I really don't want to be a superstar

Chapter 142, Grand Dream Studio
Far away in Xiongan County
"Sorry, we tried our best"

Lu Hongwei looked at the message sent by the opposite editor [Xiao Fang], and said that it was impossible to say that it was not complicated, but he still replied: "Thank you."

"Everyone, the work of our studio has been cut in half, but the website said that if we refund the manuscript fee, we can take the copyright and publish it in another place."

"Hey, the pick has always been so low, and it's normal to be cut in half. Xiao Fang has tried his best and has been recommending works to us."

"Yes, this shows that our works are not suitable for Huowen Manga, or not suitable for this market."

The three people in the studio looked at each other in silence.

Yeah, it's useless to say anything now, the picks are so bad, the editors can't save them.

"I am not reconciled." A boy wearing glasses said in a stubborn tone: "Is it true that the quality of our works is not good? Why can't we beat those comics in the ranking?"

"The quality of our works must be qualified, otherwise Xiao Fang would not have been promoting our works. But it is true that our comics are different from those in the mainstream market. Do you understand?"

The boy with glasses was silent.

Yes, the comics they draw are contrary to the mainstream market.

The comics in the mainstream market are juvenile, positive, and sunny, without a trace of darkness.

And what about their works?
When the work is set in the conflicts of the Warring States and the Qin Dynasty, it is doomed that this work cannot be full of light, and even the protagonist's position is neutral and vague.

Characters are flesh and blood, and characters are mortal.

For example, Gai Nie, the most important character at the beginning, died in the recent plot, maybe this is the fuse of the cut in half.

The work has been serialized until now, and I don't know how many characters have been sent away. The well-created, flesh-and-blood, decent villains, even in the outline, Jing Tianming is going to send away for lunch.

Is this a good work?

Okay, of course, otherwise the editor Xiaofang wouldn't push hard to keep it, even the editor is a fan of this comic.

But the market is like this, if they choose to let them be eliminated, they can do nothing
"Hey, we are too stupid. Comics are meant for children to read. We insist on drawing comics for adults."

"However, Japanese and American cartoons are also read by grown-ups."

"Don't forget, we are serializing comics in China, we are Chinese people, maybe in China, comics can only be read by children, right now, in the eyes of many people, don't comics and anime are children's playthings? Perhaps, the carrier of comics can only be used as a toy for children.”

"Does our dream stop here?"

They have dreams, and they are not reconciled.

They know that young comics cannot go abroad, and they can only enclose themselves in this one-third of an acre of land.

They want their comics to go abroad, and they want Huaxia comics to go abroad
They want to draw more comics that people like to read, and use comics to convey their thoughts.

However, these seem so vulnerable in the face of the heavy pressure of reality.

"Then let's disband? I heard that a studio wants to recruit us recently, why don't we go there."

"Just kidding, old Wu, those studios are all cannibals."

"Then what do we do?"

Lu Hongwei, a bald young man who was the leader, took a deep breath and said.

"Let's go to Weibo."

"Transfer to Weibo? Go to Weibo, where will our manuscript fee come from? Where will the income come from? We have to refund the manuscript fee to Huowen Comics."

Lu Hongwei continued.

"Well, go to Weibo. I still have some money. After selling the house, I have refunded the manuscript fee of Huowen Comics. I will support the expenses and income after that! At least until I can't support it, I will willing."

That's what dreams are about.

Don't cry when you don't see the coffin.

If you give up before the end of the mountain, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The other two looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

"Old Lu, don't talk about it, let's go together, how can we let you pay for it? Let's carry the dream we chose ourselves, yes, go to Weibo to serialize, maybe there are many adults on Weibo, and people who approve of our comics How much?"

"Yes, switch to Weibo."

They kept doing nothing, and a few people moved all the comics to the official blog of 'Hongmeng Studio'.

This can be said to be the worst official blog, with only 8000 followers, not even as good as some beautiful online celebrities who just debuted.

Lu Hongwei looked at his Weibo and said with some self-deprecation.

"Even if you transplant comics to Weibo, it won't help."

Lu Hongwei suddenly felt that he was dying.

But what to say.

Still have to struggle to the death, right?
Transfer all comics to Weibo for posting.

After finishing all this, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Lu Hongwei is now physically and mentally exhausted.

"Go to bed first, and watch it tomorrow."

"Well, good night, Brother Hongwei."

"Good night."

After saying good night to the two partners, Lu Hongwei murmured, raising his head to look up at the starry sky.

"Good night, my dream."

Maybe, this is the last time.

On the second day, Lu Hongwei got up, washed and brushed his teeth as usual, and then went to draw.

And when it all started, he wanted to check his Weibo to see if anyone had left a message.

However, when he just opened Weibo, he was stunned.

This. Is this an illusion?

Backstage comments have been swiped to 99+ floating red
And it's still increasing.

What the hell is this!

Lu Hongwei's drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, and he quickly opened Weibo.

The number of followers is increasing.

Manga reviews are on the rise.

Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand.

The number of followers is still increasing.

Lu Hongwei quickly woke up his two partners and watched this incredible thing together.

Why did it suddenly catch fire?

"Brother Hongwei, look... the cause should be this Weibo."

Lu Hongwei looked at it.

This.
It was Li Yun?
Li Yun is looking at our work.
Also helped me promote it?

Lu Hongwei suddenly had a feeling of tears filling his eyes, a feeling of dying for his confidant.

He is a fan of Li Yun, he knows "To Live" and "When Happiness Knocks on the Door".

Lu Hongwei knew that compared with these two works, his comics were not at the same level in every sense.

He also didn't think that an artist of Li Yun's level would come to see his work, let alone promote it to him.

He dared not dream of such content.

However, what Lu Hongwei didn't dare to dream about actually came true
Comments one after another maxed out under 'Hongmeng Comic Studio'.

"A strong onlooker, what kind of manga can make Director Li like it?"

"There seems to be something wrong with this comic. It's different from the children's book I imagined? At first I thought that Mr. Li just got bad money, but it doesn't look like it."

"I used to think that Chinese manga was something for children, but today it seems that I was wrong."

"One thing to say, the style of painting is a bit rubbish, but the storyboard and plot are really touching."

"This cartoon looks a bit interesting. I have paid attention to this author. I hope the author will continue to work hard."

Lu Hongwei was caught off guard by this big reversal.

But the problem is that he is in trouble now.

Now the popularity is of course starting to rise, but there is no profit point
But no matter what, Lu Hongwei is very grateful to the director Li Yun who promoted him.

Thank you.
There is no denying our dreams.

(End of this chapter)