readx;? Meng Qi frowned, and asked with some reluctance, "Are you sure, Mr. Stan Lee?"

Stan Lee said without hesitation: "Of course, my friend, if such a thing really happened in the history of American comics, it must be an earth-shattering event, and there is no reason why I can't remember ......."

Stan Lee glanced at Meng Qi and said, "But why do you think this has happened before? I'm very interested in that......

"Don't you think there's a powerful force behind this superhero comic boycott?" Meng Qi asked rhetorically. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Of course, anyone who is not blinded by the sense of group should be aware of this, right?" said Stan Lee, "but even then, it is difficult to relate it to American comic history......

"We can think of it this way, Mr. Stan Lee...... "Meng Qi analyzed, "from the incident of Santa Fe, everything has been carried out step by step, and every link has been carefully designed, otherwise, the force to resist superhero comics would not have become so strong in a short period of time, this is the result of someone deliberately guiding!"

"There's no direct evidence, but let's take it that way......" Stan Lee said.

"So, Mr. Stan Lee, how do you think it can be done to such an extent?" asked Meng Qi.

"Strong overall planning and layout capabilities are also possible...... I'm just talking about the possibility that the people behind the incident have been planning this thing for a long time......"

After all, it was just speculation, and Stan Lee's remarks were very cautious.

"Yes, I thought so before that, and something that happened before convinced me of this inference......" Meng Qi nodded and said, "However, before I decided to contact you, another thought crossed my mind...... There is another possibility of this event......"

Stan Lee leaned over and waited for Mitch's next step.

"That is, this incident is really just a repetition of the same old trick. Meng Qi spoke up a possibility.

"Oh?" said Stan Lee, with a look of surprise, "Mr. Miller, seriously, what you just said really doesn't make sense...... Are you just instinctive?"

"That's right, it's really intuitive......" Meng Qi replied calmly.

Actually, to be precise, this is not an intuition.

Meng Qi's logical ability and reasoning ability have always been very powerful, which is why in the feminist demonstrations, he was able to deduce so many things from those details and see loopholes that ordinary people can't see.

However, reasoning can be explained by thinking and brain circuits, but as far away as Huaxia can be keenly aware of danger, how can this be explained?

Although this sounds unreliable and ridiculous, Meng Qi can only attribute it to "intuition".

This time was the same, when he was negotiating with the Wara brothers and the NBO, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a strong thought came to him: everything that is happening now has traces to follow and can find its mark in history.

It was this thought that made it imperative for him to meet Stan Lee.

"So you flew from San Antonio to New York on a sudden thought?" Stan Lee said in a surprised tone.

"Flying in from Los Angeles. Meng Qi corrected it seriously.

"Well, it doesn't matter where you're from...... Don't you think it's counterintuitive? It's about evidence, and you shouldn't waste your time on intuition......" Stan Lee said.

"No, Mr. Stan Lee, it's just my intuition, but you can't help but deny that there is a possibility, can't you?" said Meng Qi, "Life is always full of possibilities, and these possibilities can actually happen......"

Stan Lee sighed, "So, you'd rather trust your instincts?"

"I just don't want to miss every opportunity......"

"Damn...... Your thinking is really peculiar, maybe only someone like you can start the era of superhero comics, right?"

Meng Qi looked at Stan Lee and asked, "So, Mr. Stan Lee, has something like this really not happened in the history of American comics?"

Meng Qi paused for half a second and added, "I mean, even if it's a good thing to start so quickly and with such a subtle layout......

This time, Stan Lee fell into thought, and after a long time, he said slowly: "In this way, there is really one thing that can keep up with the rapid momentum, but I don't think it can provide you with any reference......

"Let's talk about ...... first"

When Meng Qi heard Stan Lee's words, his spirits lifted.

"You know, in the early 1990s, American comics came out of the slump and the entire animation industry began to recover, which is one of the miracles in the history of American comics...... "Stan Lee pondered his words and said slowly, "In the winter of 1990, the Washington-based Silver Horse Press, Aurora Comics, and Tin Man Press jointly launched a proposal to create a federal Union of American comics under the slogan of a revival of American comics. With the support of publishers and more cartoonists, this alliance was successfully established in just half a month, that is, in early December 1990, and at that time, many cartoonists were proud to join this organization......"

"What about you, Mr. Stan Lee, are you also a member of the organization?"

"No, I joined another organization, the National Cartoonists Association. To be precise, in January 1991, the entire United States Federation formed three organizations of cartoonists, in addition to the two mentioned above, and the Commonwealth Animation Conference...... "Stan Lee said, "These three organizations have absorbed almost all the well-known cartoonists and animation practitioners, and the powerful forces that have gathered are destined to change the ...... of the entire animation industry."

And that's exactly what happened, and in just two months, the animation industry was booming again...... If I talk about the momentum, I really can't think of anything other than this......"

Meng Qi thought for a moment and asked, "I have a question, Mr. Stan Lee, if these three organizations have brought together so many elites and made such outstanding contributions to American comics, why don't they exist now?"

"Profit......" Stan Lee sighed, "it took me many years to figure it out, they came together for profit, and then they fell apart for profit...... In July 1991, the three groups began to fight each other, but the end result was that they lost all three, and by the winter of 1991, they no longer existed......"

Stan Lee's tone was a little sighing, the three organizations that helped American comics move towards a revival only survived for a year, but it was this crucial year that brought American comics out of the downturn.

This led Stan Lee to make a hypothesis from time to time in the days that followed, if ...... If they coexist peacefully, the current American comic will definitely not be what it is now, right?

However, these are all hypothetical......

"Mr. Stan Lee, can you elaborate a little more?" Meng Qi seemed very interested in the topic.

"That's all I know...... I'm just a regular member of the National Cartoonists Guild......" Stan Lee replied, but then pointed out another path for Monge: "If you want to know more, you can look up the newspapers of the year, which was a major issue in the United States at that time, and many media outlets followed it...... I'm sure you can get some information out there......"

Meng Qi stood up, smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Stan Lee, you have helped me a lot......"

"Oh, are you so sure these two things are connected?" the old cartoonist seemed a little tired from recalling too many things from the past.

"Not sure...... But, as I said, I just don't want to pass up every opportunity...... "Meng Qi said.

"Good luck...... Stan Lee said, "and don't forget the soldier doll you promised me......"

Meng Qi laughed: "If I get lucky this time, I will definitely fulfill my promise!"

Stan Lee's expression became a little serious, and he stood up and gave Meng Qi a strong, wordless hug.

"Before I leave, I have one more question...... "Meng Qi looked at Stan Lee, "aren't you worried about the extreme impact this incident will have on American comics?"

"Of course...... My friend, of course I'm worried that if this matter is not handled properly, it will definitely put American comics back into a slump ......"

Stan Lee paused, his gaze over Meng Qi's shoulder, and looked further away: "But, I believe her, and I believe that the comics will be back on the right track no matter what they go through...... Because true art never dies!"

…………

…………

Thursday, July 10.

A rainstorm has just arrived in Washington, D.C., and the morning air is refreshing.

Meng Qi walked out of the National Library in Washington with a haggard face, and stayed in the library for five consecutive days, almost sleepless to consult materials, which made his body tired to a critical point.

However, his spirits were a little high. In the bag of documents he was holding in his hand, there was a rather thick stack of materials, which were all photocopied reports and articles of the year.

These reports detail everything from the winter of 1990 to the winter of 1991 about the three major anime organizations from their creation to their demise.

And Meng Qi found something interesting in this.

Now, he has to fly back to San Antonio immediately, bury all the remaining dark mines, and then start his own Jedi counterattack.

;