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Chapter 227 Acquiring a Studio

Comic show site.

Zhang Yongkang sat on the swivel chair in shock, holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, taking a sip from time to time to relieve his restless mood.

In fact, when the so-called elder brother Tuanzi came in, Zhang Yongkang felt a little familiar, and he felt like he had seen those eyebrows somewhere before.

It's just that Zhang Yongkang didn't ask much because he was wearing a mask.

It was absolutely unexpected that this young man would be the red face who just won the Isabella International Piano Competition.

Of course, he has a more famous name in Huaguo - He Xiao!
As soon as he took off the mask at this time, the whole small booth was boiling, and Bao Yuanyuan's friends chattered around to beg He Xiao to sign for them.

He Xiao naturally responded with a smile.

After some busy work, he flicked his wrist, sat next to Zhang Yongkang and asked, "How are you thinking?"

Zhang Yongkang was struggling.

To be honest, he has struggled for so many years, but he has never succeeded once. He is really afraid of losing, and he has long lost the drive and drive he once had.

In particular, the dismal results of "The Sword of the Emperor Qin" were like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's chests.

It is impossible to say that it is not lost. Five years of ups and downs have long since obliterated the original rhetoric.

It is impossible for a defeated army that is always defeated to have its own soul.

They need someone who can bring back the soul, a leader, a spirit, who can lead them into the battlefield again.

And now, He Xiao appeared.

He Xiao didn't know if he was the one who summoned the soul, but he wanted to give it a try.

Seeing that Zhang Yongkang was still silent, He Xiao couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder: "Don't think about it, the market of Guoman needs excellent creators like you."

"Teacher He... To be honest, the current Guoman market is a pool of stagnant water. If we go in, we will sink to the bottom, and we won't be able to float up."

Zhang Yongkang opened his mouth, and finally said a bitter and bitter sentence: "This is not something we can change. The market environment is like this. The domestic animation market is still dominated by "young children". Half of the country is supported by them, and we adults who are looking for animation have no way out."

Hearing this, He Xiao couldn't help but pursed his lips and frowned deeply.

Because what Zhang Yongkang said is correct, in the current domestic animation market, young people are the mainstream.

Their common feature is that they are for "children", parents take their children to the cinema, and have a lively family carnival.

For example, in today’s declining traditional publishing industry and the era when everyone can read e-books online, there are only two types of books whose sales have risen instead of falling.

That is children's picture books and academic materials!

For these two things, the head of the family often spares no effort to purchase for the children, in order to let the children have a childhood without any regrets.

Therefore, entertainment products for "young children" have become a relatively stable market, with children and parents as the main consumers.

This is also the reason why domestic directors continue to shoot children-oriented animation works. The market response is relatively stable and they will not take too much risk.

On the contrary, if you shoot a large-scale adult Xiang Guoman, not to mention the lack of money, people, and technology, there are still unpredictable losses to bear.

A Chinese manga film usually takes eight months to produce, and the investment is at least tens of millions.

However, in the current era when movies often have a box office of over [-] million yuan, the return rate of domestic animation movies is too weak, and they often cannot make ends meet.

Some top-notch companies do not believe in evil, and hire foreign teams to do the work, and invite famous voice actors to dub, but the final result is a complete failure, and losses abound.

Over time, Guoman has fallen to the point where no one cares about it, and all the rich have gone to invest in low-school animation.

As a result, the Guoman market has been sluggish. Compared with the prosperity of Japanese animation, the hope of Guoman's rise has become increasingly slim.

Zhang Yongkang sighed, shook his head and said: "This is just one of them. The reason why our Chinese manga can't rise is not only the market environment, but also the script, character image, and dubbing team...these are all incomparable to others."

A series of defeats made Zhang Yongkang realize the reality. Even if He Xiao, the hottest star at the moment, offered to come to invest, he would not dare to accept it.

He Xiao didn't speak, and lit a cigarette.

He has quit smoking for a long time since signing with Le Jia, but today he really wants to smoke.

Squatting on the ground, he slammed his mouth hard, and the cigarette butt burned faster, and the white smoke floated up, causing him to squint his eyes.

After a long time, half of the cigarette in his hand was gone, and he said, "Zhang Yongkang, there is a saying that everything depends on human effort!"

"What you said is not entirely true. Let me add a wisecrack. It's been 7102 years. Why do you still believe that children are the biggest consumers in the animation market?"

Just one sentence from He Xiao made Zhang Yongkang stunned and turned around in astonishment.

"Ten years ago was 2007, not 1997! The post-90s have grown up, and even the post-00s are almost adults. In today's global market, which is getting younger and younger, everything is possible!"

"Children are by no means the ultimate direction of the domestic animation industry. Since Japanese comics can open up the domestic market, why can't Chinese comics? It's just that the storytelling is not touching enough!"

""The Sword of the Emperor of Qin" hit the market because the story is too poor, the rhythm is too loose, and it lacks appeal, not the fault of the market environment!"

He Xiao's voice was so loud that Zhang Yongkang, a veteran of Guoman for five years, was speechless.

Yes, to say a thousand words and ten thousand, the story is still not good enough, the content is not fine enough, otherwise I would not be in this situation.

"Teacher He, tell me what to do, I want to fight again!" After a long silence, Zhang Yongkang finally raised his head, his eyes shining with high spirits.

His soul has been called back.

At this moment, Zhang Yongkang doesn't know whether He Xiao, a singer, can really save Guoman, but he chooses to believe that he wants to fight one last time.

No matter what kind of story He Xiao has in his hands, he will choose to create it with his heart, so that the story will flourish on the stage of Guoman.

"How many people are there in your studio?" He Xiao looked back at Zhang Yongkang.

Zhang Yongkang said: "52 people."

He Xiao nodded, showing a smile: "Follow me in the future, and I will tell you my story in three days."

Zhang Yongkang's dilapidated studio is not worth much, and He Xiao intends to acquire it wholly, which means he has his own company from now on.

Generally speaking, celebrities are still engaged in their old business when they start their own careers, open a studio as their own boss, sign new artists, or invest in filming, or release singing albums.

He Xiao's path seems a bit crooked. It's indeed a movie, but it's an animation movie, which doesn't match his identity as a singer.

But he knew that his choice was not wrong. He definitely missed out on acquiring this capable team, and they would give him even bigger surprises in return.

Don't use people with suspicion, don't use people who are suspicious.

After He Xiao came back from the comic exhibition, he didn't think too much about whether Zhang Yongkang could control this national comic, but directly started to prepare the story script.

Of course, he is not a hand-off shopkeeper.

The next animated film to be filmed will be written and directed by him. After all, he has watched it on his black phone and knows what he wants.

In fact, He Xiao thought about taking some shortcuts, directly transferring the video downloads from the black phone to real life, so that he could save the cost and time of production, and use it directly as a film.

But the facts proved that he was thinking too much. The black phone seemed to be because he didn’t belong to this world. He could only watch it but not pick it up, let alone export it. After connecting it to the computer, it couldn’t recognize the device at all, and the computer would crash.

This also made He Xiao give up the idea of ​​using his brain, and could only artificially copy the things in the phone bit by bit.

Turning on the laptop, He Xiao began to write the script of this Chinese manga.

The keyboard was silently pressed, and a row of eye-catching titles jumped out.

—— "White Snake: Origination"!
(End of this chapter)