Chapter 280 An animated film destined for historical fame
No, I refused.
The person in charge stared blankly for a moment.
I never imagined that Dao would refuse.
And they refused so decisively.
This wasn't just two or three animation film masters, but half the world's animation film masters—they all came to him.
As a result, the other party simply left a message and then hung up the phone.
There's no way to salvage the situation.
They didn't even give him a chance to speak.
Beep beep beep.
The entire office was deathly silent.
No one spoke; they were all absorbed in what Dao had just said.
Until the phone gave a clear beeping sound.
Everyone then realized what was happening, said their refusal, and hung up the phone.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Someone asked, explaining that they had originally contacted each other to act as matchmakers.
But now, we don't know how to explain to the outside world what kind of bridges to build or what connections to make.
After a brief moment of distraction, the person in charge sighed softly, "What else can we do but tell the truth, though we'll have to embellish it a bit."
If I don't polish it, I'll offend too many people.
If you go to the relevant department, the person in charge won't care about so much.
But now that the Dao has spoken to them, they are left to speak out, so naturally they must be more cautious in their pronouncements.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have made that call!"
The person in charge was filled with regret, wishing he hadn't made that call.
Now it's all so difficult; it feels like I offend people no matter what I say.
But there's nothing we can do about it.
There are too many people pressing for updates in the background; currently, only they have the ability to contact Shangdao.
If they don't ask, who will?
Fortunately, the person in charge is from China and knows how to be tactful.
...
Spring Grand Hotel.
A five-star hotel.
It is home to animation film masters from all over the world.
They are gathered together now, chatting about everything under the sun.
The official announcement from the animation film competition organizers just came in, saying that the results will be announced, so many people have gathered in the hall.
The focus of the entire event was naturally the palace.
Even if he doesn't speak, just standing there quietly, he attracts the attention of countless people.
However, at this moment he was talking to a blond, blue-eyed man.
Gong was talking to Tom, and each of them was accompanied by a person, namely Shanming and Pixar.
It was called an exchange, but it was really just mutual introductions, since neither Gong nor Tom might be able to continue competing ten years from now.
Yamaaki is a highly regarded figure in the Japanese animation industry, and perhaps he can lead the development of Japanese animated films.
Pixar and Tom are ostensibly colleagues, but in reality, Pixar was promoted by Tom.
In a sense, Sanming is the successor to Miyako, and Pixar is the successor to Tom.
As the younger generation of the world's top animation filmmakers, they should naturally get to know each other and get to know one another.
Now that the opportunity had presented itself, both sides facilitated this meeting.
As the two sides were talking, Gong's phone rang, and his assistant said to them, "Mr. Gong, it's the official person in charge."
Upon hearing this, many animation masters who had been paying attention to Miyazaki were taken aback, and the previously noisy scene instantly fell silent.
Gong tremblingly took the phone, and everyone immediately showed expectant expressions. If nothing unexpected happened, it must be related to the Dao.
After a long while, Gong hung up the movie. Looking at everyone's expressions, he said helplessly, "Dao doesn't want to see us."
"What?"
"Why?"
"Did Dao refuse?"
In an instant, a cacophony of sounds filled the hall.
Gong didn't speak, but instead scanned the room, and then all the sounds were suppressed under his gaze.
"Elder Gong, what exactly happened?"
Someone stepped forward and asked the question, voicing the confusion in everyone's hearts.
Even Tom and Pixar looked at Miyazaki, though they were standing very close, they didn't hear each other's conversation.
Shanming did hear a little bit, but not the whole thing, so he wasn't entirely sure what the two of them were talking about.
In the end, it was Gong who said, "The person in charge said that Dao means that if you want to learn from him, you only need to thoroughly understand all his works. He is not very convenient to meet people."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
I was shocked, but at the same time, I felt an inexplicable anger.
What's alarming is that Dao doesn't even want to show his face.
What's infuriating is that with so many people here, including Tom and Gong, Dao refuses to show his face.
This is clearly looking down on them.
Someone quickly realized this.
However, some people expressed understanding, since the palace had already said that they would not allow a face-to-face meeting.
This answer, however, put everyone in a dilemma.
Staying here is not an option, and going back is not an option either.
So everyone turned their attention to Gong and Tom.
The two of them had obviously thought of this problem as well.
"Let's go back."
In the end, it was Gong who made the final decision.
He didn't seem to have much of an emotion.
The purpose of my visit is not to learn, but to see the Dao and have an exchange with it.
Since we haven't found the road, we have no choice but to head back.
Hearing what Gong said, everyone reluctantly gave up.
...
The news that Dao refused to meet swept across China like a Category 18 hurricane.
On the Chinese internet.
"Why refuse? This is such a great opportunity."
"What is Dao thinking? He refused something that would promote the majesty of the Celestial Empire."
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