Chapter 769

The news that Han Mo wanted to publish animation just broke out on the wechat official account of sichen media for one minute, and was uploaded on the whole network.

"Han Mo wants to make cartoons again?"

"It should be attached to the industry. After all, movies are the most profitable. I still look forward to Han Mo's movies."

"The last cartoon and animation are very good. I'm still watching the serial now. I'm looking forward to it."

"But I heard that this cartoon is for children and is not suitable for adults."

"Sorry, I'm a child, always a child."

"Who is not a 300 month baby."

"So I'm a baby, too."

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The publicity of animation is the lowest configuration, not that Han Mo has no confidence in it, but that it is unnecessary. After all, it is not a very commercial thing. As long as it is the most basic publicity, everyone knows. In his heart, this is a gift for children. After all, he wants to broadcast it on TV, with the publicity of TV stations and online animation, That's enough.

This cartoon, too young children may just watch a lively, slightly older children have their own choices, they will take the initiative to watch it if they like it, and there is no way if they don't like it. So publicity is just an auxiliary tool to let everyone know that there is this cartoon.

Now that the positioning has been established, it is impossible to rely on the accumulation of fans before Han mo. even for all ages, the age span is still a little large. Han Mo didn't expect to rely on publicity to play a role. Anyway, Jiang Taigong fished and those who wanted to take the bait.

Children like it and choose other cartoons if they don't. Han Mo didn't expect to make money by this. It's good to have no desire.

Han Mo's calmness is just opposite to that of some people.

Island Comics Association

"Han Mo is going to produce a new work again?"

"Yes, President, it is said that the style is different from that before. I don't know the specific situation."

The president was lost in thought and said slowly, "sort out all the information about Han Mo's new works and give it to me immediately."

"Yes. President. "

Originally, although the comic business of the island country was not developed, it was also self-sufficient, and the domestic readers supported it very much. However, since Han Mo's works poured into the island country, the local comic and animation began to survive in the cracks.

After Han Mo sold comic magazines, comic societies in the island countries followed suit and jointly published comic magazines with large companies. However, no matter how they took advantage of their local advantages, they still could not defeat the aggressive Han Mo works.

The monthly sales volume of Korean ink comic magazines is rising. The total sales volume of all comic magazines in the whole island can basically be the same as that of Korean ink magazines.

In the island country, every cartoonist is madly imitating Han Mo's works, but they can't surpass them. They just hope that Han Mo's works will be finished soon, but the end doesn't come. They even hope that he will publish new works, so they can't calm down.

"President, what should we do? I heard that Han Mo has published new works. Originally, our market share has been very low. He has published new works. What should we do?"

"President, I think we should protest collectively and prohibit the sale of Han Mo's works in our island country."

"I think this method is OK. Let's unite and protest."

When the cartoonist and the president of the comic club who had just received the news knew that Han Mo was going to produce a new work, they hurried to the office of the president of the comic Association and talked about it. The quiet office became noisy.

The president who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly interrupted the noisy discussion, "wake up, protest? You want to ban the distribution of Han Mo's works in our island country? Then you are against all readers. You protest against Han Mo, and more readers will protest with us. At that time, the scene can't be controlled at all. Whoever wants to be the bad guy, do it by himself. I don't care, but don't mention our association. We can't afford it. "

The office, which was still noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.

"What shall we do?" A cartoonist asked cautiously.

At this time, no one answered and no one spoke, because everyone didn't know how to answer the question.

"President, all the information you asked me to collect is here." The secretary put the folder respectfully on his desk.

The crowd waited for the content of the information. The president looked at it for a while, his expression changed obviously, a touch of Yin evil appeared in the corners of his eyes and smiled.

"You see."

Everyone took the folder.

"His cartoon this time is in this style."

"This seems to be for children."

"The maximum age range is in primary school, and it will never be higher."

"Ha ha, he will lose this time. At least there will be no sales in our island country."

"Don't pay attention to it, so I often say that the painter's inspiration also has a life span. If you continue to create for a period of time and have a floating mentality, you can't create good works. Han Mo is an example."

"However, it's a little early to judge just by looking at the figure. The content may not look like what you think?"

A young painter said weakly, and everyone looked at him.

"Well, what are you talking about?"

"Crazy, you talk like that. Do you not want to stay in the comic club? If you don't want to, you can leave now."

"Well, get out. It's not for you."

"If it weren't for Tengzi's recommendation, you wouldn't be qualified to sit here."

Everyone looked at the humble little painter with disgusting eyes. As long as they disagreed with them, they were unforgivable. They didn't want to pay attention to whether what Inoue said was reasonable. Anyway, if they disagreed, they were not qualified to stay here. No one cares about a little cartoonist who is not famous at all.

Inoue bowed in everyone's angry eyes and left the office silently.

Although the president did not attack Inoue like others, he did not say a fair word for Inoue when others attacked, nor did he ask him not to leave.

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On the other hand, Han Mo doesn't know what happened in the island country at all. He has many important things besides work and doesn't care about the comic industry in the small island country.

"Let me help you go." Han Mo will walk on Shuya's left and on Shuya's right. He has made this request for the nth time.

"No, I'm not seventy-eight or eighty. Don't help me. Alas, you're always wandering on both sides of me. I'm stunned by you and walk on one side."

"Well, good." Han Mo hurriedly walked on Shuya's right.

Although there is nothing difficult in Han Mo's heart, Shuya's pregnancy has baffled him. He really doesn't know how to take care of Shuya and the little things in her stomach. Sometimes he is very good and can ignore his existence, but he will quickly make some movement and declare war on you. His existence.

Shuya used to like food, but now she doesn't like it. Even during the weight loss period, Shuya will eat a lot of dishes made by Han Mo, but now she just looks at them and shakes her head and says she can't eat them.

The most irritating thing is that the little guy always gives his father some bad ideas at home. Han Mo is confused and goes to the doctor. He thinks his daughter's idea is good. As a result, he will only make things worse. Finally, he strictly forbids Xuanxuan to give another idea, but the little guy is very dissatisfied with his father's attitude of shirking responsibility.

What the little guy often says recently is, "Dad, I'm just a person who gives advice. It's you who make the final decision. Why should you blame me, hum."

Han Mo realized what pain was for the first time and was happy.

Whether Shuya wants it or not, Han Mo doesn't feel at ease if he doesn't help her go, and doesn't mess around. He directly forcibly lifts Shuya's arm.

"It's not that I can't go." Shuya wants to avoid Han Mo's hand.

"Don't move. Just go like this. I'm not sure if I don't hold you."

Shuya was very uncomfortable with Han Mo's close protection. "Haven't you done anything important lately?"

"Yes, you are my important thing." Han Mo said casually. Suddenly, the little guy pouted and competed for favor. He quickly added, "there's something about Xuanxuan."