Hong Kong Island Comic Master

Chapter 8
"In four days, we visited nearly 100 schools and delivered 3800 comics. But so far, we have sold more than 2500 comics, of which more than [-] were sold in grocery stores near the school. The remaining It’s the newsstand…”

In the printing factory, the Li family and his son sat together and listened to Lao He reporting data.

To be honest, this data is not good, especially since Li Wan listened to "Shounen Jump" too much in his previous life and easily sold 400 million copies. Sales of several thousand copies are really not enough.

However, in fact, Hong Kong Island is just a city with only 450 million people, and the market is limited.

Take "Dragon and Tiger Gate", which is the most popular one in sales today, with the highest sales volume being only 2.

What's more, "The God of Death" as a stand-alone book costs as much as 5 mosquitoes, while "Dragon and Tiger Gate" only costs 2 mosquitoes.

However, each issue of "Dragon and Tiger Gate" only has one episode, while "The God of Death" has 10 episodes. Relatively speaking, "The God of Death" is more affordable!

Of course, for children from working-class families in Hong Kong whose average salary is currently around HK$2000, buying a comic book for 5 cents is still a bit expensive.

"Look at it this way, in addition to schools, people in society have also begun to watch "Death"?"

Through simple data, Li Chongjun saw the clues.

"This is normal. I have seen several fruit guys watching "Death" in the past two days."

"It seems like this comic is really popular! Nianzi, you are so sharp!"

Thinking of this, Li Chongjun began to praise Li Wannian again.

"It's still a long way off!"

Although Li Wannian was happy in his heart, he also knew that he was just standing on the shoulders of giants, so he acted very modestly.

However, Li Wannian's performance was a different sight in the eyes of others, especially Uncle He.

He is young, talented, and not proud at all. It is difficult for such a person to succeed.

At this moment, in Uncle He's eyes, Li Wannian was simply the top-notch kind of kid from other people's families.

"By the way, Nianzi, how are you preparing for the second volume? Should we strike while the iron is hot?"

Li Wanshan's ears perked up when he heard the second volume. There was no doubt that he was looking forward to it.

"Well, let's wait another week!"

Although Li Wannian can draw comics very quickly and has manuscripts saved, he really has to work out one side a week, even if he doesn't sleep every day, he still can't do it!

"Huh? It's still a week late!"

Hearing this, Li Wanshan screamed in disappointment.

"Is a week enough?"

Fortunately, there are still experts here. When Uncle He heard that Li Wannian said that he could finish the next volume in a week, he was still a little worried.

"That's about right. I still have some manuscripts saved, but when it comes to the third volume, I'm afraid it will take a little longer!"

"Huh? Save the manuscript?"

Li Wanshan on the side suddenly felt something in his heart. In other words, Li Wannian had already drawn the rest of the content?

Li Wannian saw Li Wanshan's appearance and said helplessly: "That's right, second brother, if you want to watch it for a while, I will give it to you when you go home, but don't break it!"

"Really? That's for sure, I promise it won't break!"

Li Wanshan was so excited that he could not speak coherently and quickly promised.

"Okay, Shan Tsai, you and Nian Tsai will go home first, and Uncle He and I will discuss the rest of the matter!"

"OK, no problem!"

"Go back and watch, but don't disturb Nian Zai's painting!"

"Am I that unreliable?"

Half an hour later, the Li Wannian brothers returned home. "boom!"

Li Wannian pushed open the bedroom door.

"Where? Where?"

"Wait, I'll find it for you!"

As he spoke, Li Wannian took out a box from the second floor of the canopy bed, and then took out a bag wrapped in a book cover.

After opening it, there was a thick layer of comic manuscripts inside.

"Are these all? Why don't you put it in the cabinet? You're not afraid of losing it!"

Li Wanshan cherished the stack of manuscripts.

"This thing needs to be ventilated. I put it away after drying it. The climate in Hong Kong Island is too humid, so it's not easy to store it for a long time. Fortunately, it doesn't take too long."

"Are there so many ways in here?"

"Of course, just sit back and watch. It's best to wash your hands to avoid getting them dirty!"

"No problem, I'll go wash it now!"

With that said, Li Wanshan put down the manuscript, immediately turned around and ran out of the bedroom, washing his hands with soap three times before returning.

When he returned to the bedroom, he saw that there was a wooden table on Li Wannian's desk with a dazzling array of small things on it. With his knowledge, he only knew pen, ink and paper...

"This is?"

"Original paper, pencil, eraser, dip pen, drawing pen, ink, correction fluid, brush, halftone paper, utility knife, ruler..."

"Okay, okay, stop reading it, it gives me a headache!"

Listening to Li Wannian's words, which were like announcing the name of a dish, Li Wanshan complained that he had a headache and quickly gave up the courage to continue kissing.

Looking at Li Wanshan's appearance, Li Wannian sighed and focused on the workbench.

After all, this is Hong Kong Island in the 70s, and many painting tools are not available.

I still remember that when I first came here, I traveled all over Hong Kong Island and couldn't get the tools together. In the end, I had to use substitutes and make them with my own hands to get these tools together.

At this moment, he was thinking to himself: When he makes money, he must replace these things with the best ones!

Thinking of this, Li Wannian closed his eyes and began to recall the comics he had read in his mind.

Because of his amazing memory, Li Wannian can think of the comics he wants to draw in his mind, and then modify and cut them.

Gradually, the comics he originally read were changed into what he wanted.

Then, I saw Li Wannian suddenly open his eyes, pick up the G pen, dip it in ink, and start writing and drawing on the original drawing paper.

Because Li Wannian was so confident, he didn't need any drafts at all. What he drew was the finished product, so he was much faster than ordinary cartoonists.

In less than an hour, an A4-sized comic was initially drawn by Li Wannian.

Of course, there are still hundreds of millions of details left before the manuscript is completely finished, but for most cartoonists, this guy's speed is as fast as cheating!
At this moment, Li Wannian finally finished reading the manuscript of more than ten chapters in his hand.

The content that followed was really exciting. From the appearance of the soul to the truth about the death of Ichigo's mother, Li Wanshan felt a sudden sense of enlightenment.

Now the manga has reached the Uryū chapter. Uryū has attracted a large number of Hollows, and they are about to compete with Ichigo. The critical moment is gone. Such a break makes Li Wanshan feel like he had pulled it halfway and then shrunk back. He was so suffocated. I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to go forward immediately, catch Li Wannian and ask about the plot behind it.

However, when Li Wanshan raised his head, he saw the setting sun shining on Li Wannian through the window, stretching his shadow very long.

This is such a beautiful picture that even the uneducated Li Wanshan felt a sense of beauty and couldn't bear to disturb it.

My brother is really sharp!

(End of this chapter)