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Chapter 538 A Different Road

Lao Qin is not a painting by Zhu Zi. It took a lot of time to make characters by making ink by hundreds of thousands of words, but there is no way to do it at present.

If Lao Qin comes, at least he can ensure that the manuscript will not be leaked.

After writing another hundred chapters of the Hilarious Sky, Lin Hu then wrote some well-known novels in his previous life, similar to the outline.

In his opinion, it is impossible to develop an industry by just drawing a person by Zhu Zi.

It’s not that you don’t have enough abilities, but that you have limited energy.

At present, Lin Hu didn't know if he would be at a loss when submitting the manuscript, but basically he was devoted to making fun of the sky and was unable to do other things.

If this develops, what time will it take to go?

Moreover, there are many things to say about the funny things in the sky, but in fact, he was so troubled by this month that he could only have dozens or hundreds of chapters of content, which puts a lot of pressure on me.

But there is nothing we can do about this.

After all, the pricing is there, so there must be enough quantity to meet the standard.

In Lin Hu's view, this is similar to a single-line book. If this continues, it will not be a good development direction. It also requires an aggregate that can tolerate thousands of people and allow more monks to invest in this industry.

He also asked Qin Wan'er to write his ideas on his behalf.

Sure enough, Zhu Zihua arrived in person just a few days after he was ready.

"Brother Hu, are there any subsequent manuscripts? I'm almost using them up here. This is a critical moment. Now, with praises that are so popular, if there are problems with the work, it will be a big problem!"

He hurried over, regardless of how much Lin Hu made, after all, it was just Lin Hu who wanted to make money, and he wanted to carry forward his paintings.

Lin Hu smiled bitterly and said, "You don't even look at how much money you have made these days."

"Can you have more comics than me?" Zhu Zihua raised her eyebrows.

His comic sales have been very good recently, but this thing itself is not priced at a high price, just a few spirit stones, but with small profits and quick turnover, there are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

Lin Hu specially opened a spirit stone card for the calculated spirit stone, transferred all of them in, and handed them over with the account book.

Zhu Zihua glanced at the final number and said, "So many!"

After a month, excluding various expenses, the accounting was nearly 2 million yuan, but these two million yuan also involves subsequent payments and new product development issues, and not many can be used.

In addition, the recent popularity has been around, such as treasure clothes and magic weapons, and the sales volume is only a few sets of them a day. On the contrary, the sales volume of figures has increased a little because they are cheap, but overall it will not be too many.

Lin Hu shook his head and said, "It's almost saturated, but as of the current situation, it won't be too stable, but every time a new product is released, it should be a hit."

This number is actually moisture because a big family helped to buy some.

These families are just showing kindness. Lin Hu is interested in ordinary monks, but these monks buy relatively cheap styles.

Zhu Zihua couldn't help but smack her tongue.

When I thought that this was actually the influence of my comics, I couldn't help but feel happy.

For example, it is not easy for the Guo family to do business in the Dabao Clothing Store because it requires time to accumulate and it is difficult to see results in the short term. Zheng Youcai and others can only become bigger because of family accumulation and have a certain foundation.

After all, this is unusual clothing.

He handed the spirit stone card to Lin Hu and said, "I guess you may need some funds in the early stage. Let's keep my share here. You can do this. Let's talk about the later issues."

Lin Hu handed over the prepared manuscript again.

Zhu Zihua took a look and became excited. The next part of the teasing of the sky was already gradually reaching orgasm, which was indeed not beyond his expectations. However, after seeing the outlines of other novels and part of Lin Hu's idea, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Is this?"

Lin Hu said: "I mentioned to Brother Zhu last time that a person's ability is limited after all. Comics is an emerging industry, and not many people can accept it. There are only this White Tiger City, which is a city. Compared with books, it is still lacking in background."

Zhu Zihua immediately became silent.

To put it bluntly, comics are indeed very novel, like libraries, with all kinds of books full of books, and in terms of comics, the only one who can show off is probably the only one who can make it.

"So you want others to draw comics too?" Zhu Zihua was a little hesitant. Will others steal his limelight? After all, reading the outlines of several other novels is also very excellent.

Lin Hu smiled and said, "Be serious, you are the master of comics. The outline is provided by you and your painting skills are perfect. These people are all your apprentices. Moreover, this first group of people cannot be allowed to participate casually, otherwise it will only lower the reputation of the comics."

Zhu Zi's eyes lit up when he painted.

Lord of comics!

Painting the way!

He actually felt like he had found the way invisibly.

His family itself belongs to the descendants of the Painting Saint in the Twelve Harmonies of the Immortal Way. Everyone is actually following the old path of the ancestors and rarely has the possibility of breaking through the limitations.

Now, he actually saw a different path.

Strictly speaking, it has not broken through the scope of painting, but it has a tendency to establish a sect.

All of this was brought by Lin Hu.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Lin Hu. How could this guy know so much? Is this all the inheritance of the talent of monsters and the knowledge from a long time ago?

"You keep going!" he said hurriedly.

Lin Hu said: "The problems faced by comics are too single and too scarce. Although it is so popular, it does not mean that everyone can accept it. After all, some people still don't like this kind of content. Last time I mentioned the concept of weekly magazines, which is published once a week, and many works are serialized. In this way, it can maximize the attracting of readers and carry forward the comics."

"So I suggest that Brother Zhu serves as the editor-in-chief. All the stories at present will be reviewed by you and taught by you to further expand the scope. After the content is rich to a certain extent, it can be promoted to the public."

"Of course, as of the current situation, there is no need to hurry up, but you can also start preparing. After all, it takes a certain amount of time to hone your painting skills and learn various techniques. You can start to cultivate them in your spare time."

Lin Hu's vision of a large span is very large.

Generally speaking, it is impossible to achieve. In this world, as long as the story is excellent enough and Zhu Zi's paintings are strong enough, there is really a possibility of realization.

"Hahaha, Brother Hu, thank you so much!"

Zhu Zihua suddenly burst into laughter.

The road!

This is actually his great way. He has carried forward this way and allowed more people to go on. As the person who created this way, his benefits are simply unimaginable.
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