All right.

It seems that students all over the world need this kind of thing very much.

This time, it was produced by Milo and Qin Shuming.

Qin Shuming is responsible for the screenwriter and painting.

Milo is the director in charge. To put it bluntly, he needs to do the presentation of various storyboards.

The reason why James was invited to come was probably to make the work better.

After all, James is the director of Dynasty Film and Television. He has directed many excellent works.

"Haha, of course, I can take a look for you, but if you talk about professionalism in this area, I think... Fang probably won't lose to me."

James glanced at Fang Ye with a smile.

He took over the script of "Terminator".

Fang Ye gave the story of "Terminator" and the storyboard, and asked him to refer to it.

So he knew Fang Ye's level very well.

"Yes, yes! There is a way! Please help us take a look."

Milo said excitedly.

Instead of treating Fang Ye as a peer, he felt more like treating Fang Ye as a teacher.

It looks like asking the teacher to help correct homework.

It's time to say this, Fang Ye must not stop reading it.

Soon, they arrived at the computer.

...

"This is our work."

Qin Shuming slowly introduced: "Because we are going to graduate, I plan to make a memorial work, recalling everything we have obtained from just entering school to now, and recording the best youth."

"This is a very touching story, right?" Milo smiled.

Steve didn't know this either. He was just watching it, thinking that the story was quite interesting.

This is an artistic expression that he pursues.

"let me see."

James slowly sat down.

Fang Ye was also on the side and looked carefully.

The story is probably about writing that a student is about to move out of school.

Then, he accidentally came to a small house.

In the hut, I found many memories of the school.

This is an animated short film, which only takes about ten minutes.

However, the content is quite rich.

Looking at this reminded him of another work...

"I think this story is pretty good, but... the pattern is a little small, but it's not surprising. After all, you are just college students now, and this story should have better ductility."

After a while, James slowly stood up and said.

When they heard this, their eyes all fell on James.

"Uncle James, say!" Milo said anxiously.

But James glanced at Fang Ye and smiled and said, "Fang, what do you think?"

Everyone looked at Fang Ye again.

But they remembered again.

Fang Ye seems to be just a college student.

The pattern should be the same as theirs?

"If you just express this kind of memory, it is indeed a little bit less meaningful. The pattern can indeed be a little magnified. Four years of college are not enough. If you change it, I think it would be better." Fang Ye said lightly.

"Do you have any good solutions?"

James asked with a smile.

He was just a little curious about how talented Fang was.

He knew that Fang was also a senior student.

Just so I can take a look...

Qin Shuming, Milo, Steve and others were all looking at Fang Ye, looking at this peer.

They just felt that Fang Ye seemed to be more mature than them.

"If I were to come..."

Fang Ye thought about it carefully.

Then he slowly took over the computer.

"First of all, I should have expanded this hut, because all memories are piled in one hut, and it is difficult to present that hierarchical feeling, and it is not easy to resonate with everyone, so I will do this."

As he said that, he began to draw houses on a piece of paper and stack them together.

"Foundary?"

"What do I look like building blocks?"

Everyone spoke.

"One building block after another is stacked, so that memories will have more sense of time, space, and layering... Look, the building blocks slowly begin to change... just like our life.

When it was born, it was lively.

As we grow older, more people we meet and the building blocks become larger.

After getting old, I watched one person after another slowly leave and start to grow smaller again.

In the end, only myself is left…”

After saying that, they had already seen Fang Ye draw a very long building block house.

The middle appears wider and the head appears smaller.

"Sense of layering..." Qin Shuming looked at this carefully and nodded silently.

Indeed, the visual impact expressed is much stronger than his.

"And when we get old, because of some media, we slowly begin to outline a pursuit of memories, in each floor of the building blocks.

It retains a little of the scenes we recall.

From old age, slowly to middle age, to youth, to youth, to childhood...

Advance layer by layer, this is another feeling of time and space."

Fang Ye continued.

He painted very quickly, and only the old man in the picture kept going downstairs and recalling some things from that year.

“Of course, in order to highlight a feeling of loneliness, we can put some effort into our surroundings.

For example, this was originally a lively place, but in the end, he was born himself...

Time is like a flood, constantly flooding the houses one after another.”

Fang Ye said carefully.

At this moment, everyone listened very seriously!

Even James couldn't help but get serious at this moment!

He could feel the profound significance of Fang's story!

The feeling of loneliness, memories, and various feelings come in an instant. What kind of emotional outburst would it be?

He looked at Fang Ye, and his heart had already experienced a little ups and downs and was shocked.

This young man is much more powerful than he imagined...

"In the end, this story can be gradually improved. Of course, what I gave is just a framework. If you think it is not good, you can not use it as a reference. After all, it is just a matter of ease."

Fang Ye smiled slightly.

When listening to this, whether it was Qin Shuming or Milo.

Their eyes when they looked at Fang Ye were a little different.

this……

Ask it to be easy to pick it up??

Qin Shuming has been named genius since he was a child, but today, he feels like he has seen a real genius.

In order to think about the previous script, he had been thinking about it for a long time.

A sense of layering, a sense of time, a sense of space...

He had thought about all these, but he did not have the feeling of Fang Ye's one step in one step.

"Then... this hut is called?"

"Called "The Building Block House of Memories."

Fang Ye smiled.
Chapter completed!