Rebirth of the Father of Anime

Chapter 78 Silent opening

The first and second floors of the China International Convention and Exhibition Center are exhibition halls with an area of ​​more than 100,000 square meters, which is larger than the 80,000 square meters of the original CM exhibition hall in Tokyo International Convention and Exhibition Center.

And this is not China’s largest convention and exhibition center. It is said that the China International Convention and Exhibition Center is building a new hall. The indoor exhibition hall is expected to reach 250,000 square meters, which fully reflects the characteristics of China’s vast land and resources.

There are more than 300 people who signed up for the exhibition this time, which is horrible compared to the original CM booth with more than 35,000.

However, He Chen believes that when there are more and more comics and more and more people love comics, this holy war that belongs to them can reach 30,000 or even 300,000!

Even though there are few people, He Chen grouped down a whole floor in one go, as the exhibition hall of their first China Animation Festival.

The exhibited works and the layout of the exhibition have been arranged in advance by Zhou Zhe.

On the first weekend of August, it was dark in the morning, and He Chen had already got up and arrived at the International Convention and Exhibition Center. A banner was hung high in front of the wide door.

“The First China Animation Festival!”

There are two huge balloons hanging on both sides of the banner. The balloons are printed with the symbol of Tianman-DM mother.

Because the opening hours are not yet at this time, only a few people are waiting in line except for those who come to the exhibition booth.

He Chen sighed in his heart, I don’t know how many years it will take to see the lively scene of queuing all night on CM?

Parents only came to visit when He Chen was preparing two days ago, but they did not come today.

He Feifei and Zhuo Ning’er came to this celebration with him, and the two were extremely interested.

“Wow! It’s so big!”

Although I have watched it once, Feifei He will exaggerately admire every time I come.

Everyone has cosplayed roles in Tianmanli, and the two little girls are not to be outdone, Feifei cos Jiaer, Zhuo Ninger cos Meimei, the two are naturally beautiful, and they attract passers-by along the way.

“Hello, are you Jiaer and Meimei in COS “Digimon”?” Two fifteen or sixteen-year-old, ordinary-looking little girls ran over.

“That’s right!” Zhuo Ning’er was not good at yelling with strangers, her lips chuckled, but no one heard what she was talking about, He Feifei readily admitted.

The two little girls glanced at each other, took out their mobile phones, their eyes excited: “It’s so cute! Can you take a picture?”

Hearing the compliments, He Feifei was proud to show off like He Chen. The two little girls noticed He Chen, who was dressed in an ordinary manner. They looked familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, one of them stared at He Chen and stammered: “You, you, you, you are…”

“You are a great porter!” The other eye was confused at first, then gradually affirmed, and finally surprised.

He Chen’s photos have been exposed by the media a long time ago, but anyone who follows this has seen He Chen’s photos. In particular, the photo of He Chen bleeding on his forehead and overwhelming Yi Jing’s fanatics with his popularity has gone viral among his fans and is known as a man with iron blood!

“Well, it’s me!”

The two little girls jumped and screamed excitedly. They stopped taking pictures of He Feifei and Zhuo Ning’er, and quickly took out the pens that had been prepared in their bags-to participate in this animation festival, their fans’ biggest wish, It is to get the autograph of the great god.

“Great God! Can you sign me? Just sign here!” The two girls stretched out their clothes, and held up their chests for He Chen to sign on the clothes. They didn’t even know that they were stunned.

He Chen smiled, and he seems to have slowly become a star.

After taking the pen, He Chen thought for a while, and quickly drew their respective Q-version portraits on the clothes of the two. For him now, it is easy to come by without any difficulty, and the characteristics of the two will be highlighted in a few strokes. , And then left the name of the porter.

“Too, so cute! I won’t wash this dress anymore, I want to treasure it for a lifetime!”

A blush rose on a little girl’s face, looking at her clothes and screaming.

He Chen returned the pen to the two of them, with a faint smile on their faces: “Thank you for your love of comics and support me. Let’s enjoy this comics festival. I hope you will not forget the excitement at this moment in the future!”

Seeing that someone seemed to have noticed the strangeness here, he walked over slowly, and He Chen Ganman took his younger sister and Zhuo Ning’er into the venue.

“Mo Mo, I didn’t expect to really meet the great god, not only got the autograph, but also drew such a cute doll for us! I am about to faint happily.” A young girl carefully pulled her clothes and said while watching.

The girl named Momo touched the signature left by the great **** on her belly, a little lost.

She two realities are thousands of miles apart, and they don’t know each other. They are both in the second year of high school, and will enter the third year of **** at the beginning of school. She also likes comics and is also a girl. She met by chance on DM, so she became friends of course.

At this animation festival held by the Great God, the two of them decided to come to Yanjing together to participate.

“Xiao Ru, I want to draw comics…” A thought suddenly grew in Mo Mo’s heart.

“Huh? What did you say?”

“I said, I want to draw comics!”

“Yes, but aren’t we going to take the college entrance examination next year?”

“Well, I want to go to Yenching University, I want to learn to draw comics from the Great God!”

“…Yenching University’s admission score is so high, and my grades are hovering in the second line.”

“Xiao Ru, do you want to draw comics? Draw our story!”

“…” Xiao Ru was silent for a moment, and suddenly said firmly: “Yes!”

“There is still one year! Let’s work hard together, get admitted to Yenching University, and learn comics from the Great God!”

“it is good!”

…

The time has not come yet, the door is guarded by security, only staff and exhibitors can enter at will.

Entering the exhibition hall, there are a lot of people in it. Those who come to the exhibition are also doing this kind of thing for the first time. So He Chen produced an exhibition manual, one for each person, so that they are not so at a loss.

Tianman will certainly not miss this event, especially He Chen. It can be said that he has always dreamed of selling his works at the fan exhibition!

Their booth is the prime location in the middle.

“He Chen, you fooled us to come so early, but you came so late!”

Seeing He Chen’s figure, Li Youyou complained loudly before he approached.

Today, she is wearing a bright red combat uniform with an orange wig, which is particularly conspicuous. Her savage voice also fully interprets Asuka in He Chen’s mind.

“Well, who is the big boss?”

Tianman seems to have been basically done, surrounded by tables, each table is placed with a stack of Tianman things, and there are a dozen heavy boxes in the surrounding circle.

Yi Jing’ao sat on the chair, tapping Erlang’s legs gracefully, but the soy milk in her mouth destroyed this beauty.

He Chen more and more found that he had done a right thing, and it was impossible for the two of them to come to COS Asuka and Mashiba.

Especially Yi Jing’an, it is clear that He Chen has not painted Real Hippo, she can already express its characteristics, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can only say that Real Hippo is simply tailor-made for him.

“Hey, there was a delay outside.” He Chen took his sister and Zhuo Ning’er around, and the two little guys looked curiously at Tianman’s exhibits.

“Tsk! Here, you are a superstar! If you hadn’t given your signature to the exhibitor before, no one had sent a copy, I’m afraid they would no longer care about their booth and come to you to sign.”

Luo Hao, Zhou Zhe, and Zhuang Bufan winked and laughed.

“Huh? Fatty, why are you bald?”

He Chen seemed to have discovered the New World, walked over, and touched Zhuang Bufan’s bald, round head.

Zhuang Bufan threw away angrily, and pulled the yellow short sleeves on his body and said, “I’m COS Fathu today, it should be done!”

He Chen said to him with a thumbs up: “Good job, you finally made the right choice!”

Then he glanced around, and didn’t find Ye Jun. He happened to see Ye Xiaoyu sitting in front of the booth, so he asked him: “Xiaoyu, where’s your dad? Why didn’t he come to such an important ceremony?”

“Oh, all the good-looking clothes were robbed, and only some weird clothes were left. My dad was too ashamed and embarrassed, so he stopped coming.”

“…”

At this moment, there was a sudden ringing in the hall.

There are no fireworks, no opening speeches, imitating the CM Jihad, just as the purest anime carnival, the ringtone is like a horn of battle, and the first Chinese animation festival in history has begun!