Flipping through the world animated film box office charts, looking down the list is such a list: "Frozen", "Toy Story 3", these two films topped the list with a global box office of more than one billion dollars, and then "The Lion King", the pinnacle of the 2D era, with $987.5 million, followed by series: "Despicable Me", "Finding Nemo", "Shrek", "Ice Age", "Kung Fu Panda" and so on, they fully illuminate a reality, A good start is half the battle, and if you get off to a good start, you have the potential to have a money-making series, and all you need is for the writers to continue their storytelling skills.

Of course, this box office ranking is more indicative of the fact that the subject matter of the story should be close enough to children, and the theme of fairy tales and animals and toys is closer to all markets. It is true that Miyazaki's works are masterpieces, and Hideaki Anno and Mamoru Oshii are even cooler, but their works did not appear at the top of the box office list at all, which proves how big the gap between niche and popular themes is.

Then, the domestic animation box office rankings are listed for comparative analysis...... Wait, the box office of domestic animated movies is basically Shen Zhenghui's list-brushing works! If Shen Zhenghui looked at the box office list by himself, he would also come up with the comment that his movie was too niche, right? Maybe it will be divided into two parts of evaluation, such as "Puhai Fortress" and "The Legend of Wukong" can be said to be niche works, while works such as "Xiyangyang and Big Big Wolf" and "Bear Infested" will probably seem too young, so it seems that if you can grasp a balance at these two ends, maybe it can also cause some kind of box office miracle.

"Nonsense." Mitsumi Fukuda immediately criticized, "I personally think that movies like "Puhai Fortress" and "The Legend of Wukong" have not been able to achieve better box office results entirely because they are not essentially Hollywood movies. She frowned and said, "You're just far-fetched." She paused. Tell us about your plans. ”

"Great works are born from accumulation." Shen Zhenghui spread his hand and replied, "But in fact, it's hard to explain clearly, you must know that there is no one who knows the box office when you look at the story, you have to make a lot of fine-tuning of the script according to the audience's taste." Shen Zhenghui narrowed his eyes, "But don't worry, I've already figured out who I should find to write the script." ”

"Who?"

"I think Ning Huan is very good."

"He's too young, isn't he?" Liu Xin said on the side.

"Don't care about age. He will be a very good screenwriter in the future, no, if he insists on saying it, maybe he will add the qualifier greatness, especially since he understands how to combine the ability of a screenwriter with the strong productivity of this era. ”

"You must have a plan, speak up." Mitsumi Fukuda immediately urged.

"I can't say too much, but let's do it, I have several good novels by female authors on my fiction website, and I think it's very suitable for adaptation into a movie, cartoon or TV series." He looked at Liu Xin, "I think you can choose it, you must know that an excellent work, if the director doesn't understand the theme and ideas in it, she can't figure out the meaning of the script alone." ”

Now it was Liu Xin's turn to raise his eyebrows.

"I think a movie like 'The Legend of Wukong' is very good, can't you find that author to write a few more similar scripts?"

"As a secondary author, the first cry is often the best, and the subsequent works are often a repetition of oneself. Or often reveals the essence of his middle two, and he even deceived himself in the first work. Not in the future. Shen Zhenghui spread his hand.

"You don't think about this author?"

"In fact, he's quite unprofessional," Shen replied, "and I know his latest news is that he's trying to build a Chinese fantasy system story." ”

"Really?"

"He found a few like-minded friends and started a magazine." Shen Zhenghui pondered, "As a pioneer of online literature, should I buy all the copyrights of their magazines and novels?" ”

"Profitable?"

"Maybe."

"Then buy it!"

"I don't think I'm well suited to manage a bunch of literary youth. If they are allowed to manage themselves, soon they will have a civil war. ”

"So?"

"So it's better to wait until the magazine is on the verge of bankruptcy to buy it."

"Wait," Liu Xin took out a pen and paper, "What are the names of the female authors you mentioned?" ”

So the topic turned back to Shen Zhenghui's industry, and Shen Zhenghui didn't care to elaborate on the concept of upstream and downstream integration of his entertainment industry with his woman.

As he spoke, even Tomoaki Aonuma became interested in this. "So you let people all over China who are interested in literary creation write stories for you for free, and then you can choose interesting ones that can be adapted into movies and buy them at a low price?"

"No, of course I'm not letting them write for free, in fact most of the people who can stick to more than 300,000 words are able to sell their works at two cents per thousand words to readers who are willing to buy and read them."

"Two cents per thousand words?" Tomoaki Aonuma exclaimed, "What's the difference between this and writing for free?" ”

"He can sell it for 2 cents every time he sells to a reader, if he has 10,000 readers, his remuneration is 200 yuan per thousand words, which is equivalent to writing for a magazine, and he can decide the length of his novels at will, if he updates 100,000 words every month, then he will earn more than 20,000 yuan a month, which is more than the vast majority of Chinese workers."

"If only he could have 10,000 readers." Mitsumi Fukuda had apparently figured out where the joints were.

"I don't think it's too difficult for 10,000 readers, right?" Liu Xin asked suspiciously, "It doesn't seem too difficult for us to achieve a circulation of 10,000 copies of the magazine." ”

"How can this be compared," said Mitsumi Fukuda, "and there are about 2,000 contracted authors on his website, and if each has 10,000 readers, 20 million readers, have you ever seen that magazine have a circulation of 20 million?" ”

The Reader can't do it.

Liu Xin blinked, "Readers may have crossed situations!" ”

"So how many books do you think a reader reads a day at most?"

"I think ten is already the limit." Tomoaki Aonuma interjected.

"You should see that there is a lot of potential in this market." Shen Zhenghui said, "My website has far more readers than the best-selling magazines, and what magazine have you ever seen that can hire 2,000 writers to write for him?" And this number is growing. ”

"But they're not professional writers!" Tomoaki Aonuma said.

"As long as there are enough people, there is always the possibility of producing high-quality products." This is Mitsumi Fukuda speaking, "Besides, we have set several benchmarks, and some of them have become professional writers. Mitsumi Fukuda looked at Shen Zhenghui. Do you have a new contract for Mr. Lanjing? ”

"I don't need to tie him to the starting point website, I am going to go directly to the company in Guò Hong Kong to sign a work transfer agreement with him." Shen Zhenghui said, "Give him a check, and he can fill in the numbers." ”

"How many numbers can I fill?" Mitsumi Fukuda asked.

"Seven." Shen Zhenghui shrugged his shoulders, "Although I am generous, it doesn't mean that I will spend money indiscriminately." ”

"It's benchmarking." Mitsumi Fukuda said.

"Okay, depending on the box office, I'll give him a share."

"I think you can give a little more," said Mitsumi Fukuda, "and maybe he'll need to write you a prequel and a sequel or something." ”

"Have you thought this far?"

"Intuition as a woman. I think the film adaptation of this work will be quite successful. Mitsumi Fukuda said seriously, "Trust me. ”

Then she glanced at Shen Zhenghui, "Now let's talk about the script of the cartoon and the characters of the movie." ”

……

When Shen Zhenghui got up from the bed, he was shocked to find that there was no one around him, he got dressed, walked out of the door, and unexpectedly found Futian Ling sitting at the table eating, Fukuda Mitsumi, the mother was dutifully making breakfast in the kitchen. And Catherine was taking care of Fukuda Ling at the table.

This kind of scene made Shen Zhenghui instinctively feel embarrassed, "Good morning." He tried to say hello.

"Daddy is a big lazy bug!" Fukuda Ling said. "The aunts got up to work a long time ago, and my father was still sleeping, later than I did."

A smile flashed across Catherine's lips, but she quickly coughed and pretended to clear her throat.

Fukuda Ling is already quite sensible, and he does everything by himself, and Catherine is just watching from the sidelines at best. Shen Zhenghui opened the meeting last night at the instigation of Mitsumi Fukuda. But when I woke up in the morning and saw my daughter, I still felt a little ashamed. Sure enough, if you have a child, you don't have the shameless aura of the protagonist?

He slipped into the bathroom rather embarrassed, and after hurriedly tidying up the toiletries he had prepared last night, he also sat next to Futian Ling.

"Ling, do you want me to send you to school?" Shen Zhenghui tried to please his daughter.

"No need. Catherine will send me to school. Ling Qiao replied vividly, her appearance is very cute, so Shen Zhenghui can't help but worry about how she has grown up, but looking at Futian Mitsumi's appearance, it seems that she shouldn't be ugly when she grows up, but this is not certain, although Shen Zhenghui doesn't know what her grandmother looks like, but it's not that Shen Zhenghui is disrespectful to her mother, and her grandmother Liang Kexiu's appearance is quite average. This is a very scary thing for Japanese ancestry.

Mitsumi Fukuda put the finished omelet rice in front of Shen Zhenghui, "Eat!" She said, seemingly holding back a smile.

Ling is still too young, and her strength control is not good when eating, and her mouth is full of oil rings, "Mom said that you were very tired and hard last night, so you have to rest more today," she patted Shen Zhenghui's hand like a little adult, "I won't bother you, Catherine will just send me there." ”

While talking about Futian Ling, she jumped down from her seat, Catherine hurriedly helped her, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then said goodbye to her mother and a series of processes, Futian Ling dressed up and prepared to go, and she also made a goodbye gesture to Shen Zhenghui.

Shen Zhenghui looked at the omelet rice in front of him, and didn't go down for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Mitsumi Fukuda took off her apron, walked out of the kitchen, sat down opposite Shen Zhenghui and asked.

"It's a terrible feeling," Shen Zhenghui narrowed his eyes, "although I know that he doesn't know anything, I always feel like every word she says is like accusing me." ”

"That's why you don't want to meet your daughter?"

"You know that's not what I said." Shen Zhenghui picked up the spoon, "I feel like I'm living in someone else's house, and someone else's husband may come back at any time, and I've been scared." He waved his hand while eating, "What am I talking about, but I finally understand what it's like for Ning Huan to climb down the rainwater pipe from someone else's balcony." ”

"How could he have done such a thing?" Mitsumi Fukuda laughed out loud.

Shen Zhenghui raised his head. "He probably hasn't done it in his life." Then he continued to bury his head in eating, and after a while, he looked up again, "Do you know what this guy's love life is like now?" ”

"I know he has a girlfriend in college," Mitsumi Fukuda tilted her head, "pretty cute Japanese girl." However, he seems to have a close relationship with one of his former female classmates, TongguòQQ. ”

"You even know that?"

Mitsumi Fukuda smiled but said nothing.

"Well, we should find him more things to do." Shen Zhenghui said thoughtfully.

"The same is true for you." Fukuda Mitsumi said in a low voice, Shen Zhenghui pretended not to hear, "I'm full." He stood up and said. Watching Mitsumi Fukuda take the dishes away and take them to the kitchen to wash, Shen Zhenghui felt as if something had touched in his heart, "The two of them left early in the morning?" ”

"Yes, just like you, they said they felt very uncomfortable when they saw Ling, and both of them had jobs, so they left." Mitsumi Fukuda washed the dishes and glanced back at the hanging clock. "They did go a little too early."

Shen Zhenghui scratched his face, "Do you think we look like this...... Isn't that good? He asked, somewhat cautiously.

"What does it look like?" Mitsumi Fukuda raised her eyebrows. "I think it's good, I just don't know what other people think." She touched her chin, "Three people are indeed a bit less, one more person can play mahjong, if Catherine accompanies us to play mahjong, she and they both feel more embarrassed, so find another person?" However, Tomoaki Aonuma is busy with work. It would be better to have one more substitute, then two more are needed. ”

Shen Zhenghui really couldn't stand Mitsumi Fukuda talking nonsense so seriously, "Okay, let's discuss this issue when you want to discuss this issue seriously." ”

"Why are you discussing it with me?" Mitsumi Fukuda asked, her eyes wide, and she lay down on the kitchen table. Looking at Shen Zhenghui with lazy eyes, he asked, "Does this mean that I have some kind of priority?" You assume that my status is higher than all of them? ”

Shen Zhenghui swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Because of Ling." ”

"Oh? Is it? Mitsumi Fukuda tilted her neck, "So what if they all have children?" What do you do? ”

Thinking that he was being called dad by a group of children holding his thighs, Shen Zhenghui couldn't help but shudder, "Let's not talk about such a terrible thing yet." He covered his mouth, as if he was about to throw up.

"It's really boring," Mitsumi Fukuda straightened up, "I also expect you to be able to express the domineering spirit of a traverser, and say that you are all my wings!" ”

"Have you ever seen a guy with three wings?"

"Do you want to make up two pairs?"

"Forget it, I don't think I can handle it myself."

"Ah, pretending to be pitiful is also a way of thinking!" Mitsumi Fukuda touched her chin, and then looked at Shen Zhenghui with a thoughtful expression, "It turns out that you have always liked strong heroines?" ”

Shen Zhenghui covered his face, "After your daughter left, did you become undisciplined?" He said, and at the same time he also looked at the clock in the room, "I'm going to the company today, how about you?" ”

"Of course." Mitsumi Fukuda spread her hands, "Wait for me, I'll go change my clothes, and Fujido will come to pick us up later." ”

"Fujido came to pick us up?" Shen Zhenghui followed Mitsumi Fukuda into her bedroom, "Are you talking about Fujido orange?" ”

"What, are you interested in her too? I also think she's good, stupid and simple, and you two still have scandals. She took out the clothes from the closet, gestured on herself, and asked Shen Zhenghui, "Which one do you think is better." ”

"This one." He casually pointed to one, and although Mitsumi Fukuda was slightly dissatisfied with his attitude, she still changed into a coat according to his choice.

"Can you tell me what you think?" Shen Zhenghui's eyes didn't fall on Mitsumi Fukuda, who was changing clothes, "I feel more and more that you really can't understand sometimes." ”

"I feel mysterious is an important sign that you're in love with me." Mitsumi Fukuda stood in front of the mirror and straightened her chest, then turned around, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Not bad." Shen Zhenghui replied, "Wait, don't jump the topic around like that. ”

"I don't," Mitsumi Fukuda tilted her head, "I've always been like this, it's just that you don't understand." ”

"I can't understand you like this." Shen Zhenghui was slightly frustrated.

"My dear," Mitsumi Fukuda suddenly put her hands on Shen Zhenghui's face, "Don't say such things to me, you make me feel that you don't care about me at all, don't make me feel like you don't want to know me at all." ”

Looking at Mitsumi Fukuda's eyes, which looked like they were almost bursting into tears, Shen Zhenghui felt that his heart had been hit hard. And just then, the doorbell rang.

"Ah, it must be Orange." Mitsumi Fukuda let go of her hands and walked to the door in a dashing manner, "Hurry up, keep up." She beckoned to Shen Zhenghui, and her expression just now was gone.

"Tricked again." Shen Zhenghui shook his head helplessly as he walked, muttering to himself. (To be continued......)

PS: I drank a little too much today and was not in good shape. Excuse me.