Rebirth of the tea art man

Neon, Tokyo.

There is light snow in the sky, and even in the hottest places, in the season of white albums, there are bursts of chills.

Ding!

Upon reaching the floor, the elevator doors slowly opened.

"Now, Professor Miyano's rounds have begun!"

Hayao Miyano was imagining the classic picture of "The White Tower", and smiled, as if even the casual clothes on his body had become a surgeon's white suit.

He has won a series of international film awards such as the Oscar Award and the Golden Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival. He is a national treasure-level animation director in the island country. His Ghibli Studio is the number one in the island country and even the world. animation film company.

After the New Year's holiday, he came to the studio to inspect as usual, and nodded with satisfaction when he saw the hard-working young people.

until……

Snapped!

Hayao Miyano slapped the table suddenly, so frightened the young people on the desk that their headphones fell off.

And on his computer screen, the picture played seemed to be a concert, with a young man singing loudly on the stage.

"The evening wind blows your white hair from the temples.

Heal the scars left by memories.

In your eyes, light and dark are intermingled, and a smile blossoms..."

is a song!

Obviously during working hours, this young man who has just joined the company is secretly watching a concert?

Finished!

It's a big disaster!

Everyone around lowered their heads and worked silently, but at the same time they raised their ears, waiting for this super boss in the animation industry to go crazy.

"Everyone in the world thinks that I am a genius, a genius animation director! After all, I have won the national annual box office championship, the Neon Film Academy Award, the American Academy Award, and the Berlin Golden Bear Award in Germany , Italy's Venice Golden Lion Award."

"However, talent is not something you are born with, but you have to create and dig it out by yourself. I am not a genius, I just work harder than anyone else, and I have come to the present step by step."

"And now, when I look back, there's no one behind me. Those lazy people at the foot of the mountain are saying, 'Who said that guy is a genius'."

Snapped!

He slapped the table again, ripped off the young man's pair of earphones, and threw it heavily on the ground, "Are you kidding me? I hate scum like you who waste their youth and waste time!"

"Obviously there is a great youth, a lot of time can be worked hard, but it is all wasted on this kind of thing! Do you know how much I want to be as young as you? If I have time, how many better works I can create ?”

"But, I'm old, I'm 70 years old this year, I..."

The more Hayao Miyano scolded, the more angry he became, he loudly reprimanded this young man who wasted his life like scum in his eyes.

At this time, the headphone jack is disconnected, and the sound from the computer is played.

"The evening wind blows your white hair from the temples,

Heal the scars left by memories.

In your eyes, light and dark are intermingled, and a smile blossoms..."

is a song!

A song that made him stop freaking out.

Miyano Hayao was stunned. He stood there blankly, looking at the young man in the picture, listening to the Chinese song that he seemed to understand.

"Can you understand Chinese characters?" Miyano Hayao asked suddenly.

He can also, but not much, far from the level of proficiency, just can see the general meaning of Japanese kanji on the subtitles.

"Yes, yes! I am a Chinese language major at Waseda University!"

The young man nodded and bowed, and replied tremblingly.

"This song, just this song, start from the beginning, play it again, and at the same time translate the meaning of the lyrics to me!"

Miyano Hayao pointed at the computer screen with a dignified tone.

"Yes Yes!"

Young people don't understand what the great director wants to do and just do it.

While pulling back the progress bar of the video on station b, he felt uneasy.He was ready to be expelled, and he was thinking about how to explain to his parents when he went home.Offended the abbot and still want to stay?

How can it be!

"Stop and stop along the way,

Follow the traces of juvenile drifting.

Just before stepping out of the station,

There was some hesitation.

I can't help laughing at the timidity of being close to the country,

Still inevitable..."

The singing is released, starting from the beginning.

While listening to the song with the old man, the young man translated in real time.

After singing the song, Miyano Hayao let out a long breath, with a complex expression on his vicissitudes of life, "What's the name of this song?"

"got windy!"

"It was created by a talented singer in Zhongzhou. He said that when the wind blows, let's fly! It means that when the opportunity comes, you should seize it. Don't let your youth leave regrets, and you must boldly pursue your dreams."

The young man quickly explained.

"got windy!"

With his hands behind his back, Miyano Hayao walked slowly to the window step by step.

It was cold and windy, and it was snowing heavily.

"The wind is blowing! The wind is blowing, let's fly!"

He silently recited this sentence, with a serious expression, a smile appeared immediately.

"Miyano-sensei, I'm sorry, I will never listen to this song again!"

The young man bowed at a standard 90 degrees, and skillfully said "Red Bean Paste Private Marseille", and he was only short of a Neon Man's traditional Tuxiazao apology.

"Listen, why don't you listen?" Miyano Hayao said with a half-smile.

In the entire studio, everyone lowered their heads immediately, and kept cursing the young man in their hearts, blaming him for making Miyano-sensei angry, and everyone was about to be scolded.

thump!

The young man couldn't stand it anymore.

A skillful kneeler, released a big move - Doxiazuo!

"stand up!"

Before he could touch his forehead to the ground and cry out "Red Bean Paste Private Marseille", this 70-year-old old man, with his strong arms, pulled him up and said, "Stand up!"

"You did this wrong!"

Hearing this sentence, the young man lowered his head, tears streaming down his face, full of remorse.

It is the pride of the whole family to be able to enter the famous Ghibli studio and meet this national treasure director.

but now……

Everything was ruined by myself!

No, it was ruined by that evil Zhongzhou man!

Damn Zhongzhou people, it must be the evil conspiracy of Zhongzhou people, wanting to kill himself, the animation master of the neon future!

Lin Cheng, go to hell!

Sinai!

"but!"

"You chose this song very well!"

Miyano Hayao patted him on the shoulder, smiled approvingly, and at the same time raised the volume, he said to everyone in the studio, "Everyone download this song "The Wind Rises" and listen to it at least ten times a day. Write me an opinion piece."

"I've already thought about the name of the next animated film."

In the astonished eyes of the young man, this world-class animation master announced in a deep voice—"It's called "The Wind Rises"!"

Zhongzhou people, listen to me, thank you, because of you, the winter is warm!

Lin Cheng, marry me!

I love you, I love you so much!