Chapter 120: Completion of "Puella Magi Madoka Magica" Production

“This is Director Kozo Akizuki, this is scriptwriter Hei Yahara, and this is producer Meng Zhang…” Xia Chengxin introduced them to Yun Xuan one by one.

“Kozo Akizuki…” Yun Xuan’s eyelid twitched slightly. The name was so distinctive that he almost wanted to ask if he had a daughter named Eri.

Kozo Akizuki was clearly unrelated to Kozo Akizuki, as he was a burly man with a full beard.

“Yun Xuan, I’ve seen your video from the Star Moon Cup broadcast—the animation quality is truly impressive,” Kozo Akizuki said with bright eyes upon learning Yun Xuan’s identity.

“Thank you for the compliment. It was my best effort. I can’t stay here long; let’s start by watching the sample footage,” Yun Xuan said, waving his hand.

“No problem. Honestly, this anime moved me deeply. October’s lineup should be the strongest,” Kozo Akizuki said as he led Yun Xuan into the room to watch.

Without voice acting, they could only watch the silent animation, but Yun Xuan still watched it all the way through.

He had to admit—it was excellently done, even more refined than the original work.

“All right, we can begin selecting voice actors,” Yun Xuan said, turning off the sample.

“Right this way,” Kozo Akizuki said politely.

Many aspiring voice actors had come to audition. Yun Xuan had them read lines, and one young girl’s voice stood out remarkably.

“What’s your name?” Yun Xuan asked the girl in the white dress, whose overall rating was an impressive eight.

“My name is Saori Yukinoshita,” the girl answered softly.

“Could you give me your number? Although your voice isn’t quite right for this anime, I have another project where the female lead needs a cool, calm tone,” Yun Xuan said, suppressing a mental groan at her name as he pulled out his phone.

“No problem,” Saori Yukinoshita said after a brief pause, giving him her number before leaving the Purple Moon Animation Studio.

The voice cast was quickly finalized. For the next ten days, Yun Xuan would be working here alongside the director and others.

…

Half a month later.

“I’m such a fool…” Listening to the heart-wrenching voice, Yun Xuan watched the anime with Chinese dubbing, feeling very comfortable.

As for the other language versions? Sorry, you’d have to buy the official discs.

“How’s the effect, Yun Xuan?” Kozo Akizuki’s eyes were bloodshot; he hadn’t slept well at all in these fifteen days.

“Almost exactly how I imagined it,” Yun Xuan smiled.

“Hahaha, hearing you say that, I’m sure ‘Magical Girl Madoka’ will break the 50 million sales mark,” Kozo Akizuki laughed heartily, referring to the anime disc sales.

“I have to go now. I’ve already contacted Director Beifang about some matters,” Yun Xuan glanced at the time.

It was August 23rd, just two days before heading to the impoverished areas. Last night, Yun Xuan had remembered the android and made a copy of himself, transferring part of his memories.

At noon, the plane landed at Fangyu City airport. Yun Xuan walked out, having given no advance notice, so naturally, no one came to pick him up.

As soon as he stepped out of the airport—

“Teacher Yun Xuan, long time no see,” An Rumo greeted him, standing beside a black sedan.

“Has the Beifang feature film been completed?” Yun Xuan was not surprised; An Rumo had called yesterday and mentioned that he’d be back in Fangyu City today.

“Yes, it will premiere on October 1st. We also reached a cooperation agreement with QQ Company to release it as an October anime film. I believe the Beifang-chan anime will launch around then, too,” An Rumo said with a smile.

“Wow… you’re fast,” Yun Xuan felt a slight pang. Both “Magical Girl Madoka” and “Beifang-chan’s Daily Life” were his works, but it seemed their fanbases might clash.

“Beifang-chan’s Daily Life” had secured the conditions for animation adaptation just five days ago and was the first long-form serialized anime under QQ Company.

Yun Xuan didn’t have to do much—just wait for the profit share. Beifang-chan’s popularity was already substantial.

The second meme image had now surpassed Beifang-chan’s initial achievements. It was a widely recognized meme called “Skilled” (Huaji).

The “Skilled” meme was more versatile than Beifang-chan. A single “Skilled” expression could convey many meanings, and its look instantly won over many fans.

Beifang-chan, also known as Teacher Beifang, had a public account with over fifty million followers, officially entering the ranks of the top-tier influencers.

“Let’s go. I’ve already prepared a welcome banquet for you at Qiuyi Pavilion, Teacher Yun Xuan,” An Rumo smiled and opened the car door.

They had heard about the completion of “Magical Girl Madoka.” They wanted to compete for the rights to the movie version.

Once “Magical Girl Madoka” became a hit, the box office revenue from the movie would be substantial.

“Then I won’t refuse,” Yun Xuan smiled. He understood An Rumo’s intentions clearly but wanted to watch the Beifang-chan movie sample before making any decisions.

…

Half an hour later.

Qiuyi Pavilion.

Yun Xuan put down his phone, impressed by the strength of the Beifang-chan movie. Especially the tears at the end nearly struck a chord deep within him.

“Looks like the Beifang-chan movie is good to go. Yun Xuan, would you consider entrusting us with producing the ‘Magical Girl Madoka’ movie?” An Rumo was pleased by Yun Xuan’s expression. This project was the work of the company’s best talents.

“Well… let’s wait and see how ‘Magical Girl Madoka’ performs after its release,” Yun Xuan considered carefully.

He wasn’t foolish, and neither was An Rumo.

Whether “Magical Girl Madoka” would become a big hit was still uncertain. If it did, its value would soar; if not, An Rumo had no plans to purchase the movie rights.

Both sides awaited the outcome. The success of “Magical Girl Madoka” would determine the movie’s worth.

They chatted and laughed, avoiding other topics. An Rumo spoke of anime and interesting light novels, exchanging views with Yun Xuan.

Yun Xuan appreciated An Rumo’s efforts to build camaraderie.

After the meal, An Rumo left Qiuyi Pavilion.

Yun Xuan entered the Xuanxun House across the street, pushing open the door to see Chang Yue and Guo Wenruo.

“Hey, you two have nothing to do today?” Yun Xuan joked.

“Hello, Boss Yun,” Guo Wenruo greeted respectfully.

“Boss, you’re finally back. Looks like you’ve had a good haul,” Chang Yue said with a smile.

“Yeah, a few million in no time,” Yun Xuan said, looking at the two of them. They seemed ready to sit together and read—a sign their relationship as a couple was progressing.

“Boss, you’re amazing. I’ve already faxed those manuscripts over. The originals are in the cabinet,” Chang Yue pointed toward the counter.

“I’ve contacted the other side; no problem. You can take it easy for a few days. I have to attend an event. I’ll prepare some work for you today to start on, and when I return, I’ll assign more tasks,” Yun Xuan waved his hand, smiled at them, and went upstairs.