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Mark Dujon believes that Meng Qi has an inexhaustible golden idea in his head, and there are countless wonderful stories, but he still has reservations about the statement that "the era of superheroes has come".

Not only him, but the entire editorial office of "Comic Front" has a very neutral and objective attitude towards this statement, and neither supports nor opposes.

For a media outlet, this objectivity is actually precisely the finest quality.

Therefore, in the latest issue of "Comic Frontier", Mark Dujon's exclusive interview article still publishes Frank Miller's concept of "open comic creation" and the remarks of "superhero era".

However, the wording of the whole article is calm and almost indifferent, just an objective display and record.

The biggest advantage of this is that even if Frank Miller's comments cause a storm, they can be guaranteed that they are not at the center of the hurricane.

Of course, "Comic Frontline" also made such a decision after Meng Qi's consent.

As for Meng Qi, he naturally knew that his remarks would cause some discussions, and the emergence of a new thing must be supported and opposed.

He could have quietly carried out his own plan, slowly rolled it out, and became bigger and stronger, but some unexpected circumstances made him doubtful and had to fine-tune his plan and make some temporary decisions.

One of the main reasons for this is the reporter at the press conference.

At the press conference that day, both Monge and Joe Smith were keenly aware that there was something wrong with the reporter named George Carr.

Towards the end of the press conference, at the behest of Meng Qi, Joe Smith arranged for two people to follow the guy. After a period of investigation, the truth is far beyond imagination.

First of all, the name "George Carr" is a pseudonym, and he is not a journalist, but a homeless man named John.

Secondly, and most importantly, this homeless man is not actually from San Antonio, or even a Texan at all, but has been hanging the streets of Boston all year round!

So the question is, such a homeless man, who traveled thousands of miles from the East Coast to Texas, and then got a formal outfit and blended into the press conference just to question the problem of plagiarism?

It's so weird, it's so illogical.

When Joe Smith told Meng Qi the truth with a worried face, Meng Qi knew that he was being targeted again.

His alertness to danger tells him that the person who is eyeing him this time may not be a crappy opponent like Pacific Comics.

At least judging from the first meeting at the press conference, it can only be regarded as a draw, and the two sides are evenly matched.

But this time, it was difficult for him to pull the enemy out of the darkness easily.

Meng Qi faintly had a feeling that it was a behemoth, forbearant and step-by-step, good at fighting and cunning, and it was hidden in the deepest part of the darkness.

This threat from the unknown made Meng Qi very uncomfortable. But one thing he was sure of was that he must have touched the interests of a certain group somewhere.

Since this is the case, Meng Qi simply took the initiative to attack, lure the snake out of the hole, try to make every step of his actions huge, use his own actions to test the bottom line of those people, and force them to stand up and fight with him again.

Only in this way will Meng Qi have a chance to stand in the same ring as his opponent hidden in the dark.

Because of this, in an exclusive interview with Mark Dujon, he deliberately stated his next step and agreed to the truthful report of "Comic Frontier".

Of course, Meng Qi's conjecture was not wrong, and after the publication of Mark Duhon's interview article, it immediately caused a heated discussion in the industry.

Supporters describe Frank Miller with praise such as "reformer" and "forerunner", believing that Mr. Miller's move will greatly enrich Superman's story and turn it into a huge series, and if more superheroes can be created, it will inevitably change the landscape of American comics, and the advent of the "superhero era" is not impossible, and then promote American comics into a new era.

Opponents scolded Frankie Miller for not wanting to make progress and trying to maximize his benefits as soon as he achieved a little success, claiming that Frankie Miller's actions would only make the quality of the comics uneven, which would not only help revitalize American comics, but would bring more harm.

Both supporters and opponents have put together a lot of evidence to try to prove their views, and the craze for Superman has not subsided, and Frank Miller and AC Comics have taken the front page and center of the conversation again.

As for the reaction on the Internet, it is also mixed, but the starting point is simpler, after all, fans are more concerned about whether the comics are good.

At a time when Frank Miller's remarks sparked a wave of discussion, the release of the fourth issue of the Superman comic book made the wave even more violent and agitated.

What sets this issue apart from the others is that Meng Qi has a job posting in the middle of the magazine.

"Join AC Comics, and you can also create your own Superman!"

This bold and attractive title alone is enough to make a large number of comic practitioners excited.

The recruitment content is relatively simple, just a simple explanation that AC Comics is now in urgent need of a group of screenwriters, painters, colorists, applicants need to provide resumes and representative works, and send them to the official mailbox of AC Comics.

Although the content is simple, judging from Frank Miller's previous remarks, anyone with a discerning eye knows that AC Comics is going to really start acting.

Compared with the interview article of "Comic Frontline", this short job posting is more like the boulder thrown into the lake, causing waves of ripples.

At such a time, no matter who it is, there is only one thought in the heart:

Did he really do it?

He actually did it!

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In the dimly lit space, three people sat together.

The red butt of a cigar flickered on and off, and a large cloud of smoke swirled up in the small space.

"Frank Miller, that guy has a new move, are we going to do anything?" a man's voice asked.

"There's no need. The last time the clue was cut off when it got to Chris, he must have panicked a little, right? What kind of open-ended creation he made a big deal about was just to force us out. ”

This time it was the man who smoked a cigar.

"That's right, his intentions are not obvious yet, we have to look at the situation before making a decision. It was another middle-aged woman's voice.

"Ha, he's a cunning fox, and the Pacific Comics affair has sounded the alarm for us......" The cigar-smoking man's voice sounded again.

"Still, I don't understand why we're ...... against him," said the man who spoke first.

"Because his madness will ruin everything......" interrupted the cigar-smoking man, "something must be defended, my friends." ”

Silence fell again in the dimly lit space.

After a while, the middle-aged woman's voice rang out, "Is Chris back?"

"I just arrived yesterday, haha, you should really look at the way he looks, he has really become a bum, and he smells sour...... We can call him 'Mr. John the Bumper of Boston'......" replied the man who spoke first, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little lighter when it came to the subject, "But, then, our red-hot Mr. Miller probably really thinks Chris is a real tramp......"

"Oh, poor Chris......" the middle-aged woman sighed.

"Give Chris a long vacation and let him rest well...... "Also, remind him to reduce his public appearances in the future, especially not in the Boston and San Antonio neighborhoods." We must beware of dear Mr. Miller......"

"Understood, Mr. Sergeant Major......"

The man and the middle-aged woman who spoke first got up and left, leaving only the cigar-smoking man.

In the silent space, the cigarette butt flickered and went out, like a boat in a huge wave, swallowed by the wind and waves, and then stubbornly surfaced to the surface.

Finally, the man extinguished the cigar in the ashtray, and the space was completely darkened.