Hong Kong Comic Master

"In four days, we went to nearly fifty schools and sent out 100 comics, but so far, more than 3,800 copies have been sold, of which more than 2,500 were sold in grocery stores near the school, and the rest were sold in newsstands..."

In the printing factory, the father and son of the Li family sat together and listened to Lao He's data report.

To be honest, this data is not good, especially since Li Wan'an had heard too much about the sales of "Weekly Shonen Jump" in his previous life, which easily reached 4 million copies. The sales of a few thousand copies are really not enough.

However, in fact, Hong Kong Island is only a city with only 4.5 million people, and the market is limited.

Take the most popular "Dragon Tiger Gate" for example, the highest sales volume is only 20,000.

What's more, "Bleach" as a single volume costs as high as 5 dollars, while "Dragon Tiger Gate" is only 2 dollars.

However, "Dragon Tiger Gate" has only one chapter per issue, while "Bleach" has 10 chapters. Relatively speaking, "Bleach" is more affordable!

Of course, for children from working-class families in Hong Kong Island, where the average salary is around HK$2,000, spending 5 dollars to buy a comic book is still a bit expensive.

"So, in addition to schools, people in society have also started to read "Bleach"?"

Li Chongjun saw the clues through simple data.

"This is normal. I saw several fruit boys reading "Bleach" these two days."

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

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

"There is still a long way to go!"

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

However, Li Wannian's performance was a different scene in the eyes of several other people, especially He Bo.

At a young age, he was talented and not proud at all. It is difficult for such a person not to succeed.

At this moment in He Bo's eyes, Li Wannian was simply the top child of other people's families.

"By the way, Nianzi, how is the preparation for the second volume going? Should we strike while the iron is hot?"

When he heard about the second volume, Li Wanshan's ears perked up. There is no doubt that he is also looking forward to it.

"Well, one week later!"

Although Li Wannian draws comics very quickly and has some drafts saved, he can't finish one side in a week even if he doesn't sleep every day!

"Ah? Another week later!"

Hearing this, Li Wanshan shouted in disappointment.

"Is one week enough?"

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

"Almost, I still have some drafts saved, but when it comes to the third volume, I'm afraid it will take longer!"

"Huh? Drafts saved?"

Li Wanshan, who was standing aside, suddenly had an idea in his mind, which meant that Li Wannian had already drawn the following content?

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

"Really? Of course, I promise I won't break it!"

Li Wanshan was so excited that he was incoherent and promised quickly.

"Okay, Shanzi, you and Nianzi go home first, and I will discuss the rest with Uncle He!"

"OK, no problem!"

"You can watch it, but don't disturb Nianzi from painting!"

"Am I so unreliable?"

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

"Bang!"

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Li Wannian pushed open the bedroom door.

"Where is it? Where is it?"

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

As he said that, Li Wannian took out a box from the second layer of the bunk bed, and then took out a bag wrapped in book cover from it.

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

"Are these all? Why don't you put them in the cabinet? You won't lose them!"

Li Wanshan took the manuscript carefully.

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

"There are so many tricks here?"

"Of course, you sit aside and watch. It's best to wash your hands and don't get them dirty!"

"No problem, I'll wash them right away!"

As he said that, Li Wanshan put down the manuscript, turned around and ran out of the bedroom immediately, washing his hands with soap for three times before coming back.

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

"What is this?"

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

"That's enough, that's enough, don't read it anymore, it gives me a headache!"

Listening to Li Wannian's words that sounded like a menu, Li Wanshan said he had a headache and quickly gave up the courage to continue kissing.

Looking at Li Wanshan's appearance, Li Wannian sighed and retracted his mind to focus on the workbench.

After all, it was Hong Kong Island in the 1970s, and many painting tools were not complete.

I still remember that when I first came here, I ran all over Hong Kong Island, but I couldn't get all the tools together. In the end, I used substitutes and made them by hand to get these tools together.

At this moment, he thought to himself: When I make money, I must exchange these things for the best!

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

Because of his amazing memory, Li Wannian could bring the comics he wanted to draw to his mind, and then modify and cut them.

Gradually, the comics he had seen were changed to what he wanted.

Then, Li Wannian suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the G pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write and draw on the original drawing paper.

Because Li Wannian had a plan in mind, he didn't need a draft at all, and he drew the finished product, so he was much faster than the average cartoonist.

In less than an hour, a comic the size of A4 paper was initially drawn by Li Wannian.

Of course, there are still a few details to be completed, but for most cartoonists, this guy's speed is like a cheat!

At this time, Li Wannian finally finished reading the manuscript of more than a dozen chapters in his hand.

The subsequent content is indeed very exciting. From the appearance of the soul to the truth of Ichigo's mother's death, Li Wanshan felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Now the comics have come to the Rain Dragon chapter. Rain Dragon attracted a large number of hollows to compete with Ichigo, but it was at the critical moment that it was gone. Such a fragment made Li Wanshan feel that the shi was pulled halfway and then shrank back. He was very uncomfortable and wanted to go forward immediately and grab Li Wannian to ask about the following plot.

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

What a beautiful picture, which made the uneducated Li Wanshan feel a sense of beauty and couldn't bear to disturb him.

My brother is really sharp!