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As soon as he arrived in class in the morning, Bai Mingyang held a thick stack of newspapers and handed them out one by one. At first, Shen Chengrun thought that what Bai Mingyang was handing out were test papers, but after he got them, he realized they were newspapers.

The name of the newspaper is "Current Affairs and Political News". There are two pages in total, which are a little small. Usually, there are four pages. However, other newspapers such as "Shen Bao" take up more than half of the advertisements and announcements. few.

Shen Chengrun thought that "Current Affairs and Politics" had a small number of pages, but it was because it didn't receive so many advertisements, so it condensed the essence and compiled it into a condensed version.

But when Shen Chengrun was going to read it seriously, he realized that it was all about writing.

Shen Chengrun frowned, speechless.

Bai Mingyang didn't dare to give Ye Yi the newspaper at all. Seeing Shen Chengrun's expression, Ye Yi said in his unique cold voice, "The newspapers run by Bo Mingyang often sell If he doesn't go out, he will get the school distribution and show it to his classmates."

It's a pity that none of the students read it, and they all put down the newspaper in their hands because they couldn't read it twice.

A boy from the next class sneaked in, collected the newspapers that Bai Mingyang had just handed out from his classmates one by one, and came to Shen Chengrun in a blink of an eye.

"Student, do you still read the newspaper in your hand? If you don't want to read it, give it to me." The boy was wearing a long gown that is old and not old, but there is no patch in the whole long mandarin jacket. He stepped on his cloth shoes and said with a smile: "If you don't need Just give it to me, I just take it back to kindle the fire."

When the original owner's family conditions were not good, he never did this kind of thing, for fear of embarrassment.Shen Chengrun didn't feel ashamed, but rather admired him, so he gave the newspaper in his hand to the boy.

The boy put away the newspaper and continued to go to the classmates in front of him, but he was caught by Bai Mingyang who suddenly left and returned.

"What are you doing?" Bai Mingyang shouted.

The boy was not annoyed, but still grinning, "Students have finished their studies, and it's useless. It's a pity to throw them away. Why don't you go home and find a good home for them."

"Do you want to use them to light a fire?" Bai Mingyang persisted.

"It's the same fate that other newspapers read." The boy continued to explain with a smile.

Bai Mingyang suddenly languished like a deflated ball, "Forget it, you can use it to light the fire, no one is watching anyway."

The boy was frightened by Bai Mingyang's mourning appearance, and he didn't dare to continue to receive the newspaper. After hesitating for a while, he said with a painful expression on his face: "Why, why don't I fund some oceans."

Bai Mingyang's eyes lit up in an instant, but it only went out in an instant, and soon he drooped his head again, and said dejectedly: "Forget it, no matter how much funding you give me, it's useless, it will only be in vain, anyway. No one bought my newspaper.”

The boy didn't know how to comfort him, and was somewhat at a loss, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No, no one bought it anyway, and when all the funds on hand were lost, they closed down."

The boy scratched his head.

"Your purpose of running a newspaper is simply to comment on current events, tell the truth, express your opinions, or do you want to make money?" Shen Chengrun asked.

"At the beginning, I wanted to run a newspaper to publish some current affairs and politics, but as the newspaper ran for a long time, my idea changed. How should I put it, I want my newspaper to be seen by more people and more Influence, otherwise, even if I hit the nail on the head of current affairs and politics, no one will read it, so what's the use."

Shen Chengrun said: "If you just want to make money and sell sales, I have a way."

"What way?" Bai Mingyang's eyes were bright, a bit like the little squirrel at home.

Thinking of this, Fufu got out of his pocket, revealed a small head, and tilted his head to look at Bai Mingyang.

"Squirrel." Bai Mingyang exclaimed in surprise, "Did you raise it? Can I pet it?"

Bo Mingyang asked and reached out to touch Fufu, but Fufu scurried back to Shen Chengrun's shoulder, resolutely not to be touched by Bo Mingyang.

Shen Chengrun explained: "Fufu is afraid of people. It was abused by children before, but after I rescued it, it only kissed me. It took a long time before it was willing to give it to my sister and my brother..."

Before Shen Chengrun could finish speaking, Fufu had already sprinted onto Ye Yi's shoulder familiarly.He even used its fluffy head to rub against Ye Yi's face. He liked it so much that he wished he could hug Ye Yi with his little claws, but he was afraid that his sharp claws would scratch Ye Yi's face. Fu loves Ye Yi.

However, this was not the worst blow to Bai Mingyang. Fufu jumped off Ye Yi's shoulder with great difficulty, and when he reached the table, pine nuts rolled out as he opened his mouth.

Fufu jumped back onto Ye Yi's shoulder with the pine nut in his arms, held it to Ye Yi's mouth with two small paws, and squeaked.

Shen Chengrun didn't dare to let Fufu stuff into Ye Yi's mouth, so he could only hold him down, "He won't eat it, you can eat it yourself."

Fufu struggled and jumped out of Shen Chengrun's hand, and soon spit out a hill on Ye Yi's desk, with all kinds of nuts.This should be Fufu's entire property.

Fufu also pushed Xiaoshan towards Ye Yi, looking at Ye Yi expectantly with his small black eyes.

The little squirrel's obviously flattering behavior was so flattering, even if it was as cold as Ye Yi's, his eyes softened. Ye Yi gently touched Fufu's head, but Fufu lay down like porcelain, kicking his legs, revealing his white hair. White and tender belly.

Bai Mingyang's eyes were bleeding when he read it, "It's fine if the newspaper can't be sold or sold. I won't even touch a squirrel."

Shen Chengrun wanted to explain that Fufu was really afraid of strangers, and Ye Yi was just an exception.However, looking at Fufu's flattering appearance was really not convincing, and in the end he could only swallow the words that came to his mouth silently.

However, Bai Mingyang's disappointment was only for a moment, and then he regained his fighting spirit.

"Shen Chengrun, what can you do to help me revitalize my newspaper, even if you say it, I will listen to you."

"I'm not sensitive to current affairs and politics, but it's very simple to revitalize the newspaper. You can completely change the edition, not doing current affairs and politics, or not focusing on current affairs and politics. There are only a small number of pages every day to report some current affairs and government orders, and social news. , it is best to select excerpts of those anecdotes, or more influential social news, and the two can occupy half of the page, at most no more than one page."

Bai Mingyang said suspiciously: "But my newspaper can't only publish half of the page."

"Of course not." Shen Chengrun explained: "In other pages, you serialize comics and novels. Serial novels in newspapers are not new, and famous people can't invite them in the early stage, so you have no advantage in serializing novels, so you should focus on comics. Supplemented by serial novels, when it becomes famous, there will naturally be phoenixes willing to inhabit it."

"Pictures." Bai Mingyang muttered to himself, half understanding.

"Yes. It is to draw the story with pictures." Shen Chengrun simply explained: "Many novels now have illustrations for important storylines, while comic strips use pictures to explain the story. There is no large amount of text to narrate, and the story is expressed in a few words. Even some illiterate people can understand the story through pictures."

The more Bai Mingyang listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he realized that there is indeed no whole story expressed with pictures, at most, a few pictures are interspersed in the story.If there is such a book with stories expressed in pictures, he will be the first to buy it.

The never-before-seen precedent always attracts special attention. Bai Mingyang believes that his newspaper will definitely be brought back to life, and its reputation will spread far and wide. Other provinces and cities will line up to buy newspapers, just like the products produced by Shen's Co., Ltd. Demand exceeds supply.

"Thank you, brother." Bai Mingyang patted Shen Chengrun's shoulder heavily, overjoyed, and fantasized about an infinitely better future.

"Your idea is very good. As long as Bai Mingyang is willing to spend a little bit of time, I believe that it will not be a problem to revitalize the newspaper. Maybe it can be sold overseas." Ye Yi gently rubbed the squirrel's belly, looking at Shen Chengrun's eyes with hidden appreciation , and a little bit of confusion.

With a brain like Shen Chengrun's, he can make a lot of money by doing whatever he wants, so how could he fall into such a state of poverty.

"This is all the experience of my predecessors." After finishing speaking, Shen Chengrun realized that he had slipped up. At this time, there was no complete set of comic books where the previous experience came from.

Fortunately, the teacher came in at this moment and interrupted Ye Yi's questioning.

When Bai Mingyang got such a good idea, he was so happy that he didn't eat at noon, so he got in a rickshaw and went home quickly.

Father Bai was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Seeing Bai Mingyang walking in hurriedly, he glanced at him and said, "What happened to you at school? Why did you come back at noon and didn't go out for dinner with your group of cronies?"

Bai Mingyang didn't answer. He sat on the sofa and flipped through the stack of newspapers, and found that they were all the latest newspapers today, covering almost all the newspapers in Wuxu City, except for the newspapers he ran.

Father Bai felt guilty for a moment, and then he became more confident, "How is your newspaper doing, and how much has it lost recently?"

Being asked like this, Bai Mingyang was angry in his heart, but what Bai's father said was true, he could only hold back his breath and said: "Father, if you give me a few hundred more oceans, I will change the version."

"Forget it." Father Bai disdainfully shook the newspaper in his hand, "I've only read your newspaper, and it's nothing more than a current affairs and political newspaper. You can also write it out, so don’t make fun of me anymore.”

"Father, I got a good idea this time. I don't write about current affairs and politics. I'll publish serial novels and comic strips instead. Believe me, I will succeed this time. Maybe it will be the first of its kind. Then you go out You can brag that I am the father of the founder of a certain newspaper, the father of the founder of the newspaper that started the comic strip. If you have more faces, you can walk sideways, hahaha..."

Father Bai rolled his eyes, "You can put it down, it's not like I didn't find a relationship for you when you first started the newspaper, so I fixed a few issues for my sake, but in the end the newspaper you ran was disgusting to wipe your ass. Dirty. You've lost all my old face.

You said that the newspaper has only been in operation for half a year, and it has cost me hundreds of dollars. If I give you a few more, I will get 1000 dollars. number.Our family does not produce Dayang, let alone Shen's Co., Ltd., which made a lot of money that day, but there is no such thing as Dayang to bring you trouble. "

"Let me tell you, this idea is Shen..." Bai Mingyang refused to say it again. He looked at Father Bai who heard Shen's word and looked at him keenly, and hummed twice, "Forget it, just say you gave it to me." If you don’t give me money, I will count half of your shares.”

Father Bai let out a heavy snort from his nose, "I don't want it, and you can't even think about money."

Bai Mingyang was even more stubborn, and raised his neck, "It's up to you, but you must not regret it in the future!"

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