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Art style: 2D Hand-drawn. После презентации комиссия объявляет результат. Настя стоит рядом с младшими и Ириной Сергеевной; Виктор Павлович поднимается и сообщает, что проект получил первое место и финансирование на пилот. В зале нет помпезности, только искреннее удивление и сдержанная радость. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FINAL STYLE ENFORCEMENT (this is the authoritative rendering directive — it overrides any style wording elsewhere in the prompt): Render this image in the following art style: Classic 2D hand-drawn animation, clean expressive outlines, simplified shapes, soft cel shading, illustrated backgrounds, traditional animated-film aesthetic. Every surface, skin, fabric, material, and environmental element must be rendered in this idiom. Character appearance reference (MUST match exactly): - Настя: . Nastya is a quiet, observant teenage girl of about sixteen, slender and slightly underfed, with fair skin, a thin oval face, high cheekbones and alert attentive grey-green eyes that seem to notice everything. Her light-brown hair is pulled back into a simple loose ponytail with a few strands loose around her face. She wears a worn oversized grey knitted cardigan over a faded blue t-shirt, patched dark jeans a little too short, and scuffed old canvas sneakers. She carries a battered second-hand backpack on one shoulder. Her expression is calm, serious and gently caring. She stands in a dim, weathered concrete apartment-block stairwell with peeling paint and cold daylight from a small window. - Миша: and centered in the frame. Misha is a slim 13-year-old boy, Nastya's younger brother, with a narrow pale face, soft rounded cheeks, light freckles across the nose, and expressive hazel eyes that shift between shy and hopeful. His light-brown hair is slightly overgrown and tousled, falling over the forehead. He wears a faded grey hoodie a size too big, worn-out dark jeans with a patched knee, and scuffed cheap sneakers with frayed laces. His posture is a little hunched and self-conscious, one hand tucked into his hoodie pocket, the other lightly gripping a strap, offering a small uncertain half-smile. Setting: a dim, modest apartment stairwell with chipped paint, cold daylight through a dusty window. - Лена: . Lena is a slender teenage schoolgirl, around twelve, fair pale skin with a faint spray of freckles across the nose, delicate oval face, large expressive hazel eyes slightly glossy with emotion, soft rounded cheeks. Light brown hair falls past her shoulders, parted in the middle, a little tousled. She wears a modest worn school uniform: a navy pleated skirt, a slightly faded white blouse, a thin grey cardigan with a small mended patch, white knee socks and scuffed brown lace-up shoes. A simple canvas backpack hangs from one shoulder. Tender, slightly anxious expression, hands clasped together. She stands in a dim, cramped tenement hallway with peeling paint and a single bare bulb. - Ирина Сергеевна: and centered — Irina Sergeevna, an experienced teacher in her early fifties. She has a warm oval face with fair skin, faint laugh lines, attentive grey-blue eyes behind thin rectangular glasses, and salt-and-pepper hair pulled into a neat low bun with a few loose strands. Medium, grounded build. She wears a soft dove-grey knit cardigan over a cream blouse, a long dark-plum pleated skirt reaching mid-calf, and comfortable low-heeled brown leather shoes. A delicate pendant and a simple watch complete her look. She holds a stack of graded notebooks against her chest, standing calmly in a modest school classroom with a chalkboard, tall windows and wooden desks behind her. Her expression is kind, steady and encouraging, with a slight reassuring smile. - Виктор Павлович: and centered — Viktor Pavlovich, a fictional man in his late fifties, head of the city development program and entrepreneurship competition. Broad, slightly heavy build, average height, upright confident posture. Square face with pale skin, deep forehead creases, trimmed grey-and-silver hair combed back, clean-shaven with a faint stubble shadow. Sharp grey eyes behind thin rectangular glasses, mouth set in a measured, slightly skeptical expression softening toward approval. He wears a well-tailored charcoal-grey three-piece suit, crisp white shirt, dark burgundy tie, polished black leather oxford shoes. One hand rests in his trouser pocket, the other holds a slim folder of documents. Standing in a bright modern city-administration lobby with glass walls and a wooden reception desk behind him.