Jinghua Tianjiao

Chapter 153 Digital Collection
Du Feng didn't expect that Zhuo Hao still had an idea on this point, "That's right! I'm going to do this. Actually, after hearing what you said about Amina and her paintings just now, I probably conceived a way to promote it. , let her make ten questions for each painting, as long as we answer the questions correctly, we will directly trade offline. Of course, the price of each painting still has to follow the market. You said that she has always insisted that only people who understand her paintings can buy them. Painting, I think it is not easy for a person to have his own principles and stick to it. This is very good, and we must continue to maintain it! Answer the questions correctly and get the painting, isn’t that what it means? Answering the questions correctly is equivalent to understanding her paintings. This is the line the next operation."

Du Feng listened intently, and didn't bother Zhuo Hao, just listened to him continue, "Actually, online is easier than offline, and now there are so many new media channels. We convert these paintings into electronic versions and sell them in the form of digital collections." , publicize in various target KOLs, and release thumbnails with watermarks. At first, there is no limit to the number of people, after all, people don’t know enough about Amina, and when Amina is really famous, we will limit the purchase.”

"According to what you said, in fact, the value of a painting is not only the one that is traded offline, but the digital collection is the key. In this way, the value of a painting can continue to increase?"

Zhuo Hao said affirmatively, "Yes, taking Amuna as an example, what she benefits from is not just the price of selling a painting, but the subsequent benefits of this painting. As long as someone buys it, it will Always paid off."

"It's really a steady stream. I didn't know what digital collections and blockchains are before. I didn't expect this painting to be able to operate like this?"

"There are too many digital collections, and now many movie derivatives are being made. They have movie box office effects and star effects. We can only try it. Just looking at Amina's works, in terms of content, it is a small hit. It should be no problem." Zhuo Hao analyzed clearly, "Combined with the national style elements in her works, everyone likes this style now, but in order to realize the greatest value, Amina still has to become popular, maybe In the future, we need to help her customize a publicity plan."

Du Feng knew Amuna well, and now Amuna is selling paintings just for emergency, Du Feng also intends to explain this point clearly, "This method is indeed feasible, but Amuna may not have any plans to become popular, this time you will I know, it's for emergency."

"Don't worry about this, everyone's pursuit will change." Zhuo Hao said casually, "I will ask the legal counsel to draw up the contract tomorrow, and then you can represent the company and sign it with Amina."

"Okay." Du Feng believes that Amuna will not change, and now she still insists on the innocence of the paintings, which is one of the reasons why he is moved.

Helping Amuna secretly like this, Du Feng knew to keep this secret at home, especially not to let his sister find out.When I got home, my mother was chatting with my sister about the rest room in the studio. When my mother saw Du Feng enter the door, she shouted from afar, "Son! I've been tired all day, hurry up and take a shower."

"Understood, Mom." Du Feng entered the bathroom in response, and hurriedly closed the door, for fear of being asked about this matter, after all, I spent a long time alone with Amina today.

A lounge was remodeled in the studio, and my mother became interested, and said to Du Juan, "Girl, I'll go with you tomorrow morning, and take a look at what else is in that room. The house poured out some space."

"Okay, Mom, you can go and see it if you want." Du Juan said, "But it's probably almost cleaned up. Today I cleaned up a bunch of junk and sold it to the waste collector."

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you sell it. It's been so many years. Who knows what's piled up in that utility room. You can just look at it. I said that you young people have ideas and can change the utility room into a lounge. , This idea should be placed before us, but I can’t think of it.”

The era in which Swift lived was in the era of mass production, so there was no chance to rest.Everyone is scrambling to judge model workers, but there is no rest for a moment.

Du Juan said modestly, "My mother's foundation is good, otherwise such a large studio may not be able to work even with a few more people."

"You mother and daughter, stop hugging each other. If you have the time, you should help me think about the purification equipment." Old Du walked into the room with a sad face, holding a purple sand pot in his hand, and lay down On the reclining chair, he complained to himself, "It's really strange. After such a long time, I couldn't find a suitable one. Is it possible that I really have to buy a new one?"

It's useless for Lao Du to complain. What can the mother and daughter do, and some are just a daughter's comfort, "Dad, you wait, if there is really nothing else, I will find a way for you."

"Just run the studio well, don't worry about it." Old Du hurriedly stopped him, afraid that his daughter would spend money indiscriminately.

Yuyan said, "My daughter is also worried about you, so be careful with your attitude when you speak."

"Mom, it's okay, Dad is upset."

"Fan Fan Fan, you know you are annoying, so go to sleep if you are annoying, are you going to sleep or not?" Swift looked at Lao Du on the reclining chair, getting more and more angry, and hurriedly urged him to go to sleep.

Du Juan thoughtfully said, "Okay, Mom and Dad, you guys should go to bed early, and I'll go back to the house first."

"Okay, I'll be there at about eleven o'clock tomorrow. If you want to pack up something, don't throw it away." Swift shouted loudly
"Understood, Mom, you can come anytime."

The sky is bright and clear tonight, the moon and the stars seem to emit the greatest light, and a silvery white sprinkles on the yard. This hot summer day seems to be covered with a layer of autumn frost.But what I don't know is that the summer in Beijing has just begun. Du Juan is lying on the bed, unable to sleep because of the heat. Turn on the fan and let the hot air blow in.I want to turn on the air conditioner, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold again at night.I simply opened a window and turned on the electric fan, and it was a little better. The four days of sweating on the neck, accompanied by sleepiness, soon fell asleep.

But the more confused this time is, in the subconscious memory, there are always some figures in the mind, and Du Juan recognizes: Du Xiaoniang, the princess...are they still there?Is it dreaming again? When thinking of this question, Du Juan has already fallen asleep and woke up naturally.It's just that the hour hand is just pointing to seven o'clock, so it's dawn.Whenever I dream of them in a trance, a deep dream is not far away.

After leaving the door, the courtyard was very quiet.There was only a slight snore coming from Du Feng's room. When Du Juan walked over, no, it was wrong!This was obviously a huge snoring sound.Look at the parents' house again, the doors and windows are closed, it seems that they haven't got up yet.

After washing and tidying up, Du Juan went out and drank a bowl of bean juice at the stall in front of her house. She didn't eat anything at night, and the sour bean juice entered her mouth, which was really refreshing.Pad your belly, it's almost time to go to the studio.There were more people in the alley, and I said hello to the uncles and aunts I knew. Du Juan is in a pretty good mood today.

Swift said she would go to the studio at eleven o'clock in the morning, and Du Juan kept an eye on the time.But when it was eleven o'clock, my mother hadn't come yet. The old lady promised to come at this time, maybe she forgot again?

Wen Xin came out of the lounge with a disheveled face, "Juan'er, it's almost done now, everything has been wiped again, is Aunt Ji still here? Otherwise, the pile of debris that was cleaned up should be sent to the waste station again. gone."

"It's too late to say it's time to come. I'll call and ask, did the old lady forget?"

Du Juan just picked up her mobile phone to make a call, and the door of the studio was pushed open.Du Juan thought her mother was here, but it wasn't.It was four elderly grandpas, each of whom entered the door with a wooden box in their hands.They didn't seem to be surprised, unlike other people who just entered Jinghuafang and were bound to take a look at it first.

Wen Xin rushed to greet her, "Grandfathers, hello! You are..."

The first old man wearing glasses took off his presbyopic glasses, looked at Wen Xin carefully several times, and then slowly asked, "Can Jinghuafang also repair silk people? Who is the boss here? We are looking for her." chat."

The hair and beards of these four people have already turned gray, and the vertical and horizontal gully on their faces are even more obvious. , and who is it?

　Among the young people, there is love and love, rushing to the future and career, the culture of old Beijing, how can a "baby" explain it clearly-inheriting intangible cultural heritage, silk and silk figurines-"Jinghua Tianjiao" is wonderful, thank you everyone's reading

　　
　
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