Big Manga

September 11

"Xiao Huo, breakfast is ready!"

Meng Huo was brushing his teeth in the bathroom when the screams came from the living room.

While brushing his teeth, he rubbed his eyelids in the mirror, wondering if it was a hallucination, he felt as if he had dark circles under his eyes.

After washing, Meng Huo returned to the living room with worries.

"Mom, do I have dark circles under my eyes?"

Li Qin was taken aback, and looked at his face carefully: "No, you must have read it wrong."

Only then did Meng Huo sit down to eat breakfast in peace. He didn't want to have dark circles under his eyes at a young age.

"Xiao Huo." After pouring a glass of milk for Meng Huo, Li Qin asked, "Today is the release date of the manga, do you want to buy a copy?"

"No." There was a bowl of noodles on the dining table, and Meng Huo picked up the noodles with chopsticks: "The editorial department will send a few copies over, we don't have to buy them ourselves."

He ate noodles happily. Even if he actually published his own comic book by releasing the booklet, Phoenix Company would prepare a few copies for him. Meng Huo even sent a special message last night to give Shen Jie a copy.

The female academic bully replied happily: "It happens that I have no money, so I will pay you back the pamphlet next time."

But every time Meng Huo publishes a single volume, there will be several copies, so why does he need Shen Jie to give it to him?

"So Alice will come in the morning?"

Sitting next to Meng Huo and eating noodles, Li Qin thought of her younger sister: "She's been busy with your comics recently, and she should be quieter after this release."

Alice and Meng Huo were very busy these days, and Li Qin was very worried.

She suddenly thought again: "Xiao Huo, how much do you think the one-line instinct can sell and how much money can it make?"

"Well, in the whole country, one million copies should be sold, right?"

Meng Huo didn't want to frighten Li Qin, so he chose his words carefully: "My royalties are very high, but I still have to deduct taxes. It is estimated that I can get more than two million yuan!"

The biggest preferential treatment Phoenix Company gave Meng Huo was 10% royalties, and there was nothing wrong with his calculation method. However, there is a big loophole in the quantity. China is vast and rich in resources. The first printing of "Detective Conan" exceeded one million copies, and the final sales volume will definitely be more.

However, Li Qin was still frightened.

"Two, more than two million..." She almost lost her grip on the chopsticks. What is the concept of more than two million? This money is enough for their mother and son to buy a house in Ninghai City, and it is a one-time payment!

After buying a house, they are completely Ninghai people. If they say it, Li Qin's brothers and sisters will probably faint.

"Xiao Huo, don't waste your money!"

Li Qin suddenly thought of a saying that if a man has money, he will become bad. She can't rest assured: "What kind of money do you want to use in the future, you must tell your mother!"

Meng Huo turned to look at her and smiled.

"Okay, Mom, don't worry."

He doesn't gamble or piao, and he doesn't have any sexual hobbies, let alone do anything to make Li Qin sad.

In the morning Alice came with some books, and with her the delivery man.

"Did you buy a treadmill?"

Alice looked at the delivery man who carefully moved the treadmill into the house, with a look of surprise on her face: "How much?"

"Six thousand, for family use." Meng Huo brought Alice into the study, and asked Li Qin to help debug the treadmill outside: "Did you bring the booklet?"

Alice took out the booklet of "Detective Conan" from her satchel,

As soon as he appeared, Meng Huo's eyes lit up. The cover of the booklet was the same as the subway poster, it was the picture of the male and female protagonists together.

"You really know how to do business."

Meng Huo was very satisfied. It turns out that the poster still has this kind of use. I don't know if Ye Xiong had planned it long ago.

"It's more than that!"

Alice laughed, and she turned to the last page: "What do you think this is?"

"This is……"

Meng Huo was taken aback again. He saw a beautiful maple leaf bookmark, and the picture on it was Kaitou Kidd.

"We made those three pictures of yours into bookmarks and put them randomly on the last page of each book, so we postponed the release until today." Alice took out different bookmarks from other books, each of which was very delicate. : "It's a pity that the bookmark is too small to show the artistic conception of the picture."

That being said, Alice is still a little proud. These bookmarks are very well made and will definitely surprise readers.

Meng Huo was full of praise for the bookmark, and the quality of the bookmark was good. The publisher didn't cut corners, and 30 yuan was a bargain.

"By the way, Meng Huo."

Alice hesitated for a moment, but still said: "The sales volume of "Detective Sherlock" is very high. Yesterday, only 700,000 copies were sold in Ninghai. The editor-in-chief hopes that you will not be discouraged."

"700,000 copies in Ninghai City?" Meng Huo was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It seems that I underestimated the market. The first print of "Detective Conan" is 1.5 million copies. I think you should print more immediately. .”

Alice was taken aback.

"Do you think "Detective Conan" will surpass "Detective Sherlock"?" She swallowed: "Is this your idea?"

Meng Huo smiled lightly.

"I originally regarded the novel of "Detective Sherlock" as the opponent..."

If Mach could describe that novel vividly, Meng Huo might not have the confidence to win, but he was disappointed after reading the manga booklet.

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The front of Qingyuan Book City is still crowded with people. Yesterday's sales champion "Detective Sherlock" is still in front today, and next to it is "Detective Conan" which was just released today.

"Master, are you going to buy this?"

An old man on crutches came slowly, and the book seller's eyes lit up. Seeing that the guest was obviously a fan of "Sherlock" at his age, she quickly picked up the book and handed it over.

"I don't want this one..." Surprisingly, the old man reached out and pushed "Detective Sherlock" away, and turned to "Detective Conan": "This is it, I read it on the subway and on the bus." A picture, how much is this book?"

The book seller was stunned.

He Qian took advantage of her break to read a book when her cell phone beeped suddenly. She took it out and saw that it was a text message.

"Miss He Qian, I'm Teacher Mach, what time do you get off work today?"

The content of the text message made her frown slightly. The dead otaku yesterday turned out to be Mach, but who leaked her mobile phone number?

She thought for a while, then replied.

"six thirty."

It was five o'clock after get off work, He Qian closed her phone coldly, and continued to open "Detective Conan" to read.

"That idiot, to paint "Sherlock" like that, really thinks he is amazing!"

He Qian, who is proficient in comics, can see that "Detective Sherlock" is a representative of orthodox mystery novels. Its charm is the suspense and tension throughout the novel. However, Mach's paintings are too clear, which attracts readers' eyes. In terms of the appearance of the characters, there is no atmosphere like the original work at all.

Most people don't know, but He Qian sighed in her heart, drawing the cold story into a girl's manga, isn't this trying to die in front of the master of youth manga, Mr. He Xi...