Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Cartoonist Firefox (I)

"This style of painting is Mr. Kashiwagi Mile, right? Awesome! ”

"Did you also come here after seeing the announcement of Mr. Kashiwagi? I'm really looking forward to it.,The style of painting like this.,Hey, hey, hey~ I'm looking forward to the plot later.,It's going to be intense in terms of the ghost animal level of Mr. Kashiwagi Mile, right? ”

A trace of fine sweat oozed from Mo Wangqiu's forehead, no wonder so many people rushed here, it turned out that they were all coming for the name of Cypress Mile...... Think about it, too, although the debut time is not long, Kashiwagi Mile does have a pivotal position in the sub-world, and he can be regarded as a legendary-level book master.

And it's also a book master who is famous for his painting style and ghost animal plot.。

When these dead houses open this game with little butter's mind, but they are crushed by the ruthless reality, I don't know what their expressions will be.

Mo Wangqiu gloated at these dead houses who left happily after taking over the game, and unconsciously showed a smile.

Anyway, he didn't say that this was little butter, and the poster next to him also wrote very clearly the words "pure love, text strategy game" and so on.

According to the current market price, the price range of a galgame is about 99 to 199, Mo Wangqiu patted his head and set a sales plan of 129. If the game sells well by then, you can still get a match point poster in it, and a deluxe version of the bonus will sell it for 399 or something......

Anyway, the cost of this first batch of games is basically nothing, and after Aunt Ryoko's free printing press, even if it is all smashed in his hands, Mo Wangqiu will not lose so much that he has no pants to wear. But think about it, the cost of galgame is not high, and most of it is used for development and publicity, and Mo Wangqiu basically didn't spend much money on these two links, so naturally there was no feeling of apprehension when the emerging club sold the first game.

However, after experiencing the first wave of the dead house trend, Mo Wangqiu and his community were once again deserted.

During this period, many fans of the Immortal River Library came here to inquire, and they also showed a little interest in Mo Wangqiu's game, but not many people bought it.

Thinking about it, although it occupies a large seat, it is only a small club after all, or a small club composed of several students, of course, it cannot attract the attention of those jihadists who come to "pan for gold".

According to Mo Wangqiu's current situation, maybe the situation will be better after the afternoon, after all, at that time, the people who came to the exhibition fought and bought the items they needed, and they would patronize a small community like Mo Wangqiu when they were wandering.

If it weren't for the name of Cypress Miles and this super conspicuous location, a small community like Mo Wangqiu might not even be able to sell a copy in the morning, just like Zhou Hai, who was not far from him.

Since Ito Makoto left, no one in Zhou Hai's position has come.

Although Zhou Hai had already guessed that this would be the result, he still felt a little desolate, once upon a time, could he have imagined that one day he would become so depressed?

When I was in high school, I published short manga in magazines, and when I was in college, I was praised by a well-known manga artist as "the most promising manga artist of the younger generation", and after graduation, I came directly to Sakurajima to prepare for my official debut as a manga artist. But it's only been a few years?

How down are you to this extent?

"How much does a copy cost?" Suddenly, a voice sounded in front of him.

“69…… No, just 29. ”

Generally speaking, the price of a comic with 7 or 80 pages like Zhou Hai should be about 70 or 80 yuan, and if it is a colleague magazine published by a famous artist, the price can be doubled.

And among them, the most rare thing is that Zhou Hai's comic is not a small butter of 18X, nor is it a fandom adapted from the popular works of the moment, but a 100% original work, even if it is sold as a single copy on the comic book shelf. So......

"It's too cheap." Mo Wangqiu took out a sheet of Grandpa Mao and said seriously: "69, just for this style and plot, 69 can be regarded as earned." ”

"Why are you again?" Zhou Hai glanced up at Mo Wangqiu, and turned his head with a lack of interest: "Go aside, I'm not pitiful enough to need a little ghost to sympathize." ”

Mo Wangqiu was not angry, and after putting down Grandpa Mao, he picked up one more comic: "Since you said so...... Then take a discount, two copies of a hundred. ”

Don't expect Mo Wangqiu to have much discipline, he is very poor now!

"There is still 38 yuan missing, thank you for your patronage." Zhou Hai, who was sitting inside, jumped his eyelids, and was finally angered by Mo Wangqiu's salted fish-like attitude.

"Cut!"

Mo Wangqiu looked around, several stalls next to Zhou Hai were empty, although there were things on the table, but there was no one, it seemed that he was rushing to buy those limited edition goods with the flow of people. To be honest, it's a lot more profitable to sell those first-time limited edition merchandise than to stay here in a daze.

Mo Wangqiu took a look, then walked around to Zhou Hai's side, pulled a chair and sat on it.

"Kid, are you idle over there?" Zhou Hai raised his eyelids and asked weakly.

Mo Wangqiu glanced at the club stalls with two or three kittens, as well as Sun Ze, who was at a loss, and Nozaki Metaro, who kept writing and drawing with a small notebook, replied: "It's okay, it's enough to have the two of them, it's really not good, I still have a secret weapon." ”

Ayane Sakura, who was almost frightened by Mo Wangqiu and fainted before, is still resting over there, and if she can't do it, she can still be called out to save the scene.

"Compared to that." Mo Wangqiu raised the comic book in his hand and said very seriously: "Uncle, I really think your comics are good, save more patience." It would be a blasphemy to sell it so cheaply. ”

Mo Wangqiu said very seriously and was also very intoxicated.

But Zhou Hai was unmoved, he glanced at the familiar cover, and said with interest: "The little kid who doesn't have any hair knows anything, go aside." ”

Mo Wangqiu really had the urge to take off his pants on the spot and show the other party if he had any hair! MD, his mental age may be a few years older than this raunchy salted fish, just because of the influence of this strange world and the smaller body behavior has become a little childish, but he definitely can't accept the statement that the hair has not grown!

But......

"Why doesn't your comic have a title?" Mo Wangqiu is a little strange, there is nothing else on the cover except the illustration of the male protagonist, not to mention the author's signature, not even the title of the work.

Zhou Hai closed his eyes, not wanting to answer.

Can he say that it's because the previous title of the comic and his pen name have been targeted? The so-called senior had already said that if he added the title and pen name of the book, he would not even have a printing book.

Eventually, he contacted a friend from his college days and printed the manga in his name, which had no title or pen name.

Although he could have changed the pen name and book title and found some small printing company to print, he ......

Zhou Hai would rather roll back like a dog than bow his head in front of the so-called senior.

What if it's a ban? As long as it is not until the last minute, he will not give up.

The reason for this is not enough for outsiders, and he didn't want to explain it to Mo Wangqiu, so he closed his eyes and took a nap.

Mo Wangqiu shook his head, picked up the comics, and flipped through them again. Truth be told, successful comics have a wordless appeal, they can pull you into the world constructed by the author through the art style, storyboarding, etc., so that the addiction is inextricable.

Strictly speaking, Zhou Hai's comic should not be regarded as a hot-blooded comic, it should be regarded as a product of the "dark fairy tale", and some places are unexpectedly realistic.

One of the most striking things about it is cruelty!

There are not many works of this type at the moment, but there will be many works of similar style in the future.

For example, "Attack on Titan", "Martian Xenomorph", "Chopping the Crimson Pupil" and so on, but even these works are famous for their brutality and blood, and they do not have the kind of desperation revealed in this comic.

If anything, this dark feeling is closer to a niche comic called "Please Listen to the Voices of the Dead". If it weren't for a strange sense of déjà vu, Mo Wangqiu wouldn't have thought of this comic at all.

Because it's too much negative energy...... You can see between the lines that the original author is dissatisfied with this world, and Mo Wangqiu, who was already half-out of the house at that time, even had a disgusting feeling when he read this comic.

But Zhou Hai is different, although his plot also contains a lot of negative energy, but the male protagonist's spirit of not forgetting to continue to fight in the face of a desperate situation is still like a light in the night, pointing out a direction for this comic. What's more, this comic is not over yet, the plot stops when passers-by surround the male protagonist, and there are still many places to operate.

And Mo Wangqiu also believes that only Zhou Hai's original intention will definitely bring a good ending to this comic.

But before that, he really couldn't tolerate the other party selling his hard work so cheaply.

How hard it is to draw a comic, Mo Wangqiu now more or less understands, plus this damn industry...... To be honest, although I don't know how it is, Mo Wangqiu really doesn't want such a conscience cartoon to be buried like this.

"Heh, who should I be, isn't this the most optimistic rookie cartoonist in our editorial department, Firefox?" Just when Mo Wangqiu was looking at the comics, a joking voice came, Mo Wangqiu looked up, but it was a middle-aged man wearing a men's yukata and stepping on clogs, he looked through the comics on the table with great interest, and then kept making a weird sound of "tsk" in his mouth: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said it wrong, it's the original rookie cartoonist, it's really strange, why haven't people like you gotten out of 'Japan'?" ”