very thoughtful and ambitious. Although he was a little naive in many cases, Jefferson felt that he would do a lot in the future, so he made him his direct subordinate. Now Jefferson is completely alone, becoming a very mature leader.
"Oh, I understand, we quickly solve it in private, and then hide it from the top." Wyatt said, "I understand it! Lord Viscount."
"My heart knows your head!" Jefferson couldn't help rolling his eyes and patted his head. "What are you thinking, I mean we don't bother your Majesty the Demon King, solve this problem as soon as possible, and then report. Just give it to His Majesty the Demon King."
"Oh, okay." Wyatt said, "but you don't need to be too upset, Viscount Lord, this kind of thing is inevitable, we can do our best. I think it is easy for those nobles to corrupt, after all, civilians are not as good as civilians. The concept of nobility cannot be distorted overnight."
"Yes." Jefferson nodded in agreement: "There is a long way to go."
"Yes." Wyatt nodded vigorously.
"Wait, what did you say?" Jefferson suddenly felt wrong.
"Ah? What did I say? Ah? What did you say again?" Wyatt also felt wrong.
The two nobles looked at each other, and suddenly they were dumbfounded.
"So, are commoners and nobles equal?" Wyatt asked sluggishly.
Jefferson said dullly: "Ah? I don't know, you ask me what I am doing. What the **** is this, we won't discuss this. Forget it, anyway, the corrupt people are wrong. Let's go to them to settle the account. Let them spit out the money."
"Ahem, yes they are wrong..." Wyatt said quickly.
They seemed to have opened a terrible door by accident.
Kekeke pretended not to know.
According to the past practice, after an anime is played, it will become a topic for everyone after dinner. The anime can theoretically be heard in the streets and alleys for a while. As a result, after the broadcast of "The Girl's Last Journey", it will be in the public There are very few people discussing this anime on occasion.
This is mainly because this anime is really too gloomy.
At first, some people tried to mention it, but the person who took the initiative to mention the anime received unanimous grievances and even beatings. Then, after this day, the public places outside, the pub, the restaurant, the tea party of the nobles, were all peaceful. Quiet, as if this anime had never been broadcast.
Although it is so calm on the surface, in fact this animation has deeply entered everyone's heart and will continue to affect the mood of the audience for a period of time. Then how to develop this IP and how to develop its commercial value-now it is no longer necessary for Hill to deal with it once. The people under his hands have already divided the labor and started to act, and Hill only needs to do it. Just look at it.
As for Hill himself, what needs to be responsible is how to take the anti-war thought and concept further into the hearts of the people.
After all, it is impossible for all audiences to be so delicate, it is impossible for all audiences to experience the feeling inside well, and some details are also ignored. In this case, everyone will not experience the anime in place. emotion.
It is true that this work is very delicate and detailed, which turns out to be a shortcoming for some careless people. In response to this, Hill launched an activity to find details. Because it is the first time for such an event to be held, he personally wrote the copy and the event process. The specific content is to dig out the details in the animation, and then there are various awards, and the participation in this event is very, very high. In addition to digging out the original details, the contributor also added a lot of new connotations, that is, the original author may say "I didn't think so much" after reading it...
Anyway, the ones that felt more meaningful in the end were all published.
The conduct of this activity itself means in-depth exploration and thinking about the connotation of animation. Many people felt shocked or even more than the feeling of watching animation at that time.
Under such circumstances, human beings finally began to discuss this anime publicly, and this anime has the "hotness" it should have because of this.
The voice of anti-war and peace is getting louder and louder. Under such circumstances, Hill directly advocated the establishment of a World Peace Day, and then received the common support of humans and demons.
dusk. Sunset.
When on earth, Hill always felt that the most common thing in reality that was closest to the appearance of magical things was sunset. The gorgeous colors spread across the vast sky, penetrating through the layers of clouds and fog, rendering an incomparably magnificent bright color.
Hill and Ice Emperor Claude were enjoying the scenery on the terrace. Lich Aligeli stood in the shadow of the wall, his cloak was windless, and a faint black mist floated below.
"There are more and more festivals." Ice Emperor Claude said with emotion.
World Peace Day, Aviation Festival, Fireworks Festival...
"Um."
Hill's gaze still stayed on the sunset. Back then, he felt that the sunset was psychedelic and beautiful. Now he has seen a lot of magical scenery in the true sense, but the sunset is not inferior at all. Always be in awe of nature, he thought that in a while, he could start guiding in this respect. Hmm... Hayao Miyazaki's work can be moved out.
"There are more and more festivals, which means there are more and more things to remember."
"Is this a good thing?" Ice Emperor Claude asked.
"What do you think?" Hill asked back.
Claude replied: "I have a special feeling, but I can't tell."
Hill retracted his gaze from the sky, and then looked down at the entire Wintery City from the terrace. After a while, he said: "We should give time to civilization, not to civilization."
This sentence comes from "Three Body" and is one of Hill's favorite novels. It is also learned that he prefers the tension brought by humanities than pure science fiction.
Claude repeated these words, and then fell into contemplation.
"Well, this is the title of the frontispiece and cover of the next magazine, right." Hill said to Ali Gaily over there, "You go to be in charge of the cover and inner page decoration, and then go to the bard. Write a manuscript for me to review, and I will not participate in more."
"Yes, my king," said Alligheli the Lich.
02.
The Lich Allighey handed in his answer sheet a week later, and he completed a series of photographs.
The main background is a ruin of the demons. The mist surrounds the ruins. The surrounding bare trees grow densely together. They do not have a leaf, nor the slightest trace of a leaf. The trees are black, and the land is scorched, as if a fire had burned in this forest. The fog is heavy, the visibility is no more than ten meters, and countless rugged trees extend the bizarre branches into the air, looking weird and terrifying.
From the ruins, you can see the outlines of the buildings of the past, and you can also see how exquisite the carvings on the stone pillars are, which shows the former glory of the place.
There are two models, a dark elf and a fallen angel.
They are posing in various shapes. The first one is the fallen angel standing alone on the ruins and playing the harp, the dark elf is sitting on the ruins beside him and playing the flute; the second one is the dark elf sitting cross-legged on the ground with the fallen angel’s back Standing on a high place facing the camera, the shadow of the fallen angel covers the dark elves; the third is a single fallen angel, and the fourth is the dark elves sleeping soundly in a piece of rubble... These images are nothing from an artistic point of view. It can be picky, there is a beautiful and desolate feeling, some of the photos also show full visual impact. Of course, this group of photographs has a different style.
"It's a good shot, your photography skills are getting better and better." Hill was still quite satisfied with this, so he praised Alligheli.
"Thank you, my king, I have gained a lot from reading my king's books on photography recently," said Lich Aligeli.
Hill turned over the photographs one by one, and then chose a secure cover, "In addition, I will take another photo. The foggy ruins, the shocking feeling that the huge ruins are directly displayed under the scorching sun, the cover The fog is used, and the fog disappears when the page is turned. The impact in this contrast is more intense."
Lich Aligheri's eyes lit up: "My lord, you are really amazing!" Hill said briefly, and this picture appeared in his mind immediately. Lich Aligheri couldn't help but sigh, no wonder humans are so addicted to the demon culture. The method of conveying culture by His Majesty the Demon is so powerful that he can't help but exclaim.
After seeing too many works of art on the earth, Hill felt that this was just the basis. But every time he was praised so much by his subordinates, Hill was already dead.
Three days later, Theodore received the sample manuscript for this issue. After turning over the colorful paintings on the first few pages, he subconsciously thought: Get ready for the shock, humans!
...Wait, he seems to be a human being.
Theodore scratched his hair, not feeling right.
Forget it, don't want to, continue to read the manuscript.
02.
Dawn Bird Headquarters. Josh Kenny.
There is no cloud shadow in the sky, and there is no sign of rain, which makes people even look forward to it. There was no wind, and the air was so hot that it was unbearable.
Today’s day was quite hot, and Jefferson felt that everything that was alive on the earth was waiting for the night to come. It should be cooler at night. he thinks.
It was at such a bad time when the organization failed, but the investigation simply made progress. Because the upper-level system was built by Hill before, it was perfect at this time, but there are still some problems in the middle and lower levels, corruption, and corruption. Jefferson was dying of these greedy humans.
Everyone in the headquarters seemed to be sweating and very embarrassed.
Everything dried up under the violent sunlight.
Whether it is aristocrats or common people, once contaminated with power, it seems that they will quickly deteriorate, and the two are comparable in this respect.
"Why the bird of dawn always appears in such a problem, we must quickly solve it, and don't disturb it." Jefferson said to Wyatt, who was next to him.
Wyatt came from a small family and was a young man who was very thoughtful and ambitious. Although he was a little naive in many cases, Jefferson felt that he would do a lot in the future, so he made him his direct subordinate. Now Jefferson is completely alone, becoming a very mature leader.
"Oh, I understand, we quickly solve it in private, and then hide it from the top." Wyatt said, "I understand it! Lord Viscount."
"My heart knows your head!" Jefferson couldn't help rolling his eyes and patted his head. "What are you thinking, I mean we don't bother your Majesty the Demon King, solve this problem as soon as possible, and then report. Just give it to His Majesty the Demon King."
"Oh, okay." Wyatt said, "but you don't need to be too upset, Viscount Lord, this kind of thing is inevitable, we can do our best. I think it is easy for those nobles to corrupt, after all, civilians are not as good as civilians. The concept of nobility cannot be distorted overnight."
"Yes." Jefferson nodded in agreement: "There is a long way to go."
"Yes." Wyatt nodded vigorously.
"Wait, what did you say?" Jefferson suddenly felt wrong.
"Ah? What did I say? Ah? What did you say again?" Wyatt also felt wrong.
The two nobles looked at each other, and suddenly they were dumbfounded.
"So, are commoners and nobles equal?" Wyatt asked sluggishly.
Jefferson said dullly: "Ah? I don't know, you ask me what I am doing. What the **** is this, we won't discuss this. Forget it, anyway, the corrupt people are wrong. Let's go to them to settle the account. Let them spit out the money."
"Ahem, yes they are wrong..." Wyatt said quickly.
They seemed to have opened a terrible door by accident.
Kekeke pretended not to know.
