Chapter 417 - Chapter 417: Self (1/2)

Chapter 417: Self

Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations

The smart robot, Little Trash, thanked Heshan. The two of them were having a meaningless conversation. Just as Heshan was about to leave, the robot,

Little Trash, suddenly said in a different tone, “Mr. Sen said he wants to take me to the new city area to fix my face.”

For a moment, Heshan seemed to hear a hint of pride and joy. If this feeling was not her imagination, it meant that the core chip of the seemingly backward and dilapidated robot in front of her was quite powerful. It could actually simulate such detailed emotions.

At this point, the tempo of the short film was still very slow. There were no dramatic turns at all.

The dark sky of the city on a rainy day and the old streets with few pedestrians revealed a dilapidated and decadent smell. It was like a dream that could not make people happy, but was not bad enough to wake them up immediately.

At this point, Panda Ninja held his chin and made a professional analysis in his heart. The background to the short film is very different from what Nir. Wei is best at, but Panda Ninja still sees in it a style that Mr. Wei has never changed: ego, bigotry and self-confidence.

If one were to compare the short films of the other three directors, it could be said that when the other three directors filmed short films, they would definitely have the concept of an audience in their minds. Every scene of them was not only what they wanted to film, but also took into account the audience’s aesthetic needs and preferences. Therefore, the effect presented in the end would satisfy the audience.

Indeed, it is difficult for an artistic creation to be independent of its audience. A work often needs to be recognized by some or most people to be considered a good work.

But on Wei Ji, Panda Ninja felt no accommodation or compromise with the audience. He didn’t seem to care at all what the audience wanted to see or whether the pace of the story was satisfactory to them. He was deep in a mood of extreme self-creation.

This kind of creative method could not be said to be bad, but the requirements for the creator were very high. If the emotional climax felt by the creator during the creative process could not resonate with the audience, the final work would only be an orgy of the creator’s self, and would not be recognized in a broad sense.