Cartoonist's Dream

Ryoko's voice was very low, and Li Mu was concentrating on talking at this moment, unable to attract his attention at all.In fact, she could have spoken louder to prevent Li Mu from provoking disputes.But she finally closed her mouth.

If there was anything that made Ryoko willingly back down, it was Li Mu's eyes.There was no malice in the depths of his eyes, it seemed to be persuasion... simple, well-meaning persuasion.

"Although I want to say that I have amazing talent——I am the protagonist of the world, but in fact, I am just a low-level author who signed a 'deed of prostitution' under her shit luck, right?

"She wanted start-up capital, so Anya appeared. She lacked a right-hand man, so Bingyu appeared. After starting a company, she needed author resources, so I appeared."

"But if you want to say that she is lucky, it is actually the result of her hard work. You will find that—[

"—everyone has one or two rich friends, but who can make friends like her? I'm afraid I'm holding back with the thought of 'anya is so rich, she won't talk to me' , I dare not even be friends, I would rather start some kind of company.

"—Everyone has one or two classmates who work hard and are trustworthy. Who can drive classmates out of stable jobs like her? People who are afraid of failing must not dare to do so, but Lu Lingling was confident that she could bring this friend a happier life, so she did it as soon as she had the heart.

"—There are always one or two opportunities around everyone. Who can see an opportunity and not go far away to pursue it? Afraid of being tired, unable to let go, worried that it will not be as expected... All kinds of hesitation bind us like chains falling from the sky , afraid of losing what you have, and giving up what slips away from your hands."

(...Mmmm...mmmm.) Ryoko thought.

"Rich people" refers to An Ya, "those who work hard" refers to Bing Yu, and "opportunities to pursue for thousands of miles" refers to Teacher Li Mu himself.Mrs. Limu suppressed Lingling first, then praised her again, and mentioned the reason why she was forced out of the original company for Bingyu's happiness... But.

(Hey, where is Ryoko, where is Ryoko—? After talking so much, I didn’t mention Ryoko.) Ryoko looked depressed.

She wondered whether she was the opposite of Lingling, the one who missed the opportunity; or she was treated as a supporting role.

"Of course Liangzi is also an indispensable element. Without her, the three gears of you would have worn each other apart."

Noticing Liangzi's shabby and downcast face, Limu finally remembered the "endocrine system" incident two months ago.He deliberately put her forward alone, looked at her expression a little, and smiled softly.

Liangzi's skin was thin, and his face suddenly turned from white to red, and his tender cheeks seemed to be powdered, like a character in a black and white comic suddenly had color.I want to be mentioned, but I can't stand the praise.However, when thinking about the role of her lubricating oil, combined with the current situation that the four of them parted ways, Liangzi suddenly felt ashamed again.

"I'm sorry."*2

For some reason, Wang Bingyu also apologized.

"Why are you apologizing? It's too ugly. Don't look depressed."

Although I feel that this apology is a bit inexplicable, but it seems that everyone has some sense of awakening.In order to encourage them, and also to encourage himself, Li Mu worked hard to consider the words and sentences.

... In the science of the mind, there is a sub-profession called "Master of Motivation".

"Actually, we need to belittle ourselves. Although Lu Lingling is the main character, it is impossible for her to jump up and down after leaving you. Think about it, if she switches places with you, is it possible that she can do better than you? ?”

Can't - probably can't.

That lazy guy only has one mouth and it's pretty good, and the rest is just running amok... Hey, is it really going on...

Even if it is her, it is impossible to find a group of rich, capable, and caring... trustworthy friends... After all, the trust she has developed with her friends for so long—[

Wang Bingyu covered her mouth with her hands, and couldn't stop thinking.

Li Mu looked in her direction and saw that her body was trembling constantly.I was very surprised to see her reaction, wondering why Wang Bingyu was so easily induced, but unfortunately her state of "reflection" did not last long.

"She is no match for us." Wang Bingyu said proudly.

"Yes, even if you have the aura of the protagonist, it's useless. The three of you must be far superior to her alone."

"I know, 'Sangu cobbler is better than Zhuge Liang'" Anya listened to Li Mu's narration, and understood bit by bit.

Li Mu nodded to affirm her words, and continued

"In fact, everyone is the protagonist of life. Just like in comics, if there are more shots of a certain person, then this character will become the protagonist in the story. If the camera is switched to another person, then the other person will become the protagonist of the story. As the protagonist, things like halos are mainly based on the position of the viewpoint."

"So life is like a caricature, we all have a point of view on our head. If you take life as a caricature and jump off the paper, then your expressions are too ugly now, how can you be completely depressed because of a little sales...

"It's not enough for others to see us. We have to turn our point of view back to ourselves, to see what we have done before, what we are doing now, and what we are going to do in the future, where we are doing well and where we are doing. The bad, the ridiculous, the stupid, the pathetic, it all becomes clear at a glance.

"The most important thing

"What are we pursuing, and whether our life has deviated from the ideal track.

"Imagine a person who aspires to be a manga artist since he was a child, but always deviates from it... He becomes an uncle who sells honey in middle age... What a bad manga story..." Uncle Limu suddenly fell silent, how could he not know how depressed he was? I took myself in for a while, and said with a regretful smile:

"I'm sorry, I suddenly lost interest when I talked about it... In short, that's it, don't let a little blow... No, even if it's a big blow, don't let yourself go off track. The more you fight in frustration, The picture scroll of your life will be more wonderful."

"So, Bingyu, Liangzi, Anya, can you tell me what your ideal is here? Well, let's exchange the same value. I will tell you that my ideal is to become the world's number one manga artist!"

Wang Bingyu said hesitantly, "...the number one CEO in the world."

On the contrary, Liangzi didn't have much scruples: "Liangzi, I hope we can be together forever."

Anya lowered her head realistically, then looked up at the ceiling, and finally said, "I... have no ideals."

There are no ideal people.

It sounds absurd, but they do exist, and they are as difficult as Muzi.One day I suddenly remembered that I had such an ideal, and then gave up work, studies, and family to pursue it, which made people feel a bit like a mental disorder.But what's so bad about it, is there a problem?

Let Anya wait for her ideal, and hope she won't remember it until she dies of old age.Li Mu turned her head to look at Bingyu, she aimed at the world's number one CEO, at least she should have realized something...

After the meeting.

Seeing that Wang Bingyu was still anxious, Li Mu patted her on the shoulder when she was leaving orders on the stairs.She also took this opportunity to apologize to Li Mu: "I'm sorry, I invested a lot this time, but the return may be very little. It's all the result of my willful will." [

t Publishing House spent zero on the collection of manga content this time, and spent 50 yuan on "negotiations" with the review department, and all the remaining assets of the company were used for advertising.It is no exaggeration to say that the funds used for publicity have exceeded 300 million, but this is still negligible for the whole country and even the world.

Generally speaking, for 32 black and white comic magazines, the page cost of about 240p is about 2 yuan.This is a "fake" product made with small pages (32k) and low-quality paper (a little worse than recycled paper, which will crack if you turn it twice).Ordinary 16-carat magazines cost at least 4 yuan per copy, even if they are simply calculated based on area increments.

T Publishing House obviously put an end to fake and shoddy products, color pages plus paper quality and random things, the cost of a comic is more than 10 yuan.Selling at the wholesale price, the company's profit is 10% of the selling price, and the profit is about 28 yuan.The retailer makes a profit of 20%, about 5 yuan. 28-5-28-cost, the remaining few dollars will be taken away by the state.

According to the 28 yuan profit of "T Jiapin", the publishing house has to sell more than 100 million copies to make back its capital. It stands to reason that the first day of release must be the hottest.And now the goal of 100 million copies has only been completed by 1/5. This is only the circulation of the goods given to the wholesalers, not the real sales volume...

If it cannot be sold within the remaining 28 days, T Publishing House will usher in the first round of losses.So Wang Bingyu didn't think about this possibility.

Li Mu looked at her and smiled.The Wang Bingyu he knew was not a woman who would put all her eggs in one basket.

"I don't care about this kind of thing. What do you care about? You can gain wisdom by eating a pit. Besides, investment determines the return. If you pay, you will get something. You have become too impatient under Lu Lingling's arrogance. If I don't object to your plan, it's equivalent to acquiescing to your plan... trustme, trustyourself!"

After speaking, Li Mu took two steps forward and walked up two steps.Suddenly recalling the painful experience of a colleague of his who switched careers to open a publishing house, he turned around and patted her on the shoulder again and said:

"Young man, play steadily"

Then he ran up the steps.

Looking at the back of the old-fashioned talker, who was flying around while running.An inexplicable feeling rose in Wang Bingyu's heart, but it did not prevent her from warning with a straight face:

"Children are not allowed to run on the stairs!"

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