Cāi Cāi

Chapter41: Act VI: The Little Prince (3)

Shang Xiaorui attended a well-known animation school, it was within the top 3 in the United States. They had strong teachers and specifically hired well-known figures in the digital animation industry as visiting professors of the school.

Miranda Ikeda, the No. 1 boss of the Blizzard Animation Department, would fly to New York, a short distance away, on the 5th and 20th of each month to give students of the academy of animation two big lessons.

The 500-person classroom was so crowded that even the aisle was full of people.

Immediately after the bell rang to signal the end of class, Ikeda closed her notebook and walked away quickly from the podium.

Her high heels collided with the marble floor, echoing in the corridor. However, no matter how fast she walked, she couldn't get rid of the enthusiastic group of students behind her.

There were many people who wanted her, those who needed guidance, those who handed over a resume, and those who were simply her fans and wanted a signature... Ikeda was very perplexed, and with her stern face, an invisible wall was built on her aura.

Turning around the last corner, Ikeda was startled by the man who was "ambushing" her here.

It was a handsome young man with dark hair and pale skin. Because of his Asian descent, Ikeda subconsciously gave another glance at the man.

At this glance, Ikeda concluded that he could never be a student of the academy of animation.

The academy of animation had a strong artistic atmosphere, and the students were dressed up in eccentric ways, with various hairstyles and hair colors, and various piercings and tattoos ... This young man was dressed neatly and cleanly, his white shirt was tucked into casual black pants, and his hair is well managed, neat and tidy.

He began to introduce himself, and his voice had a unique timbre: "Hello, Professor Ikeda, I am ..."

"It doesn't matter who you are." Miranda Ikeda interrupted him. "You are not a student of the academy of animation, are you?"

"...?"

Ikeda said more with her poisonous tongue: "Look at your clothes, you look like a stock manager who just came out of the bank!"

The young man couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry.

Without waiting for him to say another sentence, Shang Xiaorui, who rushed back to get her school bag, finally caught up with them.

"Professor Ikeda!" Shang Xiaorui was out of breath from running in order to get rid of the other classmates. "You, hello ... I'm Shang Xiaorui, a first-year graduate student of the academy of animation. This is my friend, Tan Yiming."

"Shang Xiaorui?" Ikeda's beautiful eyes flowed, and her red lips raised in an arc. "I know you. You won second place in the National Student Animation Contest last year, right?"

Shang Xiaorui was flattered and hurriedly said yes.

This introduction was going much better than they expected!

Professor Ikeda was famous, but what was more famous, was her bad temper. Shang Xiaorui was just one of the thousands of students in the academy of animation. If they rushed to ask for a recommendation letter, they would definitely not get it.

Tan Yiming could only block her on the way from work, and desperately try his luck with courage.

Unexpectedly, Professor Ikeda had actually seen their work!

"Your work left a deep impression on me," Professor Ikeda said. "It's true that the script is a bit simple, but I really like your expression of homesickness. The picture had a strong oriental style, and the soundtrack and dubbing could also mobilize the audience's mood. Very good work. "